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No moonshine.

Iron hooves fly, as if there is no one around.

It wasn't until the carriage that followed the target from a distance entered the tree-lined shortcut path that the leader pulled the reins and stopped the horse. It was the thick-eyed young man who covered his mouth and nose with a cloth.

"This ......," he said with a slight frown, uncertain, "I remember it...... Dead-end road?"

Dead-end road, also called digging road, dead end, there is no return.

"No way," replied his dark-skinned companion without hesitation, "that man could not have remembered the wrong way." ”

"Could it be a trap?"

"He was alone, and even if there were traps, he was outnumbered. ”

"But......" The thick-eyebrowed young man still hesitated, "Why don't we wait here?" ”

"If this is not the way to break the head, you can afford to lose someone? In my opinion, this specious shortcut he chose is to lure you into thinking like this. ”

The swarthy man said categorically, in a tone that could not be refuted.

The thick-eyebrow youth sighed lightly, and had to give up.

In the darkness, the yellow sand was lightly blowing, and eight strong men in famous ink clothes and riding tall horses galloped away in a hurry.

"Shhhh

Suddenly, the horse at the head stumbled, roared, and was frightened, and the swarthy man fell to the ground.

Tripping horses.

On the road, a tripwire was tied.

The horses that followed behind did not have time to stop, and they also fell.

The thick-eyebrowed young man supported himself with his sword and stood up with the pain all over his body.

But the rest of his companions were not as lucky as him, some broke their legs, some broke their hands.

- "!"

The dark-skinned one, who fell the hardest, broke his hands and feet, and couldn't help but curse fiercely: "Sinister villain!"

The shadows of the trees are swaying.

It's extraordinary.

"Insidious villain?"

In the darkness ahead, there was a sneer, a little low in the clear. To them, it sounded like a ghostly voice.

"Wouldn't it be more insidious for you who are sneakily and sneakily following this marquis?"

The man blew the fold of fire in his hand. In the faint light, everyone vaguely saw the slightly green and handsome face.

He's a boy. Dressed in pale clothes, riding on a white horse.

The masked men did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

This young man is even more tricky than the people of the Imperial City Division.

"An Guohou,"

The thick-eyebrow young man endured the sharp pain in his elbows and ankles, and said with his fists: "There is a life, and those who are below have to obey, I hope to forgive me!"

"Oh?"

The boy seemed to be smiling.

The thick-eyebrow young man Xu was stabbed by the pain and lost his vigilance, and said: "Besides, the 'Earthquake Thunder' belongs to the lord, and I also ask An Guohou to return it to its original owner." ”

"You're right. "Unexpectedly, the teenager did not argue with them.

He rode his horse, passed the remnants of the army, and turned back from the way he came.

The thick-eyebrowed young man squinted, trying to look ahead. Sure enough, it was a guillotine. He turned around and tried to run in the direction of the young man, but he didn't take two steps, his ankle twitched strongly, and he fell to the ground with a "poof".

The boy had galloped more than half a mile away.

"You want to 'shake the sky and thunder'......"

His voice came back from afar: "Then Benhou, I'll give you 'Heaven-shaking Thunder'!"

When he came to a tree and stopped his horse, the boy felt the rope wrapped around the tree.

Fire fold a little.

"Crackling, crackling......"

Scattered tiny fires flickered from far and near.

It's a letter!

He buried the "earth-shattering thunder" here!

The thick-eyed youth was shocked. At the moment of the catastrophe, arousing a strong will to survive, he limped in the direction of the boy!

"Ruan Da, take me!" the swarthy man pleaded as he passed by, grabbing him by the hem of his trousers.

It turned out that the young man with thick eyebrows was named Ruan Da.

Ruan Da didn't want to think about it, and stepped on the swarthy man with such force that his ankle, which was already crutched, hurt as if it was about to be broken.

If you hadn't insisted on going your own way, I wouldn't have ended up in this dead end!" Ruan Da thought angrily.

After running wildly for less than half a moment, there was a loud bang behind him.

The flames were surging into the sky, and the heat made Ruan Da rush forward uncontrollably.

The burning pain in his back made him almost faint. However, it is always good to pick up a life.

The guillotine road did not let him decapitate after all.

……