Yang Wuyang's whole body was tense, lying motionless in the dense grass, seeing that the four people in front of the thatched house were getting more and more slow and heavy, Yang Wuyang carefully squirmed his body, slowly climbed out of the grass, and after half a pillar of incense, he went around to the back window of the thatched house.

Yang Wuyang wanted to push open the window and enter the room through the window, but it happened that the body that had just stood up had not yet stood firmly, and his eyes met a pale and immature little face, fortunately, Yang Wuyang reacted quickly and covered the voice that was about to scream.

"Shhhh Now, if I ask you anything, you can answer."

"Do you know anyone out there?"

"The man wearing the mask said that he was the owner of this house, and the man in black came from behind."

"Okay, I see, you wait in the house and don't move, I'll be back in a minute."

Yang Wuyang, who returned the same way, once again went around to the rear of the enemy and carefully observed the situation.

The battle of the four is getting slower and slower, everyone is covered with blood, looking at the situation, it is difficult to distinguish victory or defeat for a while, if the wheel fights, then the owner of the house will undoubtedly lose, after all, the number of people suppressed by one to three is a fact, if the owner of the house dies, they will never let Yang Yezhi leave alive, on the contrary, the man in black is dead, will the owner let Yang Yezhi go? What does Yang Yezhi's life and death have to do with himself.

At present, the three black-clothed men have begun to fight in wheels, and after another stick of incense, the owner's clothes have already been stained red with blood, his steps are staggering, and the long sword in his hand has already trembled.

Suddenly, the three black-clothed men looked at each other and shouted, "Go to death," and for a while, a golden triangle array attacked the owner on three sides.

On the line between life and death, a gray shadow as fast as a ghost rushed towards the back of the house owner, followed by a man in black who fell and the house owner pierced the heart of another man in black with a sword, and the only remaining man in black quickly turned around and retreated, and the figure was already standing at a safe distance.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the owner of the house stiffened his body and turned his head, looking at the black-clothed man who had fallen on his back, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes under the silver mask, and then when he touched Yang Wuyang's cold eyes, it was already a clear pool.

"No thanks, I'm the one the boy is waiting for, and I'll leave the rest to you."

In fact, Yang Wuyang had used all his strength and courage just now, because this was the first time he had killed someone.

If these three black-clothed people were really united, if it weren't for the fact that they had taken advantage of the right time and place, if it weren't for the fact that they had already exhausted their physical strength, then it was themselves who were lying down now, a strong remorse swept through the internal organs, and a cold sweat on the back, as if they had pulled away the sick thread, and their legs were weak and weak.

His mind was blank, as if he was standing in the clouds, fluttering, turning around and running away towards the house.

Of course, it is even more impossible to see the raging fire flashing in the eyes of the owner under the silver mask.

"It's really relentless, it seems that my life should not be extinguished", he said, the cold long sword in his hand burst out with the last trace of anger in his body, and stabbed towards the only remaining man in black.

After Yang Wuyang entered the room, his physical strength was no longer exhausted, and he sat down on the ground, panting roughly.

Replayed it over and over again in his mind, when the knife in his hand slid through the neck of the man in black, he was unconscious, and the moment the man in black fell, he was still unconscious, until the blood on the neck of the man in black spurted out like a spring, and the red and bright blood, when sprayed on his face, was still warm, and the red and bright blood swept the entire pupil, like a black hole.

Yang Wuyang, who escaped from the hands of death again and again, thought that there was no fear in this life, but at that moment, Yang Wuyang's long-frozen heart still felt fear.

The fragility, insignificance, helplessness, and loneliness of life collide with the cells of the whole body, and cannot be calmed down for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the fight was no longer heard outside the house.

"Are you alright?" The boy's nervous voice came through.

Yang Wuyang looked up at Yang Yezhi's flushed face.

"If you want to live and follow me in the future, you must listen to me; The previous things have passed, from now on, your name is Xiao Douding, you are a fugitive refugee, and you were separated from your family on the way, and you met me; My name is Wuyang, remember this, forget everything about the Yang family before, you understand.

After Yang Wuyang finished saying these words in one breath, the room fell silent for a while, but soon heard Yang Yezhi's answer: Remember. ”

Yang Wuyang got up, replied softly in a voice, "Hmm," and walked towards the person who had fallen at the door of the house.

"Will the owner of the house die?"

At this time, Yang Wuyang walked to the owner of the house at the door.

Yang Wuyang's fingers gently placed on the artery of the man's neck, feeling that there was still a trace of weak vitality.

"I don't know, but I still have a breath, carry him to the bed first."

Yang Wuyang and Xiaodouding dragged the tall body of the owner of the house with great difficulty, and slowly walked towards the house, and there was a strong smell of blood from their mouths and noses, which made Yang Wuyang's brows furrow and wrinkle.

