The sunset is lonely, the wilderness is wild, and the souls are dry. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

An Ning looked at the peaceful scene of the sunset, and his heart flashed not the tranquility before death, but the fear of the future.

Today's Zhao Baye is just a bandit who has fallen into the grass, and has not yet been recruited by Daqin. Once the tiger returns to the mountain and is accepted by the Great Qin Emperor, he is destined to become a fierce rival of the Great Liang.

She trembled her hands, and the big knife in Lao Ba's hand was very long and wide, and it was enough to split her in half from her head.

Qingyan whined, kneeling and struggling, rope digging into her skin, almost flesh to the bone.

An Ning raised his head and looked at the eighth child: "My life...... My life is given to you, and you must spare the people of Daliang. Lao Ba frowned, his face was bearded, dirty, sloppy but shrewd: "What did you say?" ”

An Ning took a deep breath and plucked up his courage: "Our royal family owes you, I will give it back to you, please spare the people of Daliang." ”

Anyway, she also survived once, and she didn't lose anything.

The queen mother has Dong Jingyi to take good care of her, she can't take care of Tang Meiren anymore, and as for Yang Yu, he will definitely be able to live well.

Her eyes were obscure: "You are also a citizen of Daliang, how can you be ruthless." ”

Lao Ba looked at her with a solemn expression, and opened his mouth to say something.

"Ding-" The sharp blade broke through the air, and a red figure with a sword rushed from behind the old eight, stabbing him in the heart. Lao Ba dodged sideways in a few steps, the long knife in his hand was weightless and unstable, and he fell towards An Ning's head.

Yang Xi looked up at the snow-colored white blade slashing down from his forehead, and in his ears was the maple mark and shouted sharply: "Your Highness!" The eighth seemed to react, dodged sideways and hurriedly retreated a few steps, grabbing the big men and running into the forest.

At the last moment, Yang Xi threw himself to the side, the blade entered the flesh, and slashed at her shoulder.

At first it was a cold feeling, then a piercing pain, as if it was about to tear her whole body apart.

Feng Zhen supported Yang Xi who fell, her face was red, her eyes were about to split, and the blood gushed out like a tide, staining her clothes red.

It really hurts.

Yang Xi took a deep breath, feeling that every breath seemed to be exhausting all his strength. She clung to the maple marks, and her breath was unsteady: "Can't ...... can't let him go...... "We can't let that murderer escape anymore, and we can't let the people of Daliang be humiliated by such a person."

He's a nightmare for the girder.

"Kill...... him. An Ning was so painful that he couldn't open his mouth, and Feng Zhen turned around to look at the bandits, who were running wildly into the forest, and had gradually drifted away.

He couldn't have let go of his peace to chase those people.

The blade was still stuck on An Ning's shoulder, he couldn't pull it out, Qingyan broke free of the rope and rushed over a few steps, looking anxious, took off his outer robe, tore it into a row and pressed it on An Ning's shoulder, trying to block the hot blood that flowed out continuously, and the other took out a pack of needles from his waist, and his hands were like the wind, one by one rooted in An Ning's shoulder.

Yang Xi's eyes turned black for a while, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

There are hot water dripping in the dimness, are they tears?

Lao Ba dragged the big man with scars to run in the forest, and the nine people were panting, but no one dared to stop.

"!" Someone in the middle roared, and then fell silent again.

Damn it!

Lao Ba also scolded in his heart.

I should have done it earlier, killed the person, buried it on the spot, and did it without knowing it, who knew that kid would come so quickly.

In his darkest memory, it was a group of people who cut off the heads of countless innocent women and children.

His mother's, his sister's, and his younger siblings.

What the hell was he hesitating at that time?

The group hurried, trying to hold back their breath, and through the woods, they had a few fast horses tied to them, and escaped from Pingcheng, where they had to flee for their lives to the border.

"Poof—"

"Puff puff—"

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and three or four sharp arrows were shot.

"Ahh Several big men fell, with black feather arrows pierced in their chests, and they were killed instantly. The eighth rolled on the spot, pushed the big man with the scar next to him back, and the two rolled into a ball.

He shoved the monkey and the man with the scar by the hand: "Run." A few people just wanted to turn around, and a few sharp arrows came and landed at the feet of Lao Ba.

The other party was warning him.

Lao Ba's heart sank, he stopped, and saw that the monkeys were running away, so he slowly raised his hand.

"I don't know which way the fairy is, come out to meet?" He said in a low voice.

A group of people slowly walked out in the dark, and one in the middle was dressed in a black cloak and wearing a black mask, and his momentum was remarkable.

The man looked at him slowly and asked in a low voice, "Zhao Rong?" The eighth raised his head suddenly, his eyes shining, "Who are you?" ”

He even knew his name.

No one knows, and those who know are dead.

All are dead.

Yang Ziming had an indescribable feeling in his heart - he didn't expect to meet the old man here - Zhao Baye.

The commander of the Zhao family's army, who is famous in Great Qin, holds the military power of Great Qin, is violent by nature, and fights with one force.

Yang Ziming chuckled, how was he going to tell him, he said this name to him personally.

Zhao Baye was originally a disciple of the Zhao family, but later became reckless, and finally defected to Daqin, and they met at that time.

They were like brothers at that time, supporting each other and cooperating with each other, one was a sharp blade, the other was a compass, the direction he pointed, Zhao Rong led the army to conquer, and the strategy he gave made Zhao Rong win without a fight. The two fought for the Great Qin Emperor, were invincible, and made great achievements.

No one in the Great Qin government and the opposition dared to oppose them.

Seeing him laughing, Zhao Baye asked sharply, "Who are you?" ”

Yang Ziming waved his hand: "Give him a horse." ”

The man in black took out a horse and walked in front of Zhao Rong. Zhao Baye hesitated a little: "You let me go?" ”

Yang Ziming coughed lightly in a low voice before softly saying, "Let you go." ”

Zhao Rong didn't hesitate, turned over and got on the horse, his eyes slowly swept over the group of people in black, although he had a thousand questions in his heart, he also knew that now was not the time to ask.

Man is a sword, I am a fish, he must leave this place at once, and then find another opportunity.

The horses neighed, Zhao Rong pulled the reins of the horses, and galloped towards the distance, there was only one mountain road here, as long as he turned the path facing the cliff in front of him, he would open the sea and the sky, and no one could threaten him anymore.

Yang Ziming watched quietly, until the figure gradually faded away, and then said softly: "Black Eagle." ”

Between master and servant, sometimes it is self-evident.

The black-clothed people put on a big black bow and a huge black arrow, and the black eagle squatted slightly, his body was stable, and he slowly pulled the bowstring, aiming at a man and a horse in the distance, and moved slowly.

Five fingers and one piece.

"Hum-" The sound of strings lingers.

As soon as the bowstring loosened, the air tightened.

In the darkness, all the black-clothed people silently watched the arrow towards a person and a horse, and in silence and silence, Yang Ziming suddenly turned his face sideways.

Zhao Rong's figure was slammed, and a sharp arrow broke out of his chest.