Just when Wu Yonglin felt that his plan was successful and he was ready to take action, the man suddenly hugged him, and seemed to be very happy to find Wu Yonglin's surviving behavior, and he was talking in a gushy Bai language.

A wave of cold hit Wu Yonglin's back heart. At this time, Wu Yonglin realized that the "Bai tribe" that had just been superficial had already exposed him. The other party hid and refused to speak, just to make such a knife behind his back at this moment, Wu Yonglin had to admire this person's cunning.

Wu Yonglin hit the other party's wrist with his elbow, pushed the other party hard, and then knocked the short knife that the other party stabbed away. Unexpectedly, the other party was not an ordinary person. The man suddenly turned around and took the opportunity of his back to Wu Yonglin to pull one of his arms, and gave Wu Yonglin his legs, gently pulled Wu Yonglin like a carrot, and then threw Wu Yonglin heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Wu Yonglin stood at a higher position than that person, and this Dali man almost occupied the advantage of bare hands fighting.

Wu Yonglin always felt that the other party's technique was very familiar. When the other party rushed over again, he couldn't help but shout, "Zashidler."

The other party was shocked, pulled off the disguise on his face, stared at Wu Yonglin who was almost unrecognizable and shouted: "You have taught you this Tubo language so many times, why do I want to stab you to death whenever I hear you say this?"

"Brother Tsomuli, it's because I'm so flipping my feet that you recognize me as soon as you hear it, so I decided to continue to maintain this talent." Tsomuli was almost angry after hearing this.

This person was Tso Muli who went to the front to inquire about the news. For convenience, he had already gotten a dress from the Dali people. After disguising himself, he was almost no different from the Dali people lying on the ground, which made Wu Yonglin not recognize him just now.

Wu Yonglin has suffered a lot from getting gunpowder and ammunition these days, and his whole body is almost completely different from his previous one. In order to get close to the disguised Tso Muli, he even applied a little black mud on his face. Naturally, Cuo Muli could not recognize that this person was the elegant Wu Yonglin in the past.

The two met again, hugged each other deeply, and then walked up the hillside hand in hand.

Looking at the only two of Luo Pingyang and Wu Yonglin, Cuomli didn't understand what was going on. When he heard Wu Yonglin tell him the whole thing, Cuomli stayed in place and was silent for nearly half a stick of incense.

"I did this." Tsomuli replied firmly

Wu Yonglin whispered in Tsomuli's ear for a while. Tsomu regained his original Dali costume and walked down the slope. The purpose of his return was to see if he could help Wu Yonglin and Luo Pingyang to gain more time so that the two of them could dig a few more places to bury gunpowder bullets, so that this raid that seemed to have almost no chance of winning was more than a point.

There is a deep ditch more than 30 meters wide between Taohuagou and Taohua Town. There is only a suspension bridge built with rattan and wooden boards as thick as arms. This suspension bridge has been disrepaired for so long, and some of the wooden boards in the middle have become decayed. Wu Yonglin and others transported gunpowder bullets from here and there to thrill. Mao Zixing, Zhang Hu and others stood there for a long time. As the only way to retreat, they felt it was necessary to stay here.

Zhang Hu's mind was full of Feng Shiniang's figure. He wanted to fly to her immediately and take her out of this ghost place. When Wu Yonglin asked him to make a choice, he finally hesitated and ran to Mao Zixing's team in a fascinating way.

Mao Zixing was actually full of anger. No matter how he said he was fighting for himself, this time, he spent no matter how he was doing a bullshit puppet emperor in Dali, and he always felt that it was not worth it. There was no such thing as a guard in that place. There was no dangerous terrain that could not be opened by thousands of people. He left his life there. It would be a burning incense to be burned if he could block those people's half-day trip. It would be better to wait for him and others to pass and break the suspension bridge.

The so-called gunpowder bullets in Wu Yonglin's hands, Mao Zixing has no longer had any favors for that thing since he was accidentally injured. He is a relatively conservative person. He actually cannot accept these new things. He is more willing to fight with the other party. This time, he looks at the more than ten people on his side and fight with more than 2,000 Dali people on the other party. This is definitely the most unwise choice. Not helping is to let Wu Yonglin retreat when he sees the difficulties. The suspension bridge is their last way to retreat. The main purpose is to prevent the other party from surrounding from the side. When Wu Yonglin consumes all the gunpowder bullets, he will naturally bring Luo Pingyang and his group of people here to meet.

Zhang Hu and others hid in the dense forest near the suspension bridge. Until midnight, a sound of weapons handing over came from the suspension bridge. Everyone woke up from their sleep and slowly touched them. Their only thought was, did Wu Yonglin retreat so quickly? Why didn't they hear the rumbling explosion? The suspension bridge and Taohuagou were only half a day away, and many of them were winding mountain roads. They were actually only a mountain away from the ambushing location of Wu Yonglin. They could actually hear clearly if there was any big noise on Wu Yonglin's side.

The moon was above the top, and the clear light was flowing. A thin shadow shuttled between the sword shadows of the three. The man's sword was like a dragon, and his move was like lightning. He did not get any disadvantage in the fight against three, and he was even at ease. Zhang Hu was shocked when he saw it. Isn't this the Du Qingyuan and Du Crazy? Why did he come here? Has he seen through his senior brother's trick? When he thinks of this, Zhang Hu, Mao Zixing and others become extremely cold. If he really wants to rush to Taohuagou, Wu Yonglin will be in danger. Zhang Hu and others are watching all this and don't know what to do.

Next to the three of them were two figures wearing cloaks. Because they wrapped their bodies tightly, Zhang Hu had not yet recognized them as Princess Rouge and Jiuer.

Perhaps Princess Rouge, wearing a cloak, found that the three of them seemed to have no chance of winning against the old Taoist, so she quickly scolded the three of them and bowed to Du Qingyuan to apologize. Her loud voice made it hard for Zhang Hu and others to forget. As soon as she opened her mouth, she immediately recognized her true identity.

This wave of people encountered unexpectedly on the suspension bridge. Just now, Yu Feng and three other black Linwei felt the murderous intent emitted from Du Qingyuan who was walking by. They mistakenly thought that he was going to attack him and his group. In order to protect Princess Rouge, they rashly fought with Du Qingyuan. Unexpectedly, not only did their own group not take any advantage, but they were almost humiliated. Fortunately, the lady was smart, so she allowed the three of them to retain a little face.

Du Qingyuan knew that he wanted to waste too much time on these people. Before Princess Rouge could stand up, he disappeared in front of these people like a gust of wind.

After Princess Rouge and her party crossed the bridge, in Zhang Hu, Mao Zixing had not yet realized what was going on, they actually lit the decaying suspension bridge. Perhaps it was because the old Taoist, who was afraid that the return of the country would ruin their plan, so they did such a crazy thing.

Zhang Hu looked at Mao Zixing, as if saying, "Is this God's will?"
Chapter completed!