Chapter 113
As soon as Monk Wuyin's words fell to the ground, he was hit by Jimoze violently. In the commander's tent, Wuyin's figure jumping up and down was projected on the tent, followed by Jimoze's elegant figure chasing after him.

I only heard a silent and painful voice from inside the curtain, "Ah! Your lord! I was wrong! I was wrong!", followed by the sound of a violent punch, which attracted the guards standing outside the curtain, They couldn't help shaking their bodies collectively.

The fate of offending the prince is still very terrifying.

Stay away from the prince, love life.

After a while, the soldiers heard silent helpless begging for mercy from the curtain-"Okay, okay, go find a woman, I will lead the soldiers for you, don't fight. Hey, hey! I've said it, help me!" You lead troops!!!"

Jimoze finally snapped his fingers on Wuyin's head, picked up a white snow fox fur cloak with satisfaction, and went out of the camp gate, and told the soldiers on both sides: "Ling Shiyi didn't come back. Before, the Eagle Leader was temporarily led by this monk, and I will go back as soon as I go."

Qihu, who was doing something good at the side, suddenly leaned his head over and asked pitifully, "My lord, are you going to find our chief general?"

When Jimo Ze was asked, he blushed for no reason, took a breath, held his breath back, and answered silently: "Forget it..."

Before Qihu could figure out why the lord's face was red, Jimo Ze had already flown towards the deep valley of the cliff.

If he read correctly, there was a figure passing by at that time, who should have saved Yan Qing.

But, who could that figure be?

Under the shining stars in the sky, he flew past the figures of thousands of trees alone, like a lonely sword rainbow, inserted deep into the depths of the cliff, disappeared, and disappeared without a trace.

Walking through the bushes, wading in the trickle, the moonlight was like a waterfall, he vaguely saw two figures in front of him, one of them was Shui Yanqing.And the other person is Duanmu Yuhan, the Marquis of Jinzhong who always smiles elegantly.

To his surprise, he heard Duanmu Yuhan say to Shui Yanqing from the bottom of his heart: "To me, you are a beautiful miracle."

Jimo Ze took a closer look, and saw Duanmu Yuhan put his hand on the cloak and put it around Shui Yanqing's waist.

Suddenly, inexplicably, he felt a sour feeling welling up in his heart.

A few steps forward, he came up to the two of them, staring at Duanmu Yuhan's hand around her waist with erratic eyes, and after a haha, he said unceremoniously: "My lord happened to pass by here, I didn't expect The two of you are fighting with each other, but the military situation is urgent, so I'm sorry, Yuhan, what about this person, I'm going to take her away today."

Shui Yanqing didn't know that Jimoze was out of the way halfway, and she was thinking about the deep meaning of Duanmu Yuhan's words, but Jimoze straightened her and stood up, causing her back to hurt and she couldn't help it Biting her lower lip, she glared at Jimo Ze, and shouted, "Ah! It hurts! Can't you take it easy?!"

Jimo Ze didn't know that Shui Yanqing was injured on the shoulder, and he panicked for a while, so he let go of the hand that was holding Shui Yanqing tightly, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

Duanmu Yuhan also got up and stood still, gently took Shui Yanqing's hand in front of Jimoze's ground, and said softly and softly: "Maybe the wound is broken, I will sprinkle some medicine powder on you, and you will recover soon point."

(End of this chapter)

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