It was night, and he woke up from his sleep, dripping with cold sweat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The people seen today are gradually merging with the memories of them, with high eyebrows, deep eyes, and well-defined contours......

Thinking about it now, these details were particularly obvious, and the reason why she didn't recognize them at the time was because of his expression—a smiling expression.

Zhu Fanglou impressed her at first sight, cold, hard, oppressive, bloodthirsty, and mysterious, but it did not include his undisguised smile.

He was laughing at her, and maybe she wasn't the only one......

He laughed at her for being the only one here who had seen him for what he really was, and still didn't know it; ridiculed him for being an alien, and easily broke into the Great Qi army, known as the Iron Army, without anyone noticing.

Remembering what he was dressed today, his body suddenly trembled. She jerked her elbows up, and when her feet touched her shoes, they retracted sharply, as if they had been burned by something.

The stars and moon outside the window were dim, and he looked at it quietly, as if his soul was attracted, and his expression was calm and almost numb. But only she understands that the two villains who are desperately pulling in her heart seem to be evenly matched, but they have already tilted unconsciously.

This is her last chance, and since none of them give her a choice, she has to take the initiative.

Thinking of this, she didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly packed herself up, carrying only the jade pendant and the short knife that her father and mother gave her. Then she opened the door and walked out without looking back.

At the same time as the courtyard door was closed, several figures quickly flashed out of the courtyard, and after them, a strong figure appeared, and after standing in the courtyard for a long time, he turned his head to help the person walking towards him. The man was slender and even-shaped, dressed as a woman, and above the crook of her arm hung a burden that was not too large.

The man took the burden, and after the woman looked around slowly and reluctantly, the two looked at each other and walked away together.

At this time, she was unaware of everything, she ran on the deserted streets, and had no time to care about her own safety, only hoping that everything was still in time.

However, when she saw from afar the last chariot and horse passing through the city gates, she knew she was too late. If you follow up rashly, you will only be stopped by the soldiers defending the city, and if you are not careful, you will also cause unnecessary suspicion. She thought for a moment and turned directly to the direction of Zhoufu.

The night breeze spontaneously shuttled by, and he didn't dare to delay all the way, and stepped up his steps from the path to go straight to Zhou's mansion. The path leads to a remote gate on the west side of Zhou's mansion, close to the small courtyard where Yingxin lives, and is where she must pass every time she returns to the house late at night. For this reason, she also specially set a code with the grandmother guarding the door. Yingxin told her the code, joking that if you miss her in the middle of the night, you can come to her.

Tilt around the alley, then stop.

Outside the small door was a gray carriage that looked unremarkable. And at the foot of the steps, the city lord was solemnly explaining something to the man in black.

Obviously, there was someone not far away who could take charge, but he retreated for some reason.

Maybe the look on Zhou's face was too solemn, or maybe they were too cautious in their behavior......

Inexplicably, she set her eyes on the carriage. The wind was quiet, and the curtain was motionless.

Vehicles are closed to traffic after the Linzhou Hai hour, and at this moment, such a mysterious carriage is parked at the inconspicuous side gate of the City Lord's Mansion, it is difficult not to let people speculate who is inside and where it is going. She didn't have any answers, but she couldn't look away.

At this moment, Master Zhou walked to the car window and lowered his head and whispered a few words, then pulled away and stepped back.

The man in black said goodbye to him with fists clasped in both hands, and then jumped neatly into the carriage and pulled up the reins.

The horses strode forward, pulling the carriage slowly past the tilt. The curtain swayed slightly, revealing a small gap, faintly, as if there was a dark shadow inside.

Leaning his head slightly, Lord Zhou had disappeared into the door. She should have rushed over at once, but the concern in her heart made her look back at the carriage again. It was this glance that the situation changed abruptly.

A dark shadow scurried towards the carriage, like the wind, and it was so fast that it was impossible to see his movements. The horses suddenly neighed sharply, which was particularly piercing in the night, and with the neighing sound, the horses stopped abruptly with their front hooves raised. There was a long blood mark on the horse's back, and the source of the blood mark was the masked man standing on the wheel.

The man in black anxiously glanced back, and when he saw that there seemed to be no major problem in the car, he drew his sword to fight. The two fought fiercely, the sword light flashed, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while. It's just that the man in black has any scruples, he stubbornly guarded the front of the car, and his counterattack was greatly restrained, and soon several sword marks were scratched on his body.

A deep voice suddenly came from the carriage, which had never made a sound, and I listened to it from a distance, although I couldn't hear it really, but I only felt extremely familiar.

My heart was beating hard. Was he really in the car?

The masked man's movements suddenly accelerated when he heard the sound, and the target was directly in the car, the man in black held a sword in one hand and pressed the other hand outside the curtain, as if to prevent something, but in this way, his movements were restricted, and injuries were inevitable.

