I don't go to hell, who goes to hell...

- Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra

"Really?" After Yu Poison said these two words again, it suddenly snowed in the entire palace... Cao Cao raised his hand to grab a piece of snow, shook his head and said, "It's not snow..."

"It's a feather..."The young official's eyes showed a solemn expression, and then his face became fierce and said: "Yu Linwei, the first formation is open!" ”

I saw thousands of Yu Lin guards quickly wandering back and forth, and then formed a kind of formation that could be attacked and retreated, vigilantly looking at Yu Poison in front, and the ink men in green clothes showed their white long swords one after another, ready to attack.

Yu Poison clapped his palms, and suddenly climbed over thousands of masked people in yellow clothes from the city wall, and after the group surrounded everyone, Yu Poison's voice sounded again: "What now? In terms of numbers, we've won..."

Jian Yong glanced at the white feathers in the sky with fear, suppressed the shock in his heart and said: "Even so, Your Excellency is inevitably too confident, Yu Linwei is the strongest team in the Imperial City, and the ink artist is a strange man carefully selected by the great painter, as long as our fight starts, it must be Your Excellency who is in danger!" ”

"Kill them!" Yu Poison seemed to expect Jian Yong to delay time, and decisively waved his hand and ordered, only to see these yellow-clothed masked people quickly killing everyone, the young official's expression changed, and he ordered: "The ink man went to meet the enemy, and Yu Linwei and I escorted the prisoner into the palace together!" ”

The young official slashed a yellow-clothed masked man to death with a sword, blood splattered on him, Yu Linwei fought and retreated, and the nine people guarding the carriage calmly followed the carriage towards the palace as if they had not seen this scene happening.

At sunset, the white feathers are like snow.... When the feathers are stained with blood, like blood-colored raindrops, they are scattered in the air, giving people a feeling of being gorgeous to the extreme...

Yu Poison moved, under the black clothes, he was like a ghost and walked towards the carriage quickly, but before he could get close to the carriage, a figure rushed over, Yu Poison knocked down with a stick, Cao Cao held a long sword to block and said: "Your Excellency, your skills are good, I'll play with you!" ”

Yu Poison snorted coldly, the stick in his hand was like a black mist, attacking Cao Cao, Cao Cao raised his sword and did not let it block at all, attacking and blocking, and suddenly Yu Poison retreated violently, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes and said: "This is a trap!" ”

Cao Cao sneered and said, "Now you just found out!" Yu Poison quickly walked behind him, and suddenly came back at a faster speed, only to see the entire palace gushing out of an endless number of armor warriors at some point, surrounding the place, and on the highest steps in the distance, several figures walked out of it.

The front was Emperor Han Ling, and the back was followed by Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun, Zhang Rang and others, Emperor Han Ling smiled and said: "If General He didn't want to stabilize the Quartet and garrison the capital pavilion, I'm afraid he would be satisfied with this good show..."

"The feathers are falling more urgently..."Yu Poison looked at the endless armor soldiers who were swarming, at this time there were so many yellow turban masked people, quickly going towards a few specific directions, and then were stabbed to death by the surging armor soldiers, Yu Poison looked at the yellow turban masked people who died in various places, and looked at the sunset that was about to disappear into the sky in the distance and said: "It turns out that you have been waiting for the ambush to appear, the purpose is to annihilate us in one fell swoop at this moment!" ”

"Hahahaha, what you said is not wrong at all, I knew that there would be ambushes, but I didn't expect it to appear here, but everything is being calculated, so your failure is not a pity, and you don't have to blame yourself!" Jian Yong rode a tall horse, looked at Yu Poison from a distance, and said with a laugh, under the sunset, his shadow was stretched long, as if it was much taller.

"Although I'm the only one left now, but..."Yu Poison said as he watched the last yellow-clothed masked man fall, his face still unflustered.

"What nonsense, now that you are isolated, even if you have three heads and six arms, under the army, you will die without a place to be buried!" Jian Yong vetoed without doubt.

The young official wiped the blood on his face, and also looked at Yu Poison and said: "Create chaos and ambush these Yellow Turban assassins, presumably your target is the people in the carriage, but now that you haven't even approached the carriage, you have been wiped out, I really don't know where you have confidence!" ”

Yu Poison glanced coldly at the young official: "What a good dog of a big man!" When did I say that my target was the man in the carriage? ”

After Yu Poison said this, he waved his hand violently, only to see that the yellow-clothed masked man who had died in various places had black smoke rising from it, and the white feathers produced a peculiar smell, and a soldier smelled it, and suddenly fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, Cao Cao's face moved: "Use poison!" ”

"Yes!" Yu Poison picked up the black stick in his hand, quickly crossed the carriage, and walked towards the people on the steps, Cao Cao followed him closely, and his face changed greatly: "Holy Lord be careful, his target is you!" ”

Emperor Han Ling looked at Yu Poison who rushed towards him from the encirclement, and said with a playful expression: "This person turned out to be a master of using poison, and now that the army is under the poisonous gas, the combat power must have been greatly reduced, who will help the widow to take him!" ”

Zhu Jun held a big knife, clenched his fists and said, "A certain general is willing to go!" Emperor Han Ling nodded, Zhu Jun jumped down the steps violently, towards Yu Poison, Emperor Han Ling looked at the feathers in the sky and said: "Such a beautiful scenery, it is really rare in the world, the feathers are like snow, and they are like blood..."

"But in this snow-like and blood-like feather, the widow smelled a dangerous breath..."Emperor Han Ling was still standing there, unmoved, as if he was saying something insignificant, Huangfu Song's expression moved, and he stood in front of Emperor Han Ling, and said coldly: "Your Excellency has been lurking for so long, presumably you are also here for the Holy One, if so, then show up!" ”

A white figure seemed to appear out of thin air in the night, he was dressed in white, holding a feather in his hand, and quickly headed towards Emperor Han Ling, Huangfu Song blocked the big knife in his hand, easily blocked the flying white feathers, and cut out, the white figure quickly retreated to avoid the big knife, and landed on a step pillar, revealing a man's face like a woman and said: "General Huangfu's martial arts are really worthy of the name!" ”

Huangfu Song looked at the demonic man in white solemnly and said, "Your Excellency is the most mysterious demon soldier, Bai Que?" ”

"Oh? The general has also heard the name of Zaixia..."After the man in white showed his surprise, he quickly flashed the big knife slashed by Huangfu Song, and his figure flashed quickly, heading towards Emperor Han Ling, Huangfu Song's face changed greatly, this person's speed was too fast, and he couldn't keep up at all!

"Protect the Emperor! Fast! Hurry..."The young official shouted towards the nine people in front of the carriage, the faces of these nine people changed, and their figures were like afterimages in the sunset, and they quickly walked towards Emperor Han Ling on the steps, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't compare to the white sparrow who was close at hand!

A long sword composed of feathers, at some point, appeared in Bai Que's hand, and stabbed fiercely at Emperor Han Ling, who was still fearless, Emperor Han Ling looked at the feather sword that stabbed at him, there was a trace of relief in his eyes, and he whispered to himself: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell... In fact, the widow has long wanted to leave this human purgatory..."

There was a clang, and the sound of iron colliding sounded...