Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 582: You touch my wife, and I will dig up your ancestral graves

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Fu Ya was captured by Duanmu Anguo but was not killed. Feng Yuheng had almost guessed the final outcome, but she did not expect that it would happen so quickly.

Duanmu Anguo would be a fool if he didn't take advantage of Fu Ya who looked so similar to her. Feng Yuheng had always considered Fu Ya's matter to be a failure in the plan, and it was also the place where she felt she had failed the family.

It's a pity that things have come to this. She was unable to take care of the Fu family at first, and she still has no choice now. I hope Duanmu Anguo feels that the family is still useful to him alive, so that he can buy some time for her rescue.

Feng Yuheng and Ban Zuo were riding towards the south gate of Guanzhou City at this moment. She had to go and have a look. The news of her arrest had spread to the people of Bian'an Town. It will definitely spread to Qianli's camp. Although she didn't think that Qianli, the deputy general, would rush into the northern border with the army at all costs without rescuing her, but there were soldiers from the Shenji Battalion in the army, and she selected those soldiers one by one out of 30,000 people. , which she single-handedly promoted and taught. What she was afraid of was that the Shenji camp would be impulsive. It would be fine if she was really caught. Now it was obvious that Duanmu Anguo had committed the deception. If the soldiers really went to save people, they would definitely fall into Duanmu Anguo's trap. She could never let that happen. Things like this happen.

The two men drove their horses faster and faster, rushing south like an arrow from a string in the vast snowfield. It is said that these two horses are the offspring of stallions that have been mixed for thousands of years. Not only are they more cold-resistant, their physique and speed are not comparable to ordinary horses. The horse seller demanded a high price, three hundred taels of silver per horse, and Ban Zou was so angry that he almost killed someone to seize the horse. Feng Yuheng felt that it was not a loss, as long as she could get to her destination as soon as possible, she could still afford the money.

Neither of them spoke, but they kept whipping their whips to urge the horses. Even so, they walked all night. It was not until the next morning that they saw the shadowy Guanzhou City Gate in front of them in the snow and fog.

Feng Yuheng reined in the horse and finally stopped temporarily. She said to Ban Zou: "I remembered something. The woman returned to the northern border by herself. I don't know which way she took. But when I looked in the direction, it was definitely not towards the south gate."

Ban Zou nodded, "He's heading west."

"You think...will something happen?" She was a little worried. No matter what the purpose of King Lotus was to approach her, at least he had not done anything to endanger her life so far. What's more... "This person is so good-looking, but she has to worry so much! I can't let go of her."

Ban Zong gritted his teeth in anger: "You can't even protect yourself, why do you care what others do?"

Feng Yuheng shook her head, "Not that much. No matter what, I can still protect myself." She thought for a while and added: "Especially when none of you are by my side. , my ability to save my life will be stronger."

Ban Zao suddenly realized that his master had something to say. He couldn't help but frown and asked warily: "What are you going to do again?"

"Ban, let's go!" Feng Yuheng turned to look at him, "How about you go west to meet him, at least pay attention along the way to see if there are any signs of fighting or murder. I can't send her off in person. , you have to know if she is safe."

Ban Zou was speechless, "Don't you hate the Qianzhou people? The Qianzhou royal family chopped off one of the young master's fingers. Why don't you chop off the Lian King and still worry about her?"

Feng Yuheng shook her head and said, "Every code means a code." After thinking about it again, she felt that such words were not very convincing, so she simply told the truth: "Didn't I just see that she is good-looking?" You are already a grown-up, and the problem of your wife is..."

"I'll go find her." Ban Zao didn't want to hear what this **** girl said anymore. He turned around and rushed to the west as if he was running away.

Damn it! Is his master out of his mind? Does he have that strong taste? Can anyone accept it? Are there no distinction between male and female?

Feng Yuheng looked at Ban Zou's leaving figure for a while, feeling a little regretful that he shouldn't have meddle in that stall's business. Just like what Ban Zou said, the Qianzhou royal family is someone she has a deep hatred for. It would be better if King Lian died, so why should she bother?

However, it was already too late to call him back. The boy who was leaving had an unhappy look on his face and got there faster than anyone else. Feng Yuheng shook her head helplessly, hit the horse and walked forward for a while, but this section of walking was very hard, and she couldn't explain what was going on. She always felt that there was an emotion that kept rising and falling in her heart, as if Something was pulling her in front of her, making her suddenly have a lot of expectations for what was ahead. This kind of expectation is not the original nervousness and anxiety about Dashun soldiers impulsively rescuing people, but a kind of full-hearted joy that highlights it.

When the southern gate of Guanzhou City had broken through the morning fog and was clearly visible, Feng Yuheng finally knew where this expectation came from.

Just opposite the south gate, fifty steps away, tens of thousands of Dashun soldiers gathered in full gear, with twelve chariots and twelve shield formations. The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion stood on the shield formation, each one He raised his bow and nocked an arrow, pointing directly at the top of the Guanzhou city wall. And on the city wall, facing the Dashun soldiers were Duanmu Anguo's eldest son, Duanmu Cong, and countless northern border generals.

