"Dad, what's the matter?"

Zihong is Bai Shaocheng's scholar and Yang Zhixing's only son. Now sixteen years old, although not as burly as Bai Shaocheng, but the height is almost the same.

Yang Zhixing patted Zihong's slightly immature shoulder vigorously, and said loudly: "You and Young Master Bai have changed their clothes, especially some valuable jewelry. Later, if something goes wrong, Zihong, you give me a top! ”

When Bai Shaocheng heard this, he suddenly felt unspeakably uncomfortable, he knew that it would take great courage to make a decision. However, as the young master of the Bai family, Bai Shaocheng couldn't agree!

"Uncle Dao, don't be kidding, I'm not a child, I still have the ability to protect myself." Holding back the sourness in his nose, Bai Shaocheng skillfully rejected Yang Zhixing's kindness with a smile. "Besides, Zihong is my brother, how can I meet ......"

Without waiting for Bai Shaocheng to finish speaking, Yang Zhixing suddenly turned around and came behind him, stretched out his broad palm and slammed it on the back of Bai Shaoxian's neck. The unfinished words were replaced by a muffled snort, and the quilt Zihong carried it into the carriage.

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready!"

Driven by Yang Zhixing's momentum, everyone is like mountains and rivers.

The big husband is a responsibility!

A real man, he is not afraid!

At this time, Zihong had already changed his clothes and jumped out of the carriage. He was wearing a white Shaocheng coat, loose and slightly larger. However, Zihong cleverly tightened his waist, and when he looked closely, he really looked like a son on his delicate face.

Yang Zhixing glanced at his son deeply, nodded silently, without words, father and son knew. He took out the copper-ringed steel-toothed knife, knocked the back of the knife hard, raised it high, and roared: "Go!" ”

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot at Zihong with a thousand momentum, and then countless arrows rained down from the mountain tops on both sides like a torrential rain.

The horse team that had rested all night was ready to go, and everyone's attention was focused on the Valley of the Wicked ahead. No one thought that they would suddenly be ambushed by robbers at this time and here.

In an instant, wails erupted, people turned on their backs, and the caravan of hundreds of people lost more than half in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, in the Wangxiang Pavilion, Linlang's heart shook suddenly. She stood up and stared in the direction of the setting sun, her eyes glazed over.

The cold little hands clutched tightly to his chest, and his restless heart fluttered. Linlang trembled and took a deep breath, her small mouth was open, and she repeated Bai Shaoyan's name over and over again. It wasn't until a long time that the calm returned.

The caravan far away in Jizhou suddenly changed. The people panicked and collapsed.

Yang Zhixing roared angrily, swung his knife to slash away the sharp arrow that pierced his temple, turned around and kicked away the porter who was stunned in place.

"What are you still doing! Abandon goods to save your life! The loud voice woke everyone up, and in a short moment, all the people who could move rushed towards the sword rain.

Arrows with feathers stuck to their tails, with a whistling trail, brushed the ends of the man's hair and stuck in the front of the carriage. He stood up in a panic and got under the carriage with his head in his hands.

The dense rain of arrows left no gaps, and after just a few steps, several people were pierced into hedgehogs and fell to the ground wailing.

"Zihong, wake up the young master and run!"

Yang Zhixing came to the carriage against the fleeing crowd, and the steel-toothed knife in his hand was constantly hit by the arrows. He stretched out his hand and pulled Bai Shaoyan, pushed hard forward, and shouted in his heart with tears in his eyes: "Young Master, take care!" ”

The whirring sound of arrows and the chaotic wail drowned out Yang Zhixing's voice.

Bai Shaocheng was dizzy, and before he knew what was going on, he was knocked to the ground by the crowd full of arrows......

In the blink of an eye, the caravan of hundreds of people collapsed, Yang Zhixing roared, and pulled Zihong, who was wearing white Shaocheng's clothes, to move out with great difficulty against the rain of arrows.

It is also strange to say that the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun stopped for the first time after the "Bai Shaoxian" was alone.

Yang Zhixing looked up at the mountains on both sides, held Zihong's hand tightly, and shouted loudly: "Dare to ask which brother on the road, under the big mouth knife, if you offend Haihan, wait for the brother to finish delivering the goods, and personally come to the door to apologize!" ”

"Dad, it's obviously a bunch of bandits, how could they be so kind to let us go?" After all, Zihong is still young, and he has never seen this kind of scene, his small palms are covered with sweat, and he is trembling hidden in his sleeves.

"Shut up!" Yang Zhixing shouted sharply, "You are Young Master Bai now, hold your chest up, don't lose your momentum." These people are clearly not here for the goods, their purpose is ......"

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing in the sky were deafening, and dense masked people rushed out of the woods, brandishing bright broadswords to instantly surround the two in the middle.

"Humph! A rabble is also worthy of a caravan? The leader who spoke turned out to be a stinky boy, holding a long whip with bone spurs in his hand, followed by two personal guards, a man and a woman. The boy turned to the woman and said, "Rouge, you have taken a team of men and horses to chase after you, and there will be no one left alive!" ”

"Yes, helmsman!"

Helmsman? When Yang Zhixing heard these two words, his heart suddenly cooled. The hinterland of the Central Plains is mixed with sects, although it is uneven, but only one alliance is distributed according to the rudder.

"Your Excellency is the Three Helmsmen of the Eastern Nine Alliance, Jin Tian?" Yang Zhixing asked tentatively.

"I know a lot! It's just a pity that you didn't have a chance to say it! The Jin Tian Helm Lord smiled, and then said: "Bloodstained, you go and tie up the little one, and dispose of the old one on the spot!" ”

Although Jin Tian is a child, he is old-fashioned when he speaks, and his words are vicious, as if the person standing opposite is not a living person, but a knife and fish meat that can be slaughtered.

Blood-stained, carmine, the right-hand man of the Lord of the Jin Heavens. The top ten masters of the East Nine League, two came at once.

Yang Zhixing protected Zihong behind him, holding the copper-ringed steel-toothed knife tightly with both hands, staring at the bloodstained blood stained with a murderous aura and approaching step by step.

"Jintian Helmsman, the Yan League Master of the East Nine League has a friendship with my son-in-law, and I hope that the helmsman will open up the Internet for the sake of the Yan League Master."

Yang Zhixing didn't say this, but after saying it, it attracted a burst of ridicule: "Hahaha...... Yan Alliance Master? Thanks to the Yan League Master in your mouth, now the entire East Nine Alliance is scattered, and six of the nine helmsmen look at him unpleasantly! ”

Like a frightened rabbit, the wind fled in a hurry, leaving no trace.

Yang Zhixing watched the blood stain approach step by step, and a large amount of sweat oozed from the hand holding the steel-toothed knife. He rubbed the hilt of his knife over and over again, removing the sweat so that the unforeseen misfortune would follow.

Dressed in dark brown clothes, he was always staring at Yang Zhixing, with a playful smile on his face, and he didn't stop until half a foot away, and a trace of ruthless killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Far away in Jincheng, Linlang's lonely figure stood in Xiqiu for a long time, until the sun shone brightly, and the trembling heart fell.

He ......, what happened?

At this time, in the Golden Sky Garden.

The eldest lady held a snow-white tanuki and doted on it, with a rare smile on her face. In front of her, she is a dignified and charming woman, she is wearing a royal blue flowing yarn twelve-petal violet group, the lead Hua Dai eyebrows are like the painter's brush, and the red lips and teeth are more like the work of Tianhe.

This person is the daughter of Nanzhen squire Li Tianchang, Li Jingting's sister - Li Jingwan!