Thundered!

The sky was densely covered with black clouds, thunder roaring, and lightning flashing. ∮ ∮ ∮ little ∮ said,

Raindrops of copper coins whipped on the ground, enveloping the earth like a dense barbed wire.

Yang Xiaoyu ran outside, and in an instant, the raindrops rolling down from the sky soaked his whole body.

The icy rain fell on his face, as fierce as the Yellow River bursting, and the rain blurred his vision, and he put one hand in front of his forehead and the other on his head, barely seeing the road ahead.

A group of guards followed Yang Xiaoyu to wreak havoc in the torrential rain, dragging their cold bodies and running in the rain.

The water gathered on the ground covered Yang Xiaoyu's feet, and the muddy water poured into his boots cold.

"Hurry up and save Lord Chincha!" Yang Xiaoyu shouted loudly in the rain.

The guards behind him drew their swords and ran in the rain.

Fifty paces seems like a distance of five hundred miles.

When the guards arrived at the door of the liquor store, the rain had blurred their vision, and they felt that there was nothing to see in front of them.

Yang Xiaoyu's ears are more sensitive, and he heard the sound of smashing next to him, and the crackling of tables and chairs.

"Rush in!" Yang Xiaoyu shouted and took the lead in running into the wine shop.

Rushing into the wine shop, Yang Xiaoyu wiped the water droplets on his head with his wet sleeves.

When his vision was clear, he fixed his eyes and saw that the tables and chairs on the ground were shattered, and six black-clothed men with swords were besieging Qin Cha and his party.

There are two corpses lying on the ground!

These two specific corpses are the masters of the judge in Yang Yong's mouth.

Yang Xiaoyu saw that the black-clothed man and his party were swordsman, and frequently stabbed at Lord Qincha, fortunately, there were still two guards who were desperately resisting, but in the long run, after the two guards died, Lord Qincha might not be able to escape the poison.

Yes, Yang Xiaoyu didn't wait for the guards to react, and shouted: "Save the adult!" ”

The guards carried wet swords and instantly stepped forward to fight with the men in black and his party.

"Young master, why don't you see the commander?" Wang Chong looked in the direction of Lord Qincha, but saw that there was no Yang Yong beside Lord Qincha, so he asked anxiously.

Not only is Yang Yong missing, but even the governor and the political envoy Liang are not there.

Yang Xiaoyu doesn't believe that anything will happen to him if he is cheap?

In his memory, Yang Yong was good at martial arts, and he often competed with his guards, so he would be fine.

At this moment, the black-clothed man who was besieging Qin Cha and his party saw Yang Xiaoyu and his party entering the wine shop, and immediately divided three men to intercept the guards.

"Xiaoyu, save Lord Qincha!"

At this time, Yang Yong, who was hiding under the table, stood up together with Lord Liang, the political envoy of the governor, and shouted at Yang Xiaoyu.

"Father and the two adults are alright, right?" Yang Xiaoyu looked at Yang Yong's appearance and knew that he was a cheap old man who had nothing to do, but he still asked out loud.

"It's okay for my father and the two adults, you can save Lord Qincha!" Yang Yong urged urgently.

The other two adults looked calm, and there was not much panic on their faces.

Yang Xiaoyu nodded, turned to Wang Chong and said, "Step forward and save Lord Qincha!" ”

"Young Master, take care!" Wang Chong held the long sword and bowed, his hind feet were slightly forced, his whole body was gathered around his waist, his body jumped through the air, and landed smoothly beside Lord Qincha.

"Be careful, sir!"

Wang Chong saw that the long sword of the man in black next to him stabbed at Lord Qincha, and he hurriedly roared, and the long sword in his hand suddenly changed direction, cutting through the air barrier with the speed of thunder, and the long sword stabbing at Lord Qincha made a golden impact.

"Drink, die!"

Wang Chong's arm strength was much better than that of the man in black, and with one move, the strength of his long sword did not decrease, and the tip of the sword pierced the chest of the man in black with a penetrating cold air.

"Zheng!"

The man in black hurriedly took out his sword to resist, and the two swords collided together, and sparks immediately splashed, and the crisp metal sound shook people's eardrums.

Wang Chong showed a contemptuous smile on his hideous face, and after the long sword in his right hand was exchanged, he immediately pulled out a sword flower, only to see that there were sword shadows around him, one into two, two into three, and three into dozens of sword shadows.

"Ahh

The man in black let out a creepy scream.

I saw that the long sword in Wang Chong's hand pierced into his left arm, and blood flowed out of his skin like water.

"Withdraw!" The man in black turned his eyes and swept the fight in the wine shop, and saw that the other party suddenly came to reinforcements, besides, there was also a strong martial artist, knowing that it was impossible to kill Qin Cha, he turned his eyes, covered his injured arm, shouted, jumped up, flashed, and walked out of the wine shop.

The other men in black gave up the fight and withdrew.

Yang Xiaoyu stood on the side and frowned, he always felt a little strange, but where it was strange, he couldn't say it for a while.

"Young Master, what should I do?" Wang Chong asked after him.

Yang Xiaoyu glanced at the wine shop, Lord Qincha and all the adults were safe and sound, only two guards died on the spot, and the other guards were more or less injured.

"Xiaoyu, quickly take someone to chase after you, you must catch these bold remnants of the White Lotus Sect!" Yang Yong stood opposite and said angrily.

"Yes!" Yang Xiaoyu forcibly suppressed the doubts in his chest, waved his hand at the guards, and hurriedly left the wine shop.

Dark clouds in the sky overwhelmed the city, and it was dull!

The heavy raindrops were still pouring down.

The street was cloudy, and the shadow of the man in black could not be seen clearly.

"Young Master!"

"Young master, it's okay!"

At this time, several other groups of guards braved the heavy rain to run.

"Do you see a group of men in black passing by?" Yang Xiaoyu stood in the rain, let the rain fall on him, and asked loudly.

"Young master, there are a few black shadows running from that side!" A sharp-eyed guard reached out to the left.

Yang Xiaoyu looked in the direction pointed by the guard, only to see nothing, gray.

If you look at the rest of the place, it is also gray, fog covers the city, and the rain is rampant.

"Chase!" Yang Xiaoyu pointed to the road on the left, shouted, and led the guards to gallop in the rain.

The sky was thundering and thundering, and torrential rain was pouring down like a pouring river.

Yang Xiaoyu was full of resentment, but he knew the seriousness of this matter, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and led the guards through several streets in the rain to a dead end.

"Young Master, are we chasing the wrong direction?" The rain on Wang Chong's head ran down his cheeks, and he frowned and asked.

Yang Xiaoyu ignored Wang Chong's words, he walked under the wall and looked at the little blood red left on the wall, but in an instant, the faint blood red mark was washed away by the heavy rain, and no trace was left.

"Wang Chong, where is this place, and which yamen is closest to?" Yang Xiaoyu felt that those black-clothed people should be in this area, but the number of guards in his hands was too small to search separately, so he wanted to ask the nearby yamen for help.