However, none of this could attract Feng Yuheng's attention. In her eyes and heart, there was only one figure at this moment, with a purple battle robe, a golden mask, and a red pony riding underneath. The north wind roared in, blowing up the cloak behind him. He stood there like a **** of war, and no one could shake him.

He crossed his arms in front of him and looked up in front of him, staring directly at Duanmu Cong, without any trace of panic or nervousness, as if this was not a war and siege, but an ordinary meal and drink. I almost asked someone to put food on the table at the front.

Feng Yuheng’s heart pounded, why is he here?

On the other hand, Duanmu Cong on the city wall was not so relaxed. He was the eldest son of Duanmu Anguo, and his energy and physical strength were not on the same level as Xuan Tianming. What's more, he is a Han Chinese, and he has no Northern blood in his body. Although he is also tall and tall, he is far different from the people born and raised in the Northern Territory.

For Duanmu Cong, Xuan Tianming is a legendary existence. There are many folk legends about the Ninth Prince of Dashun War God. He has heard too many over the years and has long been holding back his energy to think about it. Have to compete with it. But now that they were really facing each other, just looking at each other made him feel a little defeated.

Duanmucong calmed down, took a deep breath, and worked hard to adjust his mental state to a peak, and then he got lucky and said loudly: "Xuan Tianming! My Guanzhou city wall is ten feet high and five feet thick. Even the city gate is made of bronze, I want to see what you can do to defeat Guanzhou!"

After all the harsh words, he didn't expect to scare the other party, but he still couldn't stand Xuan Tianming's nonchalant look, as if he was telling the funniest joke in the world. In exchange for a contemptuous smile from the other party, the military morale was not shaken at all.

Duanmu Cong felt unwilling and couldn't help shouting again: "Xuan Tianming, even if your tens of thousands of troops can break through this city gate, the soldiers of the northern border will fight you to the end, and the hundreds of thousands of people in Guanzhou City are waiting for you. Come. If you have the ability, just massacre this Guanzhou City. I, Duanmu, am smart enough to see how a general who doesn’t even care about the lives of the people has any qualifications to win the hearts of the people!"

Pfft!

Xuan Tianming was immediately amused by him, but the contempt in his smile was even heavier. The good thing was that he was finally willing to have a conversation with Duan Mucong. The bad thing was that Xuan Tianming What Ming said almost made Duanmu Cong fall off the top of the city wall in anger.

He said - "Massage the city? Massacre the city, massacre the city. I have never been a kind person, tell me about the people's support? What a joke! Whoosh, I'm telling you that all life will be ruined? What if I, Xuan Tianming, can't get it, but it's destroyed, so what?" ? If the people of the three northern provinces have the same heart and wear the same pants as your Duanmu family, I really can't support them, so I might as well slaughter them." As he spoke, he raised his head again, that kind of relationship with The innate arrogance is once again vividly displayed at this moment - "Let me tell you, in the entire northern world, everyone is bundled together, and they are not as valuable as my wife; in this world, everyone stands together, Not even my wife can attract my attention. Duanmu Cong, this is my attitude, saying that Beijie captured my wife, right? Listen up, if that **** girl loses a hair, I will kill you The ancestral graves of the Duanmu family were dug up, and the corpses were dug out of each coffin to dry the bones, and then the live and fresh ones were stuffed into the coffins. Since waste is recycled, those coffins cannot be wasted. You see, Is that okay?"

Duanmu Qing was so angry that he almost vomited blood. However, before Xuan Tianming could finish his words, he heard that annoying voice coming again - "It's just a mere North Boundary, not even Qian Zhou, but you still want to Fight with me? Come here!" He shouted, raising his right hand: "Get ready to attack the city!"

After giving the order, two teams of soldiers from the rear immediately stepped forward holding a heavy wooden stake, approaching the Guanzhou city gate step by step. The steps were consistent and powerful, causing the ice and snow ground to crack.

Duanmu was too smart to be defeated by this formation. He took the initiative and shouted loudly - "Archers! Get ready!"

"Hahahaha!" Xuan Tianming laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, arrogant and arrogant. When he finally smiled enough, he raised his hand and said loudly: "Master Archer, show that thing on the wall what an archer is!"

All the five hundred divine archers from the Shenji Battalion followed Xuan Tian Mingchu and listened to his call. Ten people immediately drove their chariots forward and aimed their fine bows at the top of the city wall.

Xuan Tianming reminded them: "Just scare them, don't shoot them all to death, that won't be fun."

The ten marksmen nodded, and in an instant, ten strings sounded in unison, each man had two arrows, and twenty arrows whizzed away with the roar of the air! From bottom to top, breaking through the wind and snow, even if the soldiers on the city wall hurriedly dodge, they still can't avoid the tracking arrows that look like they have eyes.

The arrow was not missed, and in the blink of an eye, all twenty people around Duanmu Qing fell to the ground and died. The nearest one was only half a step away from him.