The dim candle flame was swaying in the evening breeze, Ye Yingwu looked at the file in front of him and the stack of half-person-high grievances in a daze, although he was indeed exhausted from running east and west today, but he was not in the mood to sleep.

It is estimated that whoever is replaced, it will be a sleepless night.

When I returned to the county office just now, the courtyards of the houses along the way were all brightly lit, and some even faintly heard crying and laughter. For most people in Tongshan County, today is definitely a day worth remembering.

The sky is cloudy, the sky is sunny, in an instant.

Countless grievances, countless blood and tears.

Ye Yingwu let out a long sigh, but he was not in the mood to open the file in front of him, but while blowing out the only candle on the table that was still flickering, he hid the sharp dagger used for self-defense in his sleeve, and the sleeve arrow was already placed in the other sleeve.

After everything was done, Ye Yingwu slowly closed his eyes, and the whole person was sunk in the wide chair, wanting to straighten out today's mess.

Outside, the cold moonlight poured in through the half-hidden windows, followed by the sound of the wind blowing the leaves. Ye Yingwu took a deep breath of the air that had not been polluted seven hundred years ago, it was still far from Jiafu, and there was no rancid bloody breath.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Bao was a little relieved, and gently pushed open the door, in the cold moonlight, looking at Ye Yingwu, who was already asleep on the chair, this veteran who had long looked down on life and death, couldn't help but have crystal tears flashing in his eyes.

No matter what kind of young man he is, he can't hide the reality that this is still a young man who has just been crowned. With so many people intriguing and attacking and killing each other, Yang Bao felt a little unbearable in his heart.

But for what?

Is it the people of this land, or ・・・・・・ or more and more?

Yang Bao looked at the door quietly, looking at Ye Yingwu's sleeping figure like a child, and asked himself for the first time.

With a long sigh, Yang Bao sat on the steps while closing the door, looking up at the starry starry sky, and was silent. The shadows of the trees and the moonlight reflected his somewhat lonely figure on the steps.

In an instant, Yang Bao had already made up his mind, he would not obey Ye Yingwu's orders, if he only had a hundred battles on the periphery, Yang Bao really didn't dare to guarantee that Ye Yingwu would live unscathed when danger came.

It was not because Yang Bao was afraid of the retaliation of Ye Mengding and others, but because he looked at Ye Yingwu's sleeping figure, he had a guilty conscience.

This risk must not be taken.

Yang Bao thought silently in his heart, although he was also very tired after a day of traveling, but on this picturesque night of the stars and moon, he was not sleepy, but just looked at the darkness ahead with bright eyes, as if that gaze could find any unknown and danger hidden inside.

At this moment, a small voice seemed very abrupt in the darkness!

Almost instantly, Yang Bao did not stand up suddenly, but rolled on the spot, and the saber on his waist was "clanged" out of its sheath almost at the same time, flashing in the moonlight. Yang Bao suddenly realized that Baizhan had not been withdrawn by himself, and his heart suddenly tightened.

A few cold rays swept out of the darkness, almost grazing Yang Bao's body and flying, if it wasn't for Yang Bao's timely dodge just now, I'm afraid he would have been hit a long time ago. Han Mang flew out and disappeared into the darkness in the dark, and he didn't know what it was at all, but Yang Bao didn't care about it, the guards of the Hundred Battles City all carried sleeve arrows with them, so after dodging this blow, Yang Bao raised his arm without hesitation.

The sleeve arrow "swished" and flew out.

Immediately after that, Yang Bao gritted his teeth and took three steps and made two straight steps to rush up the steps, slammed open the door, and shouted: "Where are the hundred battles?"

There was a slight muffled sound in the darkness, and Yang Bao was still very confident in the unexpected sleeve arrow he had just had, and the saber crashed into the room with the sound of the wind. At the same time, Yang Bao's hoarse roar was heard outside the courtyard wall, and the hundred battles, which were the elite of the Heavenly Martial Army, quickly converged, and the sound of dense footsteps slammed along the courtyard wall!

The window that the moonlight came in just now had been closed, and it was because of the closed window that this sound was made, and Yang Bao had not had time to adapt to the darkness, and he was faced with a fierce knife wind. After all, it was a veteran oil, Yang Bao took a breath of cool air lightly, and calmly swung his knife sideways, and the saber slashed at the oncoming blade, which was exactly the same.

The man in the darkness let out a soft "huh" and strode away.

Yang Bao didn't dare to chase hard, and at the same time, there was also the roar of the guards of the Hundred Battles outside, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

"Smack!" With a soft sound, the candle on the table was lit.

Yang Bao could clearly see the specific situation and couldn't help but show a relaxed smile. It's not as bad as you think.