Perhaps it was the neighing of the horses that alarmed the guards in the house, and just as the masked man stabbed another fatal sword, the door of the house suddenly opened, and dozens of people rushed out from within. The masked man froze, and just as he hesitated and neglected, the man in black took advantage of the momentum and swung his sword far under the car.

Looking at the blood-stained sword on the ground, he subconsciously dodged backwards, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the guards were coming towards the carriage.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the masked man would flee and that the fight was coming to an end. Unexpectedly, the masked man didn't move, although she couldn't see his expression, but in the moonlight, she knew he was smiling.

The guards failed to approach the carriage, and their hopes were dashed as nearly a dozen masked assassins rushed out of the room. There was a huge difference in numbers between the two sides, but the Assassins were like a fine net in the middle, and none of them could break through in a short period of time.

And the situation on this side also suddenly took a turn for the worse - the man in black actually fell straight out of the carriage.

For unknown reasons, the masked man couldn't care about him, and stepped forward to raise the curtain. The curtain was raised, and he froze suddenly, his eyes lowered in surprise, and he only saw a long sword sinking into his heart. His eyes blinked, and he looked into the car again, his eyes full of horror and disbelief, his hands gradually drooping, and he fell backwards with his eyes wide.

The successive transformations were heart-wrenching, and the death of their companions greatly irritated the Assassins, who became more and more brutal in their hands, slashing several people one after another.

The helper didn't know when it arrived, and the situation was not clear at the moment, so he looked at the situation on both sides, gritted his teeth and ran towards the person who fell under the carriage and whose fate was unknown.

It was even more shocking when you looked closely, there were large pools of blood under the black-clothed man, and there were several wounds on his shoulders, arms, waist and abdomen, and bones were visible. His whole body was like a bloody man, and there was a thick smell of blood in the air.

Leaning down and squatting down, Fang touched the other party, and he noticed that the muscles in his body suddenly tightened, and suddenly his open eyes burst with sharp light. And the light flickered again when he touched her face, as if surprised, although it was not obvious, but his body relaxed slightly, and did not refuse her approach.

That glance made it clear that he knew himself, not just seen.

In the faint moonlight, he took his appearance into his eyes. is similar to Brother Yan's age, his complexion is darker, but his eyebrows and eyes are cold and hard, and he looks a little deeper.

He frowned, struggled to remove the hand covering his chest, and without hesitation, pulled out the deep hidden weapon, and with his movements, the flesh foamed everywhere, his breathing was a little faster, and then a stream of black blood flowed out of his body.

"This ......" he shouted softly, black blood, a hidden weapon glowing with blue light, he was clearly poisoned.

The man in black's face turned a little whiter, his expression was still calm, he raised his hand slightly, stopped the words behind him, and said, "Girl, can you do me a favor?" ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You say."

She was full of questions about everything she saw tonight, but at the moment of life and death, it was important to save herself.

She glanced at the situation over there again, and the two sides were restrained, but they couldn't hold out for long. The strange feeling came to her mind again, and before she could sort it out, she heard him say in a deep voice: "Can the girl help me into the carriage?"

Tilt nodded briskly, "You bear with it." ”

She approached him, first put his hand on her shoulder, and then tugged at his waist, at first with some effort, and staggered a few steps under his weight, but soon the man regained some strength on his feet, and the other sword-wielding hand rested on the wall of the car, and moved little by little to the front of the car.

After making sure he was seated, she handed her the reins, but she felt that his face was more ugly than that of Fang Cai, and his left hand seemed to be a little stiff and weak. Stepping back slightly, his tilting gaze gently circled the curtain, and jumped into the carriage at the moment when the man in black pulled the reins.

Without looking at the man's expression, she took the reins and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

The man didn't reply for a long time, and left on his own horse, and there was only one road to the east gate, and she was not in a hurry for his answer.

The man slowly turned his head away, looked around without a trace, and saw that there was nothing unusual, so he said, "The girl's decision is too reckless. ”

He pulled his lips and smiled, but obviously didn't smile, "You mean to say that after I save you, you should stay where you are and wait for death?" ”

The man choked on her words and didn't speak for a while.

He didn't care about his reaction, and continued: "You should know me, then I'll just say it, ...... this afternoon."

Tilt simply told him her guess, "I'm here to explain this matter to my lordship, but obviously my lord is very busy tonight and doesn't have time to listen to me say this, and I want to tell you maybe it's the same." ”

A gust of wind blew, making the branches rattle, and thick clouds hid the moon, making the night darker. Tilting narrowed his eyes, not quite used to the sudden darkness for a while. In the darkness, the sense of hearing and smell is much more sensitive.

The hand that was leaning on the reins suddenly tightened.