After coming out of the old eunuch named Tao Dao, Ye Qing, who was holding two stacks of papers, had been thinking about what the old man said to him later, the Imperial City Division was on an errand, not to beware of the people below, but to beware of the people above.

After saying this, the old eunuch seemed to have turned into a clay statue, no matter what Ye Qing said to him, he was silent.

And what surprised Ye Qing even more was that these so-called people from the Old Imperial City Division were not as dangerous or powerful as they thought, they were just ordered to hibernate, and then with Zhao Gou's order, they either framed officials who Zhao Gou did not like on trumped-up charges, or found out the evidence of guilt, and the officials that Zhao Gou was not used to, so that these officials were removed or exiled.

And Yue Fei was killed by a trumped-up death led by Qin Hui, which is known to the world, but the old eunuch Tao Dao was also one of them at the beginning.

Ye Qing originally wanted to ask something about the impeachment of Ye Heng and Bai Bingzhong by the counselor Tang Bangyan after the defeat of Jiankang, but Tao Dao just said lightly that he was not within the scope of investigation on Huainan East Road, but he did not guarantee that when they were deposed and exiled, there were people from the Old Imperial City Division involved.

The carriage at the end of the alley stopped quietly, the drizzle was still continuous, and the lantern that was originally clean had been completely wet, Po Li San stood at the mouth of the alley, and after seeing Ye Qing, he immediately stepped on the rain and ran over.

"This ghost weather, it doesn't rain early or late, but it's raining at this time." Po Li San complained while taking the documents from Ye Qing's arms and putting them in the carriage.

"It's time for rain, but it's time for the rain to get cooler." Ye Qing wiped the rain on his face, and saw that the rain was about to intensify, so he got into the carriage very irresponsibly and asked Po Li San to drive the carriage back to the post house.

But almost at the moment when Ye Qing was about to get into the carriage, a sharp arrow suddenly flew over, grazed Ye Qing's cheek, and slammed it on the carriage board.

"It's broken, it's being targeted." Ye Qing grabbed the wheel with one hand, then jumped up quickly, jumping from the wheel to the other side of the carriage.

The Mo knife tied to the wheel was also dragged by him at the same time, and at the same time, there was a sound of breaking the air behind his head, and arrows beckoned towards Ye Qing's back.

Ye Qing, who jumped to the other side of the carriage, didn't even have time to dodge to the side of the carriage, and directly lay on the muddy road, and then quickly rolled in the direction of the carriage.

The neighing sound of the horse pulling the cart in his ears was obviously painful from the arrow, and he actually galloped forward with his hooves back.

Ye Qing, who was holding a Mo knife, and Po Li San, who also picked up a Mo knife from the other side of the car, wanted to use the carriage as a cover, but they didn't want the horse to be smart, so they ran away first, leaving two people in shock, so they could only turn around and hide in the alley.

"Kill."

The two people who had just gotten into the dark alley heard a cold cry behind them, and looked back at the place where the carriage had stopped just now, one of the two lanterns had been extinguished, and the other was now flickering and extinguishing, and the little flame that had not yet been wet by the rain was stubbornly fluttering in the rainy night.

"The paperwork is still in the car." The last light of the fire was wet by the rain, and Splash Li San glanced at the mouth of the alley hatefully, and said in a low voice.

"Their goal is us, don't bother with the paperwork, life matters." Ye Qing poured out the Mo knife and slowly moved along the corner of the wall towards the mouth of the alley.

The drizzle fell from the sky, rustling, making hearing loss, and it was impossible to see from which direction the enemy was surrounded by the dark alleys and streets.

The two of them tightened the Mo knife in their hands, and after looking at each other, they said almost at the same time: "Let's fight." ”

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the sound of hurried footsteps trampled by the rain sounded outside the mouth of the alley, and looking at the mouth of the alley, I vaguely saw more than a dozen people in black surrounding this side.

It was still the arrows that took the lead, and a storm of arrows shot towards the mouth of the alley, hitting the loess rammed earthen wall, and then fell one after another, followed by the man in black silently rushing in.

"Kill it." Ye Qing snorted lowly, and then took the lead in carrying the Mo knife and faced the first man in black who got into the alley.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and in the dark night, Ye Qing held the Mo knife with both hands, and slashed down from the top of the man in black, and the man in black who rushed in didn't even have time to take a step, and his head was split by the Mo knife that appeared above his head, and the little half of his head was instantly mixed with the rain gushing out a stream of blood, and then rolled to the ground, and was even stepped on by the man in black behind.

Without waiting to retract the Mo knife, the blade took advantage of the situation, and then swept it between the chest and abdomen of the other man in black, and with a bang, the sound of gold and iron intertwined sounded in the night sky, even if it was only an instant, the man in black on the other side avoided losing half of his head, and the man in black fell straight up, and slashed towards Ye Qing's side.

I really can't get used to this kind of long weapon, just like the first time I went to the Imperial City Division Barracks and competed with Lin Guangchao, the spear was like a burning stick in his hand, and it couldn't be deployed at all.

