The inn was in a sea of fire and chaos.

There are a large number of assassins, and it is a sneak attack, so he has the upper hand from the beginning, Sikong Jin protects Feng Ling'er in his arms, his body is no longer so agile, especially Feng Ling'er still holds his neck, so that his upper body is basically in a stiff state and cannot move.

In order not to hurt Feng Ling'er, even if he was excellent in martial arts, but under the siege of so many people, his movements seemed to be a little slow.

Sikong Jin took Feng Ling'er to move and dodge, and at the same time swept around with the afterglow of the corner of his eye, there was a chaotic commotion, the fire and then the wind spread, and there was a tendency to burn more and more, the fire melted the ice and snow, and the snow water flowed on the wood, and there was billowing smoke.

In the villa, Su Rui brought out a lot of maids, men and gardeners, these people do not know martial arts, and when they encounter great changes, they will become meat on the board, and they can only be slaughtered by others.

The remaining guards saw Sikong Jin rushing out of the room, and they also tried their best to surround him, but unfortunately they were outnumbered, and the stabbing guests were numerous and well-trained, and Sikong Jin could only watch his subordinates fall one by one.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't find any trace of Suri, so he casually picked up a blood-stained knife that he didn't know who scattered on the ground, and the knife technique was fierce, and he instantly cut down several assassins who were close to him.

The other two assassins saw that Sikong Jin was too brave, and they gave each other a look, and a neat roll to attack his next game.

Sikong Jin's leg disease has only healed for a short time, and he can't stand for a long time, his lower plate is where his weakness lies, and he still has a Feng Ling'er hanging on his body now, and his legs and feet are not very flexible.

He didn't pay attention, and he was stabbed firmly in the calf. A stinging pain struck, Sikong Jin snorted, gritted his teeth to hold back, he picked up the knife with his backhand, only to hear a scream, and an assassin's arm flew up in response.

Feng Ling'er felt that Sikong Jin's breathing was slightly abnormal, and she just raised her face from his arms, when she saw an arm volleying up in the air, blood splashing everywhere, and she was so frightened that she fainted instantly.

Damn, Sikong Jin cursed in his heart, and stabbed the assassin who stabbed him, and the assassin fell in a pool of blood. Another time and again, when he saw Sikong Jin looking at him viciously like a demon in the world, his heart panicked, and he roared loudly, "The Lord is here!" Kill him! ”

With this shout, all the assassins in the courtyard who were fighting with the other guards turned their eyes on Sikong Jin.

In addition, the assassins who were constantly firing arrows on the walls of the inn also aimed their bows at Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin secretly screamed badly. Holding Feng Ling'er and rolling on the spot, he dodged the first wave of bows and arrows.

He quickly burrowed behind a rockery in the courtyard of the inn, which was used as a barrier to prevent being shot into a sieve by the archers on the wall.

A large number of Assassins poured in the direction of Sikong Jin.

Sikong Jin held Feng Ling'er in one hand, his back against the rockery, and waved his knife in the other hand to resist the attack from the fan-shaped area in front of him.

Two fists are invincible to four hands, not to mention that he only has one hand to use now, not to mention that after a while, a sword was slashed next door to him, and the blood oozed out quickly, he gritted his teeth and persisted, but his heart was full of sadness.

There are too many of these assassins, and although there are a few guards who are trying to resist the enemy, the losses on their side are too large, and they are already at the end of their crossbows.

He didn't know how long he could hold on, and if he continued like this, he might not be able to wait for the part of the guards who had gone to Linshan Village to come back.

Not knowing if it was his own blood or the blood of the assassin he killed splashed on his face, he had only one conviction, and that was to persevere.

As long as you persevere, there is hope.

Just as his waving arms began to become numb, he suddenly heard the neighing of horses around the inn.

He then caught a glimpse of the influx of Assassins, who were also in a commotion. Several fireballs were thrown at them from somewhere, exploding behind the assassins.

