Yan Ming's knife was quickly withdrawn, and the person also flashed to the side, and most of those splattered blood splattered to the ground. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Cheng was afraid that Gobeba would not die, and the short knife in his hand swept through Gobeba's throat.

After the two of them made a beer bar neatly, they took advantage of the night to go around a few times from the alleys of the West Market, and then returned to the old mansion of the Tian family.

Dugu Jian killed all the Huns, and then came to find Gobeiba, according to his martial arts and tracking skills, Gebeiba categorically could not escape.

When he turned the corner of the street and saw the stomach disemboweled, and the throat was slit, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and a pair of starry eyes revealed a burst of murderous aura.

Xianbei people, these Huns killed on the street of Chang'an had been planned a long time ago. For the war between Han and Hungary. Ge Beer Ba is the prince of the Xiongnu Mo Nan Xiao Wang, who died on the streets of Chang'an, and will definitely not give up. Although this guy is incapable, and his qualification to inherit Xiao Wang is also vacated by his younger brother, it does not prevent Mo Nan Xiao Wang from coming to attack the Han Dynasty under his guise.

The Xianbei people who herded horses for the Huns in the northeast never really surrendered. What they want is war, and only in the midst of chaos can a weak nation like them have a chance to turn over and grow.

If they were sandwiched between the Han and the Xiongnu, their situation was the most difficult. Two behemoths, maybe one can crush this weak nation to death.

"Could it be that someone knows about my people's plans?" The long knife of the Dugu sword was lifted upside down, and the person went up to the ridge around him as soon as he jumped up. Gobeba's stomach is still steaming, which means that the murderer has not gone far, and he must kill this person who knows the truth of the matter.

Dugu Jian raised his knife and patrolled quickly. But nothing was found.

Chengxin's understanding of Chang'an City is like his own back garden. When Dugu Jian was still circling around the room, the two of them had already changed into clean clothes, threw the bloody clothes into the stove room, and burned them to ashes.

"Master Hou, the person with the knife is a Xianbei person. They belonged to the Xiongnu and were driven to the northeast steppe by the Xiongnu, where they were specifically responsible for herding horses for the Huns. How could they do it to the Huns? Cheng Xin asked a little puzzled.

Yan Ming frowned, and said after a while: "It should be that Xianbei people are not willing to be lonely." If there was a war between the Han and the Xiongnu, the Huns would not be able to scruple about the Xianbei people. If this war is fought for a long time, the Xianbei people will be able to develop and grow. ”

His analysis coincides with the thoughts of the Xianbei people.

"But the Xianbei people are a little whimsical. Between the Han and the Xiongnu, as long as the Han did not move, there was friction, and it was definitely a small friction on the border. If they want to grow, a few decades will not be enough. Unless ......" Yan Ming paused, and said in his heart: "Unless there is a traverser like me." ”

"Do you want to tell the emperor?" Cheng Xin said.

"No need, this kind of trivial matter, it is beneficial to let the little emperor experience it more." Yan Ming rubbed his nose, and the smell of blood that had just killed someone didn't seem to have dissipated.

"Sleep, tomorrow we will go back to Maolingyi."

Early the next morning, Yan Ming got up, and with Chengxin, the two of them left Chang'an City early. When passing by the street between the East and West markets, I only heard the sound of people coming from the West Market. The security forces of Chang'an City had taken full control of the area.

Under the isolation of rows of Han troops, several killing scenes have been separated.

An elderly servant came out of the ranks of the officers and soldiers, and said to the clerk next to him as he walked: "It's too miserable. The people of the inn were killed by the Huns, and the group of Huns were killed by long knives. As for the last Huns, who died in a short battle, the perpetrator should have been someone else. ”

The clerk next to me wrote them down one by one.

Yan Ming and Cheng Xin were far away from Lao Qizuo, and they couldn't hear what he said, if they did, they would definitely be surprised by Lao Zhuzuo's accurate inference.

The two had just left the Weicheng Gate and crossed the Weishui Bridge, when a horse rushed over behind them.

Yan Ming and Cheng Xin heard the hurried arrival of the people behind them, so they took the horses they sat down on to the side and made way for the people who came behind.

The knight who came did not surpass Yan Ming and Cheng Xin, but stopped behind and asked loudly, "Is Yan Hou in front?" ”

Yan Ming looked back and couldn't help laughing, it was an acquaintance who came: "Mr. Lei Bei, what do you have to say?" ”

The person who came was Lei Quilt, a long sword that never seemed to leave his side, hanging loosely on his body, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a swordsman. But Yan Ming knew that this person was the number one swordsman in Huainan and was very good at kung fu. Even the Great Ring, there is no room to fight back under his sword.

"Thank you, Yanhou, for remembering the villain. Lei was ordered by the county lord to come and tell Yan Hou something. That bald head, the county lord had already put it last night. The county lord said, whether you can live or not, look at his creation, please don't take Yanhou to heart! From Lei Ling's polite attitude towards Yan Ming, Liu Ling's attitude towards Yan Ming can also be seen.

"Thank you, Lord!" Yan Ming arched his hand and said: "In the future, if the county lord needs Yan Ming's help, as long as it does not violate the morality of the court, he only needs to send someone to send a letter to Hongyantang." ”

"That being the case, Lei was replaced by the county lord and thanked Yanhou first. Yan Hou is young and elegant, and Lei is admired. Say goodbye today, I hope to have the opportunity to work with Yanhou in the future! Ray finished with a smile on his face, clenched his fists, and led the horse away.

Yan Ming returned the salute, looked at Lei Yuan's distant figure, and recalled the word hungry 'working together' he just said.

Cheng Xin was clear-minded, and said with a smile: "Yan Hou, in my opinion, this Liu Ling County Lord has taken a fancy to Hou Ye!" It's just that you already have a two-room wife, do you want to accept a county lord Liu Ling in addition to Princess Yanran? ”

"Get out, dead eunuch, don't study serious things." Yan Ming picked up the horsewhip and frightened Cheng Xin's head, and the two of them laughed and walked in the direction of Maoling.

In the early morning, on both sides of the official road, there were dewy grass and shrubs everywhere, and a particularly fresh smell came into the mouths and noses of the two, and the two young men greedily inhaled the fresh air.

Just when the two of them had just left Chang'an City for about ten miles, Chengxin suddenly saw a tree on the side of the road, which was broken from it, leaving only the roots standing towards the sky, and the upper half was cut off by Qi Brush.

"Someone has fought here!" Chengxin saw that there were traces of swords cut out everywhere on the short tree, and immediately said.

Yan Ming looked at the tree, turned around again, and saw that among the bushes in the distance, the color of a corner of clothes leaked out.

"Look over there!" Yan Ming pointed with his finger and said.

"It's human!" Chengxin also found a corner, two people with horses, directly entered the grass on the side of the road from the pipe, and saw a middle-aged man in a green shirt lying in the grass, his neck was crooked to the side, obviously broken by force.