Genius Demon Empress

Haha - there must be corpses everywhere in Fontaine County at this moment, those untouchables should expose their corpses to the wilderness and let the hungry vultures devour them, this is the fate of disobeying the Viscount, said the Viscount Moore riding his favorite Gaolu sweat horse , Humming the little tune of the gods, he led an elite squad from Bailu County to rush here overnight with great prestige.

Despite the cold wind, even though there was no nephrite jade to hug his arms, the savage wolf cub blood that remained in Viscount Moore's bones was boiling with passion.

Viscount, the front is the ice lake area, pay attention to the horses, let the soldiers dismount and walk, the old butler Bates stopped the Viscount who was dazzled by joy. In front of the lake, the soldiers who had escaped last time were said to have been ambushed in this area.

It's just that the viscount was so angry that day that he kicked several soldiers to death, and he didn't even determine where the specific threat was.

The old butler, Batesyin, had repeatedly persuaded the Viscount before he set off. Fontaine County is no longer the original Fontaine County. Even if the young lord is not from the duke's mansion, his background must not be simple. It's a pity that the conceited and arrogant Viscount Can't listen.

Listening to the whistling north wind and seeing the feather-like snow, the old housekeeper Batesin always felt that something was wrong.

How could there be no movement in such a large-scale tide of mountain beasts.

Or is it that the remaining villagers in Fontaine County have long since collapsed under the tide of mountain beasts?

It's just a frozen lake. With a bloody horse, I can pass by with my eyes closed, Viscount Moore snorted coldly. The horse under his crotch is a fifth-grade black horse, which can gallop on any terrain. On the ground, even in the snow, you can walk on the snow without a trace.

Seeing that the Viscount Moore did not listen to dissuasion, and there was no sign of an ambush in Fontaine County, the old butler Bates could only wrap his cloak tightly, and ordered the soldiers to be careful to dismount. Go forward in the snow.

After several days of wind and snow, the icy lake, which was frozen hard again, looked like a mirror, and the horses filed across the icy lake.

Haha, the last village in Fontaine County is ahead, soldiers, charge forward, Viscount Moore tore off his heavy cloak, revealing his body armor, holding a long sword in his hand.

Master Viscount, be careful where you step, just as Viscount Moore shouted, countless black sucker-shaped leaves drilled out of the seemingly hard frozen ground under his feet, like a black wildfire, burning Come.

The horses only felt that the hooves were icy cold, and the black leaves firmly attracted the horses, and the slow-reacting horses were already trapped in it.

The rest of the horses were frightened, neighed, and fled in all directions, despite the soldiers on horseback always

Viscount Moore's blood-sweat horse was already a bit sexual. When the group of horses panicked, its four hooves were still very steady. The root kicked away.

The old butler, Bates, was worthy of being from the army. Facing the raid of Liaoyuan poisonous algae, he immediately took out the ropes on the horse's back and shouted loudly: Take out the non-slip ropes, line them up, gather everyone's strength, don't panic, let's go together! Retreat to the ice lake.

The surrounding snow fields were all covered with white snow, the depth of the snow was unknown, and it was unknown how many poisonous weeds were hidden.

Hearing the old housekeeper's call, the soldiers who looked like headless flies immediately took off the ropes and put them on their companions, one rope connected to the other, and the horses and soldiers lined up in a file.

Dozens of military horses worked together to finally get rid of the entanglement of the prototoxic algae.

After finally withdrawing from the poisonous algae area, only the sound of buzzing buzzing was heard. At this time, the soldiers were already frightened. When they looked up, they were terrified.

A large group of giant-winged mosquitoes with ferocious faces and rapidly flapping wings came to kill them. The sucking thorns on each mosquito's mouth were as thick as needle tubes, which made people feel horrified.

Protect the viscount, make a surprise attack. In front of the astonishing mosquitoes, those soldiers didn't care about the viscount. They jumped off their horses in a panic, regardless of trampling their comrades down, wishing they could wrap their cloaks around their bodies, even Fleeing and crawling.

Viscount Moore's self-cultivation is not weak, but he is as timid as a mouse. In front of the mosquito swarms that are coming from the environment, his first thought is to run away. He kept kicking the belly of the steed under his crotch. Normally, he would praise his steed for walking the snow without a trace, and it was extremely fast, but now he wished to put another pair of wings on the horse to go as far as it could go.

Regardless of his subordinates and the old housekeeper Betsin who fell from the horse's back, he urged the horse to run faster and run faster.

Master Viscount, when he was flustered, Viscount Moore felt that someone had warmed his ears, but when he looked back, it was empty, Where are you going?

Demon, monster, everything that happened just now seemed so unusual, Viscount Moore screamed, and wanted to jump off the horse, but he didn't know that his belt was hanging on the saddle, and he jumped too flustered, right Just as his foot hit the ground, his left foot got stuck in the saddle.

At this time, a giant-winged mosquito king bit the horse's butt very well at the right time. The sweaty horse hissed in pain, the horse headed forward, and galloped away. Viscount Moore was crying and sweating. Out of embarrassment.

After all, Viscount Moore was also a nobleman. If he died in the territory of the duke's mansion, those who were interested in the imperial capital would inevitably use this as an excuse to embarrass the young master Yue Minzhi in the imperial capital.

Yue Jinghua weighed the next bag from the saddle, which was filled with some personal belongings of Viscount Moore.

The old butler, Bates, fell down in the snow, staring at his master running away in embarrassment.

In the wind and snow, there was a pleasant smile, and a figure appeared in front of him, as if thinking of something, Bates got up in a hurry, and wanted to run away, but before he ran away a few steps, he saw a huge pain in his right shoulder , Looking back, I saw a handsome young woman in the snow.

Holding a stringless jade bow and arrow in her hand, the young woman looked respectful and shouted at the man who had just appeared behind the old housekeeper: Master, this servant has already captured this old man.

Hongling, how many times have I said that you should be more polite to your guests. Especially when the other party is a guest from Bailu County, the old butler Bates had an extra hand on his shoulder, and that hand suddenly slammed force.

Crack, the old butler Bates rolled his eyes. Before he realized it, his shoulders were half short and dislocated abruptly.

Seeing this, Hong Ling curled her lips, she was still polite, the most rude would be someone like her own young lady.