"That's it! Stop the meeting, stop crying! ”

"Even if the old man is at fault, it won't be that you will commit murder on the street, and if there is something to say clearly to your face, it will be solved!

As reckless as you are, you don't ask about it, and you come up with a random beating, which may solve the problem? ”

After a reprimand, the raindrops in the sky grew heavier.

"This is some money, you should go home and ask a doctor to treat your child, and don't act rashly in the future." Otherwise, if he bumps into the government office one day, he will inevitably have to go to prison. ”

Taking the oil umbrella handed by Meng Qiu, Zhang Yong took out a few five-baht coins from his arms and handed them to the big man, waved his hand to let the big man leave.

The big man is just a supporting role in the design of the dark pavilion, and the old man in front of him is the main one.

"Uncle, you're still sober! Do you need to... Take you to a doctor's visit? ”

Signaling the guards to put away the horizontal knife and set up the old man, Zhang Yong stepped forward and asked with a sincere and concerned look.

Another sanctimonious second ancestor, this kind of person deserves to die, touched his swollen face, and the old man couldn't help but snort a few times.

"No... Don't worry about the child, this little injury... Bear with me, you will be fine in a few days, and you don't need to go to the doctor!

The heavy rain is about to fall, and the little old man has to rush home, so he won't bother the son anymore! ”

After several long bows, the old man of the dark pavilion vividly expressed the panic and uneasiness of a small person in the face of the big man, and after finishing his words, he sorted out the scattered pastries, picked up the burden and limped to leave.

"Why is my husband so scared!

Although he is not a person of great compassion and compassion, he is not a bad person who does evil, so why avoid it. ”

"I don't know where my father-in-law's family lives? Now that the heavy rain is coming, if you are like the speed of the father-in-law, I am afraid that it will not be as good as home, and the heavy rain will have drenched the father-in-law and the pastries in the burden, so it is better to let me wait to send the father-in-law and his party! ”

Signaling left and right to take the burden on the old man's shoulders, Zhang Yong coughed lightly, patiently felt a burst of ups and downs in his heart, and held the old man's wrist and comforted.

"So... I'm afraid it's delaying Childe's time, don't... Never..."

Looking at Zhang Yong on the road, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the old man in the dark pavilion, although this Zhang Yong said that he was not serious, there was always a trace of compassion in his heart, but... In this troubled world, compassion is a life-urging existence, but it's a pity... should have done something in his prime, but it's a pity that he provoked people who shouldn't be messed with.

After pretending to shirk something, the old man climbed into the carriage called by the guards on the left and right as if he had resigned himself to his fate, and the group of people waited to ride their horses and drive towards the settlement in the south of the city that the old man said.

"Quickly go to Wulipo to report the news, and say that the fish has been hooked!"

At the moment when Zhang Yong waited for a group of people to walk out of the southern city, several figures copied the path and went to the south of the city outside the five-mile slope.

……

"Third son, the person lurking in the dark pavilion has gone to Wulipo to report the news, this person... Kill it! ”

Three miles south of the city, with a burst of horses' hooves, I saw Meng Qiule immediately step forward, came to Zhang Yongma and whispered.

This time the secret pavilion was planted, and at this moment, whether it was the old man in the carriage, or Xiahou Yu and the others who were ambushed in Wulipo, they were probably thinking that their party would definitely die in Wulipo.

But the fish and the fisherman are not for whoever wants to be.

At the moment when Zhang Yong stepped out of the Taishou Mansion, the roles of the two sides had already been reversed.

The fisherman became the fish, and the fish became the man who carried the rod.

Thinking of Zhang Yong's arrangement in the past few days, a hint of admiration flashed in Meng Qiu's eyes.

I thought that the third prince was brave and persevering, but who would have thought that this mental strategy was also very human.

"Now that Xiahou Yu and the others have taken the bait, this person is useless, kill it!

In addition, send someone to send a message to Yan Juncheng, those dark pavilion whistles in Nanzheng City are useless, and they can be closed. ”

Turning his head and taking a deep look at the carriage behind him, Zhang Yong couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

Killing people is definitely an insurmountable obstacle for any person at the beginning, and this is especially true for him who is a human being in two lifetimes.

Whoever kills, people will always kill him!

The people of the Dark Pavilion wanted to take his and Meng Qiu's lives to curry favor with Cao Pi, so they should be killed, but... When it really came to this point, there was still a lot of discomfort in my heart.

……

Nanzheng Chengnan, Wulipo, this is the only way to go to the settlement in the south of the city.

I saw that in the depths of the bamboo forest on the left and right sides of the slope, Xiahou Yu led more than 100 people from the Dark Pavilion to stare closely at the direction of the north slope, quietly waiting for Zhang Yong and others to appear.

"Commander, the target has entered Wulipo, less than a hundred feet away from here."

With a voice coming, under Xia Houyu's signal, the bodies of the members of the Dark Pavilion pressed lower.

"Third Prince, there is Wuli Slope in front, when you get here, Xiahou Yu and the others have not retreated, you still have to retreat, I can go to the road below, there is no need for the third prince to take risks personally."

Looking at the hillside in front of him, the accompanying guards suddenly slowed down, and naturally admonished Zhang Yong.

The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, Xiahou Yu must have prepared a lot of strong bows and crossbows for this ambush, although together with Zhang Yong... Everyone wore no less than three layers of soft armor, but... After all, it's not very safe.

"How can you go back when you're here, you guys go there, if you can't catch Xiahou Yu, won't you waste these few days of hard work.

