In the middle of the night, the waning moon bends thinly.

Bukdong County, Pyongji Wharf.

In the dense rain, a lonely half-old merchant ship was moored, sleeping soundly.

Wen Cheng in the cabin was awakened by the nightmare, grabbed the long knife next to the pillow, and sat up with a 'whew'.

The handle of the knife snapped open, and the low crisp sound of impact pulled Wen Cheng out of the last trace of his dream.

Wen Cheng looked at Li Sangrou, who was dressed in a strong suit and stood in the middle of the cabin, and subconsciously said:

"I had a bad ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Li Sangrou with a finger against his lips.

Wen Cheng's face changed, and he was about to let go of the knife's hand, but immediately clenched the handle of the knife again.

Li Sangrou pointed, motioned for Wen Cheng to put on his shoes, and walked quietly to the door of the cabin, clinging to the doorpost like a ghost.

Outside the cabin, the rain is thin.

On the other side of the cabin, Da Chang, who was half a cut tall and half wider than an ordinary person, was tying the last straps of cowhide armor.

The golden retriever and the black horse are on the left and the right, holding knives on both sides of Dachang.

The dark horse met Wen Cheng's gaze, and hurriedly grinned in greeting, and in the dark, a pair of black eyes lit up on the black face.

Da Chang buckled his armor and just picked up the huge black iron mace when a series of short screams from the shipwrights rang out from the bow of the ship.

Almost at the same time, Li Sang opened the door violently, and the black horse and the golden retriever rushed out one after the other, followed by the knife.

Dachang took two steps back, picked up his mace, and swept towards the stern of the boat.

A sharp and terrible sound of wooden planks shattering covered the 'pop' sound of pig iron smashing against the flesh, as well as a few extremely suppressed death screams.

"Keep up with me!"

Li Sangrou shouted without looking back, and rushed out of the collapsing cabin, holding a toy-like steel crossbow in his hand, the steel crossbow clicked continuously, and after each sound, there was a muffled sound of heavy objects smashing on the deck.

Wen Cheng was in a trance, hurriedly held the knife, turned his back to Li Sangrou, and followed closely.

Li Sangrou and her three subordinates had a tacit understanding that they were like one person, which made him stunned at such a time.

Li Sangrou and her three subordinates were the bodyguards he hired with a lot of money after he was in distress in the capital of the Nanliang River.

From Jiangdu City to Beidong County, it took a month, and the road was safe and sound.

In the same boat for a month, she chops vegetables and cooks, drinks and drinks tea every day, which is no different from ordinary women.

At this moment, seeing the ferocious and fierce side of her and her brothers made him feel a little trance at such a time.

"Retreat!" Li Sangrou snorted.

Dachang roared, and the mace in his hand slammed into the aft deck, and with the power of this smash, he jumped up and jumped to the foredeck, and when he landed, the front deck made a series of light and crisp popping sounds.

"Keep up!"

In the crackling sound, Li Sangrou greeted Wen Cheng without looking back, and jumped forward with a crossbow in his hand, landing right behind Da Chang.

Wen Cheng hurriedly followed up.

Li Sangrou half-squatted and half-knelt, hiding behind Da Chang, holding a crossbow and constantly releasing cold arrows.

Almost at the same time, the golden retriever and the black horse gathered together, one left and one right behind Dachang's side.

Wen Cheng was half a step behind, signaling to the golden retriever and the dark horse, and he came to break off.

Dachang's mace withered and decayed, and after a few sticks, the side of the ship near the deep water shattered into sawdust, and the black-clad assassin lying on the side of the ship was shattered and floated all over the water, mixing it into a blood-red broth of broken bones and rotten meat around the ship.

Sweeping away the ship full of locust-like assassins, Dachang hurriedly crouched, put down his mace, grabbed the cable, and pulled the cable with all his might.

The boat rushed forward, with its back to the bow of the boat, and Wen Cheng, who was stabbing in front of him, was caught off guard, and even ran into the assassin who rushed up against him with a knife.

