She lifted her fingers slightly, pinching the sword that rested around her neck. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What are you doing?" Sensing Wuhua's movements, the woman pinched her arm and said sharply.

This woman is moody, and if she annoys her, I am afraid that the gain will outweigh the loss. Wuhua slowed down. "Didn't the girl say she wanted to know the man's whereabouts?"

"The girl has this long sword across my neck, and when I am unable to move, how can I lead the way for the girl?"

The woman's height is just in Wuhua's ear, and it is so easy to hold Wuhua hostage because the place where she is standing is a little taller. So if you think about it carefully, it's not easy to walk.

"Turn around."

The woman pondered for a moment, put away her sword, and pulled out a dagger in her left hand.

The slender and slender dagger exudes a chilling glow, which is particularly eye-catching in the night.

"Good dagger." Wuhua turned around and saw that the dagger's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise.

The woman glanced at Wuhua up and down suspiciously, but when she thought of Wuhua's previous appearance, she concluded that she didn't know martial arts, so her vigilance relaxed a lot. "You're very discerning."

What answered her was a smile on the corner of Wuhua's lips.

Wuhua is handsome, and under such a close observation, the woman was dazzled by her smile.

After just a moment's effort, Wuhua took a step back, and she was already standing on the edge of the waterfall. Falling backwards like this, the woman tried to reach out and grab her.

As soon as Wuhua's long sleeves flicked, several arrows in her sleeves were thrown out by her.

The woman reacted very quickly, her eyes were full of haze, and while the dagger in her hand was thrown out violently, she turned around to dodge the arrows shot by Wuhua. The arrow in the sleeve is short, but the speed is extremely fast, one shot is three, even if the woman is fast, she will inevitably be hit by an arrow.

But after all, she is a person who practices martial arts, and her strength control is different from that of ordinary people, and the dagger is brisk, and she threw it out as a hidden weapon, but the target is Wuhua's heart.

The dwarf figure hidden in the shadows muttered. "This woman is really ruthless." There was a sigh. "It's a pity that this good dagger."

The movement in his hand was not slow, and five slender silver needles were thrown out side by side. The cow hair needles were sent out in a row, but there was a succession of speeds, and the five silver needles all hit a point, forcing the dagger back and forth, and it was nailed directly to the wall.

The woman covered her bloody arm and looked down again, only to see Wuhua's figure explode a splash in the water and disappear. Her dagger, nailed to the wall, motionless.

She looked around with sharp eyes. "Who! Come out! ”

"Idiot, why are Taoyuan Pavilion such simple-minded people?" The dwarf figure muttered, rolling his eyes secretly.

I don't know how long this woman's brain circuit is, since he is hiding in the shadows to shoot, he naturally doesn't want to reveal his identity, how can he go out?

Hearing that no one answered, the woman gritted her teeth and tried to jump down.

"If you don't teach a lesson, you really can't learn well." The dwarf figure touched his waist, and three more silver needles shot out. "What a waste." This cow needle is used a little less, and it is a waste to use it on this woman.

I thought that the woman's wound would be poked into a sieve by herself, but the three silver needles sent by the short figure were stopped.

The long sword in the man's hand danced quickly, resisting the thin needle.

The figure of the woman jumping down was pressed down by someone with her hand, but when she turned around, she was grabbed by the back collar. When she looked back, it was a man in black with a stern face.

"Senior brother."

This man is a powerful character, and the short figure is lying on its stomach and lurking.

Although the woman said that she was more impulsive, when she saw the three holes in the man's long sword, she swallowed the words.

If Wuhua was still there, she would naturally recognize that this person was another man in black she had seen three years ago.

"Senior brother, have you found someone?" The woman's figure paused slightly, and she looked back.

The man shook his head, his brows furrowed. "Let's go."

"But." The woman reluctantly pointed to the hot spring below.

The man shook his head. "I can't care so much, they chased after me."

The woman stomped her foot hatefully, and in a trance she seemed to find that this helpless emotion was somewhat familiar. It's just that she didn't have time to think about anything, so she fled towards the forest with the man in black.

Seeing the two of them fleeing, the short figure straightened up, his face was immature, it seemed that he was only eight or nine years old, and the look on his face did not match his age at all.

In the ink, gusts of night wind rolled up, cracks split in the sky, and a strange silver shone in the clouds in the dark. The whirring cold wind poured into the alley, and the jailer, who was asleep on the table with most of his body, tightened his clothes, listened to the ghosts in the prison crying wolf howl, and shouted fiercely. "What's the noise!"

The jailer has a fat head and big ears, a fierce appearance, and his usual methods are also very vicious, he was so frightened, and his voice in the prison was much quieter.

The jailer smashed his mouth, and when drowsiness hit, he changed his angle and continued to sleep.

"What's that!" The strong smell of smoke kept wafting from outside, and some of the prisoners looked at it carefully for a long time with their eyes wide open, and soon their eyes widened, and suddenly some people screamed.

"It's on fire!"

"It's on fire! Help me! Help me! ”

One person spoke up, and the prison suddenly exploded.

Tonight the wind was strong, and the bright red tongue of fire quickly rolled into one of the cells, and the dry wooden railing was instantly ignited, and the prisoner, who had slept very peacefully, was suddenly swept away by the heat, and by the time he came to his senses, he had become a burning man. Let out a low scream.

