Dong Rui thought he was joking, but when he turned around, he looked calm and his eyes were stern. He didn't look like he was joking at all.

"As soon as we left the border, the city gate was closed. They didn't want us to go back. What do you think Nangong Yan wanted to do after chasing him now?" He Lingchuan clenched his fist and made a clicking sound.

Dong Rui suddenly said: "No way, they even dare to attack the foreign envoy Mou?"

"It doesn't matter, we'll find out after the fight." He Lingchuan let out a low voice, "Find a good terrain and don't let them escape for a while!"

"Okay!" Dong Rui laughed, "You are finally willing to kill people happily!"

No matter what the purpose is, since Nangong Yan attacks them, don't blame them for being rude in their courtesy.

As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow hit him in the back of the heart, but was knocked away by a slap from the crouching ghost ape.

Ever since he came to the Shining Gold Plains, the poverty here, the hopelessness here, the chaos and pain here, as well as everyone's habit of taking all this for granted, made He Lingchuan feel a little restless in his heart.

At this time, he didn't mind taking out his anger on the pursuers behind him.

He Lingchuan was no longer a young boy who had just entered Bejia and had to be careful to survive under the watchful eyes of the powerful and the gods.

He is the master of admiration for goodness, and he is the one that both Lingshan and Beijia should seriously win over.

A strong person must have a strong mentality.

He didn't need to give way to Nangong Yan and his minions who were chasing behind him.

Kill and that's it!

In the blink of an eye, the two men rushed into the small valley pointed by Dong Rui with their pursuers. The farther they went in, the lower the terrain became, and the mountains closed here, leaving no other way out.

Both parties are very satisfied with this terrain.

He Lingchuan and the two men slowed down their horses, and the pursuers approached in an instant. He Lingchuan counted more carefully and found that there were actually one hundred, thirty or forty riders.

The colors of the armor of the dozen or so cavalrymen running at the front were obviously different.

The tiger came towards He Lingchuan, squatted down to the ground for the last time, and jumped up so fast that it left an afterimage.

Its forelimbs are thicker than those of a tiger, and its single pounce shows more power than Jiao Yu.

Of course He Lingchuan was not afraid, but his mount was just an ordinary horse. When the tiger roared and pounced, his legs were so frightened that he tripped when he was about to turn around.

The tiger turned its head before it could pounce on the horse. It moved quickly because the rider on the horse had already jumped away.
Chapter completed!