Yang Ji walked out of the door and waited there with the disciples guarding outside the yard.

Qiqi and the others sat high, and from this perspective, they could clearly see everything outside.

When the people from the Holy Watermen approached Yangmen, at the command of someone in the team, at least one thousand people in the team of more than two thousand people quickly rode the horses in all directions outside Yangmen, and directly surrounded the Yangmen.

More than 2,000 people versus 800 people, Yang's party really has no chance of winning this time, no wonder Yang Ji tried every means to help her.

Qiqi still didn't say anything, Wuming on the side was quiet. The two of them looked at the pilgrimage to the people from Water Gate, and saw one of them slowly stepping forward with the horse.

There seemed to be a carriage in the team, but the distance was too far to see the appearance of the carriage. However, Qiqi and Wuming both knew that the people here must be the so-called jade-faced fox.

As for the person who rode the horse first, after coming to Yang Ji, a slightly obese face pulled a little disdainful smile: "Sect Master Yang has considered it. Will the Yang Sect surrender to our Holy Water Gate today?"

Yang Ji held the big knife in her hand tightly, and even if she looked up at the person, her aura was no less than the other: "I, Yangmen, swear to defend Yangjia Town to the death, you, Holy Watermen, would not want to extend the clutches of the magic to Yangjia Town."

"Just, with the power of your Yangmen only 800 people, do you think you can fight against the Holy Watermen?" The man smiled disdainfully and snorted coldly: "If you know the truth, put down your weapons and surrender immediately. Otherwise, don't blame us for not being in love and slaughtering Yangmen."

Yang Ji also hummed and said in a deep voice: "I heard that all the disciples and disciples who surrendered to your Holy Water Sect in the past have died at your hands, and none of them are spared. Do you guess I will surrender?"

"This is a bad word. They are ungrateful and angered our Lord, who will be treated like this." The man's eyes swept over the hundreds of people behind her. Although he was smiling, the sound of the sharp and sarcastic tone made people feel a little uncomfortable: "The Lord Yu said that as long as you sincerely surrender and submit to my Holy Water Gate, the Lord Yu Hall will be able to open your life today, and you don't have your lives. If you resist, no one here can leave alive."

Everyone was actually a little uneasy, especially when they saw their people surrounding the Yang Sect.

Even if the Yangmen is not particularly big, it is not small. There are at least seven or eight hundred people inside and outside. Although a few left in the afternoon, most of them are still here.

However, surrounded by the people brought by the Holy Water Gate, their Yangmen looked so small.

"We will not surrender, we will swear to protect Yangjia Town to the death!" Wu Haojing walked behind Yang Ji and shouted loudly.

When the disciples behind him heard this call, even though they were a little uneasy, they all responded loudly: "Swear to protect Yangjia Town to the death. If the people from the Holy Water Gate don't want to die, get out of Yangjia Town quickly."

Although they were all women, the shouting sound was not inferior to that of the man at all. Even Qiqi, who was sitting high on the treetop, was excited when he heard it.

If it were in Zichuan, when would you see such a vast side of women? Now, whether it is the Yang Sect or the Holy Water Gate, almost all those who come out to fight are women.

Although there were some male disciples, the number accounted for less than one-third. Moreover, she noticed that the men seemed to look crooked and not very good-looking.

Could it be that the beautiful men in this dream tribe don’t need to go out to do rough work, they just need to hide in the boudoir to do knitting, and embroider and read all day long? Isn’t that the same as those daughters in the boudoirs in Zichuan?

I couldn't help but look back at the man beside me, imagining that such a tall and hard man like him would embroider flowers in the boudoir. When I thought about it, I really didn't dare to look at the picture directly.

I was shocked to realize that she looked at her side, Wuming suddenly turned his head and swept his cold eyes towards her.

Qiqi bit his lip and hurriedly stopped his face and avoided these two cold arrows. He was just thinking about it. Can he still know what he was thinking? He was so cold, and he didn't even think about them sitting on the same boat now.

Ignoring the chilling sound beside me, I still lowered my head and locked my eyes on the carriage on the Holy Water Gate.

If you guess correctly, the Jade-faced Fox is inside. What kind of person is this Jade-faced Fox? It sounds like a man. But she has not forgotten that this is the dark city and is one of the corners of the Dream Clan. It is probably the one who can come out to lead troops to fight. After all, this is a country where women are respected.

As for Yang Ji and the woman sitting on the horse's back, they were disagreeing for a few words. The woman suddenly drew out her long sword and stabbed Yang Ji with one sword.

Yang Ji was not willing to be outdone. She held a big knife in her hand. The shadow of the knife swayed and slashed at the woman with one knife.

The other disciples just stood aside and watched the two fight quietly.