The black horse picked him up, pushed him, followed Li Sangrou, and jumped from the bow of the boat that had washed up the shallows.

From Li Sangrou's 'retreat', to a few people gathering on the foredeck, and then jumping off the boat, it was only seven or eight breaths.

Rushing through the shallow water, the golden retriever and Li Sangrou rushed to the front, Da Chang carried the mace and broke it, and the black horse protected Wen Cheng and ran in the middle.

Wen Cheng turned his head to look at the water ghosts who were struggling to crawl out of the water.

"Damn, it's really rich! All of them are wearing fishskin suits. It's so powerful in the water that you can't run when you get to the shore! ”

The black horse was covered with blood, not only did he have time to explain a few words to Wen Cheng, but he also turned his head and rushed forward in a fish skin suit, or stopped and vigorously pulled down the water ghosts in the fish skin suit.

Wen Cheng ignored him, rushed to Li Sangrou's side in two steps, and hurriedly reminded her: "Be careful of ambush!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several torches lit up in the dark woods in front of him.

Li Sanrou and the golden retriever running in front of her did not pause for half a minute, bent slightly, and rushed towards the woods to the east of the torch.

"Stop the one in the back!"

The dark horse roared loudly, and his voice and tone were the same as those of the natives of Beidong County!

It was the middle of the night, and the waning moon was dim.

The soldiers who were holding torches and rushing in front couldn't see which one was which at all, and when they heard the familiar dialect, they instinctively let go of Li Sangrou and the four of them, and rushed behind with their knives.

The roar of the black horse gave them more than a dozen breaths, which was enough for everyone to plunge into the grove and run wildly in the forest.

The pursuers who followed the woods were obviously two groups of men.

Gathered around the torches, swords and armor clanged, shouting loudly, running without hurry, bright and shining, full of tone, a group.

Scattered in the dark, fast as ghosts, and those black-clothed people with the same temperament as water ghosts, they are a group.

Gradually, the ghostly man in black threw away the group of officers and soldiers with bright swords and bright armor, like maggots attached to the bones, and they were close behind Wen Cheng and the others.

The eastern side of the forest is connected by a mountain.

The golden retriever stretched his neck and ran in front of him, and was about to plunge into the mountain with the crowd, when behind them there was a few faint but piercing bowstring sounds.

"Bow!"

"Hide!"

Wen Cheng's warning was issued at the same time as Li Sangrou's order.

The golden retriever leaped up behind a huge tree, and the black horse and a dog gnawed on the mud and threw themselves into the bushes in front of them.

Da Chang rushed forward in one step, and even someone with a stick first protected Li Sangrou, followed her steps, and ran behind the giant tree where the golden retriever was hiding in two steps.

Wen Cheng followed the black horse, and a fish jumped into the bushes where the black horse was hiding.

Without waiting for Dachang to stand firm, seven or eight swarthy long arrows were nailed into the place where a few people had just run.

Li Sangrou's heart beat wildly.

Depend on! I almost got pierced into a transparent hole!

The long arrow almost sank into the ground, and this kind of strength is matched with a strong bow of at least one stone.

In the dark night, in the woods, they can shoot so accurately, such a good archer, one in a thousand, actually came seven or eight together!

Is this Wen Cheng really just a palace counselor?

The 100,000 taels of bodyguard silver are really not so easy to earn.

"Kill them!"

Wen Cheng rolled to Li Sangrou's side on the spot, bent his knees and half-knelt to guard the opposite side, and made a suggestion like a general's order.

Li Sangrou said 'um', the strong bow was behind, and turning around and intercepting was the only way.

"Hide and don't move."

This trip is a dart, and the first thing is to ensure the safety of the goods.

Li Sangrou has always been a qualified businessman.

"No way!"