Even if he has practiced for a period of time when he has nothing to do, when there are many people, Ye Qing still doesn't feel comfortable using this long-handled Mo knife.

Therefore, when the Mo knife that was drawn towards the man in black on the left was blocked, Ye Qing didn't know how to make the knife for a while, and the gap exposed on the right side was about to be mentioned and cut by the man in black.

So Ye Qing could only take his heart sideways, let go of his hands, and threw the handle of the Mo knife in his hand at the face of the man in black, and then took advantage of the situation to turn sideways, dodging the man in black who was slashed on the right side, and slashed at the neck of the man in black with a hand knife.

You don't even have to look at the life or death of the black-clothed man who was cut in the neck artery by himself, Ye Qing after losing the Mo knife is more capable and concise.

The field knife tied to his leg was caught in his left hand, and the man in black who dodged the handle of the knife looked at Ye Qing who was facing him, raised the knife and rushed over again, Ye Qing sneered, strode forward, kicked the man in black in the lower abdomen with his feet, and the black pitch field knife in his hand that was not reflective at all seemed to be integrated with the night, after blocking the knife in the hand of the man in black, he took it over the shoulder of the man in black, and the warm feeling wet the back of his hand, the man in black covered his neck incredibly, watching Ye Qing have rushed into the crowd of people in black behind.

Compared with Ye Qing, who can't make long weapons, the Mo knife is full of power in the hands of Po Li San, although it is only a short time, Ye Qing has eliminated the three black-clothed people, but Po Li San is also not far behind, the two black-clothed people have been cut into the chest by him, and he didn't even let out a scream, so he died.

The other one was also slashed in the neck, and at this moment he was holding the bloody crack in his neck, his eyes widened and he staggered back a few steps, not only blocking the forward momentum of the man in black behind him, but also letting himself hit the wall at once while being pushed away, and there was no way to stand up again.

Originally, Po Li San had been worried that Ye Qing, who had lost the Mo knife as soon as he saw him, would fall into passivity, but what he didn't expect was that after losing the Mo knife, Ye Qing, who was holding the field knife, would be even more ruthless.

At the same time that he smashed one to death with the back of the knife and killed one with the blade, three more black-clothed people had fallen beside Ye Qing, and each of them was either covering his neck or his left chest, and slowly fell to the ground in pain.

As Ye Qing continued to rush forward, he saw a petite man in black, who had been hiding behind another man in black, and was following Ye Qing's fight, detouring behind Ye Qing from the side.

Ye Qing didn't pay attention to it, as long as there was no Mo knife in his hand that was restraining him, he was not afraid of someone sneaking up from behind, when his right elbow hit the waist eye of a man in black on one knee, the left hand holding the field knife was like a machine, with the inertia of the right elbow downward, when the left hand was naturally raised, the Mo knife in his hand pierced into the waist eye and was hit, and then the chest of the man in black who bent down in pain was hurt.

Rolling on the spot, dodging the sneak attack of the petite figure behind, the leg sweep before getting up was able to avoid the other man in black who almost cut off his thigh directly, the rain and muddy water on his face were mixed together, and he was kicked in the back before getting up.

So he wanted to get up, he didn't have time to get up at all, he could only take advantage of the momentum to roll forward again, even if the field knife in his hand was closed, he could slash an ankle at will, and finally killed a little gap for him, just when he wanted to get up, the petite figure behind him instantly stabbed him in the back of the heart.

When he was halfway up and his legs were not completely straight, he turned his head to look at the black-clothed man who was stabbed with a knife, and after scolding shamelessly in his heart, he could only let his tall figure not fully stand up and make an extremely simple backward fall.

As he took the initiative to fall backwards, not only did he avoid the knife that almost cut off his nose in front of him, but his outstretched right hand fell backwards at the same time, not only did he avoid the stab of the petite man in black, but at the same time, the fist of his right hand also hit the petite man in black in the chest.

Tightly enough, when the fist of the right hand touched the chest of the man in black, it was not like hitting the chest of other people as usual, with an arc between the soft, as if it hit the elastic steamed bun.

After the word girl flashed in his mind in an instant, the petite man in black who couldn't be hit and retreated stepped forward again, Ye Qing after the carp stood up, and the man in black who almost cut off his nose with his left hand, with one hand, the field knife slashed his neck again, and then finally got up and turned around, after the petite man in black just stood firm, like a tiger descending the mountain, the whole person pounced on the man in black!

The man in black who was hit in the chest by Ye Qing was like Ye Qing just now, and after scolding shamelessly, as soon as he looked up, he saw the tall figure, and rushed towards him desperately.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, the knife in the hand of the petite man in black was too late to raise at this time, so he could only take a step back sideways as much as he could, and then felt that he had just been hit in the left chest, and was grabbed again.

Ye Qing, who was in the air, didn't want this girl to react so quickly, so she turned sideways to avoid her own flutter, and in desperation, he, who had already changed the knife in his right hand, could only stretch out his arm as much as he could, hoping to be able to hold the petite body.

But in the end, not only did he not hold it, but he grabbed the elastic steamed bun again, and then his fingers parted from the chest of the man in black, and he fell on the rainy and muddy road again.