Qiqi saw that the two men at the bottom were obviously more skilled than Yang Ji's woman in the clothes. Sure enough, after only a dozen moves, Yang Ji suddenly cut off the woman's retreat with a knife.

The woman held the sword and greeted her. With a clang, the sword could not resolve the remaining strength of her sword wind. A cold breath rushed towards her. The woman retreated quickly, but was still injured by the sword wind. She opened her mouth and a mouthful of turbid blood surged out.

Unwilling to give up, Yang Ji held a big knife and shouted, and quickly sent it over.

Seeing that the woman could no longer hide, the disciples of the Holy Water Gate around were about to go to help, but with a whoosh, a slender silver needle flew out of the carriage, and a small silver needle was shooting at Yang Ji's big knife at an extremely fast speed.

It seemed that they had hit the stone with eggs, but Qiqi and Wuming were shocked, and they could clearly feel the power of the silver needle.

When Yang Ji's big sword came above the woman's head, she suddenly let out a sound and was forced back by a silver needle.

Yang Ji felt a numbness in her mouth and a pain in her heart. The big knife in her hand almost broke out. She clenched it tightly, took a few steps back before she could barely avoid the power of the needle.

But the heart meridian was already injured by the power of this needle, and a strand of scarlet red slowly slid down at the corner of the lips.

He hurt Yang Ji in one move. This person's internal strength is really terrible. Even Qiqi does not have this confidence when he can do this.

Looking up, two disciples came to the carriage and respectfully bent over and lifted the curtain.

Inside, a white dress slowly appeared in front of everyone. The black hair rose with the wind, the clothes fluttered, and the eyebrows were as dark as ink. When he came out, Qiqi was almost stunned.

His facial features are delicate, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his whole body looks like he walks out of a poem and painting. From a distance, he is actually a man who is so beautiful that he can't bear to look away.

man!

She tightened her fingertips and couldn't help leaning forward, trying to see clearly what kind of person it was. The man was too unexpected to her. Didn't it mean that this Dream Clan could do big things all women?

Half a minute of my body was stretched forward, but suddenly I smelled a familiar smell at the tip of my nose, a faint smell of medicine, very light, so light that ordinary people would not notice it at all. If I hadn't been too familiar with him, even Qiqi would not have noticed it.

It was clearly a pleasant smell of medicine, but at this moment, because I had already stretched out half of my body and smelled the smell of medicine again, my heart suddenly trembled.

Qiqi quickly shrank his body back, turned around and looked timidly at the man sitting next to her at some point, bit his lip, and whispered: "I...I just want to see who it is. It's definitely not because he looks good, really, I swear!"

Mu Chu didn't say anything, but that face was a little colder than before.

He has never been so cold to himself. He is so cold that he can only say that he is already very angry.

Qiqi really felt very innocent. Although the jade-faced fox does look good, there are so many handsome men around her? She can't see enough of them for a lifetime, no! If you don't say four, even Chu Xuanchi alone is enough to support her eyes for a lifetime.

In this case, where do you have any thoughts to see handsome guys?

She was just really curious, why were the helmsmen she saw before all women, but this legendary Jade-faced fox is a man?

It's just that simple because of curiosity, it's really!

Fortunately, Chu Xuanchi was not here, otherwise, if he had such a big misunderstanding just now, wouldn't he have to kill her if he turned around?

This world is really unsafe.

The jade-faced fox stepped on a man who bent down on one knee next to the carriage and slowly got off the carriage. After getting off, he fisted his right hand to his lips and coughed gently. He looked like a sickly westerner, because it was really beautiful, and even the sickness was so beautiful that people were intoxicated.

This is the first time Yang Ji has seen the legendary Jade-faced Fox so close. She has heard of her stunningly beautiful man in the past, but she doesn't want to be so handsome.

Especially her weak appearance is really pitiful. If it weren't for the fact that he had just shattered himself with a silver needle, she would have wanted to go over and hold the man in her arms and feel pity.

However, although the jade-faced fox is beautiful, it is still not as good as the silver-haired man she saw today. So after a moment of loss of soul, Yang Ji had already come to her senses and stared at the jade-faced fox who was slowly walking towards them. Her face darkened, suppressing the disordered aura in her chest, and said in a deep voice: "Tian Yishui is cruel by nature, and it is impossible for us to surrender."

The jade-faced fox didn't say anything, and stood in front of the woman in gray just now, calmly swept across Yang Ji's face as if she was not at all warm.

Like the wind, it is very gentle and gentle, which makes the person he is watching feel like the spring breeze flowing through his heart.

He slowly raised his right hand, and there was a bit of weak paleness at his knuckles, but it did not damage the beauty of his long fingers.

His long fingers are as beautiful as jade, so he can see his fingertips pointing at Yang Ji without any flaws.

Yang Ji's eyebrows sank and was about to speak, suddenly, a cold breath came to her without her realization.
Chapter completed!