It was only a matter of time before such a big smell of blood provoked jackals, tigers and leopards, and the body of the man in black had to be buried first.

After wasting a lot of effort, he moved the owner of the house to the bed, looking at the blood on the man's body, Yang Wuyang frowned again.

"You help him take off his clothes, wash the blood off his body, and I'll bury the three corpses." After speaking, Yang Wuyang walked quickly towards the outside of the house.

Fortunately, this place is humid all year round and the soil is loose, but in order to hide the smell of blood as soon as possible, Yang Wuyang did not stop at all, and after burying it, his whole body was already sweating like rain.

"Come and see the owner, he vomited blood just now," Xiao Douding said as he ran in the direction of Yang Wuyang.

Yang Wuyang walked into the house with his exhausted body, and the man with only a pair of underwear left on his body was lying upright on the bed, with countless wounds all over his body, and some wounds were pouring out black, red, black and red blood from time to time.

The man is eight feet tall, with well-proportioned flesh and bones, tight and powerful abdominal muscles, broad and safe shoulders and back, but he can't see his face.

It was a silver-white mask, judging by the material, it should be made of silver, in the form of petals, the texture was very thin, and it was tightly attached to the upper half of the man's face, and the man's lips were slightly thick, presumably an amorous person.

"Ahem, I, I didn't find a change of clothes, I forgot about it in a hurry."

The sudden words interrupted Yang Wuyang's train of thought.

Yang Wuyang, who reacted, did not have a trace of his daughter's shyness on his face, but quickly took his hand towards the man's mask.

Yang Wuyang didn't care what Xiaodouding felt at this time, but his mind kept turning, "Although the situation is unclear now, I am sure that this person's identity is extraordinary, and it is not a bad thing to be able to grasp a handle, and it is always wrong to keep a hand in everything." ”

After taking off the mask and seeing the man's tough face, Yang Wuyang walked to the stove with an expressionless face, hugged the clay pot on it and returned to the bedside.

Yang Wuyang poured out the wine from the clay pot, cleaned the wounds on the man's body, and after carefully treating the two wounds, Yang Wuyang turned his head to look at Xiao Douding, who was already stunned at this time.

"You can clean the rest of the wounds, and I'll go out and find some medicinal herbs, and this little wine to save use." After speaking, without waiting for Xiao Douding to answer, he walked outside the house.

Xu is owner of the house should not be killed, and a hundred meters away from the back of the thatched house, he found the medicinal materials he needed; Surprisingly, there are hundreds of acres of flat land in front of me, and there are simply large medicinal herb shops in it; This made Yang Wuyang feel like gold fell from the sky, and it happened to fall into his pocket.

Of course, at this time, Yang Wuyang never imagined that the treasury that he thought fell from the sky was a treasure trove of medicinal materials cultivated by others for several generations, and these are just later words.

Thinking of the dying man, Yang Wuyang quickly picked some herbs he knew, and returned quickly.

Yang Wuyang, who returned to the thatched hut, quickly smashed the herbs, and for fear of wound infection, he cleaned one side of the wound again, and then applied the herbs to the wound to bandage it.

After all this, Yang Wuyang could finally catch his breath, and collapsed on the ground softly, but his brain was still running rapidly.

Wearing a mask forged from silver, although the clothes were stained with blood, they were still silky to the touch, the fine brocade was nothing more than that, the sword wounds on the whole body, vomiting blood and black and red blood, it should be poisoned, the means of the black-clothed people's insidiousness, it is certain that these black-clothed people came for this person; The people who tracked him to the edge of the cliff, are they two new forces, or the eyes that were originally staring at him secretly, or the people who rescued him from the Yang family, they have all gone outside the house, but they ran to the edge of the cliff, and there are traces of fighting, could it be that one of the forces is helping him?

The dawn of the morning completely swept all over the corners of the earth, and outside Luoyang City, there were wailing all over the wilderness, and there was no food.

But in the splendid queen's bedroom, unaffected in the slightest, the queen is celebrating the victory, drunk with gold.

The high rulers in the city enjoyed a luxurious feast.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

The prosperity and withering are very different, and the melancholy is difficult to recount.

At the same time, in the dark underground palace, up and down, more than 100 secret guards were all half-kneeling and bowing their heads to receive orders, and the dungeon was silent.

After a moment of calm, a deep and powerful voice sounded again.

"Internal and external troubles, the people are displaced, the Hu people take the opportunity to invade our country's land, my Chinese man will never be on standby, pass on the order, open the Tianji Pavilion, and the net of heaven and earth will operate normally."

Up and down the hall, there was an order all of a sudden, and in a moment, more than a hundred secret guards disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never happened before.

The man standing on the main hall did not know what was going on, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at an antique study, and the refreshing incense burner exuded a refreshing fragrance, which softened the man who exuded cold air around him.