Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

When being tied up by Young Master Ce, she threw the arrow out of the window resolutely, thinking that if she could escape, she would come to the school to retrieve the Mingdi arrow.

Where Mingdi shoots, everyone must follow me to shoot, and those who do not obey will be cut off.

In order to establish her prestige, she killed the family members and cronies who did not obey the order, and finally the Huns were perfectly controlled by her, and she killed the incompetent old Shanyu, the superior!

The Mingdi Arrow was invented by her, the only sounding arrow in the world, and there is no possibility of imitation. Before going to Xianyang, all the Huns were informed that seeing the Mingdi Arrow is a token, and seeing the Mingdi Arrow is like seeing Shanyu.

The symbol of the Huns was engraved on the secret part of the arrow, which is the second encryption of the token, so as to ensure that the Huns she meets can identify Shan Yu's identity to the greatest extent. This method can be called relatively advanced.

As the largest political center in Xianyang, there will inevitably be caravans entering the city every day. Even foreigners, as long as they abide by the law, it is easy to register and enter the city.As long as the Huns' caravan was found, it would not be difficult for Shan Yu to flee back to the northern border.

Mao Dun rolled all over his body, and his coarse linen clothes were so dirty that they could compete with beggars, but now he doesn't care about hygiene anymore.

"I remember it was thrown here. Could it be that someone took it away as garbage?" Mo Dun murmured in a low voice, leaning on a wooden stick, searching while walking.

Just as she was about to go to the school's garbage disposal pile to look for Mingdi, and pick up some leftovers and rotten vegetables, a window of a single house near the school's security zone was slightly opened, as if to ventilate.

Through the gap in the window, she saw that the Mingdi arrow was placed on the table in the bedroom. Inside was a young woman in green radish and plain clothes. She acted like an ancient sage, doing whatever she wanted without breaking the rules.

This person is a bit like a delicate variety that needs to add two ginseng plants to drink water.

She pondered for a moment, then said: "For the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, this is considered old. I should be able to beat this."

Leaning on crutches, Mao Dun moved slowly and vigilantly to the door, knocked on the door, and said, "Hello, I'm—"

After opening the door, Yan Qing saw that Mao Dun immediately interrupted her self-acceptance, turned and went back to the room, "Wait a minute."

Then, Yan Qing handed her a plate of black leftovers, her smile was full of pity and kindness.

The dignified leader of the Xiongnu tribe, even if he can't be called the pride of heaven, how can he be humiliated as a beggar!

"..."

Mao Dun took the plate with both hands, poured it into the fur skin picked up on the road to keep warm, and she pointed to the Mingdi arrow on the case.

"That's mine. My mark is engraved on the arrowhead. My lord, can you return it to me?"

The Hun girl lowered her head and said politely.

"Huh? My daughter picked it up on the road."

Yan Qing turned her body sideways, allowing Maodun, who was covered in filth, to come in, chatting and laughing with the benevolence of Confucian scholars, but also mixed with the love of Mohists.

"If it is really yours, the lost property should be returned to the owner, but how to prove it?"

This beautiful woman is really gentle and kind...

Mao Dun was moved to the point of crying, this was the first normal person she had seen since entering Qin Dynasty, tightly holding the Ming Dy arrow, tears filled her eyes.

"Mother, why are you here?" Mo Yan greeted outside the door, and quickly walked into the house, "Master Ce's young fiancée Yu was assassinated, and the child's room was so smashed that the roof was left, and he almost died. It’s a mess to check outsiders, so go back quickly.”

Hey, to be reasonable, I was the one who almost died!

Mao Dun heard the word "Yu" tremble, his legs couldn't help shaking, he grabbed the Ming Dy arrow and moved towards Yan Qing's side.

After finishing speaking, Mo Yan looked at Mao Dun, "Who are you? I've never seen someone like you in the school."

"Don't move!" Mao Dun pointed his arrow at Yan Qing's neck quickly, "If you dare to come over, I will kill her and back off! Listen to me, or I will do something irrational, don't blame me! Who I also don't want a weak woman to spend her time, give me food, drink, and money, whatever you want, I'll go right away."

Yan Qing turned her head, and persuaded in a gentle voice: "My child, you are still young, why do you have to go to a dead end, surrender yourself to serve in the army, I will forgive this little joke."

"Stop talking nonsense! A vase must have the consciousness of a vase. As long as you escape, I swear to the Dragon God that I will never kill you."

Mo Yan left the room immediately after Yan Qing was tied up, and turned to greet her subordinates to prepare the white cloth and candles for the funeral.

"A few cuts on the face of a flowery woman will not look good, you all prepare quickly!" Mo Dun regained his dignity as a warrior, and his voice became louder and louder, "My lord, surrender yourself!" It’s impossible, it’s impossible in a lifetime, don’t force the stupid idea of ​​persuading people to be kind to wolves in the first place. This time, it will improve your memory and don’t use kindness indiscriminately.”

"I gave you face, didn't I?"

Yan Qing's gentle temperament is gone, replaced by the cruelty of a bear, the type that knocks down a mountain tiger with a slap.

"Did I give you face!"

The elbow was pushed backwards, sinking into the girl's lower abdomen. For a moment, it seemed as if she could hear the movement of the viscera shifting, and then bent along her arm, clamping the small wrist of the Hun girl, and she could not pull it out no matter how much she resisted.

Yan Qing smiled and saw that Mao Dun's face became a little pale and hopeless.

"This familiar expression reminds me of the little bitch I met when I was a young girl."

With a sound of swiping, Yan Qing directly threw Maodun out the window like trash.

"what!!!"

"Mother, did you kill that man?" Mo Yan quietly opened the door and asked.

"No, the crime is not fatal, but her arm will be very painful these two days, and she can't escape far with her body bent." Yan Qing emphasized the word "very", and didn't break the bone directly, just dislocation. "The man took the arrow on your table away, is it all right?"

"Mm... no."

Mo Yan blinked, and opened the wooden box in the corner, revealing a whole box of Ming Dy arrows, which were reproduced so that they were made by Mao Dun himself, and even the hidden symbols of the arrows were the same.

"Yesterday, I researched the structure of that arrow. It can make a sound when it is shot. It is very interesting. Today, I made thousands of arrows with the scientific research team and sold five boxes outside the Xianyang hunting ground. One Qin half and two or three arrows are suitable for adults and children. If you like them all, just throw one away.”

The Mohist technology is shocking.

Mo Yan thought so confidently in her heart.

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