Zhao Zhen looked around the house looking for a place to hide, but there was only one bed in this room, and there was no other furniture, how to hide, he looked up, the ceiling was exposed, and he wanted to go up on the beam, but before he could figure out how to go up, the people outside had already arrived in front of the door of the right compartment, Zhao Zhen had nowhere to go, and in a hurry, he turned around and went under the bed.

Zong Yan Zongyin pulled Zhao Fujin's hair, pulled her in, and didn't go in front of the door of the right compartment, but lost a look at Xiao Fan, four Xiao Fan came in, looked left and right, there was nothing else in this room, only a big bed, one eye inside, where was there anyone, but these four Xiao Fan were careful, raised the spear, stabbed a few times towards the roof, and saw no one, so they put it down.

The leader of the four little fans pointed to the big bed and said, "Which of you goes down to the bed and has a look." ”

Xiao Fan looked down and said, "It's black and slimy down here, how can there be anyone." As he spoke, he turned the spear over and said, "I'll just take it and poke it underneath." "They Jurchens all came from the land of white mountains and black waters, where shamanism prevailed, and ghosts and gods were feared, and these Jurchen soldiers were not afraid to kill, but they were unwilling to enter such a claustrophobic place under the bed.

Zhao Zhen was shocked when he heard this, and he didn't know what to do, so he listened to Yan Zongyin and said: "It's too cold in this house, you bring the incense burner in, burn the fire first, and then use the fire to shine it below." ”

The two Xiaofan said yes to go out, and after a while they brought in the iron incense burner, lit a fire outside, and threw the wooden block inside.

There was a slight light under the bed, Zhao Zhen's eyes were added by the system, they were much brighter, and he saw two decorative gold hooks on the bed board at a glance, he hurriedly grabbed it, and as soon as he used his hands hard, the person got up, his body was straight, and he hung under the bed.

Xiao Fan took the fire block and shook it under the bed, glanced at it and couldn't see anyone, then took a big gun and poked it under the bed, and after making sure it, he said: "Xiangye, there is no one down here." ”

After Yan Zongyin walked in, he threw Zhao Fujin on the bed with a flick of his hand, Zhao Fujin screamed in pain, but then pressed back and forced herself not to make a sound, this was her only ability to resist.

Wanyan Zongyin waved his hand and said, "You guys go out first, and when I'm done here, you can just come in and have fun." ”

The four Xiaofan are obviously Wanyan Zongyin's cronies, and they will smile and say: "Xiangye is extraordinary, why don't you let us stay and watch." ”

Wanyan Zongyin kicked Xiao Fan with a smile and scolded: "Get out of here, you can roll the sow in a pigsty, how can you be like you." ”

The four Xiaofan retreated with a smile, Zhao Zhen listened nervously, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, originally he was still thinking about how to kill Yan Xiyin among the four Xiaofan, but he didn't expect him to drive out the Xiaofan, it was really a success of Tianzhu.

Wanyan Zongyin stood beside the bed and took off all the clothes on his body one by one, and threw them on the bed frame on the side, looking at Zhao Fujin with evil in his eyes, he suddenly grabbed Zhao Fujin's clothes and tore them hard, and immediately tore off the long strip of clothes, Zhao Fujin covered the exposed body with his hands in vain, these Jurchens forced her to wear gauze clothes in this cold day for their own silver jade, light and exposed, and they were torn, and the exposed skin was frozen to bruise.

"Serving our Zong Han Marshal, as well as Zong Bi's pioneer, then come and serve the true appearance!" Wanyan Zongyin tore Zhao Fujin's clothes as he spoke, as long as she resisted a little, it would be a slap in the face, poor Zhao Fujin where had he been tortured like this, but after being beaten a few times, he was like a puppet and let him fiddle with it.

When Yan Zongyin stripped Zhao Fujin to a pocket, he looked at the beauty whose skin was whiter than jade and her appearance was more beautiful, he couldn't help it anymore, and with a loud roar, he threw himself at Zhao Fujin's body, Zhao Fujin closed his eyes and greeted another insult in despair.

At this time, Zhao Zhen carefully came out from under the bed, shook the royal belt in his hand, hit Wanyan Zongyin's neck, lifted him up with a fierce force, and at the same time his right foot flew up, kicked Wanyan Xiyin's waist, pushed him to the side of the bed, and then strangled him with dead force.

Wanyan Zongyin opened her mouth wide, but she could only let out a low scream, Zhao Fujin just opened her eyes and saw Zhao Zhen strangling Wanyan Xiyin, she didn't recognize it as Zhao Zhen, and screamed in fright, but she immediately understood that Zhao Zhen was here to save her, so she reached out and covered her mouth.

Zhao Zhen strangled Yan Zongyin hard, and whispered: "Keep calling!" ”

Zhao Fujin was puzzled at first, but when he saw Yan Zongyin opening his mouth desperately trying to call out to save his life, he immediately understood, so he screamed indiscriminately, and this big bed was not strong, Zhao Zhen kicked Yan Zongyin against the big bed, making a squeaky sound, and Xiao Fan outside couldn't help but burst into a burst of rough laughter when he heard it.

Wanyan Zongyin knew that he wanted to call someone in to save him, but he couldn't, so he gritted his teeth and pulled out a short knife from his waist and cut it towards the belt around his neck, Zhao Fujin saw it at a glance, and was so frightened that he gestured to Zhao Zhen again and again, but Zhao Zhen didn't care at all, and only vented the resentment of the two worlds on this belt, pulling desperately.