Let's go!

For this Xiahou son, this son is really curious. ”

Patting the shoulder of the guard, Zhang Yong rode his horse forward again.

Xiahou Yu... It can be said that it is the first challenge since his rebirth, and he has retreated here, how do the people in Hanzhong see him?

Today, he Zhang Yong must use Xiahou Yu's head to see through the obstacles and cowardice in his heart.

I thought that I would live a stable life in a few more years, and wait for Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and others to compete for the throne before making a decision, but Cao Pi was forcing him to a dead end!

The rabbit is in a hurry to ask for someone, not to mention that he is a reborn.

Half a quarter of an hour later, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and Zhang Yong and his party of nine people finally appeared in front of Xiahou Yu.

"Commander, it is indeed Zhang Yong and Meng Qiu!"

Xiahou Yu had never seen Zhang Yong, and his cognition of Zhang Yong's face was limited to two rough grass portraits, so he hesitated... After the secret agents around him confirmed, he was relieved.

"Crossbow ready, a salvo!

Kill me for the others! ”

The long knife roared, and at the moment when Xiahou Yu drew his sword, the members of the Dark Pavilion who had already prepared crossbow arrows shot out mercilessly in the direction where Zhang Yong and Meng Qiu were, and the rest rushed out the moment Xiahou Yu swung the long knife.

"Royal!"

After a burst of bows and crossbows, the dark pavilion and others imagined that Zhang Yong and Meng Qiu were injured by arrows did not appear, but the moment they saw Xiahou Yu burst into drinking, Zhang Yong, Meng Qiu and others turned over and dismounted, took off the oil umbrella hanging on the horse, and quickly formed a semi-circular array, and there was a clanging sound, and dozens of crossbow arrows were actually bounced out by an inconspicuous oil umbrella.

This oil umbrella is naturally not an ordinary mortal thing, the oil umbrella is poured with fine iron, and there are no less than two layers of fine iron fragments hidden between the umbrella leaves, which is enough to resist the impact of most crossbow arrows.

Speaking of which, on this point, Zhang Yong really wants to thank him for this not very obsessive father, and it is not useless to lead the Five Buckets of Rice Sect, at least those Taoist priests under his command have really made a lot of new things, and this oil umbrella made of fine iron is one of the strange things that Zhang Yong found in the treasury of the Taishou Mansion.

"Retreat"

Looking at the members of the Dark Pavilion who came up on both sides, the corners of Zhang Yong's eyes sank, and he slowly retreated to the carriage with Meng Qiu and the others.

"Retreat! Is it back?

Fence them up for me! ”

Although Zhang Yong and the others were not damaged at all under the crossbow arrows... Xia Houyu was a little surprised, but it was limited to that.

The number of ambushes, ten times more!

Where can Zhang Yong and Meng Qiu escape even if they have the ability? There is only one dead end!

"Meng Qiu, Zhang Yong! Give you a chance to live, abandon the blade at this moment, and return to Xudu with me!

The Great Prince is merciful, and may forgive your sins! ”

The life or death of Meng Qiu and the guards naturally doesn't matter, anyway, they are the ones who are on the blacklist of the eldest prince Cao Pi, but Zhang Yong... If he can be captured alive, he will definitely be able to bring a lot of chips to the eldest prince.

"You are Xiahou Yu? Xiahou's son? You were the one who hunted down Meng Qiu? ”

pursed his lips disdainfully, Zhang Yong seemed to have lost interest in this Xiahou disciple.

I thought that as a disciple of Xiahou, he should be a character, but who would have thought that the thing in front of him was going too deep in the scheming routine, and he really regarded Zhang Yong as a chick and a fool.

Going to Xudu?

With Cao Pi's temperament, he will either treat him as a pawn, or he will be worse than death!

"I've seen the third son, and it's Xiahou Yu below!"

Seeing that the surrounding people surrounded Zhang Yong, Meng Qiu and others, Xiahou Yu naturally thought that he was in control of the overall situation, and put the long knife back into the sheath with a chuckle.

"I thought that as a disciple of Xiahou, you should be a person with outstanding talents, even if you are not as good as Xiahou Yuan and Xiahou Yuan, you will not be too far behind, but who would have thought that you would be an arrogant maniac, and you would really lose the face of the Xiahou family."

Looking at the smile on Xiahou Yu's face, Zhang Yong put away the oil umbrella, flicked the long sword in his hand lightly, and said casually.

That expression seemed to treat all the members of the Hundred and Tenth Dark Pavilion around him as wood.

"Third son, trouble comes from the mouth!

Isn't it good to live well? Do you want to force me to kill you? ”

Hearing Zhang Yong's words, Xiahou Yu almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, since entering the dark pavilion, no one dared to humiliate him like this, let alone talk about a child?

When it falls into my hands, it will definitely make your life worse than death, and he shouted angrily in his heart, Xiahou Yu has already gotten along with dozens of tortures, and he plans to try them on Zhang Yong one by one.

"Four refiners, more than 20 qi cultivators, 100 good players, if it was the past... Don't say that here, you are forcibly killing me in the Taishou Mansion... Maybe I really can't escape, but today... With you, you really don't have that chance to kill me!. ”

As Zhang Yong's voice fell, only a burst of iron horses was heard, countless birds flew on the left and right sides, and after more than ten breaths, hundreds of black-armored soldiers poured out from both sides, and the north and south roads of Wulipo were densely covered with Hanzhong elite horses.