There seemed to be the sound of porcelain cracking, and then many Assassins were heard screaming, several of them screamed and dropped their weapons, and their bodies were red flames, and after a while, they burned into a living person, they struggled and screamed and scurried around the courtyard, wherever they went, the fire was carried away, and the other Assassins had to avoid it.

"Don't go yet!" At this moment, a figure jumped in from outside the patio, grabbed Sikong Jin's arm in the chaos, he turned around and dropped two more fireballs to disperse the assassin in front of him, and then quickly flew up with Sikong Jin. Only then did Sikong Jin see clearly that the so-called fireball was just a small wine jar in the inn's kitchen.

Jun Rushuang stuffed rags at the mouth of the wine jar, and the rags soaked the liquor, and when he threw the jar out, the jar broke, and the liquor overflowed, and wherever it was stained, it caught fire.

Jun Rushuang was unexpected, and he also received good results with this wine jar.

A row of arrows flew with their rising figures, and Sikong Jin and the man worked together to transform the sword in their hands into an invisible wall formed by the light and shadow of the sword, swept all the arrows away from their bodies, and the two of them climbed up to the roof together, and then jumped down quickly.

Behind the wall, two horses were waiting, one of them with a delicate figure waiting anxiously.

It's Suri! Sikong Jin only recognized the person on the horse at a glance, although her hood had already covered most of her face, but he still wouldn't admit it.

As long as it was her, then he would be relieved. Sikong Jin wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

"What are you still doing?" The person who went to save Sikong Jin roared, and Sikong Jin saw his face clearly, pale as a piece of paper, bloodless, his eyebrows were elegant and handsome, but he seemed to be enduring great pain, and there was a bitter smile in his heart, and the person who rescued himself at the critical moment turned out to be Jun Rushuang!

"Get on the horse!" Jun Rushuang said in a low voice, Sikong Jin didn't have time to think about it, turned over and stepped onto a horse, and Jun Rushuang also rose from the ground and landed behind that Surui.

"Let's go!" He took the reins, said a word to Sikong Jin, and then broke off and shouted, "Drive!" ”

The two horses immediately pulled their hooves and galloped wildly, and the assassins in the inn had already sensed that Sikong Jin was about to flee, and at this time someone had already mounted their horses and began to chase after them.

After all, the horse was carrying two people, and it was still in the snow, even if the horses of the palace were brave, they couldn't increase their speed.

Sikong Jin glanced back at the assassin who had tracked him, and his heart sank.

"Their goal is the king." He said to Jun Rushuang in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Jun Rushuang was also polite and snorted.

"Therefore, if you are with this king, I am afraid that you will not escape death." Sikong Jin pondered for a moment and said decisively, "Why don't you take Su Rui on another path!" ”

He pointed to the fork in the road ahead of him out of town, "Go separately." Hopefully bigger! The king led them away. ”

"You're still with someone!" Jun Rushuang reminded, "Your horse can't run fast!" ”

Oh, yes. Sikong Jin lowered his eyes and glanced at the unconscious woman in his arms, and his heart was horizontal, "This king has temporarily entrusted them to you to take care of!" ”

If everyone follows him, the final fate can be imagined.

Although he didn't know what Jun Rushuang's purpose was in Hu Kingdom, in this case, only by leading everyone else away could everyone have hope for life.

Jun Rushuang silently glanced at Feng Ling'er, who was held in his arms, and he could feel the stiffness of Su Rui sitting in front of him.

I'm afraid that any woman will not be happy when she sees her husband hugging another woman regardless of one thing.

He glanced back at the Assassin who was chasing him from afar.

"Good!" Jun Rushuang nodded.

Both he and Sikong Jin understand the truth that if you are constantly interrupted, you will suffer from it. At this time, they are not allowed to think about anything.

Sikong Jin threw Feng Ling'er in the air, and Jun Rushuang caught it accurately.

His horse was full of three people, and all of a sudden his speed was much slower.

"Please. Thank you in the future. Sikong Jin said simply.

Then he took the reins and stopped the horse, and watched as another horse carried the three men onto another pipe at the entrance of the town.

This road leads in the direction of Daikin, he knows it from the bottom of his heart.

May they be safe.