Ziji held the reins and galloped on the horse, his brows slowly twisted. The moment the veil flew up, he recognized the other party. It was the "little gentleman" I met in the horse market that day. He has traveled abroad for many years, and he has seen all kinds of people, and the little girl's clumsy modification can't hide from him.

Ziji glanced sideways and looked back, and the other party's centaurs were still behind them, as if they were going to follow the same path. Cheng Hai's signal of the arrow was not far ahead, and if he went further, he was afraid that he would enter the enemy's ambush circle. Ziji's hand holding the reins tightened, thinking of the girl's kindness that day, and she couldn't bear to let innocent people fall into danger. He suddenly raised his hand to stop the horse, then pulled the reins up, turned the horse's head backwards, and crossed the horse in front.

With Ziji's movements, more than 30 subordinates who followed him immediately stopped their horses, and their movements were neat and uniform, and they all turned their horses' heads to face backwards.

At this time, Mingyun and the others were some distance from Ziji's horse team. Seeing that the other party suddenly reined in the horse, his heart jumped, and he immediately reined in the horse. She didn't know what the other party was planning, so she looked at the other side vigilantly, and her right hand unconsciously touched the dagger tied to her leg.

Mingyun saw that the black-clothed young man tilted his head slightly and said something to his subordinates. The subordinate nodded, raised his voice and shouted, "On the other side, you should hurry up and detour, and don't go any further." ”

Mingyun didn't speak, she glanced at the guard Chang Fei. Chang Fei immediately raised his voice and said: "This brother, but what is going on ahead, why do you suddenly want us to take a detour?" ”

Mingyun saw the young man in black and said again. His men shouted again: "If you are told to go around you, hurry around, we kindly remind you, but it is not harmful to you, but if you insist on moving forward, you will not be able to cope with what happens at that time, and we will never help you." That's all, consider for yourselves. With that, the horses on the other side turned their heads again, and the horses' heads turned back to their original directions.

Mingyun only stared at the black-clothed young man, only to see that he was one step slower than others when he turned the horse's head, although there was a layer of black drape, Mingyun could feel that the other party was looking at her.

Cicada Yue approached and asked in a low voice, "Master, continue to walk or take a detour?" ”

Mingyun pondered for a moment, looked at the young man, and frowned: "If you take a detour, which road can be passed?" ”

Cicada Yue said: "When we came, there was a fork in the road, and that one could be passed. It's just that there are a lot of detours to take that fork in the road, and I'm afraid that the city gate will be closed when I get to Sanquanyi. Master, are we still around? ”

Mingyun bit his lip and said, "Wrap." Turn the horse's head around and go now. So saying, she pulled the reins, redirected the horse, glanced sideways at the other, waved her whip fiercely, and walked back with the guards.

Seeing that Mingyun and his party were simply leaving, Ziji smiled very shallowly, and then, with cold eyes, ordered: "Go!" "The people who followed him were all elites drawn from the Handan Guard, and their every move was obeyed. After the horse team galloped forward for a few hundred meters, they reached the side of the Emei Mountains, and the sound of horses' hooves could be heard from the path on the side of the mountain.

Ziji and his party immediately drew their knives and stood on guard. I saw that from the path, Cheng Hai came out of the horse covered in blood, with a few crossbow arrows behind him, and in front of him lay on his stomach all kinds of Huaidi Doctor Yang Hu, who was still in a coma.

After Cheng Hai saw Ziji and the others, he shouted: "The pursuers have crossbow arrows, be careful!" Before he could finish his words, several sharp arrows burst through the air from behind. Cheng Hai endured the bleeding wounds and swung his knife to knock down a few, but most of the arrows were not aimed at him, but in the direction of Ziji.

"Master, be careful!" Cheng Hai shouted.

The cavalry around Ziji consciously stepped forward, brandishing a long knife in one hand to shoot down sharp arrows, and raising the equipped round iron shield from the side of the horse with the other, obviously very well prepared, basically blocking all the crossbow arrows in this wave.

Cheng Hai took advantage of this gap to quickly return to his own side, came to Ziji's side, and said: "Shaojun, the sheep has been held, in order to get his subordinates out of trouble, after the tower was broken, the brothers were still trapped on the mountain. Ziji's eyes narrowed when he heard this, his fists clenched tightly, so he planned to fight quickly.

At this time, more than a dozen killers armed with long knives and wearing black power suits walked out from the side of the mountain, Ziji's gaze swept behind the bushes, and a flash of cold light quickly hid. His swarthy eyes looked around, sneered, and said, "Hide your head and show your tail, there are no new tricks in your life." Then, he raised his hand, stared in the direction of the bushes, and signaled, "Crossbow, ready!" ”

As soon as this fate came out, seven cavalrymen in front of him took off the crossbow machines behind him and fired them in the direction of the bushes, only to hear a few screams and wails from behind the bushes.

