Zhang Baoer couldn't help patting her head, she missed a little bit of calculation, although it was easy to escape at this time, but the city gate had not yet been opened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They can't get out of Chang'an City, and they will be caught back by the people of Tiantong Casino, and it will be sooner or later.

"What to do? Why don't we go and hide from Uncle Chen? Hou Jie asked.

"No way!" Zhang Bao'er shook her head categorically and said, "We can't bother Uncle Chen, let's find a place to hide first, and then find a way to get out when the city gate is opened." ”

The sky was bright, and there were gradually pedestrians on the street, and Zhang Baoer and Hou Jie were huddled under the courtyard wall of an alley.

Originally, Zhang Baoer could have gone to Li Si or Cen Shaobai to settle down, but he didn't go.

They are still in danger now, if they can't involve Chen Song, can they be able to involve Cen Shaobai and Li Si?

No, never.

On both sides of the alley were shabby and quaint moss-covered courtyard walls near civilian courtyards, some of which were covered with dense green creeper vines, which seemed to sweep away some of the irritability in their hearts under the narrow shadow, giving them a little coolness.

The first morning drum of Chang'an City finally sounded, Zhang Bao'er jumped up all of a sudden, and said to Hou Jie: "Let's go, we can go out of the city now." ”

The two got up and were about to walk forward, when Zhang Bao'er's face suddenly turned pale, her lips kept trembling, and her eyes were staring straight ahead.

Hou Jie also saw that seven or eight big men were like a half-ring, slowly walking towards them, and then tightly blocked them on the edge of the wall.

These people were all dressed in black, with a circle of purple thread on their cuffs, and they should be from Akifudo.

What should have come is still coming, and they didn't hide after all.

The black-clothed people all had expressionless faces, staring coldly at Zhang Bao'er and Hou Jie.

The leader was an old man with gorgeous hair, and he said with a gloomy face: "At a young age, I know how to play golden cicada shelling, it's very good!" ”

Zhang Bao'er was really frightened at the moment, as if the devil had grabbed one of his feet, he involuntarily took a few steps back, pressed his body against the wall, his legs trembled like playing cotton, his throat was so dry, and his heart was beating like he couldn't hold it in his chest.

The old man of Huafa coldly ordered: "Go back with us!" ”

Almost every part of Zhang Baoer's body was trembling, his hands and feet became as cold as ice, he was really scared, but he shook his head vigorously: "I won't go back!" ”

"I don't know how to lift!" The old man waved his hand: "Take it!" ”

Two men walked slowly, one carrying a knife and the other holding a large leather bag in his hand.

Zhang Bao'er suddenly remembered Huang Si's remnants before he died, and shouted in horror: "Don't come here, help!" ”

Zhang Bao'er shouted in his voice, the voice spread far away, he expected someone to hear it and come to help, but no one came, and some pedestrians heard it and even avoided it far away, which made Zhang Bao'er completely fall into despair.

"Bao'er, don't be afraid, there is me!"

At the critical moment, Hou Jie stepped in front of Zhang Baoer and blocked the two.

"Look for death!" One of them raised his sword and slashed.

Hou Jie flashed, and without thinking about it, he opened his bow left and right, and struck at the two of them respectively, Hua Fa showed a surprised expression on his face, and he shouted: "Retreat!" ”

It's a pity that it was too late, and the two subordinates of the old man Huafa were slashed by Hou Jie's palm, and they immediately spat blood and fell to the ground.

The old man with Huafa showed an angry face, pointed to Hou Jie and commanded a yin owl man beside him: "Kill him." ”

"Choke!" The Yin Owl man pulled out the long sword at his waist.

As soon as the sword came out of the sheath, Hou Jie felt a cold air rushing towards his face, and his whole body was cold and his hair stood on end, like a thorn in the middle.

The Yin Owl man volleyed a sword flower in the air, pounced fiercely, and the long sword drew a graceful arc and slashed straight at Hou Jie's neck.

Hou Jie roared, and his fist came out of his body, meeting the sword of the Yin Owl Man. The hiss of the blade breaking through the air and the muffled sound of the fist stirring the air!

There is no doubt that this person must be a master in the Autumn Wind Hall, as soon as he made a move, Hou Jie felt the pressure that he had never felt before, and the sword of the Yin Owl Man had a fearless and compelling momentum, forcing Hou Jie's fist strength to scatter weakly.

The sword qi is like lightning, and the fist strength is like a muffled thunder.

Seeing that the two were indistinguishable for a while, the old man of Huafa glanced at another subordinate beside him, and the strong man nodded and swept towards Zhang Bao'er.

The man accurately buckled Zhang Baoer's collarbone, Zhang Baoer was in pain, and couldn't help shouting: "Monkey save me!" ”

Hearing Zhang Bao'er's shout, Hou Jie was in a hurry, and his feet were in chaos.

"Let him go!" Hou Jie ignored the sword style of the yin owl man, turned around, and reached out to grab the strong man's hand.

The strong man took Zhang Bao'er aside with his left palm, and made a knife with his right palm, slashing at Hou Jie's wrist. Hou Jie flipped his wrist, changed his hand into a palm, and hurriedly took the strong man's palm knife. The palms touched, the strong man was shocked, and his body retreated half a step, taking this opportunity, Zhang Baoer escaped from the man's grasp.

The yin owl man who made the sword forced over again, and Hou Jie had to rush to fight again.

The strong man's face showed a vicious color, and he slashed at Zhang Bao'er in the air, Zhang Bao'er was horrified, and hurriedly dodged back, but the soles of his feet were tripped up, he fell to the ground, just narrowly avoided this palm, but the strength of the palm still made Zhang Bao'er roll out more than a foot away.

"Bao'er!" Hou Jie's eyes were about to split, and he was about to step forward with a loud shout, but he was entangled by the yin owl man who made the sword.

The strong man smiled and stretched out his hand, Zhang Baoer could only watch him, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that Zhang Bao'er was caught by the strong man again, a hand suddenly reached out from the oblique stab, and somehow, only heard a "poof" sound, and the strong man who forced Zhang Bao'er fell straight like a sack, kicking up a place of dust.

Zhang Baoer only then discovered that a white-clothed and lazy figure stood in front of him at some point.

"Mr. Gu's head-hunting?"

Zhang Bao'er looked at the person in front of her in a daze, it was Gu Yuntian who she had seen in Chenzhou.

"Are you afraid?" Gu Yuntian seemed to have recognized Zhang Bao'er before he made a move.

Although Gu Yuntian didn't look back, Zhang Baoer knew that Gu Yuntian was asking himself.

"No...... I'm afraid ......" Although Zhang Baoer said that he was not afraid, his trembling voice had already betrayed him

Gu Yuntian no longer spoke, but stared with interest at Hou Jie and the Yin Owl Man's sword wind fist surging back and forth.

"At such a young age, it is really rare to have this skill!" Gu Yuntian looked appreciative, and he said loudly to Hou Jie in the field: "Little monk, I am responsible for protecting your friend, you just have to let go and fight him!" ”

Hou Jie was worried about Zhang Bao'er's safety, and was distracted by the Yin Owl man who seized the opportunity to storm it, only to parry the attack, at this time he was already sweating, and his clothes were even pierced by the cold sword qi in several places.

Gu Yuntian's voice came, Hou Jie heard that the other party was a friend and not an enemy, and knew that Zhang Bao'er was not in danger for the time being, so he immediately made up his mind, and it was no longer so difficult to deal with the Yin Owl man.