On the side of the table, Ye Yingwu sat in his position, with a sharp sword around his neck, but the short sword in his hand was also straight against the lower abdomen of the petite person behind him, and the short sword flashed with a faint blue light, which was obviously quenched. The black-clothed assassin who put the sword on Ye Yingwu's neck was obviously a woman, but obviously he hadn't experienced any big battles, Ye Yingwu was very indifferently holding the short sword while lighting the candle, but the woman even trembled slightly with the hand holding the sword, if it wasn't for some distance from Ye Yingwu's neck, I'm afraid she would have cut a slight wound a long time ago.

And on the ground in front of Ye Yingwu's table, there was a person lying on his stomach, his eyes widened, full of disbelief, Yang Bao almost glanced at it and saw that this person was killed by Ye Yingwu's sleeve arrow.

There was another person, who thought it was the one who had just shot, holding a knife in his hand, his back against the wall, his body slightly bent like a bow ready to fire, the knife in his hand was shiny, and through the faint candle flame, he could clearly see the white hair in the gap between the night coat and hat.

Old man?

Yang Bao frowned slightly, obviously this person is much more mature and stable than the woman who is ready to trade her life with Ye Yingwu at any time, if this person is holding Ye Yingwu hostage, I'm afraid Yang Bao will really have to gasp.

Ye Yingwu's composure was in Yang Bao's expectations, after all, when this gentleman faced the oncoming thief blade at the head of Cixi City, although it was also a three-legged cat kung fu, but he did not hesitate to go head-on, and it was precisely because of his leadership, coupled with the right time and place, that a group of new pawns could do their best to strangle the bandits with blood on their hands.

Later, at the foot of Macheng, Ye Yingwu only took a hundred battles to rush around in the wind and rain full of danger, at that time, as long as there was a Mongolian thousand-man team, it was possible to kill the entire hundred battles, but Ye Yingwu still did not hesitate to order the whole army to fight.

So seeing that this Ye Envoy Jun was still very indifferent to light the candle, Yang Bao just nodded slightly, as if all this was expected.

There was already a faint sound of killing and the sound of swords and soldiers outside, surrounded by heavy soldiers in a hundred battles, it was difficult for a few assassins to escape, and at this moment, Ye Yingwu's fingers tapped the table slightly, making a monotonous sound.

The female assassin's heart was like a mess, and she said in a trembling voice: "You ・・・・・・ don't move." ”

However, Ye Yingwu just met her gaze with great interest, his fingers tapping on the table rhythmically, and after a while, Yang Bao found that it was not only the female assassin, but even the old man subconsciously retreated slightly, his eyes wandering.

Outside, the sound of killing grew louder and louder, and the light of torches flickered inside and outside the courtyard.

"Ye Envoy-kun?!" Zhang Gui's roar came from outside, followed by the sound of the god's arm crossbow being wound in unison.

"Yang Bao, let him bring someone in." Ye Yingwu said coldly, not caring about the blade on his neck at all.

"But ・・・・・・" Yang Bao looked at the two assassins, there were already beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, but after hesitating for a moment, he still roared angrily, "Zhang Gui, Ye Yuanjun is here, and the assassins are in a stalemate, quickly bring people in!" ”

Seeing Yang Bao really roaring, not only the female assassin, but the old man was also stunned, and it was too late to stop him.

Hearing that Ye Yingwu was still in a stalemate with the assassin, Zhang Gui's heart tightened, where did he dare to hesitate, he kicked the door open first, and then the closed or half-hidden windows around him were all slammed open, and the divine arm crossbow then stretched in, and sharp arrows flashing with light could be seen in the dancing candle flames.

And Zhang Gui was also holding the blood-stained saber in one hand, and the freshly cut head in the other, his eyes swept across the audience, and he took a light breath while throwing the head that was obviously the leader at the feet of the old assassin.

Ye Yingwu's fingers slowly stopped, and he let out a long sigh: "The one who comes is the guest, why bother to meet each other like this, but it is also strange, one old and one young, the grand city division of the Great Song Dynasty, is there really only this little poor person?" ”

As soon as the three words "Imperial City Division" came out, whether it was Yang Bao and Zhang Gui, who were waiting for the battle, or the two assassins who were already nervous, they couldn't help but let out an "ah", with surprise and shock in their eyes.

However, Ye Yingwu didn't seem to care much, just quietly looked at the female assassin in front of him, and a light smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. From beginning to end, the whole situation was firmly in his hands, don't forget, I, Ye Yingwu, also came out of college.

If you don't have such a basic vigilance in class, you will definitely die a miserable death.

So in this smile, there is a smug and contempt that is difficult to hide.

