Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Alley of Eternal Life (Recommend, Collect!) )

The two pondered, but were speechless for a moment.

"If this king really can't come back after this trip, then ask General Yuan to take this, order all the troops, go straight to the palace, kill him without leaving a piece of armor, except for the villain Zong Ai, to avenge my Tuoba family!" Tuoba Han took out a white silk from his arms and handed it to Genga, and said earnestly.

Gao Yun and Yuan He were in awe in their hearts, this is their unyielding temperament of Tuoba family, and this is the spirit they are proud of.

After Tuoba Han finished speaking, he went out of the account without looking back.

Gao Yun and Yuan He chased out, only to see that Tuoba Han and the two had already driven their horses away.

Yuan He stood upright in the cold wind, lifted the white silk in his hand, and sure enough, it was the delicate and small tiger talisman. Suddenly, he felt that the mountains and ravines were in his hand.

As the sun sank in the west, it had already passed half an hour for Tuoba Han to set off to enter the palace, and Gao Yunzheng, who was still discussing matters with Yuanhe, was very busy.

Suddenly, another warrior was led into the tent, and said in return, Lan Yan invited King Dongping into the palace.

Before anyone finished speaking, Yuan He and Gao Yun exhaled in surprise: "What did you say?"

The samurai repeated it again, handing over Lan Yan's token and letter, which clearly stated the reason for inviting Tuoba Han into the palace.

Gao Yun exclaimed that something was wrong, and sent people to chase Tuoba Han immediately, and flew pigeons to pass the book to You Ya in the court.

Tuoba Han rushed all the way to the palace in the dust. Soon, I came to a small door behind the middle palace.

The samurai led the way, and Tuoba Han had no doubt in his heart, and strode forward into the palace gate.

Suddenly, the palace door behind him "creaked" and closed tightly, and the previous samurai was gone. Hearing the sound, Tuoba Han turned around and stepped forward and pulled a few times, but the palace gate just didn't move. The door has been locked from the outside.

Tuoba Han suddenly realized at this time that Gao Yun's original intention of not suggesting him to come was right. It's just that it's too late, he can no longer walk out of this gate, and he can no longer cross the wall of the palace in Yongxiang.

Tuoba Han cautiously pulled out the scimitar in his waist, turned around and looked ahead, and walked forward inch by inch. These few short steps are like an endless abyss of hell, making people's hairs stand on end every moment.

I heard one or two footsteps...... Tuoba Han only felt that his breath was getting heavier and heavier, as if there was only his own heartbeat in the entire Yongxiang.

As soon as he appeared, he heard a "boom" in the distance, and a sharp black shadow flew over. Tuoba Han only felt that the wind was cold in front of him, and he didn't have time to take a closer look at what this black shadow was, so he just turned around with his hand and dodged it neatly. Looking in the direction of the Shadow of Silence, Tuoba Han realized that it was an arrow!

Tuoba Han's brows furrowed, angry and hateful, and his eyes were full of anger.

Tuoba Han tightly grasped the cold glittering scimitar, rushed forward, and glanced left and right - in the middle of the road, there were warriors standing in formation on both sides, holding curved bows and swords at their waists, looking from a distance, there were about thirty people, and Zong Ai and Jia Zhou stood on the road into the palace, commanding them leisurely.

Zong Ai was still holding a bow in his hand, and there was no arrow on the string, so he was afraid that the arrow just now was shot by him. Seeing Tuoba Han alone, the corners of Zong Ai's mouth raised a smug smile.

Zong Ai shouted: "Ready!"

The samurai all brushed up their bows, leaving the arrows on the string, and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Shoot! ――

Zong Ai stretched out his hand and pointed directly at Tuoba Han, lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes, staring directly at Tuoba Han.

In an instant, the front and back of the road, thousands of arrows were fired together, and the air was full of scattered smallpox, poignant and magnificent, cold and bone-piercing, straight towards Tuoba Han.

Seeing this, Tuoba Han was calm and composed, and at a distance of one meter from the arrow, he jumped up, spun and flew in the air, and danced gorgeously. Tuoba Han's feet are like stepping on floating clouds, just a dragonfly touches the water, and ten thousand arrows bloom like scattered fireworks.

Seeing that the plan could not succeed, Zong Ai ordered the samurai to fire several arrows in succession. Tuoba Han sometimes leaned over, sometimes jumped, raised his hand to catch the flying monkey, jumped into the ambush of thousands of arrows, and walked freely by the palace wall of Yongxiang.

The arrows ran out, and Zong Ai had to order everyone to draw their swords and shout at each other. Tuoba Han is a man, and he is invincible. Zong Ai and Jia Zhou were defeated from time to time, and they were slashed several times. The samurai were stunned and did not dare to take a step forward.

Tuoba Han stabbed one by one, and he was already red-eyed, full of only thinking about cutting down Zong Ai to avenge his father's hatred. Tuoba Han fought more and more fiercely, and after a roar, he brandished his scimitar and went straight to Zongai.

Zong Ai was injured, and Jia Zhou wanted to help him escape, but the streets of Yongxiang were deep and long, and there were thousands of palace walls on both sides, which made the two of them become swords and fish meat, and they were slaughtered by others. Tuoba Han slashed at the two of them, and this knife went down, but he was afraid that his brains would splash everywhere.

Jia Zhou subconsciously let go of Zong Ai, flashed to the side, Zong Ai lost his center of gravity, and crooked to the palace wall on one side, but fortunately dodged this knife.

Tuoba Han slashed the knife with all his might, but he pounced into the air, and his heart was furious, and he waved the scimitar in his hand and slashed at Zong Ai for the second time. Without Jia Zhou's protection, Zongai, without the backbone of the backbone, was like a puddle of mud, slowly sliding down and slumping to the ground.

Zong Ai's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, his face twisted into a ball, and he became ugly, and he watched straight at the blade slashing at his head.

Zong Ai's mind went blank.

Tuoba Han's knife instantly split Zong Ai's green gauze hat in half, and Zong Ai's long, scattered hair immediately fell down.

At the moment when the knife was about to cut into Zong Ai's skull, everything was still.

Tuoba Han reluctantly turned around, looking dazed, it was Jia Zhou! With a "plop", Tuoba Han fell to the ground, dead and blind.

It turned out that Jia Zhou saw Tuoba Han angrily slashing at them, and without thinking about it, he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it back.

When Jia Zhou came back to his senses and found that Tuoba Han just wanted to cut the sect's love, he regretted and chagrin in his heart. He hurriedly let go of his hand and watched Tuoba Han's eyes widen and stare at him, feeling guilty in his heart.

He just wanted to protect himself, and he didn't want to kill him.

Gradually, Tuoba Han fell.

Looking at Tuoba Han's back, Zong Ai felt like a dream, unable to believe that he was not dead, and he couldn't believe that the person who fell in front of him would be Tuoba Han. After a few seconds in a trance, and then looked at Jia Zhou who was standing in a daze in front of him, he realized that it was Jia Zhou who killed Tuoba Han.

"Well done! Well done! Haha-" Zong Ai was ecstatic and excited, and stood up from the ground tremblingly.

He pulled out the knife on Tuobahan's back, kicked it over, and kicked it several times in succession to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Jia Zhou saw that Zong Ai was so cruel, so he stepped forward to dissuade him again, and said, "Da Sima, he is dead!"

Zong Ai thought of Jia Zhou's life-saving grace just now, so he stopped and shouted loudly: "Go back to the palace!" turned around and swaggered away with a few people.