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It was Yang Zaixing who took the lead in the killing, the process of killing was very quiet, there was neither fire nor shouting, Qin Hao stood at the entrance of the village with his clothes fluttering, and Tian Xiaoqian stood beside him with a solemn expression.

The night was quiet, except for the occasional clash of weapons.

Wu Hu stood on Qin Hao's right side like a god holding a drum urn and a golden hammer, compared to Qin Hao's calmness, his expression seemed very vigilant, in front of him, not to mention a person, even a bed bug could not fly in front of his eyes.

The quiet night is always very quiet, and what breaks this tranquility is neither the sound of insects flapping their wings flying around in their ears, nor the whirring sound of Wu Hu when he beats the insects with the golden hammer of the drum urn, but the sad and sad erhu sound.

Erhu always likes to pull a self-made chrysanthemum residue after killing, although Qin Hao doesn't like this sad voice very much, but sometimes he is particularly eager to hear this voice.

For example, now, when he heard this voice, his mind was even calmer, and he said to Wu Hu, who was snoring: "Huzi, Brother Yang, they have succeeded, let's go into the village." ”

Qin Hao hasn't walked to the entrance of the village yet, the torches have been lit in the village, Yang Zaixing and Zhang Yi are standing at the front, although he killed the most people tonight, but his clothes are not stained with blood, white clothes are better than snow, and guns are cold in Kyushu.

He didn't carry the burning stick on his shoulder in the snow, because he still held a three- or four-year-old child in his hand, chubby, and unusually richly dressed.

His eyes were very smart, there was no fear at all, and at his age, he probably didn't know what fear was, and from time to time he scraped the bridge of his nose with his fingers in the snow.

The snowy nose originally smelled of wine, but at this time, under the reflection of the fire, it looked even redder.

According to Qin Hao's instructions, protecting Zhao Chen is the first, leaving two or three alive is the second, and killing people is the third.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying in the entire courtyard, Gu Longlong, Liu Sandao and Quick Sword Xiaowa, each of the three of them had a prisoner in their hands.

Liu Sandao and Kuaijian Xiaowa's expressions were relatively indifferent, and Gu Longlong's expression was a little angry, and every time he took a sip of wine, he would raise his foot and kick the captive's buttocks, and his mouth was scolding.

The erhu was not with everyone, but was tired in a corner alone, playing his special erhu alone, his voice seemed to be crying, and it looked particularly sad.

A song of chrysanthemums is left, and two lines of sad tears.

Qin Hao didn't wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and didn't even bother him until the end of the song.

Only then did he greet everyone, with Zhao Chen, holding three prisoners, Wu Hu held a drum urn and a golden hammer in front of the road, and Yang Zaixing held a silver gun in his hand, and everyone was ready to return to the city with high spirits.

The city gate at night is closed, Qin Hao and they naturally can't enter and exit without a token to enter and exit the city, and it is Yang Zaixing who calls the door, since he picked Fan Qiong, he has a great reputation in the forbidden army.

Although Yang Zaixing's name was not enough for these soldiers defending the city to open the city, it was enough for them to report to their superiors, who didn't even dare to poke their heads out, and trotted all the way to report to the people who were more superior.

Their superior's superior was called Wu Ge, and when he heard that Qin Hao had found the emperor's grandson, he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he hurriedly put on his armor and came to the city gate.

The torches in the city tower were shining brightly, both on Yang Zaixing's face and on Qin Hao's face, Wu Ge saw it very clearly in the city tower, and there was no doubt about their identity.

Looking at Mao Xue's hand again, he was holding a child in brocade clothes and jade clothes, who was sleeping heavily at the moment, and immediately asked Qin Hao and them to retreat to a hundred steps away from the city gate, and then took more than a dozen soldiers out of the city.

As soon as he left the city gate, he asked the soldiers behind him to close the city gate again to ensure that there was nothing to worry about, and then he rode his horse in front of Qin Hao and said vigilantly: "Qin Gongzi, you just said that you have found the imperial grandson, but the child in the hands of this brother?" ”

"That's right!" Before the situation was clear, Qin Hao didn't plan to let Wu Ge step forward to take a closer look, but clenched his fists and said, "I wonder if the general can make it convenient and let my brother enter the city?" ”

"It's okay to let you into the city, but General Ben must first confirm the identity of this child." Speaking of this, as soon as his legs flipped over, he jumped off his horse, "Young Master Qin, if you have any doubts, you can let this Brother Yang hold a gun to my throat." ”

Qin Hao saw that this person was also speaking calmly, and he didn't want to be too embarrassed for him, so he said indifferently: "The general wants to check the authenticity, it is reasonable, and the knife is not necessary." ”

Wu Ge was also quite impressed by Qin Hao's self-confidence, nodded lightly, and stepped forward slowly, no longer stepping forward when he was three steps away from the snow.

This is Wu Ge's caution, because this distance can not only clearly see Zhao Chen's face, but also this distance can completely ensure Zhao Chen's safety for Mao Xue and others, and naturally it will not cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Wu Ge is the commander of the forbidden army responsible for the safety of the capital, he is no stranger to Zhao Chen, although he has been in close contact, but he has seen it from a distance, not to mention that Zhao Chen has disappeared in the past few days, the whole city is busy, and his portrait has long been spread throughout Tokyo.

Therefore, as soon as his eyes touched the round and chubby little face, he was already convinced that this person was the emperor's grandson, and he immediately led Qin Hao to the city and personally escorted them to the prince's mansion.

At this time, the prince's mansion was still brightly lit, the divine stick named Guo Jing was still opening the altar, and Geng Nanzhong was still circling around the altar in front of the saddle and behind the horse.

When the doorman came to pay his respects, Geng Nanzhong was overjoyed, while Guo Jing rolled his eyes, recited a spell to close the altar, and then jumped down from the altar, "Lord Geng, the Taishang Laojun has appeared, and the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals will escort the imperial grandson back to the house." ”

After a busy day, Geng Nanzhong only felt that his steps were a little weak, he stretched out his hand to wipe his forehead, and after thanking the Taishang Laojun, he hurried to the outside of the palace gate, and saw that the imperial grandson was sleeping in the snowy hands.

Before Geng Nanzhong could speak, Guo Jing had already taken the lead, came to Qin Hao, and said respectfully: "Disciple Guo Jing, thank you to the immortal for taking the trouble to send the imperial grandson back to the house!" ”

"Immortals?" Qin Hao couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he really wanted to kick it over, the brothers worked hard for a long time, and they were robbed of the credit by this kid with a word.

Guo Jing turned a blind eye to Qin Hao's anger, and still said seriously: "That's right, I want to come to Taishang Laojun to think that the disciples are working hard, so as to make the Liujia Divine Soldiers possess the body, but because you are mortals, you don't know." ”

Among Qin Hao's group, Mao Xue's temper was the most irritable, and before Qin Hao could get out of his legs, he handed Zhao Chen to Lu Xiaoqing next to him, and then stretched out the fireworks stick and pointed it right on Guo Jing's stomach.

Guo Jing was in pain, and suddenly leaned over his body, swayed like rain, and said tremblingly: "The immortal is angry, the immortal is angry, the disciple is also concerned about the safety of the emperor's grandson, and it is inevitable that he will be disrespectful to Laojun when making an altar, so the disciple will go home to make an altar and ask Laojun for sin." ”