Huyan Xun's words confirmed her guess.
"The prey is right before my eyes."
Qiu Yan shook her head, and as she turned around, she glanced at the Xirong people heading towards the prison.
My heart sank.
Was Huyan Xun planning to prey on these Western Rong people?
This is...too cruel!
Even if she wasn't a Xirong person, she didn't want to see such a scene.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Gu Xiaoran, among the prisoners, caught sight of Qiu Yan's profile, and her expression suddenly froze.
With just a glimpse of her profile, Gu Xiaoran immediately recognized her.
It's her, it really is her.
He finally found his mother!
"Mother, Mother, Xiao Ran is here..." He started shouting in the crowd, leaving Xuan Ming and Xuan Ying, who were accompanying him, somewhat helpless.
Xuanming glanced at the 'Western Regions beauty' beside Huyan Xun.
Of course, we only saw her back.
“Young master, your mother is not here.”
Xuan Ying also shook his head.
The young master misses his mother so much that he's hallucinating.
"Mother, Mother..." Gu Xiaoran went crazy, screaming and trying to rush forward.
It's easy to imagine that he couldn't run, nor was he able to run at all.
His actions startled the barbarian soldiers escorting them behind him.
The barbarian soldier lashed out at him with a horsewhip.
Gu Xiaoran turned pale with fright. Xuan Ming, holding Gu Xiaoran, suddenly bent over.
He dodged the attack, but Xuanming was kicked hard in the back of the knee by a barbarian soldier, and his knees thudded to the ground.
The barbarian soldier was about to strike again, but Xuan Ying grabbed the whip.
A fierce glint flashed across the barbarian soldier's face. With a swift movement, he flung Xuan Ying to the ground, a burning sensation spreading across his palm.
Gu Xiaoran's shouts stopped abruptly. He really saw his mother, but Uncle Xuanming and Uncle Xuanying didn't believe him.
He was certain that he had not misread the image.
Seeing Xuanming and Xuanying injured for him, he felt unbearable pain in his heart, and at this moment, he stopped crying.
However, his thin little face showed an unyielding stubbornness.
Due to the barbarians' brutal actions, the sobs of the Western Rong prisoners were incessant.
It's terrifying. These barbarians don't treat the Western Rong people as human beings at all.
The constant sobbing was irritating to the barbarian soldiers escorting the prisoner.
It was so noisy,
A barbarian soldier suddenly drew his scimitar, a fierce glint in his eyes, and plunged the blade into the side of an old woman, right in the heart.
She cried the most.
"Ah..." The woman convulsed in terror a few times and lay on the ground, her blood staining the nearby grass bright red.
This scene terrified the young Gu Xiaoran, who turned pale and trembled as she tightly gripped Xuanming Xuanying with both hands.
The sobs of the Western Rong prisoners continued unabated.
They didn't want to be killed, but they couldn't control their fear.
Immediately afterwards, another elderly woman was brutally murdered in utter terror.
Qiu Yan turned her head and witnessed this series of events; her expression turned cold.
"Huyan Xun, he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. If you want to dominate the entire Western Regions, you should treat these people well."
"Mere ants." Huyan Xun sneered, licking his lips as he handed Qiu Yan a bow.
"This crossbow bolt is the toughest; I'll give it to you. I'll teach you archery. Later, you can have a contest with my warriors to see who can catch the most prey. If you win, there will be a reward."
"What reward?" Qiu Yan asked calmly, without accepting it.
"The reward is my personal curved sword, Huyan Xun's only weapon."
After saying this, Huyan Xun took out a curved knife that he cherished.
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