The dark room grew brighter, and as the room brightened, puffs of smoke rushed into the hut.

The bright fire that burst out of the house reflected the room red, and Liu Wei could clearly see Liu Er standing opposite him.

What appeared in front of him was a beautiful face that was flushed with flames, but still a little pale.

Liu Er's swordsmanship is superb, Liu Wei thought she should be a sturdy woman, but Liu Er, who was standing in front of him, was very thin, although she was long, and Guan Qing was almost the same, but she was much thinner than Guan Qing, and she was as thin as a wind that could blow her away.

"They're setting fires, get out of here!" As a swordsman, Liu Er's reaction was not comparable to ordinary people, as soon as the fire outside was lit up, and the smoke began to rush into the house, she shouted, pulling Liu Wei to run out.

"Wait!" What surprised Liu Er was that Liu Wei did not follow her to the door, but pulled back hard, broke free from her pull, turned around and ran towards the corner of the room.

Liu Bian's move made Liu Er feel very puzzled, and looking at Liu Bian's gaze, she was also a little more puzzled.

He rushed to the corner of the room, tilted a low table crookedly, rushed to the low table, Liu Wei pulled up the small table that had been somewhat decayed, turned his head and shouted to Liu Er: "Girl, come with me!" ”

Watching Liu Biao lift a low table, Liu Er was stunned, and finally ran to Liu Bian's side, carried the low table with him, blocked the table in front of him, and rushed towards the door.

The smoke in the room became heavier and heavier, and the two of them held their breath, their eyes were about to be smoked with tears, and they quickly jumped behind the door.

Rushing to the door, Liu Wei raised his foot and kicked it vigorously on the door panel.

With a muffled sound of "Peng", the door that was already somewhat rotten was kicked open by Liu Wei, and the door panel turned over a few times and flew out.

At the moment when the door panel was kicked open, Liu Wei and Liu Er beside him clearly heard a "whoosh" sound in the flames of "whirring".

As soon as the soft sound reached the ears of the two, there was a rapid "tuk-tuk" sound on the low table they were carrying.

Dozens of arrows were nailed to the tabletop, and Liu Wei and Liu Er could clearly feel the soreness and numbness brought to their arms by the impact of the arrows hitting the table.

The table was full of arrows, and Liu Er suddenly gasped. If it weren't for Liu Wei lifting the low table in front of them, once they rushed out of the door, there was no room to dodge near the narrow door, and she and Liu Wei would undoubtedly be shot into two dead hedgehogs.

"Hmm!" Carrying the low table, he was rushing forward, Liu Bian's ears suddenly heard a muffled snort from Liu Er, and an arrow flew from a very tricky angle and pierced deeply into Liu Er's shoulder blade.

The sharp arrow cluster pierced into Liu'er's shoulder, and the tail end of the feather arrow remained on the surface of the shoulder blade, and Wuzi was still trembling. However, because it was night, although the firelight was bright, it was impossible to see that Liu Er's shoulders were being red with blood.

was originally wounded on his body, and when he was shot by an arrow again, Liu Er's eyes were black, her body leaned back, and she was about to faint when she saw it.

At the moment when her body just leaned back, Liu Wei held the leg of the low table in one hand, and the other hand quickly stretched out, grabbed Liu Er's slender waist, hugged her forward, and helped her stabilize her figure.

was hugged by Liu Bian's slender waist, Liu Er's willow eyebrows twisted, turned her head and glared at Liu Bian, with a look of shame and indignation mixed with a little gratitude.

Rows and rows of arrows flew in, constantly nailing to the table top of the low table, Liu Wei put one hand around Liu Er's slender waist, carried the low table with Liu Er, and continued to rush in the direction of the arrows.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the group of men who were shooting arrows, Liu Wei subconsciously turned his head to look at Liu Er on the side, and saw that Liu Er's eyes revealed endless hatred.

It was only at this time that Liu Wei fully understood that Liu Er blocked his way that day, and the real purpose was not to assassinate him, but to deliberately find Deng Zhan to compare swords.

It was not Liu Er who really wanted to assassinate him, but those who entered the city with Liu Er. Liu Er, who obviously has superb swordsmanship, is being used in this matter.

There may also be some inexplicable contradictions between Liu Er and those people, otherwise how could those people be willing to assassinate Liu Biao and make enemies of Liu Er, who is excellent in swordsmanship?

"Kill! Don't let them run! Liu Wei and Liu Er carried the low table and rushed to a distance of only a few steps from the dozen or so men who released the arrows, and a rough but frightened shout came from them.

"Kill!" At the moment when the more than ten men on the opposite side threw away their bows and arrows in their hands, drew their long swords and were about to rush forward, Liu Wei and Liu Er shouted at the same time, and the two of them tacitly raised their legs and kicked towards the low table they were carrying.

The two of them kicked together with such a powerful force, two feet kicked on the back of the low table, the low table made a loud "peng" sound, and at the same time as the two let go, they rolled and flew towards the men who rushed up on the opposite side.

As soon as the low table flew out, the two of them were like two lightning bolts, following closely behind the low table that flew out, and rushed towards the more than ten men opposite.

