The beginning of the escape: the villain, the husband, is a yandere

Chapter 417 Refugees attack Zhuangzi



Chapter 417 Refugees attack Zhuangzi

Ying Yi looked at Lin Ziyuan in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

Lin Ziyuan knew it was time to let them know something.

It shouldn't take long for these fake ones to start taking action.

Now is the time when Tianyue Kingdom is at its weakest, and also when it is easiest to control.

"I saw a person who looked exactly like Mu Yuebai in the palace before, so similar that it was impossible to identify him.

Everything about his movements, speech, and tone was exactly the same as Xiaobai's.

If Xiaobai hadn't happened to be at my house, I wouldn't have been able to tell that it was fake! "Ling Xin told Ying Yi the situation at that time in detail.

Ying [-]: "...Is this possible?"

How could someone disguise himself and be flawless?

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes, and I can't believe it." Ling Xin glanced at Lin Ziyuan.

Lin Ziyuan nodded.

Ling Xin continued: "The King of Yan is also a fake. My husband and I clearly saw his body, and the King of Yan appeared alive again not long after."

Although Ying Yi couldn't believe it, he had no doubts about Ling Xin and Lin Ziyuan.

"Then the people around us are very likely to be fake?" How scary that is.

Who knows which one is the fake?

“Only the two of us knew about this matter, and the reason why I told you was because I wanted you to have reservations about other shadows.

Of course, I don't mean to provoke you.

No one knows which of them has been replaced. "

Therefore, even if the shadows come back, Zhuangzi does not intend to let them in.

After a while, Ying Yi seemed to have regained his thoughts: "I will be careful and will not tell anyone about this matter. When the shadows come back, I will tell them that I have been looking for the fifth prince."

He only felt a chill in his back.

What are the people behind this plotting to do such a shameless thing?

After the shadow left, Ling Xin asked Lin Ziyuan: "Why don't you doubt my grandfather?"

King Xiaoyao had been away for so long and came back so suddenly, it was easy to make people suspicious.

"My grandfather's temper is difficult to imitate. Want to imitate his martial arts? If they are reincarnated, they will not be able to learn it!"

It's possible to imitate others, but King Xiaoyao's martial arts are too high, and anyone who pretends to do so will have flaws.

Ling Xin pursed her lips.

He was right.

King Xiaoyao's ability and innate momentum are indeed difficult to imitate.

I guess Master Ji Tianshi also knew that no one could pretend to be like him, so he gave up at all.

"I may not be able to come back tonight. I will go with Su Mu to investigate whether the murderer who assassinated the teacher is one of the prime minister's people." Lin Ziyuan felt that we were separated by a city gate, but we were thousands of miles apart.

In the past, I would always go home no matter how late I was.

If I want to go home now, I have to pass through so many victims.

"You have to be more careful outside. If you can attack the teacher, he might attack you. You can't show off your martial arts, so I don't feel at ease!"

This is the most difficult part for Lin Ziyuan.

He has to hide all his martial arts skills, and even in the face of danger, he can only pretend not to know.

Having her by his side can help him eliminate danger.

"It's okay, Yin Jiajun's crops have all been harvested before it snowed. My second brother will come over to help me almost tomorrow!"

The boss stayed in the Yin family's army, commanding the remaining hundreds of thousands of troops, waiting for his orders at any time.

Ling Xin felt a little relieved.

She knew that among the ten fierce generals of the Yin family army, the second-eldest brother, Shang Er, had the strongest martial arts.

The boss Pei Yi is particularly outstanding in command layout, leaving him to command the overall situation.

That night, Ling Xin was awakened from her sleep by the urgent call from Yin Jiajun.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure flying out of the courtyard wall and heading straight to the main entrance of Zhuangzi.

It is King Xiaoyao.

"Don't go out if you're pregnant. Leave it to your grandfather!" Hui Yinglan also came out dressed neatly.

Seeing that Ling Xin was about to chase her out, he quickly called her to stop.

How can Ling Xin feel at ease?

Although King Xiaoyao is powerful, we are refugees, and he is afraid that he will not be able to do it, and he cannot bear to do it.

"Grandma, I'm going to go out and see what's going on without taking action!"

Seeing her look, Hui Yinglan feared that she wouldn't be able to sleep if she didn't go out and take a look: "I'll go with you!"

Soon, Ling Xin saw thousands of refugees surrounding Zhuangzi trying to break into Zhuangzi.

To say they are refugees is more like rogue bandits.

The greed in their eyes indicates that they have robbed homes more than once.

"Brothers, hurry up and rush. I have been staring at this Zhuangzi for a long time. They are all people wearing gold and silver, and all of them eat in vain.

My family must have stored a lot of food, but they didn’t help us victims..."

Ling Xin laughed angrily.

Most of the porridge they ate a few days ago came from their families.

"Fourth, fifth, no matter who it is, anyone who dares to touch our courtyard door will be beaten to death!" At this time, we can't be kind to women.

A moment of intolerance will make these refugees feel that they are easy to bully. At that time, Zhuangzi will no longer be able to live a peaceful life.

It would be better to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys this time and let the refugees know that Zhuangzi of theirs is not to be messed with.

"Everyone, get ready!" Lian Si immediately took the order and shouted to the Yin Jiajun stationed there.

A thousand Yin troops were stationed in Zhuangzi, which was more than enough to deal with these refugees.

It's just that they couldn't bear to do it at first, so they delayed it until now.

"Don't listen to them. There are so many of us, and they don't dare to do anything to us. Even if we take action, we have more people, but we can't beat them?"

Yin Jiajun, who has not shown up, is hiding under the wall: "..." Open the door and scare you to death!

The refugees only saw a few dozen people and thought that there were really no people in Zhuangzi, so they wanted to rush into Zhuangzi with increasing fervor.

Lian Si stared at the few Gonghuo. The moment he raised his hand and put it down, dozens of sharp arrows flew out and landed directly on dozens of bandits.

Not a single arrow was shot.

The refugees were frightened and fled far away.

But... looking at such a big Zhuangzi, they really couldn't bear to give up.

By occupying this place, they would have a place to stay.

Soon, they gathered together again and came towards Zhuangzi.

Ling Xin knew that a person with so little death would not be able to scare anyone.

It has to be a big one.

"Everyone take out their ten-shot crossbows and kill anyone who comes close!" He said it like a Rakshasa.

The Yin Jiajun also moved quickly, and they all raised the crossbows that Lin Ziyuan had sent down before.

But do the refugees know what a ten-shot crossbow is?

Still rushing forward without fear of death.

"Save that thing, let me do it!" King Xiaoyao's voice just sounded on the wall, and he was already among the refugees.

Most of those who rushed to the front were real refugees, who were pushed to the front by the bandits.

And most of the culprits are hidden in interruptions.


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