Wanyan Zongyin was strangled and rolled his eyes, holding the knife and cutting it non-stop, but the knife was stained with the royal belt, making a sound of gold and iron delivery, and it could be cut there.

Wanyan Zongyin could still think clearly at this time, and said in his heart: "Unlucky, it should have been cut to the hook of the belt, so I changed the place and cut it again, and changed it three times in a row, and the belt was not damaged at all, but Wanyan Xiyin was weak in his hand, and the knife couldn't hold it and fell on the bed.

Wanyan Zongyin pricked his hands a few times, and then he didn't move, but he didn't die, but he was pretending to be dead, thinking that if the people behind him saw that he didn't move, he would let him go, as long as he could get a chance and shout, he could escape, but Zhao Zhen hated Wanyan Zongyin very much, and secondly, he didn't know how to strangle a person, so he still strangled him like that, Wanyan Xiyin's heart sank to the bottom, and his consciousness was blurred.......

After about a quarter of an hour, Wanyan Zongyin was completely immovable, Zhao Zhen's hands also felt sore, and the voice of the system in his head sounded: "The host killed one of the founders of the Jurchen script, one of the Dajin Wenchen, Wanyan Zongyin, and got the third reward." Zhao Zhen's heart was relieved, and when he let go of his hands, Wanyan Xiyin fell forward, fell on the bed, and his head hit the side of Zhao Fujin's iron legs, which frightened Zhao Fujin into screaming again.

Zhao Zhen tried her best to control herself not to be too rough and panting, and whispered: "Fourth sister, it's me, Zhao Zhen!" ”

Zhao Fujin couldn't believe it, looked at Zhao Zhen, rushed forward, regardless of his disheveled clothes, grabbed Zhao Zhen's hand, and shouted: "Eighteen Lang, father ......." ”

Zhao Zhen hurriedly stopped, pointed outside, and then pulled out Yan Zongyin's short knife, walked to the door of the right compartment, and shouted in Jurchen words to the outside: "Come in one!" ”

The four Xiaofan outside were taking the leather wine bag to drink, and when they heard the shouting, they couldn't help but laugh at the same time, and one of them shouted: "Xiangye can't handle it, do you want one to press on the leg?" ”

Zhao Zhen still suppressed his voice and said, "Come in one." ”

The leading Xiao Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Xiangye, I'm here!" As he spoke, he walked to the door of the West Chamber, and as soon as he pushed the door, he came in.

Zhao Zhen stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Fan's throat like lightning, followed by the short knife stabbed in, and it went in through his eyes and poked straight into the brain.

Zhao Zhen carefully put the person aside, then stood on the side of the door and said, "Come in again." ”

Although Xiao Fan was puzzled outside, Xiao Fan still stood up and walked to the door, pushed the door in, and Zhao Zhen did the same and stabbed him to death.

The two Xiaofan put it down, Zhao Zhen calmed himself down, and then stood in front of the door again, and said, "Come in again!" ”

There is a way to be repeated, not again and again, the two Xiaofan outside all sensed that something was wrong, the two of them glanced at each other, stood up at the same time, and walked towards the door, one flashed on the side of the door, one pushed the door in, Zhao Zhen stretched out his hand to grab the air, this will be the door pushed open, the two Xiaofan just saw Yan Xiyin lying on the bed with his bare buttocks, but Zhao Fujin shrank in the bed, although his eyes were hindered, he didn't see the two dead Xiaofan, but they still smelled the blood, and they couldn't help but exclaim at the same time, and they rushed in, Zhao Zhen threw the short knife towards the two small fans, and then shouted: "Huanglong stretch!" The god shook the rod up, knocked a small fan to the ground with a stick, followed the stick forward, shook it hard, the tip of the stick rotated, and slammed it over.

There is a proverb in martial arts, 'the gun is afraid of shaking the head and the stick is afraid of the point', don't say that Cang is coming, and the force is not as good as Zhao Zhen's Xiaofan, even if Ha Mifu comes in, he can only retreat, and he can't be hard-connected, and the little fan who hangs down in the back just dodges the short knife, and sees how the stick can dodge it, and he was hit by the stick head, and his steps retreated, and he went out of the house.

Zhao Zhen kicked out the knocked over Xiaofan with a kick, followed by chasing it out, and hit Xiao Fan who was kicked out by him and was just struggling to get up, and cracked a head.

The rest of Xiaofan just grabbed the big gun in his hand, seeing Zhao Zhen's bravery, his heart was cold, and he didn't dare to put it right with him again, turned around and ran out, Zhao Zhen followed and chased out, but this will not be so nervous, his leg hurts again, he limps, how can he catch up.

Xiao Fan ran to their horse, just about to get on the horse, a black shadow flashed out, a knife slashed his chest, Xiao Fan hurriedly raised the gun, the knife broke the gun, into the body, through the bones, in one go, he had already cut him through, Xiao Fan didn't even hum out and fell to the ground.

Zhao Zhen hurried out, and the black shadow greeted him, and shouted excitedly: "Is the king okay?" It's too late! But it was Yang Zhi who came back.

Zhao Zhen hugged Yang Zhi happily and shouted: "The envoy came back just right, but he didn't let this guy run away!" Before his words fell, the voice of the system in his head sounded: "The host completes the task of saving the next royal family, gets the second reward, the system is officially opened, and at the same time, the host finishes killing Yan Zongyin, saves Emperor Maode, in addition to the great humiliation of Song, plus five free points!" With the sound of the system, a large amount of information poured into Zhao Zhen's mind, and Zhao Zhen's body shook and he fainted.