Fan Qingchen frowned and handed over two more silver dollars.
The soldier lowered his head and bit the silver dollar. In the silver light, he bit a tooth mark on the silver dollar. It was pure silver! The two soldiers were overjoyed and looked meaningfully at the clothes of these people, which were obviously much more gorgeous than those of ordinary people. But after getting the silver dollar, they didn't ask more questions or look at it anymore. They turned around and walked to the side, letting Luo Lingyu go.
Everyone here breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, a woman's mournful voice rang out from the temple: "Ah——"
Luo Lingyu was stunned. As a woman, she looked up in the direction of the scream. She saw the leader of the soldiers dragging a woman and holding her under him. The woman cried and screamed, and was slapped several times on the face. The leader untied his belt and mercilessly spread the woman's legs...
The woman was actually someone he had seen before. She was the commoner who had just come to curry favor with Fan Qingchen and Luo Lingyu.
The world is a dangerous place. Even though the woman was bullied like this, no one in the temple moved.
Luo Lingyu felt a suffocation in her chest, unable to breathe. Her fingers in her sleeves trembled. She listened to the woman's crying and looked away with difficulty, trying to pretend she didn't know. Who would have thought that the woman who was pressed under the man was crying miserably: "Don't touch me, don't touch me! I'm not the prettiest... Yes, yes! The prettiest one among us is her! It's her! Go touch her, she's so beautiful!"
With eyes as fast as lightning, the leader suddenly turned his head and followed the finger of the woman under him to look at Luo Lingyu who was standing behind Fan Qingchen.
Luo Lingyu: “……!”
The woman who was pressed under the man covered her face and cried, her finger trembling but firmly pointing at her. The woman didn't have the face to look at her, but threw the flames at her. The leader looked over and saw a man blocking a woman. Although he didn't see the face, the leader stood up and walked over.
In the dim and flickering firelight, the face of the noble lady who was blocked by her lover flickered...
He casually pushed aside Fan Qingchen, an ordinary scholar, and looked at the girl leaning against the wall. The girl's face was covered with dust, but her skin was as white as jade and porcelain, and the gold and jade pendant under her ear was swaying like water waves. The layers of light and shadow made the man's beastly heart move... The leader stretched out his hand with a straight look, and suddenly a cold light flashed beside him, and the sword stabbed at him!
Fan Qingchen shouted: "Kill!"
He grabbed Luo Lingyu with one hand, pulling the frightened girl behind him, and with the other hand, he chopped at the leader's arm with his sword. He gave orders, and the two servants who were protecting him jumped up at the same time, and drew their swords to kill together with the young master. The leader was hit by three strong winds and staggered backwards.
The Northern Kingdom soldiers in the temple drew their weapons at once: "How dare you resist! Brothers, kill them!"
The ordinary people who were fleeing from the temple were horrified and fell to the ground: "It has nothing to do with us, it has nothing to do with us, don't kill us..."
But when the sword is drawn, blood will inevitably be stained. The delicate balance in the temple was broken, and the Northern Army mercilessly killed everyone around them. And after the initial surprise, the leader picked up his weapon, sneered, and rushed towards Fan Qingchen to kill.
It was always inconvenient for Fan Qingchen to protect Luo Lingyu.
The knife flashed brightly and chopped his arm.
Two attendants: "My dear!"
The two of them rushed forward at the same time and caught their own Silang who was kicked in the chest by the officer. Seeing the scars on Silang's arm staining his robe red and Silang's face pale, the two servants were furious: if the young master was injured under their protection, the Fan family would not let them off!
It’s all because of that damn Miss Luo!
What kind of magic potion did Miss Luo give their gentlemen? If it weren’t for Miss Luo, they would never have fought with these brutal men tonight!
Bang! Ping!
Weapons clashed, gold and bronze objects collided, the ground was covered with white snow, and the people in the City God Temple were terrified and crying, fleeing in all directions!
The officer was very strong, and the entire Northern Army's vanguard was stronger than them. Fan Qingchen was able to hold Luo Lingyu at first, but after his arm was injured, he could only try to hold back and could not hold Luo Lingyu. Luo Lingyu was pushed away and blocked by Fan Qingchen in one direction so that the soldier could not touch her.
The two servants tried their best to protect him!
But the enemy is so brave!
The battle was one-sided. His injured arm was getting harder and harder to lift. There were corpses all over the ground, and the number of survivors was decreasing. It was getting harder and harder to move forward. Forced to retreat step by step by the leader, with golden light flashing before his eyes, cold sweat fell on Fan Qingchen's face. He gritted his teeth and said, "What are you two doing following me? Why don't you go protect Sister Luo?!"
Outnumbered.
The longer he delayed, the more serious the danger to his life would be. Fan Silang's eyes were already darkening and his arms were numb. Suddenly, he heard two servants whisper "Excuse me", and he stretched out his hands directly, and his acupuncture points were hit.
Fan Qingchen froze: "You guys!"
He stood up, and was pulled by two servants' arms, and flung into the wind and snow outside the door. The soldiers behind him were about to catch up, and one of the two servants stretched out his hand and threw a corpse next to him to block it for a moment. They pressed the acupoints of their own husbands, ignored Fan Silang's angry curses, and fled several feet away, shouting loudly-
"Miss Luo, you're on your own!"
…
People in the temple: "..."
Luo Lingyu, who was left behind, looked pale: "..."
But she reacted very quickly. When the leaders of the Northern Kingdom’s army were all shocked, she suddenly jumped up from the corner and ran out of the house. Stepping on the blood and corpses, Luo Lingyu raised her voice and shouted to the people who were still alive in the temple: "There are horses outside! Everyone, run away quickly and take care of yourselves!"
At the critical moment, the girl ran, her cloak spread out, and her long hair brushed across her face like a cloud.
Her face casually passed through everyone's eyes. The black eyes, snow-white skin, and the look of surprise on the beautiful woman's face made the leader who stretched out his hand shudder and stare in a daze.
Those who had reacted and mustered up the courage to hear this suddenly realized what was going on and rushed out of the temple desperately.
The leader of the Northern Kingdom army saw these people scattering like birds and beasts, blocking the way out. The figure of the beautiful girl he saw at first sight was separated. He cursed loudly and chased after them. The sound of horse hooves could be heard outside the temple, and they were running everywhere! The Northern Kingdom soldiers who chased out looked up and saw a man in red lying on a horse with difficulty among the many figures riding horses scattered in the vast snow.