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chapter one hundred and eighty nine.

The messy footsteps came down from the familiar mountain road, and the Green Yuanbaoyi clan uncle was the one who followed the Luo family's servants. They no longer had the warmth of the past, and everyone's faces showed a look of panic.

They should indeed panic.

Forced to calm down, Luo Nanchuan, the uncle of the Yuanbaoyi clan of the Luo family, forced a ugly smile, and waved his hands with a sweat all over his head.

"It's General Mao! I haven't seen you for a long time, the general looks good!"

"It's good! Fire!"

Before he could finish his words, Mao Jue had already tilted his head. Although Sun Chun, the genius cannon leader, did not come, several gunners also carried out his orders without hesitation. With the whistling sound, several light spots dragged the black smoke to the sky, and then fell down fiercely.

Hum~

Large areas of rubble collapsed from the towering and gorgeous Xiu Tower, thick walls collapsed, and the solid Huangshan wood burst into thin filaments. The high-rise Luo Family Manor collapsed for a small half. The high-rise building could no longer protect the powerful privileges of the Luo Family in this world. Panic shouts came from inside, and the servants fled in scattered.

"stop!"

A loud and pleasant sound finally rang among the crowd. Luo Nanchuan, who was sitting on the ground, rolled and jumped up again, tremblingly huddled on the side.

"Miss!"

"General Mao, Luo Ning asked himself that since the general went to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, there will be no rudeness and negligence. The general is not the kind of treacherous person. But today, why did the general fight against my Luo family manor?"

“No negligence?”

The cannon was so hot that it was so hot that Mao Jue could not continue to look handsome. He lowered his head, and the dull laughter kept coming, echoing in the ears of a group of Luo family members, which made Luo Ning's originally calm face unable to hold back, and a stream of uncontrollable tremors appeared.

Suddenly, Mao Jue pulled open his clothes, and the two new injuries on his shoulders and lower abdomen were particularly conspicuous.

Looking at the two places, Luo Ning's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

The protagonist's halo, poisoned and fell off the cliff, but finally gained peerless martial arts. That is the plot in martial arts novels. If Mao Jue hadn't had a great life, he drifted to the sea along the tributary of the Qiantang River and met a fisherman, spending money to save his life, he would have died of bleeding. Fortunately, these idiots were very arrogant and had not planned to kill people in a strict manner. He was just perfunctory to send people downstream to find them, so he was able to survive.

So, they can’t be strict, but Mao Jue can’t!

"Indeed, Luo Ning, you and I will have old friends, so I will give you this opportunity! In an incense stick of time, hand over Luo Zhen, the Luo family manor is safe and sound, otherwise..."

Without Mao Jue continuing, the sharps beside him had already shown the result. In the flashing light of the torch, the black-painted bayonet still emitted a cold light. The Luo family had no doubts. If they did not agree, Mao Jue only needed to wave his hand gently. The hundreds of Luo family members would no longer exist tonight.

An incense burner was placed on the table. Seeing the burning incense burning on it, the Luo family members all swallowed their saliva with a rumble.

Amid the footsteps of Zexu, more and more pirate troops carried the guys through the avenue by the West Lake. Some of them were dripping with blood on their knives, and they could not see their heads in front and tails in the back. This scene has not appeared for decades, which has added the psychological pressure of the Luo family.

When the wind blew, half of the incense ash fell, and a low slap hit the hearts of the Luo family like a heavy hammer. The fire seemed to burn extremely quickly in the night wind of West Lake. When the time came, the last third of the incense was left. Finally, the majesty established by Luo Ning on weekdays collapsed.

"Miss! Since General Mao meets the eldest son, let them meet!"

Lost on the ground, Luo Nanchuan shivered and pulled Luo Ning's skirt, tremblingly raised his head and begged. Another member of the Luo family next to him simply sat on the ground and cried loudly.

"Miss, my family's lives are all in your hands!"

"Let that bastard Luo Zhen come out!"

"Miss, don't let him implicate us all!"

It seemed that he was impatient, and Mao Jue had no interest in watching here, and he focused his attention on Hangzhou City not far away. A few more miles away, the vanguard was about to force the city.

But no matter how these relatives cursed and wailed, Luo Ning seemed to have not heard it. He held her delicate feather fan in his arms, looked at the bayonet that was so close to him with a blank expression.

But at this moment, waves of noise came from the back of the manor. In an instant, Luo Ning's pupils dilated to the extreme. Like a little chicken being caught, Luo Zhen was carried off from the back mountain by several particularly burly soldiers, carrying the collar and sleeves. The baggage behind him was still bulging. At this time, this young man was no longer as powerful as the previous day, and was as limp as a little chicken. Until he saw Luo Ning, he came back, danced and shouted like a madman.

