Queen Flower

Seeing Yi Yan's eyes, Jiang Lan was sincere and enthusiastic, like the hot sunshine on a Hawaiian beach, and suddenly he was full of arrogance. He picked up the wine glass on the table and raised his head to drink.

Just as her lips touched the rim of the cup, her arm was restrained, and Yan Zhan's big bronze hand was on her forearm, making her unable to move a single point.

"You can't drink, I'll come." Yan Zhan took the glass from her hand, stood up and said to the crowd, "Drink together." He raised the glass and drank it all.

His tall body stood beside Jiang Lan, blocking everyone's sight.

Although the villagers were slightly regretful and disappointed, they were not very angry. The men around the beauty were all too powerful and jealous, and no other outsiders could get close. However, this is understandable. With such a wife and owner, it is natural to protect him well, so as not to be snatched away. Although the master-wife can have multiple servants, the idea of ​​being a servant is of course that the fewer people, the better.

Jiang Lan pulled Yan Zhan's sleeve, indicating that he didn't need to care, they were not malicious.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan simply took away the jug on the table. He hadn't had a drink for a long time, and he was going to have a hard drink today.

Wen Daolin and Xia Henqiu smiled faintly, picked up the wine glasses in front of them and took a sip.

Ke Yuanliang picked up the jug, "Come, come, continue..."

The dishes were staggered, the cups and plates were messed up, and even with Jiang Lan around, these men still had a good time drinking. The goddess can only be used to look up, let's live your own life.

While drinking, there was a sudden loud bang, the courtyard door was pushed open vigorously, the door panel hit the wall and bounced back, someone stumbled in and shouted, "Village chief, it's okay, problem occurs……"

The person who was drinking happily stopped immediately and stared at the person with several pairs of eyes. Wait for him to explain.

The man wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat on the ground, "I went out today and just came back. On the way, I saw a large group of soldiers rushing towards us. There are thousands of them. King's army."

Ke Yuanliang's face was solemn, "Can you make it more clear, it is coming to Kejia Village?"

"Absolutely," the man said. "I also heard someone say that there are beautiful women in Kejia Village. It can be dedicated to the general, and there are several beautiful men who can be dedicated to King Hui. I want them to hurry up."

Sure enough, it was a bad thing. The only people who knew Jiang Lan were the Huang brothers and sisters. They went back on their word. The army of the separatist government was brought.

"Not good." Ke Yuanliang slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, "We have to run away immediately."

Of the thousands of regular troops, the people of Kejia Village were by no means their opponents. Even with Jiang Lan and the others, it would be a drop in the bucket and could not solve the fundamental problem.

The voice just fell. The men immediately threw their wine glasses and went out, knocking from door to door, calling everyone out. Explain the situation and prepare for the strategic transfer of the whole village.

With so many soldiers entering the village, it's hard to say what the outcome will be. To be on the safe side, it's safest to leave first and avoid the edge.

Fortunately, the people of Kejia Village are from refugees. After listening, without saying a word, I immediately prepared to pack up and leave. Only take away food and money, go into battle lightly, and go very fast. It can be compared to a well-trained army, but there are not many horses in the village, so it relies on leg strength.

More than 300 people in the village gathered at the entrance of the village in the dark, and began to escape under the leadership of Ke Yuanliang. There are many roads leading to the outside of Kejia Village. As long as you don't take that road, the others are safe, and there are many mountains here. If you can't hide in the mountains, they won't be able to find it for a while.

Jiang Lan rode on Xiaobai's back and looked back at the village that took him in, feeling infinitely that the good days were over again.

She accepted her fate, and this was her life.

The group walked in a hurry without panic, and soon walked away. Except for Jiang Lan, everyone was on foot, and the horses were used to carry things and were full of water bags.

Probably used to escape, although the pace of the team is fast, but there is no sadness, and occasionally a few jokes.

"Fang Peng, keep your feet steady, don't drink too much, you can't walk, I don't know who was boasting about Haikou at that time?" Someone said jokingly.

"What nonsense, now I can kill a tiger, you call the tiger here." Fang Peng stomped his footsteps after speaking, and almost fell into a big somersault. He really drank too much.

"Hahaha, let's go your way, keep an eye on the road, don't fall down and eat the mud."

Everyone burst into laughter, and Jiang Lan laughed too.

After a long time, someone in the marching team suddenly pointed in the direction of Kejia Village and exclaimed, "Look... Kejia Village..."

Everyone stopped and looked back, and saw the thick smoke billowing into the sky above Kejia Village, the raging flames, like the ghosts of hell, devoured everything in all directions, even more coquettish and terrifying in the dark night, with red light marks Halfway through the sky, it seemed that even the trees on the mountain were on fire, turning into a sea of ​​fire.

