The black tiger died immediately, and the injured position would not be fatal with one blow.

He is not as lucky as the bandit Xiaomao, and he will die quickly.

The black tiger fell to the ground, supporting his body with both hands and trying to get up, but his lower body was out of control...

He could even clearly see the wound on his abdomen, red and green, slowly flowing out.

He could clearly feel the loss of his life, but he could watch it without any help.

“Ah~~~!”

“Ah~~~!”

"ah!!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream came from the valley far and wide.

None of the nineteen bandits dared to look at their boss. Some turned their heads, some simply closed their eyes, and some were timid and afraid of death, and their bodies were already trembling like sieve!

Little Eleven, who was lying on the hillside, couldn't help but shake.

The black tiger's scream made her feel goosebumps.

Lin Wanyue stood there, looking down at the black tiger condescendingly until the black tiger's face slowly turned pale yellow, which was a dying color.

The intestines on the ground had some red and green things flowing along the incision of the black tiger's abdomen.

Lin Wanyue took a knife and took two steps forward, stepping on it without any mind.

At this time, the black tiger was already breathing in a gulp, rolling his eyes uncontrollably.

Lin Wanyue's face had already blurred in his eyes...

With the sound of a weapon splitting the air, it came.

The blood splattered again, but it was not as high as Xiaomao's squirt just now.

The black tiger's head dropped to the ground with a "pop", and then rolled aside.

...

In many battles with the Huns, Lin Wanyue would choose to use beheading to solve the injured and dying Huns.

Because when Lin Wanyue was a child, she listened to a legend with her younger brother Feixing and told a peddler in the entertainment industry: A person who was beheaded and killed will not enter the cycle of reincarnation.

With a "bang", a bandit who couldn't help but be curious looked at the Black Tiger, and then his legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground.

He looked at Lin Wanyue in fear and let out a low whimper, his whole body trembled, and a warm yellow liquid flowed between his legs, and a foul stinking came out.

In fact, I was so scared that I was incontinent...

After a few more whimpers, they came to an abrupt end. At this time, the valley was so quiet that nineteen bandits gathered together like wooden stakes, standing together, no one dared to move, and even breathed with caution.

Lin Wanyue didn't pay attention to this at all. She slowly squatted down, then pulled up one of the black tiger's arms, then rubbed the sword against the clean fabric on the black tiger's arms, and wiped the blood on it.

The sun shone down, and the sword reflected a shaking whiteness.

Lin Wanyue stood up, returned to the donkey cart, and whispered: "Xian'er, sit inside, don't look out, we're leaving."

Then he pulled the reins and continued slowly towards the outside of the valley...

No one dared to stop the nineteen bandits holding weapons.

It was not until Lin Wanyue and Li Xian's donkey cart completely disappeared into the valley that the nineteen bandits were able to "thaw".

Some shouted, some whimpered, some threw away their weapons and turned around and ran away.

The last nineteen bandits all scattered in different directions, but no one cared about Xiaomao and the Black Tiger.

The crowd dispersed, and Xiao Shiyi and Yu Xian walked down on the hillside.

When the two of them saw the mess in the valley up close, they looked at each other.

All saw a thrilling and incredible look in the other person's eyes...

Lin Wanyue put away her sword, jumped onto the shaft, waved the whip in her hand, and the donkey cart ran away again.

Lin Wanyue was silent, and Li Xian, who was sitting in the carriage, did not speak.

...

After walking for another half an hour, the donkey cart suddenly stopped and Lin Wanyue jumped off the shaft.

"Xian'er, I'll go and wash it, you wait."

Li Xian sat upright in the carriage and sighed almost indifferently. Since Lin Wanyue came back, she could always smell the bloody smell from the air.

Li Xian picked up the curtain of the car and got off the donkey cart. He saw Lin Wanyue squatting by a stream, with her left hand hanging down to her side, and her right hand slowly flipping water on her face.

Li Xian approached and saw a few red threads suddenly appearing in the originally clear stream.

Li Xian stood behind Lin Wanyue and watched. Until the redness no longer appeared in the stream, she said softly: "Is there any injury?"

Lin Wanyue was silent for a while before replied depressedly: "It doesn't matter."

"show me?"

Lin Wanyue lowered her head, and the smooth and clear water flowing light could tell people.

She looked at her slightly swaying shadow, and as she looked at her, she suddenly felt that she was a little unfamiliar with her inside.