These black-clothed killers had already lost a lot of lives when Yu Cheng Hai's team was fighting, and at this time they only had thirteen or fourteen people left, facing more than twice the number of their own people, and they were cavalry, and they knew that there was no chance of victory. At this time, I heard the screams of my companions, and knew that I must have lost a few more people, and my momentum was already half weak. One of the team leaders said hatefully: "If you can't complete the task, you will die if you go back, let's fight." After saying that, he took the lead and slashed at Ziji with a knife.

For a moment, there was the sharp sound of weapons colliding and knives penetrating flesh on both sides.

Ziji saw that the other party's decline had been revealed, so he took out ten people and said, "You guys hurry up to the mountain and support the iron tower." If something happens, I will immediately bring someone to support me. ”

"My subordinates understand." After saying that, the ten men hurried away.

At this time, a killer went around behind Ziji, and in line with the idea of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, he aimed his long blade at Ziji and raised the knife high. Ziji reacted quickly, almost at the same time as the other party raised his sword, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and slashed it towards the back fiercely. Ziji's sword was so sharp that he cut off the knife in the killer's hand.

"Bang-" Half of the knife fell to the ground.

The killer instinctively felt that the cold and sharp tip of the sword was going straight to his neck, and just as he felt that my life was at stake, an iron arrow suddenly flew out of the bushes behind him, flying straight in the direction of Ziji's neck. The killer thought that the arrow could save him, but he didn't think about it, and immediately the young man in black didn't hesitate to cut his throat with his backhand. His eyes widened and he fell straight backwards, only to see the young man's raised sword slash in the air in the direction and shoot down the flying arrows. The killer fell heavily, and in the few moments of consciousness he heard his companions fall one after another.

Blood gushed out of his body, and he felt colder and colder, as if he had become one with the cold earth. He knew that the assassination was over. If you die, you have to, anyway, there is no difference between not being able to pay the difference and dying, and there is no big difference between a quarter of an earlier and a later subject.

On Mingyun's side, due to the detour, it was delayed for a lot of hours. They hurried and hurried, but did not arrive before the gates closed. By the time they arrived, the gates of Samcheon-eup had already been closed. In fact, it's not completely impossible to enter the city, but it's inconvenient to show your identity at the moment. Since I chose to enter the city in a low-key manner, I can only endure it for now, find a decent place in the suburbs to complain for a night, and then enter the city at dawn the next day.

With the bitter cold wind, the sky is getting darker and darker. They searched for a long time, but they couldn't find a suitable place to live. On a path with deep snow, Mingyun and a few people were moving forward against the roaring north wind, and gradually the snow began to fall again, leaving a series of deep and shallow horseshoe prints along the way.

"It's too cold this day," Mingyun shrunk into his sleeve and kept puffing into his sleeve.

"Master, bear with me, there is a post station in front of you." Cicada Yue walked in front of Mingyun, trying to shield her from the wind, and the violent winter wind seemed to blow through people's bodies, biting cold.

Mingyun held the reins of the red horse, only the tips of his fingers were exposed, and his knuckles were red from the cold. The red horse bent its neck to hide from the wind and snow, and the long mane behind it fluttered wildly with the winter wind. Fortunately, Ah Wei thoughtfully brought her a cape, the hair on her forehead was flying in the air, and there were snowflakes at one end, and even a small pile of snowflakes had accumulated under the bun.

The group walked a little longer, and finally saw a little light fluttering in the winter wind before it was completely dark.

The door was opened by a little old man, with a gray head flower, a gray beard, and a wrinkled face, he walked out of the house slowly wrapped in a thick cotton coat, carrying a small lantern swaying in the wind, squinting his eyes through the fence and looking at a few people, seeing that a few people looked extraordinary, and led such a spiritual horse, he immediately smiled and opened the door of the post house attentively.

"There are few people who come to stay in this snowy day, the sky is so dark, people are old, and their eyes are not good. We still have a few empty rooms here, and the guest officers are invited here," the little old man smiled and stretched out his hand to invite in.

"Hurry up and finish cooking the ginger soup for us first, and then serve some hot rice." After Chang Fei entered the house, he instructed the old man.

"Yes, yes, I'll let the kitchen do it for you." The little old man smiled and immediately responded.

The horses were dragged to the stables in the backyard and tethered, and there was some grass in the stables, but they were all frozen grass stalks, and it was too aggrieved for the horses to eat.

Mingyun threw three cloth coins to the little old man: "My horse wants to eat the best forage." When the old man got the money, he smiled, and immediately brought a large pile of fine hay.

Five people, Mingyun asked for a total of rooms, for no other reason, because there were only two empty rooms here.

The little old man took a few people up to the second floor. The upper room is in a good position, counting from the staircase to the third and fourth, with windows on the sunny side. The little old man lit oil lamps for them, and looked around the whole room by the faint light of the fire, and sure enough, it was as broken as he imagined. The old furniture, the torn clay cups, and the sheets on the bed seem to have not been replaced in a long time.

Mingyun frowned, and comforted himself: When you go out, you can just do it for one night.