Chapter 572: Captured a Little Fanboy

Southern Sky nodded, "I'll go, you wait."

Both sides were at a stalemate, and Nan Qinghuan learned from Southern Sky about these people's situation; they turned out to be the bandits she had heard of, the same kind of outlaws she called bandits.

These people had no fixed dwelling, were adept at riding deer, and used cruel methods to rob Tribes, committing arson, looting, and the like.

After hearing Southern Sky's words, Nan Qinghuan understood and resolved to wipe out this group today!

Soon, Youchao Xuan and Ashu sent out a lot of rice and Cotton Clothes, and of course, the woman he wanted.

A few women stood there trembling; when the subordinates saw those items, they became very excited and happy, because they had indeed seized so much food and the women they wanted!

"Boss, we got it."

The subordinates also called that man "Boss," and he was clearly delighted, laughing, "Come on, bring all these things to me."

He wants all of these!

Nan Qinghuan coldly intervened, "Wait, if you want these women and items, release my mother for me."

The man refused, because he knew that if that old thing were released, she would be in danger!

"If I release her, won't you all shoot me dead?"

"You see there's no Archer here, you can rest assured."

"No, I must take this old lady with me; only with her is it safe."

"Is that so? Then you'd be better off taking me; taking me is safer."

What? At those words, the mother grew very worried, "Nan Qinghuan, don't be reckless."

The mother didn't understand why Nan Qinghuan was doing this, why she wanted to take her? "Nan Qinghuan."

Southern Sky hadn't expected her to act so, and Nan Qinghuan ignored Lan Tian, fixing a resolute gaze on the man before her, "I said taking me is safer than taking the mother; do you dare?"

The man was impressed by her courage; he gave Nan Qinghuan a cold glance. In the sunlight, her face appeared even paler. After a moment he nodded, "Fine, the old lady is useless; you're Ying's woman, taking you is better than taking an old lady."

"Goddess, not allowed."

Youchao Xuan was very worried she might get into trouble, rushed forward to stop her, and Ashu also stepped forward, "Goddess, not allowed."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Nan Qinghuan was already prepared; taking the mother away first was better than anything.

"Release my mother, I'll escort you back."

The man laughed loudly, "Ha ha, fine, old lady, you may go."

Mother, after being released, was very worried about Nan Qinghuan's safety, "Nan Qinghuan, how could you swap me? If you have any trouble, how will I explain to Ying? And the child—are you abandoning the child?"

In mother's mind she was just an old lady—if she died, she'd die—but Nan Qinghuan could not die!

Nan Qinghuan gritted her teeth, "Mother, you are Ying's mother; I will definitely save you. Rest assured, I won't have any trouble."

After saying that, she was bound by the group, then dragged onto the man's deer; the man, excited, shouted, "Go."

Soon, the main force fled a short distance away, and Southern Sky, seeing Nan Qinghuan taken, immediately rode a horse to give chase.

"Youchao Xuan, we'll chase too."

Ashu also led many people to pursue, and here everyone prayed that Nan Qinghuan would return safely; the aurora was especially anxious.

What to do, what to do!

"Ashu, Youchao Xuan, you must bring Nan Qinghuan back."

At Kuaihuo City's gate, everyone waited for news; meanwhile, Nan Qinghuan perched on the deer, calmly urging it with beast language, and suddenly the deer halted.

Then it turned and ran toward Kuaihuo City.

The man was shocked, muttering incomprehensible words, but the deer ignored him and kept running toward Kuaihuo City.

The onlookers were terrified, "Boss, what's happening?"

The deer kept running nonstop; Nan Qinghuan had already untied the rope and suddenly drew a Silver Needle, stabbing the man's knee in an instant.

"Ah."

The man let out a wail and rolled onto the ground; Nan Qinghuan immediately had the deer carry her back, and the man, in pain, stood up, "Shoot her dead."

In that critical moment, Lan Tian suddenly arrived to rescue Nan Qinghuan, and Ashu and his group followed right behind, "Goddess is safe, kill them."

In an instant, the place became a battlefield; the troops Youchao Xuan led were the elite forces left by Ying, few in number but extremely formidable.

Nan Qinghuan was rescued by Southern Sky, "Get up."

He truly didn't expect she could control the deer, which made him like Nan Qinghuan even more.

"Can you control animals?"

Nan Qinghuan rubbed her calf, looked up at the melee and smiled, "I knew he would act like that; it was just going with the flow. Why did you come back to save me?"

She realized Lan Tian was truly good, even knowing to come rescue her? Southern Sky, looking at her clear eyes, smiled shyly, "You didn't kill me just now; it's only right that I rescue you. Why didn't you listen to me and let me deal with them?"

Indeed, he had just tried to make Nan Qinghuan obey him and deal with the group, but she used her own method. He thought she was doomed, yet he saw the deer return uncontrolled.

This made him respect Nan Qinghuan even more.

Can you Tunshu? Nan Qinghuan smiled proudly, "I've already prepared how to deal with these people; I don't need the method you mentioned. Look, can't I now let people kill them?"

Seeing Nan Qinghuan's confidence, Southern Sky was truly pleased, "Yes, from the first time I saw you, I knew you were a formidable female."

Nan Qinghuan was about to speak when Youchao Xuan shouted, "Goddess, the person is captured; how shall we deal with them?"

The man was battered, covered in wounds, and was dragged over; although Ashu was old, he still had skill—a punch shattered the man's teeth.

The man let out a muffled grunt, spitting out two teeth, and blood filled his mouth instantly.

Ashu still seemed angry, grabbed the man's throat and said harshly, "You bullied the Goddess; Goddess, how shall we deal with these people?"

Nan Qinghuan glanced at the man without a word; her gaze shifted to the people behind him—good, they were all knocked down.

What was once glorious is now a mess.

She looked at the man, not even knowing his name. She walked to his side, gently crouched and stared coldly at him, then stylishly pinched his chin; the man, wincing in pain, asked in disbelief, "How did you learn to Tunshu?"