Don't ask where people go

Chapter 1399 Save Worry

Dugu Linxiu was unsure about raising her arrow. Fang Zilan's voice came from behind her, "Are you going to give up?"

"I..." Dugu Linxiu opened her red lips slightly, and the ups and downs of her chest undoubtedly revealed her uneasy mood.

"Or, you can also beg me." Fang Zilan's expression became more serious, "I will help you win this game."

"Madam Zhen, you just said you wouldn't fight..." The woman started in panic, but was interrupted before she finished her words. "She doesn't have to ask anyone for help. I'll win for her."

The confident voice attracted everyone's attention. As the door of the western private room was pushed open from the inside, Dugu Ming suddenly appeared. He walked to Dugu Linxiu with big strides and stretched out his hand to her, "Leave it to me."

Seeing this, the little boy could no longer hold back, "What's wrong with you? You just change people as you say, how is that fair?"

"Fair?" Fang Zilan narrowed her eyes, as if smiling, "These two words are always decided by the winner."

The boy was furious, but before he could get angry, he heard Dugu Linxiu say, "This is my bet. I will win it myself. I don't need anyone to win for me."

"Okay." Fang Zilan was the first to respond. Dugu Ming frowned and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"You don't believe she can win?" Fang Zilan looked at Dugu Ming and saw him shaking his head, "I'm not..."

"Since she's not." Fang Zilan interrupted Dugu Ming unceremoniously, "Then sit down and watch her win."

After she said that, she glanced at the man next to her. He tactfully brought a chair and asked Dugu Ming to sit down.

Dugu Linxiu once again pulled out a golden hairpin from her hair, tore off a piece of her sleeve, tied it to the arrow, and after weighing it again and again, she threw it out, and it still fell straight into the pot.

Everyone watched as Dugu Linxiu took off all the hairpins and jewelry and tied them to the arrows. He threw each arrow very carefully, slowly but steadily. All six arrows hit the target without missing. In the blink of an eye, it was the last arrow.

The boy and the girl were both a little impatient. So far, they were tied. But if Dugu Linxiu's last arrow hit the target...

The two of them looked at each other and saw unwillingness on each other's faces, but Fang Zilan's eyes never left them, so they had no chance to do anything secretly.

"It's the last arrow, why are you hesitating?" The little boy rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "Have you run out of jewelry?"

"I don't think so." The woman continued, "Look at that pot. I'm afraid it can't hold the last arrow."

Dugu Linxiu paused as she tied the arrows. The mouth of the kettle was already long and thin, and she had tied jewelry to the arrows. After six arrows, the tassels on the jewelry had covered most of the mouth of the kettle, leaving only a small gap.

"Being able to accommodate and being able to hit the target are two different things." Fang Zilan's indifferent voice suddenly sounded, "The person who pitches the pot should just focus on throwing the arrow in his hand. Other things are irrelevant."

Dugu Linxiu took a deep breath and turned her wrist gently. She stared at the pot and threw the arrow in her hand without hesitation.

There was a crisp sound, and the arrow spun at the mouth of the pot. It was hooked by the tassel and stuck at an angle at the mouth of the pot, about to fall.

Everyone stared blankly, only Fang Zilan sighed, "It is indeed time and fate." As soon as she said this, the maid who presided over the gambling game came to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly said loudly: "This guest won this game."

Dugu Linxiu relaxed his expression, stepped back a few steps, and stood up straight by holding the gambling table. He listened to the maid saying, "May I ask this guest, do you want Fu Congnan to live or die?"

"I want..." Dugu Linxiu let out a long sigh and said word by word: "Fu Congnan's life and death is decided by me, and no one else can interfere."

"Sister, we meet again." Mu Chuji curled the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

Fang Zilan rode the horse and held the sword, her expression stern, "Mu Chuji, if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. This time, I will never have to take down your white flag again."

"Sister, why don't you give it a try?" Mu Chuji drew her bow and aimed the arrow at Fang Zilan. "I just don't know whether your sword is faster or my arrow is faster."

"Arrogant." Fang Zilan hadn't finished speaking when Mu Chuji's arrow had already left his bow. However, Deputy General Cao was prepared and shot an arrow straight at Mu Chuji. The two arrows touched each other in the air and fell.

Mu Chuji glanced at Deputy General Cao and said casually, "Sister, the deputy general next to you is quite skilled, much better than the one you sent to rob our food and grass."

Fang Zilan gave Deputy General Cao a wink, and he immediately understood. He ordered the soldiers to escort the civilians back to the city and no longer engage in further entanglement with the Miluo people.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to kill me?" Mu Chuji pulled the reins leisurely and laughed softly, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Mu Chuji, if you want to die, you can't blame me." Fang Zilan drew her sword, and Mu Chuji smiled even more. "Sister, even though you are a martial arts expert and can kill me more than once, can you defeat thousands of troops?"

After he said that, he waved his hand, and the Miluo people who were guarding him rushed forward, while he himself retreated to the back.

Fang Zilan did not flinch and swung her sword to meet the enemy. Wherever her sword touched, blood and flesh flew everywhere. All the people from Miluo who tried to get close to the people behind her were killed one by one, either by her and the Dajing soldiers or by the arrows on the city wall. Even those who were injured and wanted to retreat were beaten with swords and died in front of the battle.

Soon, a row of corpses was piled in front of Fang Zilan's horse, separating her from the Miluo people. She looked back at the city gate. There were still a few people who had not yet entered the city, and she could not retreat yet.

"It's really amazing." Mu Chuji seemed to be watching a show, and even clapped his hands with unfulfilled interest.

Jiang Hanze, who was standing next to Mu Chuji, felt a chill down his spine. Fang Zilan's attack was so ruthless that he had never seen it before. He couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, should we..."

"Well, in this battle we used the people of the capital as bait to lure Fang Zilan to fight, and we were already at a disadvantage. Now that the morale of the capital is high, we should not fight anymore, and there is nothing wrong with withdrawing our troops." Mu Chuji calmed down, "However, you found out Is it over yet? She’s almost reaching her limit.”

Fang Zilan's hand holding the Plum Sword was trembling slightly. She clenched her teeth, fearing that the people from Miluo on the opposite side would notice anything.

A voice in her mind said to her, "A killer is a common man's sword. He can kill one person every ten steps, take someone's life a thousand miles away, and even take the head of a general in a huge army. However, when facing heavy soldiers and armored vehicles, he can only die in it, and he will not die a good death."

An imperceptible bitter smile escaped the corners of her lips, and she subconsciously clenched her hands. It was not yet time, and she couldn't fall here.