After Yan Ming left, Liu Ling looked at the stars in the sky and muttered to himself, "Isn't this earth really the center of the starry sky?" So, is my father my center? ”

In her heart, although she was full of disbelief in Yan Ming's words, the woman's intuition told Liu Ling that what Yan Ming said did not seem to have an element of deception!

"What kind of person are you?" Liu Ling silently asked the figure in his heart, but he couldn't get an answer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time as leaving Cuiwei Pavilion, a piece of nocturnal cards was sent to Yan Ming's hands.

Cheng Xin had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when he saw Yan Ming coming out, he came over at a trot, and said, "Master Hou, I have already determined the location of those grandsons of the Huns!" ”

Since Chengxin occasionally heard Yan Ming scolding his grandson, he liked it very much when he lost his life, and he didn't like to scold his grandson anymore.

"Let's go, let's follow them and pick them up, we don't necessarily have to kill them, but let them know that the people of our Han Dynasty are not easy to mess with." Yan Ming squatted down and touched the knife in his boots, which allowed Chengxin to lead the way, and the two of them followed at a trot.

Since the five-kilometer cross-country every day, Yan Ming's physical fitness has improved rapidly, and now he is trotting with Chengxin, and he is not half a point behind.

Chengxin is an old child in Chang'an City, and he is familiar with any place. When the Huns left, he quietly followed.

The place where the Huns settled was in a small shop near the Weicheng Gate in Xishi. The courtyard wall is not very high, and Cheng Xin's feet are lightly on the ground, and he is on the wall.

Yan Ming was not to be outdone, pressed his hands on the wall, turned over and entered the courtyard, and landed on his toes, but he fell silently.

Chengxin gave Yan Ming a thumbs up, Yan Ming pouted, when he was a child, he went to the neighbor's yard to steal cucumbers and persimmons, and he had already practiced a silent technique.

"Master Hou, be careful!" Chengxin suddenly pulled Yan Ming's clothes, and the two of them immediately hid by the cart in the courtyard.

The door of the east wing was pushed, and it was Gobeba who was the leader, and the group was dressed in black, and the scimitar in their hands was clearly carried.

"Let's go, go to the Weicheng Gate, the defenders there have been bought by me. Let's go out of the city tonight, and if we offend the Han people today, I'm afraid this group of guys will retaliate. "Gobelba looks rough, but the people are thick and fine.

"Listen to His Royal Highness." The person in the back whispered.

Cheng Xin and Yan Ming glanced at each other and whispered, "Master Hou, we have earned it now." This guy is a prince, and he should be the prince of a certain little king under the court of the Huns. ”

"Today, you must pick him up, not to mention Xiao Wang's turtle son, that is, the Hun Xiao Wang, Ben Hou has also been captured alive." Yan Ming rubbed his hands and couldn't help but reach into his boots.

The two men waited until the Huns were out of the courtyard, and then they got up and wanted to leave.

A gust of wind blew, and a faint smell of blood came from the room in the back.

Yan Ming frowned slightly, and Chengxin also discovered this smell. The two of them turned around and walked towards the back room.

Walking to the door, the smell of blood was heavier.

"Something happened!" Yan Ming said, pulling out a short knife from his boots, and Cheng Xin reached out and gently pushed it on the door.

The door opened, and a strong smell of blood came to my face.

Chengxin shook the fire with his hands and feet, and saw a miserable scene on the ground.

At first glance, he was a man dressed as the shopkeeper of the inn, lying prone on the ground, his neck had been cut in half, and his head was tilted to the side.

A woman, stripped naked, was guarding a child's body with both hands, but the child's head was missing. Both mother and son were killed.

On the other side of the wall, the shopkeeper was curled up, his eyes wide open, his chest was slashed open, and his internal organs were spilled all over the ground.

This kind of tragic scene, even Yan Ming, who had been on the battlefield, felt sick for a while when he saw it.

Cheng Xin also covered his nose, looked at the corpses of several people, and said: "This is caused by scimitars, and the murderers are those Huns." ”

Yan Ming looked up at the other houses around him, and said in a deep voice, "Look at those rooms, if there are any residents who have been harmed." ”

The two of them checked it, and in the entire small shop, except for the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, there were no guests.

Yan Ming's eyes showed anger, this group of Huns dared to go to Chang'an to commit murder, not to mention killing people on the border line of the Han Dynasty.

After the murder, he had to buy the city gate guards and sneak out of the city. Is it true that there is no one in my Han Dynasty?

"Chengxin, I can't say I want to kill tonight! Do you dare? Yan Ming didn't think about handing over these Huns to Yousi Yamen for interrogation.

"Master Hou, do you want to inform the Yamen, this is a murder!" Chengxin asked with some concern.

Yan Ming waved his hand and said, "No need! There are people who are judged by the yamen, and they are not worthy of the court! ”

As soon as he said this, Chengxin's eyes lit up, and he lived in a proper manner in the palace, although he learned a little martial arts from his father-in-law, he was limited to protecting Princess Yanran, and the real experience of killing people was the last time he went to the Hun steppe with Yan Ming.

Tonight is going to see blood and kill again, and Cheng Xin is also a little excited.

At midnight in Chang'an West City, it was as dark as ink.

Because Cheng Xin and Yan Ming heard the words of the Huns, they knew to go to the Weicheng Gate, and the two of them followed with ease.

At the entrance of the alley that turned a corner in front of them, Yan Ming and Cheng Xin suddenly slowed down.

There were still about five hundred meters away from the Weicheng Gate, and several Huns stood there, and in front of the Huns, a young man with two small pigtails on his sideburns tied his hair and tied it behind his head.

In the young man's hand, he carried a large knife. The blade is slender, quite a bit of the shape of a war knife, but it is much longer than an ordinary war knife.

"Who are you?" The Xiongnu prince Ge Baba asked in jerky Chinese.

"The one who wants your life!" The young man who spoke was none other than Dugu Jian of the Xianbei tribe. He had already been eyeing the Huns when they left Cuiwei Pavilion.

Just now, Dugu Jian saw the whole process of killing people and stealing goods in the inn and escaping here.

He didn't stop Gobelba from committing the murder, but just watched silently. The Xianbei people hoped that the Xiongnu and the Han would fight endlessly, so that they would have a chance to develop.

The knife, turned into an arc, slashed down.

One of the two oncoming Huns was cut in two, and the other dodged the blade, carrying a scimitar and shouting: "The prince flees quickly, we entangle him!" ”

Gobelba had no intention of fighting alongside his companions, and he obediently turned around and fled.

Dugu Jian was not in a hurry to chase after Ge Beba, but with a long knife, he fought with the remaining Huns. His long knife, without any fancy fancies, would cut off the neck of a Hun when it fell.

Gobelba may be the reincarnation of a rabbit on the grassland, running very fast, and bumping into Yan Ming and Cheng Xin as soon as he turned. Before he could exclaim, Cheng Xin stepped up behind Gobelba, his elbow pressing down on his neck.

Yan Ming's short knife hit Gobba's chest in one fell swoop.

"Tatsuya Disturbs!" Under the anxiety of Gobeba, the already non-standard Chinese dialect became even more noisy.

"Spare you? The shopkeeper of the inn and the shopkeeper, who will spare it? Yan Ming said gloomily, and inserted a knife into Ge Beba's chest, and pulled it down, directly opening his chest and abdomen.

Everything flowed out, warm and fishy. Gobelba didn't die for a while, but he couldn't make a sound, and he didn't know until he died, how could that little innkeeper have someone to avenge him!