Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

"I can only stop eight of them. This is a conservative estimate, up to ten, but there are still two people, I have no choice."

"Leave the four to me."

After finishing speaking calmly, Duanmu Minya took out a small cloth bag from her body, opened it and put it together for a while, oh, no, it should be opened.

A small crossbow appeared in her hand, and then she stroked her calf with her slender hand. When she lifted her hand, there were already a few small steel needles as thin as embroidery needles stuck in her hand.

She swiftly put the small steel needles on the crossbow. After her improvement, the crossbow can fire five-way steel needles continuously, and there are no more, no less, exactly one hundred steel needles on her body. I bought one, and now there are 99 left, which is enough for today.

This time, she was not polite at all. For those who wanted her life, except for her relatives, she did not kill them, and all others were wiped out.

Because she knows that being kind to the enemy is hurting herself, who knows when the enemy will bite back?

So she will never be soft-hearted, and she will not stay in the world for anyone who has already protected her heart. Staying in the world will only give him a chance to take revenge. She is better than leaving a scourge.

In modern times, there are legal constraints and there is no way to kill people chaotically, but here, there is no restriction at all. This is also her mentality that changed after she entered the rivers and lakes.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and now she finally has a deep understanding, even if she doesn't want to kill people, things will force her to kill people.

"Miss, we are leaving."

When he saw that Duanmu Minya had prepared everything, the guard whispered to Duanmu Minya who had already bent down to hide.

"Well, let's go."

"Hey..." The sound of horseshoes sounded on this silent mountain road, and they walked slowly towards the jungle.

At some point in the jungle, twelve black-clothed and masked figures were silently lurking on the dense branches near the road.

The thick leaves covered their bodies completely, and they couldn't be seen from the outside at all.

On a relatively large tree branch, a man in black coldly made a gesture of preparation to the other people on the tree. As soon as Duanmu Minya's carriage entered their encirclement, he immediately started to do it, ready to encircle him on all sides. Back and forth.

But will Duanmu Minya and the others enter?That is simply impossible.

"Woo!" When they came in front of them, the carriage stopped under the yell of the driving guard.

His cold eyes slid across the dense branches and leaves on both sides, and his frosty voice seemed to speak casually.

"Now that you're here, come out."

Uh, he found them?The people on the other trees turned their heads to the third person on the right in unison, waiting for the third person's order.

This person is in charge of this action, and whether to go down or not depends on his command.

The masked man in black frowned suddenly, looking at the guard indifferently, thinking in his heart.

He came here knowing that there was an ambush here, and he must have the certainty of victory in his heart, so should he fight with all his strength?

Although he had a worry in his heart, in the next moment, he had already made a decision with a wave of his hand.

What decision to make...