Lu Xiufu has also rushed over, and clearly heard the last word "division" just now, if Yang Bao and Zhang Gui still gasped, Lu Xiufu was in a cold sweat, with his cleverness, where could he not guess that what he didn't hear was the word "imperial city", I didn't expect that this time Jia Rudao really made a bloody investment, and even the imperial city division was dispatched, it seems that he doesn't want to let go of the position of the magistrate of Tongshan County.

The hundred battles had already drained the entire room, and no one spoke, and the countless armorers in the firelight just silently held their heavy divine arm crossbows, with a steel-like resolute and indifferent expression on their faces.

After a long silence, the old assassin slowly threw the knife in his hand to the ground, and then untied the masked black cloth and turban of the night coat, revealing an old face, the night wind blew his gray hair, the old man glanced at Ye Yingwu coldly, and then looked at the female assassin's gaze became gentle and reluctant, even with a trace of regret.

Yang Bao and Zhang Gui rushed forward without hesitation, and two sharp knives hit the old man's neck at the same time. The old man didn't resist, but said lightly: "Lord Ye's clever plan really lives up to its name, Xiao Lao'er can be regarded as admitting it this time, but Lord Ye said that we are the people of the 'Imperial City Division', there seems to be no evidence, right?" Xiao Lao'er didn't want to have any relatives with the Imperial City Division, so he ・・・・・・"

Ye Yingwu waved his hand to stop his next words, but he didn't dare to leave the female assassin in front of him. Although he Ye Yingwu is sometimes bold, he doesn't want to really plant here, so it's better to be cautious: "Since you admit it, let this lady put down her blade first, she is not tired, the official is still tired." ”

The female assassin raised her eyebrows and scolded coldly: "Where did you come from so many words when you are dying?" ”

Ye Yingwu smiled with interest and didn't speak, but the hand holding the short blade didn't move at all, and he didn't forget to turn his head slightly to look at the old assassin. The old assassin calmed down, and didn't take the blade on his shoulder to heart at all, but said lightly: "I don't know what Lord Ye is going to do?" ”

"Where did all that nonsense come from!" Zhang Gui snorted, but he didn't dare to move, after all, Ye Yingwu was still undecided, if something really happened to Ye Yuanjun, he Zhang Gui couldn't afford this responsibility, and he would be annoyed.

The old assassin didn't answer, but set his eyes on Ye Yingwu, as if he didn't take Zhang Gui's threat to heart, and was just seriously waiting for Ye Yingwu's reply.

Lu Xiufu looked at Ye Yingwu with a little surprise, these two assassins are really hot potatoes, but it is really a simple and effective way to kill people directly. However, Lu Xiufu knew that this was not something he could control, so he simply stayed quietly in the corner and remained silent.

"Chat with the two of you for a while, and then let the two go." Ye Yingwu said coldly, Yang Bao, Zhang Gui and even Lu Xiufu wanted to open their mouths to stop it, but when they saw Ye Yingwu's cold and gloomy face, they still took a light breath and swallowed the words that almost blurted out.

The old man nodded slightly at the female assassin, the female assassin hesitated for a moment, and finally let out a long sigh, and threw the sword to the ground casually, making a crisp sound of "clang", Zhang Gui, Yang Bao, and countless soldiers of the hundred battles who held the crossbow of the divine arm were all shocked in their hearts, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone that had been hanging in their throats finally fell to the ground.

And Ye Yingwu slowly stood up with a slight smile, the short blade in his hand stretched forward, the female assassin had no choice but to slowly retreat, and the old assassin couldn't help but shout: "Lord Ye, you are a good man, don't be untrustworthy!" ”

Ye Yingwu smiled coldly: "Of course, a certain person will be trustworthy, come and prepare tea for the two." ”

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the house, Weng Yinglong strode up the steps in the firelight, looking at the head of the house and the two assassins who had been captured, the expression on his face was a little uncertain, his eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but say that the splitter snatched the knife in the hand of a soldier next to him, and went straight to Ye Yingwu and the female assassin, and roared angrily: "Bold assassin, you dare to stab Lord Ye, eat me!" ”

The incident happened suddenly, and Yang Bao and Zhang Gui were staring at the old assassin, and they didn't have time to rush forward for a while, so they could only roar loudly, and the surrounding armor soldiers were too close to Ye Yingwu, so they didn't dare to release the arrows after hesitating.

Ye Yingwu almost subconsciously slammed the female assassin to the ground, and the two rolled together, while Weng Yinglong's knife flew past Ye Yingwu's clothes!

Zhang Gui, Yang Bao, Lu Xiufu and even countless Tianwu Army armor soldiers took a breath lightly at the same time, so dangerous!

Immediately afterwards, several armor soldiers came up to see the old assassin, and Yang Bao and Zhang Gui dared to hesitate any longer, roaring left and right, and pounced on them, suppressing Weng Yinglong to death. If something happens to Ye Yuanjun today, he Weng Yinglong won't be able to get out of here alive!