Wen Cheng felt a trace of warmth in his heart, but he categorically rejected Li Sangrou's proposal, and then arranged: "Dachang lures the enemy, the dark horse will be robbed and killed with me, and you and the golden retriever will respond!" ”

Wen Cheng's arrangement was concise and clear, Dachang and the golden retriever did not move, and the dark horse did not move, only turned his head to look at Li Sangrou.

Li Sangrou explained softly: "Dachang be careful." ”

With Li Sangrou's permission, the black horse hurriedly jumped up and stood beside Wen Cheng, licking his lips constantly, and his black face glowed red with excitement.

What a great honor it is to be able to fight side by side with the Northern Qiwen family!

Holding the thin willow leaf long knife, the golden retriever took half a step forward, replacing Dachang and standing in front of Li Sangrou's side.

Da Chang carried the huge mace, bent down and crouched, clinging to the bushes in the direction of the bowstring and running fast and quietly.

Seeing that Da Chang ran a few steps, Li Sangrou bent down and touched a stone, and threw it out vigorously in the direction of Da Chang's advance, and the sound of long arrows breaking through the air sounded, and a cluster of seven or eight arrows fell on the place where the stone fell.

Li Sangrou screamed, jumped up with both feet, and fell heavily to the ground, as if seriously injured.

Where the bowstring sounded, a rapid sound came from far and near.

Li Sangrou squatted behind the roots of the tree, raised her crossbow flat, squinted her eyes slightly, stared ahead, but kept screaming miserably: "Master...... Leave me alone, you go! ”

The sound of the whistling was faster and faster.

Wen Cheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the old tree where Li Sangrou was hiding without any expression.

Not far away, more than a dozen black-clothed people were hurrying faster, getting closer and closer.

Wen Cheng squinted at the man in black.

The skills are good, I didn't expect the Yongping Marquis Mansion to be able to train such people, I underestimated them in the past.

The few black-clothed people at the front rushed past the stone thrown by Li Sangrou, and they often 'whewed' violently, holding sticks with both hands and sweeping them out with all their might.

After a few cracks of broken flesh, the powerful mace was stopped by a tree the thickness of a bowl, and the tree broke in response, and the canopy of the tree fell with the residual strength of the mace, smashing the formation of the man in black.

Wen Cheng and the dark horse rushed out with swords one after the other, and the golden retriever also jumped out.

Li Sang Rouping raised his crossbow, still half-squatting behind the big tree, the machine sounded softly, two small black arrows flew out, and the two black-clothed men clutched their throats and fell to the ground.

The forest is too dense, and the power of Dachang has not even been able to exert itself.

Li Sangrou regretted watching it, she liked to watch the sweep of the wind and clouds in Dachang the most.

I knew that these little blacks were so in love, I should have lured them to the edge of the forest, let Dachang take a good two of them, and sweep them into a puddle of meat that does not distinguish between you and me!

That's what makes it exciting!

Everyone was entangled together, and Li Sangrou couldn't find a chance to let go of the crossbow for a while, so she simply looked at Wen Cheng intently.

The Wen family's kung fu is really good!

Li Sangrou was surprised.

Dark Horse and Golden Retriever relied on a ruthless spirit that was not afraid of death, as well as the flexibility and flexibility that they had fought in the beggar group since childhood, facing these well-trained men in black, and the two fought one, that is, they had a slight upper hand.

The forest is too dense, Dachang's mace dance is not powerful, and that rare courage can only be rivaled by two people.

Wen Cheng was surrounded by three or four black-clothed people, and the long knife in his hand was ruthless and tricky, with one enemy and many enemies, but the black-clothed people were in a hurry, but Wen Cheng was calm, and he actually had a bit of a leisurely taste.

For the first time, she found that this Wen Cheng was surprisingly handsome, and he had an infinite demeanor when he killed people and fought.

After looking at it for a moment, Li Sangrou frowned.

This kind of fighting is extremely unfavorable to their side, and there are those bright pursuers behind them, although it is not useful, but there are more ants to bite the elephant to death.

