In his eyes, he is just an ordinary little beggar. And the meal at night must have been drugged, if you eat the food like those people, you will definitely not be fascinated for a moment, after all, the resistance of ordinary people cannot be as strong as that of a warrior.

Once you fall, it is bound to arouse suspicion.

Although this is not the case, this is definitely the worry of the middle-aged man, so he will threaten himself viciously not to let him eat dinner, and when he turned to leave, he also put his heart at ease.

Day and night, it is difficult to prevent thieves, what do middle-aged people want? money or beauty, or something else?

Lin Yichen hopes that his speculation is wrong, this young lady is kind-hearted, Cui'er treats herself well, good people should always have good rewards!

But when he quietly looked over at the gathering of warriors, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Around the flickering campfire, several figures crept up stealthily, and then slowly drew the sword from their waist and slashed at the neck of their companion who had eaten and lived with them these days, and was unconscious at the moment.

There was a slight thud, and blood splattered.

Silently, a few souls returned to the underworld!

Lin Yichen didn't dare to move, although he had been promoted to the Tibetan Spirit Realm, there were quite a few of these thieves, and the middle-aged man was also a master of the Chiyao Realm, and acting rashly would only cost him his life.

What's more, he didn't know if there were any thieves hiding in the crowd.

Is Meng Lao one of them? If so, with Meng Lao's ability, then everyone is doomed to disaster.

Squinting at the carriage where Meng Lao was, Lin Yichen's heart couldn't help but relax, and he immediately became nervous again.

Because he saw that the middle-aged man was coldly and vigilantly touching Meng Lao at the moment, his feet were silent, his breath was constricted to the extreme, and the long sword in his hand was beside him, and there was no reflection in the dark sky.

Meng Lao is not one of theirs! But at this moment, his life is also threatened.

Lin Yichen's mind was in a hurry, and he quietly reached out and felt a small pebble on the ground, clasped it on his fingertips, and bounced it out.

I wanted to hit Meng Lao to see if I could wake him up, but Lin Yichen didn't dare to use too much vitality to expose himself, this time it was actually missed, and it was also a mistake, and the stone bullet hit the middle-aged man's long sword.

With a "sonorous ......", a crisp sword roar came out, which was extremely abrupt in this murderous and quiet night.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect such a change, the moment the voice sounded, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he didn't hesitate any longer, and the long sword stabbed towards Meng Lao with a shake.

At this critical juncture, Meng Lao opened his worried eyes and turned his body almost instinctively.

A splash of blood appeared, Meng Lao's shoulder was pierced, the pain made him wake up instantly, the horsewhip in his hand threw out a crisp explosion, and when his head was covered by the middle-aged man, he shouted angrily: "Zhang Ding, what are you doing!"

Zhang Ding didn't answer, drew back his long sword, his face was cold, and he made a mess with Meng Laozhan.

Lin Yichen quietly looked around, and found that those sleeping martial artists had been awakened at this moment, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that the middle-aged Zhang Ding was also cautious when he drugged them, and did not dare to take too obvious deadly poisons or drugs that were too powerful.

After all, this medicine has a strong effect and a big taste, so it is easy to be recognized.

However, his caution was ruined after the sound of the sword.

If it weren't for that sword roar, everyone here would have been killed silently by Zhang Ding and several of his men.

After those sleeping warriors were awakened, they all looked around in a daze, a little confused.

After a while, an exclamation came: "Sun Jian is dead! Who did it?"

Before the words were spoken, the man felt a chill in his chest, looked down, and saw the tip of a sword passing through his body.

"Yuanhong, what are you doing?"

There was incredulous questioning in the roar.

In this case, the most feared thing is that a trusted companion stabs him in the back, and this group of warriors just woke up for a while, and they were quickly solved by several of Zhang Ding's subordinates. It was only at this moment that they reacted, roared, and fought with them with unparalleled anger.

The battlefield is divided into two regiments, one is the melee of the miscellaneous soldiers, and the other is the heads-up of Zhang Ding and Meng Lao.

Lin Yichen was taking advantage of the night at this moment to quietly touch the third carriage.

He originally wanted to run, which was the safest and safest way. But thinking of Cui'er's care for herself in the past few days, Lin Yichen felt uneasy.

The three women in the carriage were obviously also awakened by the movement outside, and when Lin Yichen touched here, he heard Cui'er's somewhat dissatisfied voice coming from inside: "What is the noise in the middle of the night?" ”

Then I heard the sound of Suosuo's dressing.

Lin Yichen didn't delay, lifted the curtain of the car, and flashed in directly.

"Who!" Cui'er was shocked, raised her two pink fists, and hit Lin Yichen with her head and face.

"Don't fight, it's me!" Lin Yichen pinched Cui'er's two hands and clenched them hard.

"Little beggar?" Cui'er finally heard Lin Yichen's voice, and immediately gritted her teeth and said, "You disciple, get down." ”

As he spoke, he kicked at Lin Yichen with his foot. In the garage, Mrs. and Miss were also frightened by Lin Yichen, trembling, like quails in the cold winter.

"Shut up!" Lin Yichen covered her mouth and pushed her down on the car board.

"Zhang Ding is reversed! Listen to yourselves!" Lin Yichen hurriedly said.

This was said to the three women in the garage, after all, it was indeed a bit abrupt to rush in by himself in the middle of the night, and he always had to explain the reason. Raising his eyes to look at Mrs. and Miss, Lin Yichen quickly looked away again.

The three girls in the car were stunned, listened carefully, and sure enough, they heard the voice of Meng Lao scolding Zhang Ding, occasionally mixed with Zhang Ding's cold laughter.

"How so?" said Cui'er.

Madame and Mademoiselle were holding the futon in front of them at the moment, and their faces were a little pale.

"You get dressed first, and I'll get you out of here. Lin Yichen gritted his teeth, he didn't know how long Meng Lao and those martial artists could support, and he didn't know who would have the last laugh in this battle, but he definitely couldn't continue to stay in the garage.

Lin Yichen's composure infected the three girls a little, and when they heard his words, they remembered what they should do at this moment.

Madame's face was a little red, and she said in a trembling voice: "Little beggar, can you go down first, and wait for us to get dressed......

Lin Yichen turned his head to look at her, and said a little impatiently: "Madam, if you still want to live, don't worry too much at this moment, I will only expose my whereabouts if I go down now." ”

Hearing him say this, the lady nodded slightly.

The three girls hurriedly put on their clothes in the garage, and although Lin Yichen turned his back to them, the lady and the young lady were still red. The mother and daughter wore clothes in front of a man, which they couldn't think of before, but now that the situation is forcing them, they can only press the shame in their hearts.

Cui'er is better, she is already more open, and she is more familiar with Lin Yichen, and she has been dressed up in a short time, and she went to help Madame and Miss again.

After a while, the three girls were already dressed.

"Let's run. Cui'er's voice trembled a little.