The more than ten men had already drawn their long swords at this time, and they were shouting and rushing towards Liu Wei and Liu Er. The tumbling low table brought a strong wind and slammed into the bodies of several of the men.

Swirling and tumbling in mid-air, the low table gathered great strength, and several men who were hit let out a muffled snort at the same time, and fell to the ground on their backs.

"Snort" The long sword in Liu Er's hand flew over, and with a few soft sounds, several men who rushed towards her were cut out of slender necks one by one, shooting blood, and staggered forward.

After slashing a few men in a row, Liu Er held a long sword, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely to the ground, and a pair of angry apricot eyes stared at the men in front of him who trembled slightly with fear.

With just a swing of the sword, Liu Er killed several men, and the other men were stunned when they saw that she was injured, but she still had such a strong combat power, and the speed of the forward rush also slowed down.

One of the men had just slowed down his steps, and was looking at Liu Er in astonishment, when his cheeks were suddenly held by two hands from behind.

The moment he felt his cheek being held up, his neck suddenly hurt, and then a crisp sound of "quack" came clearly into his ears.

The neck quilt was twisted off, and the man's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and he wanted to breathe, but he couldn't even breathe in the body cavity.

At the same time as his body slanted to the side, one of the hands that had just broken his neck grabbed his sword-holding hand, squeezed it lightly towards his tiger's mouth, and snatched his long sword the moment his palm loosened.

Snatching the long sword from a man's hand, Liu Wei roared angrily and pounced on another man who was very close to him.

Not only did he not expect that the men with such combat power of Liu Wei were shocked by the lethality he exerted, but even Liu Er, who had just killed several men, looked at Liu Wei with a look of surprise.

She had heard Wang Yue say that Liu Wei was not interested in swordsmanship at all, although Wang Yue was his teacher, but swordsmanship was sparse and even introductory.

Because Wang Yue often mentioned in front of Liu Er that he taught Liu Wei swordsmanship, in Liu Er's mind, Liu Wei had already left her with the impression that she was weak and did not know swordsmanship at all.

But Liu Wei's performance was obviously not what Liu Er imagined, how could such a situation that subvert her cognition not make Liu Er extremely stunned?

Although she was shocked in her heart, there were still more than a dozen well-trained assassins in front of her, and Liu Er didn't have a chance to think too much about how Liu Wei could learn such exquisite martial arts.

While Liu Wei grabbed the long sword and threw himself at the other assassin, Liu Er also let out a coquettish cry and pounced on the assassins who were blocking in front of him.

The thin Liu Er, in the minds of these assassins, obviously had an extremely strong deterrent power, and the moment she raised her sword and rushed forward, more than a dozen assassins with strong physiques actually subconsciously took two steps back.

Compared to Liu Er, although Liu Wei showed great combat power, the Assassins were not so afraid of Liu Wei, and when Liu Wei pounced on one of the Assassins, several other Assassins who had just rushed up from behind to support Liu Wei also roared and rushed towards Liu Wei.

Liu Wei is not good at using swords, he is better at hand-to-hand short-blade combat and hidden assassination, under the coordinated attack of several assassins, Liu Wei with a long sword is also stepping back, only the ability to parry, almost no leisure to fight back.

On the other side, Liu Er, who was holding a long sword, had already rushed into the more than a dozen men opposite her, and as the long sword in Liu Er's hand flew over, blood shot from the necks of one by one and fell to the ground.

It's just a rush, and more than half of the more than ten men who blocked in front of Liu Er fell.

While Liu Er and Liu Wei were fighting the Assassins, the two were standing side by side on the roof of a private house not far from them.

Standing a little further to the left was the man in black who had intercepted and killed Liu Wei in the market earlier, and standing behind him was the beautiful old man who regarded himself as Uncle Liu'er.

"Wang Chen, didn't you say that Liu Er captured Liu Bian, and Liu Bian fell into the hands of us and others? How to explain what is happening at hand? The light of the burning fire in the house not far away reflected on the face of the man in black, and the face of the man in black was flushed, making his face, which was not very handsome, appear a little different and gloomy, and the tone of his speech was also with many strangeness.

The old beautiful man standing behind the man in black bowed slightly, clasped his fists and said to the man in black: "I didn't expect that Liu Er would be so bold ......"

"Humph!" Without waiting for Wang Wei to finish speaking, the man in black snorted coldly, looked at Liu Wei and Liu Er, who were fighting with the assassins, and turned his back to him and said: "The only person who is afraid of the high position is the King of Luoyang, whether you want Liu Er to live or to be a high-ranking official, you should make a decision as soon as possible!" ”

"I understand it below!" Clenching his fists and bowing, Wang Wei first responded, then raised his head and looked at Liu Wei and Liu Er, who were still fighting with the assassins not far away, with a touch of cold murder in their eyes.

Forced to retreat by several assassins, Liu Wei just saw the opportunity to slash over one of the assassins who rushed towards him, and a chill suddenly rose up his spine.

This chill surged from the vertebrae, jumped all the way up, and jumped straight to the cervical vertebrae, which actually made Liu Wei shiver a little involuntarily.