He has been tricked by this masked man a lot, even if it is an inconspicuous little thing, once it happens to a person in a high position, it will be written about and widely circulated.

The masked man's face was full of indignation, "Am I that kind of person? When did I use my brother's privacy for profit? When did I do such immoral things behind your back!"

"As soon as you talk about the lack of morality...... Jiang Yuhan pondered, his eyes suddenly became extremely oppressive, "Sixteen years ago, did you cut my court clothes?"

"Ten...... Sixteen years? Do you dare to hold grudges even more! Even treat your brothers so stingy, and there are still people who say that you are generous, you really don't know people!"

"I'm just here to prove that you've done a lot of immorality, and you are, and you still are. Jiang Yuhan's expression was calm, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

The masked man suddenly had a bad feeling.

Jiang Yuhan said, "Ever since I saw you in the south, you have always had injuries on your body. It has become more serious in the last two days. ”

The masked man looked strange, "You can't change your medical skills, do you?"

Jiang Yuhan glanced at him lightly, "If you want to know what you are thinking, just look at your expression directly, why bother with it?"

The masked man was speechless for a while, and arched his hand, "I'm convinced, you guy, hurry back and pack your luggage, and take your sister-in-law to Li Zhou to play." "If you get along with Jiang Yuhan again, you will be able to see what he ate for dinner the day before yesterday.

Jiang Yuhan was more concerned about the physical condition of the masked man, and frowned, "Do you need me to find you a doctor?"

"I have received my heart, you can concentrate on fleeing. To be honest, he was quite moved, Jiang Yuhan was in such a dangerous situation now, and he was still thinking about his brother.

Jiang Yuhan no longer insisted, and patted the masked man on the shoulder, "Take care, I'll write to you after I get to Lizhou." And ......" Jiang Yuhan sighed lightly, "Let's get along with Wan'er." There is no grudge in this world that cannot be resolved. ”

The masked man's heart skipped a beat and he exclaimed, "How much do you know?"

"You should be glad that I am no longer the crown prince, otherwise I will ascend to the throne of God in the future, and you will be punished for the crime of deceitful king. ”

"According to the rules?" the masked man was a little surprised, it is said that Jiang Yuhan is not such a person.

"Of course not. ”

As soon as Jiang Yuhan's answer put the masked man at ease, he immediately heard the second half of the more terrifying sentence, "I will find you a woman and let her stay with you every day." ”

The masked man's body trembled, and he looked at Jiang Yuhan in horror, "I thank you for your great kindness, you hurry up and go to Lizhou, the carriage is ready, it's at the back door." Don't come back to me for the rest of your life!"

……

Princess Zhaoying had a lot of people from the imperial court around her, and the masked man was worried that these people would recognize Jiang Yuhan, so in order to avoid trouble, he let Jiang Yuhan go out through the small door and get into the carriage as soon as he went out, so as to minimize the chance of the two sides taking pictures.

Shen Lanying and Jiang Yuhan left from Fengyun Pavilion one after another, and after another half an hour, it was estimated that the two of them had already arrived at their respective destinations, and the masked man came to a quiet room, took out a bunch of bottles and cans from the box, tinkered with his face in the mirror for a while, changed his face, and brought a wide eaves hat before swaggering out from the gate of Fengyun Pavilion.

It's not surprising that he dresses like this, and many customers who inquire about information are reluctant to show their true faces, so when he walks in the crowd, he doesn't attract attention.

He never imagined that he had just walked out of the gate of Fengyun Pavilion no more than ten steps, and he was greeted by dozens of enemies falling from the sky, as well as bright blades.

The shiny blade reflected the dazzling sunlight and stabbed straight at him, less than a foot away from him in the blink of an eye.

To be honest, in the past month, he has been living a life of stopping, often old injuries have not healed and new injuries are added, more and more gauze on his body, and his body is getting weaker and weaker, but the number of people in black chasing him is not small at all.

He regretted a little that he had provoked his boss Kong Yan, the martial arts of the killers under this guy were not strong, but they couldn't stand the large number, and all of them were not afraid of death.

Today he was a little bit more on his back, and he didn't even have a knife with him, let alone the long sword he was used to. He took a step sideways and slapped away the enemy's blade with his bare hands, but this simple action made him feel his qi and blood surge.

Seeing that more than a dozen people on the other side formed an encirclement, the masked man smiled helplessly, it seems that he is going to be planted here today, it is he who underestimated the enemy, but he didn't expect Sikong Yan to really dare to do it during the day.

The pedestrians in the market screamed and fled in all directions, and the lively street market, which was full of traffic a second ago, was empty in the blink of an eye, leaving only a group of black-clothed people with knives. The stalls were knocked over by fleeing pedestrians, and all kinds of small goods were scattered all over the street, and it was a mess as far as the eye could see.

The masked man knew that he would not escape death today, and he no longer cared about the injuries on his body, so he let go of his hands and feet and fought with his opponent.

When a master no longer cares about life and death and starts to fight hard, the attack power is absolutely amazing. As a result, the situation of the group fight actually played a sense of parity, but both sides of the fight knew very well that the state of the masked man would not last long.

The man in black was killed by the masked man and injured two and four wounded, and the masked man himself was covered in blood, with several stab wounds on his body, and the old wounds were also cracked again, and the blood flowed down the tattered clothes, dripping on the slightly dusty pavement.

The result of the group fight was doomed, and five or six steel knives were placed on the masked man's neck. There was too much blood, which made his vision a little dilated and his head was groggy, but he gritted his teeth and held on to prevent himself from falling.

In the teahouse across the street, the tea drinkers had run out, leaving only a young man shaking a fan and the black-clothed guards who followed him closely.

Sikong Yan walked to the masked man's side, his demeanor was just like his image in the hearts of the people, Qingyuan was indifferent, and there was a hint of a smile on his face. He smiled and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Zuo Chang." ”

The hat worn by the masked man had fallen off during the fight, revealing his face after his disguise, a famous literati in Jiangnan, Zuo Chang, whose real name is Huang Zihuan.

Huang Zihuan spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "Don't kill me?" Do you still have questions for me?"

Sikong Yan smiled slightly, "Is Mr. willing to answer?"

Huang Zihuan was about to reply to Sikong Yan with a sentence of "Daydreaming!", when suddenly, a black shadow shot out from a distance.