Empress, your husband is invincible

Ye Cheng tiptoed his feet to the courtyard wall, and he jumped up abruptly. With just a few jumps, he blocked in front of the bandits.

The bandit just ran with his head down, not paying attention to Ye Cheng's movement at all.

After bumping into Ye Cheng's outstretched arm, it immediately flew upside down like a kite with a broken string!

"Eh..."

The impact was so severe that the bandit lay on the ground clutching his chest for a long time without being able to get up.

Ye Cheng lowered his head and picked up the ring knife, walked slowly to him, and looked at him coldly:
"runs fast?"

The bandit raised his head, and was about to swear a few foul words when he suddenly heard a clear bone cracking sound.

Before he could recover, a heart-piercing pain came from his legs!
"Ow!"

Hearing the bandit's miserable howl, Ye Cheng grinned, and lifted the cloth shoe soaked in red blood from his right leg.

Leaning over to pick him up, Ye Cheng asked Zhang Laoer and Zhuang Yan who were following:
"Have you found all the cellars in the village?"

Zhang Lao Er glared bitterly at the bandit that Ye Cheng was carrying, and said respectfully to him:

"Benefactor, Xiaozhuang Engong and I only searched Beizhai once. We were about to go back and search again, but these two bastards came out of nowhere..."

Lifting the bandit in his hand high, Ye Cheng looked at him coldly.

The severe pain in the bandit's mind, nicknamed the third child, disappeared in an instant - looking at Ye Cheng's eyes, he only felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave in the cold sky, and there was no other feeling except the cold ...

"I'll give you a chance to die, only once."

Ye Cheng looked at him and spoke coldly.

"Besides you two, are there other bandits?"

The third child shivered subconsciously, stretching his legs that were as limp as noodles, and breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"Master Hui, we still have some accomplices, and they should be distributing the spoils at the entrance of the village to the west at this moment. You go there to find them, and make sure you find one!"

After a pause, the third child cried and begged:
"The villain is just an ordinary hunter in the nearby Wangjia Village, who did such a conscienceless thing after being captured by them up the mountain.

The villain already knew he was wrong, sir, you have a lot of adults, so please forgive the villain! "

"Wangjiacun? Your accent doesn't look like someone from around Gyeonggi."

Ye Cheng sneered, and threw him directly to Zhang Lao Er.

"Brother Zhang, save this guy's life, wait until the village entrance, and see the rest of the living people in your village before making other plans."

"Don't worry, benefactor, I have a measure!"

With a smirk, Zhang's second child picked up the third child from the ground who had almost fainted from the pain, and dragged him like a dead dog to follow Ye Cheng to the entrance of the village.

Zhuang Yan followed Zhang's second child, and whenever the third child was about to pass out from pain, he would "inadvertently" kick his broken leg.

Before reaching the entrance of the village, the third son of the bandit almost only had the air to vent, not the air to enter...

Dozens of surviving men, women and children surrounded the village entrance of Songjiazhai.

From a long distance, Ye Cheng could clearly feel the grief between them.

Ye Cheng deliberately averted his eyes to the second child of the Zhang family.

His gaze swept over the familiar faces that were all looking at him, Zhang's second child's eyes turned red instantly, and he threw the dragged third child into the crowd.

Not too much nonsense, the second child Zhang just pointed at the third child:
"Folks, this bastard is the one who slaughtered our village, the only surviving bandit!
Revenge for revenge, revenge for resentment!
You say, how should we kill him? "

The anger of the surviving villagers was instantly ignited like a volcano!

"It's a shitty thing! You pay back the lives of my uncle's family!"

"Old man, I have to eat a piece of this donkey's flesh!"

"You son of a bitch, come here! This bastard is the thief who killed your parents! Go, stab him!"

For a moment, apart from the surrounding surviving villagers, the third child had no room to stay.

In the blink of an eye, the villagers regained their sanity, and the place where the third child was paralyzed just now was completely left with a bloody mess...

Zhuang Shuanglin had already regained his senses, and after hugging Li Baijing in his arms, he calmly ordered to Zhuang Yan:

"Zhuang Yan, you go back yourself, call the Phoenix Feather Guard in the manor, and personally escort these surviving villagers to the manor."

Turning to look at Ye Cheng, Zhuang Shuanglin said again:
"Mr. Ye, I'm afraid those bandits will come to take revenge if they don't see their companions. Please stay here and guard them first."

Ye Cheng turned his head and glanced at the surviving villagers who were looking at them, then took a deep look at Li Baijing in Zhuang Shuanglin's arms, and nodded slightly.

"You take Bai Jing back first. If you have any questions, try to find Feng Hao at the Dongba Institute in the imperial city."

Zhuang Shuanglin lowered his eyebrows, and he was talking about Li Baijing carefully supporting the back of the horse, turning on the horse, and galloping the horse towards the direction of Huangdu City.

After Zhuang Shuanglin left, Zhuang Yan rode his horse back to the farm.

Zhang Laoer was describing the benefits of the Wuhou Mansion Farm to the surviving villagers, and persuaded them to leave Songjiazhai.

In fact, even if he didn't need to waste his time, most of these villagers would not stay here anymore.

Ye Cheng glanced around, and jumped onto a thick and thin maple tree surrounded by several people outside the village entrance.

This maple tree is not known how old it is, and its branches and leaves are luxuriant, as high as tens of feet.Standing on its branches, you can see the scene for miles around.

When it was almost dark, Zhuang Yan returned to Songjiazhai with a dozen or so phoenix-feathered guards and a dozen or so carriages.

I don't know how this guy fooled me. Some elderly people who refused to leave the Songjiazhai finally let go of their obsessions and boarded the carriage to the Wuhou Manor.

Dozens of carriages followed the Phoenix Feather Guards, winding forward end to end.

Ye Cheng rode a horse and followed at the tail of the team.

I don't know if they didn't receive the news at all, or no one cared about the life and death of this wave of bandits at all. Until Ye Cheng escorted the carriage to the manor smoothly, the rumored bandit army didn't move at all.

There was no time to ask Marco to come to inquire. After watching the surviving villagers live in the vacant low courtyards of the manor one by one under the proper arrangement of Housekeeper Xiao, Ye Cheng took Zhuang Yan and rode back to Huangdu City.

Li Baijing's injury never worried the two of them...

Holding a torch and riding all the way back to Huangdu City, Ye Cheng and Zhuang Yan encountered something that they had never thought of before.

Huangdu City has already reached the curfew time, there is no order from the general guarding the city, even if Zhuang Yan coerces and lures him, and struggles with his tongue - the two of them could not enter the city...

After the communication was fruitless, Zhuang Yan scolded with dry mouth and tongue:
"Holy shit! The defenders of Ximen are Huang Yi's people!"