Everyone fell silent, looking into the distance and no longer speaking. It was their home, a home they had worked so hard to build for a year. Every place embodies their hard work and hopes for their future life.

Now there is nothing left, burnt to the ground.

Even the five Jiang Lan, who had just settled in, deeply felt the pain of burning, after all, they also had their homes there.

Since then everyone has become homeless and wandering again.

Everyone was listless, and there was no longer any interest in laughing.

Ke Yuanliang looked at the direction of Kejia Village and did not speak, his fists clenched tightly. It took a long time to recover his spirit and said: "Kejia Village can be rebuilt. As long as we are still alive, it is Kejia Village."

He looked around, "There's no need to go tonight, we'll spend the night in this mountain, and we'll see the situation tomorrow."

So the crowd went into the mountain and found an open place to rest, staring at the dark red sky from time to time in a daze.

Jiang Lan was surrounded by four people. Under such circumstances, her safety was undoubtedly the most important thing to them. So they resumed their old habit of staying alone to watch the night and take turns to rest.

The fire burned all night and was extinguished in the morning, leaving gray smoke in the air, and the pungent smell of burnt could be smelled from such a distance.

"Third son, go back and see how it goes, let's decide what to do next?" Ke Yuanliang said to his brother.

The third son was about to set off, but Xiao Yan blocked his way, "Cun Chief Ke, let me take a look at it, it's safer." He is highly skilled in martial arts, even if there are still enemy troops staying there, it will not be easy. When he found his whereabouts, he took a step back and said that even if he was found, there was no drag around him, and no one could stop him.

"Okay, then there's Hero Xiao Lao." Ke Yuanliang clasped his fists and saluted.

Xiao Yan turned his head and said to Jiang Lan, "Be careful and pay attention to safety." He glanced at the other three, and confirmed it with his eyes, especially Yan Zhan.

Xiao Yan's speed was very fast, and the time for a cup of tea came back. He stood in front of Ke Yuanliang and said with a bit of pain: "Kejia Village has been reduced to ashes, not a single brick is intact."

Although they had known such a result, the hearts of everyone could not help sinking, and they all looked at Ke Yuanliang. Ke Yuanliang wiped his face and said firmly: "Since Kejia Village has been burned down, we don't need to go back. To prevent them from provoking again, we will find a suitable place to rebuild Kejia Village."

In this way, the hearts of the people are full of vitality again, and it's no big deal to do it all over again.

It's easy to talk, rebuilding a village is easier said than done, let alone without financial and material resources, first of all, you can't find a suitable place. After walking for a long time, everyone gradually lost their energy and became discouraged. Exhausted, it's time to take a break.

On this day, everyone was walking, and suddenly a village appeared in front of them. It happened to be built in a mountain nest. It didn't look very big, at least not the scale of Kejia Village. Although it is not big, it is very delicate, surrounded by trees, and the houses and courtyards are scattered, and the voices of chickens and dogs can be heard.

People in the village saw so many people coming from a distance. They didn't know what they meant, and they were also very nervous. A large number of young men gathered at the entrance of the village, holding various soil weapons.

A man in his thirties stood at the front, and when they approached, he said slightly hostilely: "My friends have come from afar, what's the matter? Huh..." He glanced over and saw that the team was facing each other. He was tired, but most of them were young and strong people. In the middle of the team, there was a woman who was riding on a white horse and was exchanged by everyone. When he saw the face clearly, he immediately stood on the spot.

What kind of woman is this? He didn't even know what language to use to describe her, as if any adjective was not enough to describe her beauty. This is a beauty that is enough to turn all living beings upside down, but she is plain and white, with blue silk brushing her shoulders, and she can't find a single ornament on her body, so dazzling is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes. So beautiful, so charming, he has only ever seen him in his life.

He cheered up and carefully looked at the large number of teams again. Could this be the family that fled with the beauty? In today's chaotic world, it is impossible for a woman with such a peerless beauty to appear in such a remote mountain. It seems that she is really a person who ran away to avoid trouble.

"Village Chief, Village Chief, look..." His sleeves were pulled, and when he turned around, he saw the descendants around him stretched their necks, and kept looking at the woman in white, the sense of crisis just now had been thrown away. where it goes.

He can understand the excitement of the villagers. Since the war in honor of the country, there have been fewer and fewer women, and even some have been occupied by the philosophical aristocrats. , and only they rob men, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

As far as he knows, many villages are now bachelor villages, only their villages are better, and there are several wives, although they are not young and their appearance is average, but at least the birth of a newborn can give them hope. It's just that there are more monks and less porridge, most of the young descendants are still bachelors, and there is no hope for life, so they are so excited now. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read it.)