"Big sister! Find a way! Don't look at me stupidly, save me! I am the only male in our Luo family's direct line, hurry up!"

"Haha, it seems that Mr. Luo really doesn't like me, a vulgar martial artist. Don't worry, I'm just a bodyguard and escort you to see your Brother Wu! You guys, wait for Mr. Luo to go on the road."

This incident had a great impact on Mao Jue. Who would have thought that the scholars who had never known each other would kill him? This world does not require hatred, and interests can waving the butcher knife to each other. Their psychology once again became a little darker. Mao Jue's smile was also a little evil like Dong Xie, and he waved his hand with a sinister smile.

Maoliu led the horse over, and the military man behind him stuffed the grand Master Luo to the cart that was pushing the animal forage, turned over the horse, and tied the armor again. Mao Jue turned around and left as agreed. The Luo family members sat limply on the ground like an amnesty, gasping violently after the disaster.

However, a large drop of sweat dripped from Luo Ning's forehead, and the soldiers holding sharp guns did not leave at all. A heart-wrenching aura emanated from these military men, causing her back to sweat, but she was silent.

"General Mao, wait!"

"Oh? What's wrong with Miss Luo?"

He had just ridden a war horse and turned around in surprise. Mao Jue still had a smile on his face, but the coldness in his smile could not be concealed.

He didn't dare to stay for a second, Luo Ning ran quickly towards the mountain road with his skirt. The soldiers on both sides immediately pressed in front of her with bayonets, and were still three or four meters away from Mao Jue. Luo Ning didn't push forward and fell to the ground, knocking her little head to the ground.

"General Mao wants Hangzhou City, Wu Qing, Song Yi and Chen Jiaojiao and others? The Luo family is willing to help General Mao with his arm!"

"Do you think my cannon can't take Hangzhou?"

With a calm smile, Mao Jue's face finally became gloomy. He seemed to be quite disdainful and turned his head behind him. Several cannon trucks were being pushed into the team, and the heavy wheels were pressing out several ruts.

"General Mao's artillery fire is sharp, so the city walls in Hangzhou naturally cannot resist it. However, Japanese pirates do not have cannons!"

It seemed to have responded to the smart look of the female shopkeeper on weekdays. Although Luo Ning was kneeling on the ground, her delicate face was full of confidence.

"The Luo family can let the general enter the city, and they will enter the city tonight!"

"Do you think this will allow me to let Luo Zhen go?"

The slap on his stomach, Mao Jue's expression became colder and colder. When he came to this era, he had to abide by the universal rules of this era. Even if Luo Ning risked quarrel and exterminated the clan, he dragged the entire Luo family into the water, Mao Jue didn't want to let go of this guy who killed Qin Niang, let alone that this guy killed Su Yi and almost died! He was irreconcilable!

"The general wants to let out this breath, Luo Ning understands! But he is dead and he is not at the top of the ground. Doesn't the general want to take revenge more happily?"

"oh?"

Finally, Mao Jue got off the horse and walked to Luo Ning. Listening to her soft murmur, Mao Jue finally nodded.

"Big sister!"

As trembling as if sieve, Luo Zhen was finally pulled out of the hay cart. Looking at Luo Ning who was following Mao Jue, she seemed to see a savior, struggling with her shoulders under her pressed, and trying desperately to squeeze over. However, this time Luo Ning did not pounce on her as before, protecting him behind her, and a dull look appeared on her face.

Buzz ~

In Luo Zhen's fearful look, Mao Jue's knife was unsheathed.

Click~

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Blood scattered with screams, and fell to the ground, holding half of his legs. The white-faced scholar screamed with all his might. He couldn't feel the pain when he shot the crossbow on someone else, but the knife slashed on himself, and then he knew what it meant to hurt. In the broken leg, blood splattered out, rubbing blood on his sleeve neatly. Mao Jue inserted the knife back into the scabbard, and then walked towards his war horse again.

"Give you a quarter of an hour!"

The artery bleeding was a life-threatening person, and he didn't dare to delay it for a second. Luo Ning immediately ran to the Luo family manor, and while running, he was also giving hurried instructions.

"Luoyi, Luo Yu, hurry up and take out all the best lake silk to stop the bleeding for the eldest young master! Luo Qing, go and find the old dragon doctor immediately! Uncle Luo Wu, Uncle Luo Liu, you, take the guards, follow me, follow me..."
Chapter completed!
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