"Help! Open the door!! The prisoners began to scream frantically as they lay on the wooden railings.

Outside the prison was also noisy, and the sound of hurried footsteps was noisy.

The jailer lying on the table was awakened by the smoke, and when he saw this scene in the prison, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his feet were so weak that he could barely stand up.

The wind rises and the flames grow louder and louder. There was already an irrepressible trend, and the wooden railings were quickly enveloped by the fire, quickly engulfing the prisoners in the cells. The fat-headed jailer's head was buzzing, and a huge panic drove his body, and he took a step and ran towards the outside of the prison. "Help, it's on fire."

"Help, help!" The jailer staggered to dodge the fire and headed in the direction of the door.

Blazing flames flickered through the cell.

The fire started from the direction of the door, Huang Bi was a feloon, and he lived in the deep stone house, except for an iron gate, there was only one vent, so the fire had not yet burned to him. He couldn't see the scene outside at all, but the thick black smoke pouring in from the vents made him understand something.

On weekdays, except for the time when food is delivered, not many people come here at all.

Thick black smoke poured in along the tuyere, and Huang Bi heard the terrible screams outside, and couldn't help but feel weak in his heart. The feeling of death made Huang Bi's legs sore, his body lying on the door and unable to move, he finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and slapped the railing vigorously, but he couldn't get a response from the people outside.

Although he has been sentenced to be beheaded after the next year, no one can calmly accept death in the face of death, the fear in Huang Bi's heart began to be infinitely magnified, and Huang Bi began to recklessly, almost frantically banging on the iron door, hoping to get the attention of others. "Let me out! Let me out! ”

As soon as the fire was out of control, the bars of the cells that had started the fire had been burned off, and a part of the solid wall had begun to collapse rapidly, and in this chaos, no one noticed, and several figures under the cover of the fire sneaked in from the collapse and went straight to the deepest part of the cell.

Huang Bi leaned against the iron door in despair, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were scattered. Suddenly, as if he had heard something, he rolled over and crawled up with unprecedented speed, lying on the iron door, and striking. "Help!!"

At the same time as the sound of the iron lock falling to the ground, the iron door was pushed open from the outside, and Huang Bi saw that the person who came was not a jailer, and unconsciously took a few steps back. "You, who are you? What do you want to do? ”

There were three men standing at the door, all wearing simple black power suits without patterns and covering their faces with black scarves, after seeing Huang Bi's retreating movements, the leading man quickly took off the black scarves on his face, revealing a face that Huang Bi was extremely familiar with. After Huang Bi reacted, he was ecstatic. "Uncle Huang."

The man's temples were white, his eyes were peaceful, and his ordinary face was full of wrinkles, and he looked to be in his fifties. Huang Bi looked carefully, and the two young men who followed Uncle Huang felt very familiar to him.

One of the men was carrying a black cloth bag.

"Childe, now is not the time to talk about this." Seeing that Huang Bi seemed to want to ask something, Uncle Huang hurriedly stretched out his hand to interrupt his next words. With his eyes flickering back, the man behind him hurriedly stepped forward and poured out the contents of the black cloth bag.

It turned out to be a man with a body shape similar to Huang Pi, the man was still fainting, and he was thrown out like this, and he didn't look awake.

Seeing this, where can Huang Bi not understand.

"Childe, let's go." Uncle Huang couldn't help urging.

took the black towel in Uncle Huang's hand, and before several people left, Uncle Huang took out a bag of things from his arms and spilled it.

In a small alley outside Jingzhao Mansion, a group of black-clothed masked men lurked, and at this moment, one of the men who had not left long walked to the leader's side.

The man in the lead covered his face with a black scarf, and the only pair of narrow Danfeng eyes that were exposed squinted, observing the direction of the Jingzhao Mansion prison. The sky in the area of the Jingzhao Mansion prison has been printed orange by the firelight.

"What do you mean over there?"

The masked man said in a deep voice. "That party asked me to send the news to the Feng family first, and said that it would be delayed until the Feng family arrived."

The man nodded, leaning on the wall, and watched the three figures get into the car at the entrance of the back alley, and the coachman hurriedly drove the carriage past him, and waited until the carriage drove out of the road for a while, and whispered. "Keep up."

Although the Feng family remained neutral above the court, that was before. Because Mrs. Feng testified against Huang Bi in court, and Huang Bi was the only incense of the Huang family, so the Feng family and the Huang family became mortal enemies, and the Huang family could not let the incense break, so they had to take risks. The Feng family has not gotten rid of the troubles, and they will definitely do their best to catch Huang Bi back.

It's just that this news is in a hurry, and since the Huang family dares to be so bold tonight, everything should be arranged properly. This Feng family doesn't know when they will be able to react and catch up, and before that, Huang Bi must not be allowed to escape from Kyoto. If you can't catch it, I'm afraid you'll have to run for nothing tonight.

There is no moon tonight, and in addition, in order to prevent accidents, they are all extremely remote paths. Gave the galloping black carriage the best cover.

Seeing that I have walked some way further, it is the West City Gate. The man with phoenix eyes waved his hand. "Up."