Abandon all the twists and turns, life should be like a sword, and a hundred voids are better than a reality.

"Bold! Take it for me!"

The leading warrior had already drawn his sword in his hand, he glanced at the fat man on the ground, and knew that Mo Xie's arm strength was not small, and he should have martial arts, so he used twelve points of kung fu as soon as he got started.

The sword is a standard saber in the army, 100 days of steelmaking, 100 days of grinding, and it is indeed a sharp weapon in the hands of the right people.

"Don't hurry up and catch it!"

Many samurai drew their swords together, and the cold light was one after another, and I don't know how many people's eyes were stunned for a while.

Mo Xie lowered his hand, ignoring this gorgeous sword light.

"What an obedient man!"

The leading warrior was immediately overjoyed when he saw Mo Ye's posture, and he felt that the young man in front of him was really planning to 'tie his hands and capture', and the knife in his hand eased a little.

Today is the guest of the banquet, and it is unlucky to see blood.

Besides, if you dare to disturb the situation of Taishou, how can you be done with death?

He didn't want to take Mo Xie's life, but Mo Xie wanted his hand.

"Huh!"

There was a hint of strangeness in the wind stirred up by the sword, and the samurai, who had been leading the way with years of experience in licking blood with the sword, felt that something was wrong.

But it was too late, and just because he could let the blade pass Mo Xie's vital point didn't mean he could return the knife that had been cut out to the scabbard.

He saw a white light.

"Shhh

"Ahh

His hands snapped at the wrists, and the seventeen hands holding the knife were thrown high in mid-air, the light of the knife was still bright, but it was full of blood.

Each knife is stained with the blood of their original owner.

The leading samurai was very tough, and he didn't clutch his wrists like the other guys with broken wrists and scream like a.

There had always been two knives at his waist, one long and one short, the long knives were already flying in the air, and he drew the short knives with his remaining left hand.

"Kill!"

There was no time for him to say anything like 'what the hell are you?' and he didn't even think about it.

He is a swordsman and a soldier, and his duty is to follow the orders of Taishou.

Tonight, he was given the order to maintain the security of the Taishou Mansion.

He is to do his duty.

Compared to Xue Liang, who is a long knife, this short knife is dark throughout, and if you change into a night suit for this samurai brother, and then cooperate with this short knife, it will be enough to carry out the assassination mission.

This was indeed a knife used for assassination, and he did perform many of these assassination missions, and judging from the fact that he is still alive today, he should not have failed even one of those missions.

But this time he had to lose.

The most lethal time for the Assassin is when he is in the shadows, silently stabbing his target behind him, spicy and effective.

He used an assassin's short knife in an inappropriate place, at an inappropriate time, in an inappropriate target. Although he can be said to have exhausted his life's strength in this thorn, it is the same thing in Mo Ye's eyes.

"Ding!"

In the face of this stab between the lightning and flint, Mo Ye did not dodge, dodge or fight back, he just raised his right hand and gently and skillfully grasped the blade.

"Irrelevant people, I'm tired of killing, get out. ”

Grabbing the dagger, he pinched it into a hook in the samurai's incredulous gaze and threw it away like garbage.

Mo Ye was actually not annoyed at all, just because he saw the samurai's spare hand when he drew his sword.

“……”

The samurai looked at his short knife, his face was as dead as ashes, Mo Ye passed by his side, and he didn't react at all.

"The knife is in the people, the knife destroys the ......"

The Fei Xian Ling on the ground had already gotten up on his own, and knowing that he couldn't escape from the palm of Mo Ye's hand, he consciously didn't take the opportunity to run away - although a large part of the reason was because his legs were already weak.

Blood, blood all over the ground.

Wailing, screaming, frightened eyes, angry eyes.

"The knife is in the people, the knife destroys the ......"

With his back to all this, the samurai raised his bent dagger to his eyes.

"Whew!"

He touched his neck with the knife and fell to the ground.

Mo Ye, who had only walked a few steps, heard the movement, he stopped, and then quickly took another step.

"Dare to ask, which one is the third son?"

Walking into the hall, Mo Ye asked aloud in front of everyone.

"Whoa!"

No one answered him, but the soldiers who poured in from behind and outside the hall gave him a silent answer.

"Which one is the one who persecuted Yang Wuji?"

Before the soldiers rushed to him, Mo Xie trembled at Feixian Lingdao, who was about to fall to the ground.

"Yes...... It's him!"

The county order pointed to the son's brother who was standing next to the main seat commanding the soldiers.

"Bold! Dog officer! What are you pointing at nonsense? The people will obey the order! Kill those two traitors for me!"

The third prince halberd pointed at Mo Xie and Fei County Order.

"Yes!"

Numerous soldiers responded in unison.

The strong bow was opened, the spear and sword were swaying, and Mo Xie and Fei Xian Ling were surrounded in it, like trapped beasts.

The guests in the hall had already left their seats, and they were gathered behind the main seat, and when the soldiers had finished passing, they left first, and then the guests withdrew into the back hall.

The third prince was also ready to retreat together, in his eyes, it might not be so safe for this group of soldiers to kill Mo Ye and Fei Xian Ling, but at least they could resist it.

This is the Taishou Mansion, and the mansion has a group of strange people, and as long as the soldiers buy him some time, he can move the rescuers.

"Whoosh!"

The soldiers began to release arrows, and the sound of arrow feathers was like an orchestra, urging the third prince to keep speeding up.

He didn't see what had become of the scene in the flower hall.

……

"Hua'er, what did you do this time?"

In the back hall, where everyone thought they were safe, the heavy iron door was closed, and the whole house was impervious to wind and rain.

After pacifying the guests, Taishou began to educate his son.

"It's nothing, I just robbed a girl, but I didn't expect that although the Yang family was down, they could still know such a master, Daddy, did you see clearly the hand that person cut off General Li Bijiang?"

didn't hide it, I don't know if it was completely shameless or didn't take all this seriously at all, the third son's face was natural.

"What kind of girl can make you snatch it? That person is really difficult to deal with, General Li's skills are already first-class, but he was played to death by the other party's cat play rat, I am already old, but you still don't let me worry." ”

It seems that Mo Ye did not knock on the door as a thing, the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, there is nothing wrong with this statement.

"Compared to the good that girl gave me, this little trouble is really not a trouble. ”

The third prince said that the two of them naturally retreated from others when they spoke, and others would never be so uninteresting to eavesdrop on their conversations.

"Oh, if it's good, can you honor your father?"

Taishou smiled, and his eyebrows, nose and eyes were squeezed together.

He knew very well what the 'benefit' of his son was, that it was worth causing such a big trouble, and that it was related to women, and that the 'benefit' could only be the same for their father and son.

"Father, you are really old and confused, as soon as this 'benefit' is finished, people will naturally be gone, and you are a little late to open your mouth. ”

The third prince said with a smile.