Lin Wanyue remembers that there is also a stream in Chanjuan Village, and the water flow is as clear and smooth as this. At that time, Lin Wanyue likes to squat by the stream and look at herself with her twin buns in the water.

In a flash, it seemed that many years had passed, and Lin Wanyue felt that she had not looked at herself carefully like this for a long time.

She became darker and grew up, and her facial features seemed to be the same as her childhood, and it seemed to be different again.

Li Xian looked at Lin Feixing, who was squatting beside the water, shrank into a ball, like a stone, motionless, and deaf ear to his words.

Li Xian was helpless: No one dared to ignore her like this, but she had no choice but to use Lin Feixing.

She suddenly realized that Lin Feixing seemed to have never been afraid of her from the beginning.

It seems that the eldest princess is in front of this person, she has no "status" at all...

Finally, Li Xian had to walk to Lin Wanyue's left, squatted down slowly, and turned to look at Lin Wanyue's left arm that had been hanging still.

Sure enough, there was a horizontal incision on it. Although it was not as serious as the time when fighting against the Huns, the wound was not small, and blood was leaking outward...

Li Xian raised her hand and stopped her fingers above Lin Wanyue's wound: "Does it hurt?"

...

Seeing Lin Feixing "ignore" him again, Li Xian smiled so angry: This Lin Feixing, he had not blamed him for putting himself in danger, but he had a bad time first...

"Are you unhappy?"

"Um……"

"Why?" Li Xian stared at Lin Wanyue's side face. When Lin Wanyue heard her problem, a hint of confusion flashed across her face.

"I killed someone..."

Lin Wanyue stared at the stream flowing by in a daze, her eyes were so empty that she didn't want to kill them, but in the end she not only did not control herself, but instead used the cruelest means to deal with the Huns!

Li Xian was a little surprised when he heard Lin Wanyue's answer. Although the investigation about Lin Feixing was not perfect, Li Xian asked himself that he had collected it in detail. Li Xian also had a general understanding of Lin Feixing's "situation" of combat over the past two years. Will such a person be unhappy because of "killing"?

"You are not..."

"That's different, the Huns, they owe me human life, and they pay their blood debts."

"That Feixing means, is it better for those bandits to kill me today, and then you will feel better if you kill them?"

Lin Wanyue turned her head suddenly and widened her eyes: "Of course not, how could I let them hurt you!"

After saying that, Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian's warm eyes and understood.

Lin Wanyue slowly turned her head and was silent for a long time. Fang sighed lightly and sat cross-legged by the stream.

"Xian'er, am I too a woman?"

"Yes."

Hearing Li Xian's affirmative answer, Lin Wanyue was silent again.

Li Xian smiled and continued, "But in my opinion, Feixing, you are just not very experienced and kind."

I was a little tired of squatting, so Li Xian simply sat on the ground with her knees in her arms.

Then he continued, "I know your skills. The excellent soldiers who have been training on the front line troops all year round. Even if those bandits are strong, they cannot be your opponent. But you still try to solve the problem through negotiation. This is your kindness. However, those bandits bully the weak and are afraid of the strong and test you and design you, but you have not seen it. Fortunately, their abilities are insufficient, otherwise you and I will be in danger today."

Li Xian's words hit the nail on the head, and Lin Wanyue asked herself: She was indeed trapped, and she really didn't see it at all. If the Black Tiger hadn't been angry and attacked her with a knife later, she might not have realized that she had been trapped.

Li Xian looked at Lin Wanyue's side face and said earnestly: "Flying Star, people's hearts are sinister. Using their own yardstick to measure everyone's words and deeds is destined to suffer losses, especially for kind people."

"Xian'er, I'm sorry, I almost let the bandits hurt you today..."

"It's great to know that mistakes can improve. Since I'm unscathed, Feixing doesn't have to worry too much about what hasn't really happened."

"……Thanks."

"Flying Star..."

Li Xian opened her mouth, but what Qing Yan said to her that day was kneeling in the tent: "But the princess, the person who is too smart is difficult to control. Lin Feixing can detect that the news is wrong and correct it in time before he can get it. If he gets the princess's teachings, it will be even more difficult to control in the future."

Li Xian was a little hesitant. At this time, Lin Feixing was like a piece of white paper. Whatever he wrote up, he would present something...

Do you want to train him to be the "second" self who is good at planning?

Does she really need a pawn that is so "excellent"?
Chapter completed!