You have to find a way to solve it quickly.

Li Sangrou moved half of her body from behind the roots of the tree, her crossbow drooped slightly, and quietly moved towards Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng just caught a glimpse of Li Sangrou out of the corner of his eye, vaguely guessed Li Sangrou's intentions, and slashed horizontally, forcing a man in black to fall backwards.

Li Sangrou's hand crossbow was much faster than the flying man in black, and the pocket black arrow quietly nailed into the throat of the man in black who was leaning back, and the man in black fell face up to the ground.

The other three people didn't see Li Sangrou and the black arrow, and the inexplicable violent death of their companions made them a little flustered.

Wen Cheng naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity, the knife in his hand slashed fiercely, and a man in black flew out with the knife with half of his left arm.

The other two men in black subconsciously took two steps back. One of the men in black pounced on Wen Cheng again, while the other rushed to Li Sangrou's hiding place.

Da Chang saw it at a glance, roared, and knocked down a man in black with a tree, completely ignoring that another man in black was swinging a knife at him, and rushed towards Li Sangrou desperately.

The golden retriever also screamed, pulled back and jumped back to pounce on Li Sangrou, the black horse was the farthest away from Li Sangrou, snorted urgently, and pounced on it.

He's going to hurry up and save their boss.

The world is big, and the boss is the biggest.

Li Sangrou's hand crossbow was tied to his arm with a cow belt, let go of his fist, waved his hand crossbow to meet the sharp blade that came at him, and felt out a narrow dagger with his other hand, stabbing the throat of the man in black like a snake letter.

The short knife and the crossbow of the man in black collided together, and when the sparks splashed everywhere, the throat was gently and skillfully picked open by Li Sangrou's dagger that sealed the throat with blood, and suddenly the blood was like a fountain and the person was like a sandbag.

Then the ordinary people who pounced arrived before the mace arrived, and smashed the man in black who had not completely breathed into the soil with a stick.

The golden retriever's knife was a minute later than the mace, and it slashed beside the pile of flesh, and the puddle of dirt it picked up fell on the pile of flesh and blood.

Some people smashed the pit and some people cultivated the soil, this is the only man in black who can enter the soil for peace.

The three of Dachang withdrew from the battle circle regardless of it, saving Li Sangrou, and the rest of the men in black immediately killed Wen Cheng together.

Their mission is extremely clear:

Kill that man!

As for Li Sangrou, they are all stumbling stones, as long as they don't stumble, they can't pay attention.

Several black-clothed people swooped down on Wen Cheng with a heart-wrenching determination.

Kill him! Even if you crumble into puree!

Wen Cheng was disturbed by the horror of the three of Dachang, and in the face of the poignant decision, a moment of distraction was enough to cause a catastrophe.

Wen Cheng's knife slashed and killed two people, and the third knife slashed at Wen Cheng's back, and when Wen Cheng rushed forward, it was too late, the tip of the knife brushed Wen Cheng's back, and Wen Cheng screamed in pain.

The black horse caught a glimpse, turned around and pounced, and split the third man in black who was ecstatic and was about to mend the knife into two.

Li Sang was so angry that he wanted to jump to his feet and scold.

A hundred secrets are sparse, and when the door is kicked, the goods are cut by others, and it seems that they can't survive.

"Take off your armor, throw your mace, pick him up, run!" Li Sangrou instructed Dachang.

Dachang quickly threw away the leather armor and mace and picked up Wencheng.

Li Sangrou didn't bother to check Wen Cheng's injuries, poured out a large handful of pills of different colors from her purse, stuffed them into Wen Cheng's mouth together, and slapped them together.

"It's all detoxified, swallowed!"

ripped off the skirt on his body again, tore it into several strips, and tightly wrapped Wen Cheng's back with his flesh turned over.

A few people looked as if they had just been fished out of their blood, but they didn't care about anything, so they just ran wildly towards the hills.