It happened so fast that no one could react, and countless people on the entire street were stunned for a while, the scorching air baked the earth but was locked by the crowd and froze together, so that everyone couldn't breathe.

Lan Ziyi clenched the handle of the knife, and the homeless leader opened his mouth but couldn't speak, because he was vomiting blood in mouthfuls, and he held the blade tightly with both hands, as if this would save his life. But the illusion is an illusion after all, and the illusion is also shattered after Lan Ziyi pulls out the knife.

Lan Ziyi kicked away the homeless, he carried the waist knife at the many homeless people kneeling on the ground, blood droplets fell down his blade, drop after drop was extremely heavy, the bluestone bricks on the ground made a dull sound of cracking at the moment of being hit by blood droplets, knocking people's hearts and shocking people's bodies. Lan Ziyi raised the blood blade to point forward, and many homeless people subconsciously avoided the blade, and the crowd was split by Lan Ziyi in the air, as if the ground was cracked. Lan Ziyi's face tightened, and he roared with all his strength:

"Why don't you do it yet?!"

Lan Ziyi's words were given to the guards and tribesmen with knives, but he was facing the many homeless people who were oppressed. Facing hundreds or even tens of thousands of people alone, it was impossible for him to take advantage of his momentum from the beginning, but Lan Ziyi did it, these homeless people are not worth mentioning compared to those red-eyed demon thieves, their minds can't withstand Lan Ziyi's tiger roaring mountains and forests at all, after Lan Ziyi's burst of applause, the homeless people in the front row have shown fear on their faces, and their leg movements have retreated, and those who are blocked in the back row and can't see the front are constantly asking, "What's wrong?" ”

The guards of the East Palace who followed the prince naturally did not listen to Lan Ziyi, and they surrounded the prince after Lan Ziyi moved the knife, and the guards of the Taicheng also hesitated repeatedly with their knives, only Temushenge yelled after Lan Ziyi's second urging:

"Follow me and pacify the thieves!"

As he spoke, he waved the wooden stick that he had just removed from the street and began to greet the homeless. When the other tribes heard Lan Ziyi's call, and saw that Temusinge had also moved, they immediately joined the battle group, and threw punches and kicks at the homeless people in front of them.

At this time, there was no one in front of the homeless people to take the lead, and the people behind were panicked, and a group of steppe tartars pounced on them fiercely

"Murder!"

The displaced people in the back row got up and fled, but in this way, the displaced people in the front row were suffered, they were blocked by the people behind and could not escape, and after the grassland children rushed up, these unlucky eggs became the unjust souls of the tribe.

Lan Ziyi saw that the displaced people had been frightened away, and immediately shouted to those Taicheng guards:

"Come back! Just dispel it, don't chase it anymore! Put away your knives, and stop killing indiscriminately. ”

Taichengwei finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Lan Ziyi's order, and Lan Ziyi also returned the knife in his hand to his master.

Timoshengo walked to Lan Ziyi's side, he looked at the homeless leader who was lying in a pool of blood and smiled:

"Anda, you and Shibi I saw on the grassland before are just two people, and you are very good at this now."

Lan Ziyi didn't have the good mood of Timoshenge, the expression on his face was similar to eating, and he said to Timoshenge:

"I'd rather I wasn't so good at it."

Timoshengo saw that Lan Ziyi was unhappy, and he joked:

"I just told you not to be impulsive, but you did it, just do it, you don't like to kill people and dirty hands, why do you say you are so awkward?"

Lan Ziyi was laughed at by Brother Timoshen's words, and finally smiled bitterly, he turned to the prince and instructed Brother Timoshenge:

"Anda, just let your people chase after you, don't be ruthless, there's no need."

Temoshengo snorted disdainfully:

"Look at the blood splattered on your chest, what's the point of pretending to be a good person now?"

Lan Ziyi didn't pay attention to Brother Timoxin, what he wanted to see now was the prince, and Brother Timoxin said that he still ordered what Lan Ziyi ordered.

The brothers who worship the son have a tacit understanding, but the circle of guards around the prince did not worship Lan Ziyi, so they did not have this tacit understanding. Lan Ziyi was not surprised by this, he bowed his hand to the prince from afar:

"Your Highness, please return to the palace quickly!"

But the prince at the back of the crowd did not answer. Lan Ziyi didn't look up either, he just repeated in a stronger tone:

"Your Highness, please return to the palace quickly!!"

After saying this time, Lan Ziyi didn't wait, he went straight forward to see the prince, and those East Palace guards naturally blocked Lan Ziyi with knives. Lan Ziyi stared at the few guards in front of him and scolded angrily:

"Blind your dog's eyes dare to come to my way? What can I do with my bare hands? If Your Highness doesn't leave again, once the chaos rises again and surrounds it, you will all fight with your lives and you won't be able to find a way out! Get out of the way! “

Saying that, Lan Ziyi stretched out his hand to separate the two East Palace guards in front of him. I don't know if Lan Ziyi suddenly increased his strength from nowhere, or if they were shaken by Lan Ziyi's words, anyway, after Lan Ziyi stretched out his hand, he separated the road in front of him.

Surrounded by the guards of the East Palace, it was the prince and several adults, but there was more Li Chenghai, and Li Chenghai was being tightly pulled by Yang Zhi and stood beside the prince. At this time, the prince was already so frightened that he was paralyzed on the maza, and he couldn't get up, so Zhao Tingzhu was persuading on the side:

"Your Highness, the Marquis of Wei has cleared the displaced people, and it is time for us to get up and set off."

After Lan Ziyi opened the way, he immediately stepped forward to persuade the prince together:

"Your Highness, Lord Zhao is right, we have to go!"

This time, the prince was finally not so frightened that he blocked his heart with a mouthful of phlegm and fainted like before, he still remained awake. The prince was paralyzed in Zhao Tingzhu's arms, his greasy hair was slapped on his face by sweat, covering the prince, and the few exposed faces were also pale. Before Lan Ziyi's repeated urging, the prince had been in Zhao Tingzhu's arms, and after Lan Ziyi's urging, he hurriedly replied:

"What Wei Hou said is very true, but my legs are weak and shaking now, and I really can't walk. If there is a sedan chair to pick me up, I can go back. ”

When Liu Zhan heard this, he hurriedly said to the East Palace guard:

"Quick, go back and bring the sedan chair!"

Lan Ziyi said:

"His Royal Highness has withdrawn all the carriages and horses when he goes out, and it is not easy to get a sedan chair now, even if it attracts the sedan chair and the current chaotic situation on the street, it is really impossible to delay it back and forth."

Yang Zhi on the side heard the words:

"There are so many guards around, why bother so much if you just carry His Highness back?"

But after Yang Zhi said this, even he shut up and stopped talking, the reason is very simple, the prince is generous and benevolent, his body is wide, and it is good to find a sedan chair for a few people to carry it, so that one person can't carry it.

Just when everyone was at a loss, there was a sound of horses' hooves from the street at the fork in the road, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a Taicheng guard galloping with a few cavalry city gate captains, and then there were a hundred and ten infantry with spears hurrying forward, and the city guard saw the crowd from a distance and flew down from his horse, and knelt down on one knee around the crowd and asked:

"Villain Wang Huan, dare to ask Wei Hou if he can be here?"