Suddenly, arrows rang out, followed by several screams.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Everyone immediately stopped, looked back, and saw a person holding a long sword, rushing into the pile of killers, stabbing left and right, as if entering a no-man's land. The group of killers apparently didn't anticipate this either, and retreated as they fought. Then, a group of officers and soldiers came out from a distance, and the sharp arrows just now were fired by this group of officers and soldiers.

One of the killers saw this situation and knew something was wrong, and secretly shouted.

"The wind is tight, withdraw. ”

As soon as this group of killers heard the order, they did not hesitate, raised their hands and stabbed their companions who were still dying, and they made a decisive move, without any nostalgia. Zhong Hui watched the movements of this group of people, and anger grew in his heart. Unexpectedly, the teammates who were still fighting side by side just now stretched out their butcher knives to each other in an instant, which was really inhumane.

But Zhong Hui's current situation is not very good, he supported his body with a knife, half kneeling on the ground, just now he fought with the killer for a while, his physical strength was too much, and then he was hit by an arrow, and now it is the end of the strong crossbow, if someone didn't come to save him, he was afraid that he wouldn't last long.

Speaking of the arrival, Zhong Hui fixed his eyes on it, and coincidentally, the person who killed the killer was the person Zhong Hui knew.

Liang Feng was holding a long sword at the moment, he was majestic just now, and when he heard the shouts of the officers and soldiers, he now ignored this group of killers who fled in the wilderness, and walked straight to Zhong Hui's side and helped Zhong Hui up.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're a friend of the cold. Liang Feng looked at Zhong Hui and asked.

Zhong Hui looked at Liang Feng and smiled, "We met at the auction house in Jubao Zhai, cough ...... Cough...... Thank you Brother Liang for your help. ”

"I also happened to be passing by, and I never expected that someone would dare to commit murder on the streets of the capital. Liang Feng looked at Zhong Hui's shoulder, "The injury on your shoulder is fine." ”

Zhong Hui barely stood up with Liang Feng's support.

"It's not a big problem, there is no poison on the arrow, just cultivate for a few days. ”

At this time, the officers and soldiers of the city defense battalion also caught up, led by a centurion under Xu Hua, and as soon as he saw Zhong Hui, he took three steps and made two steps.

"Lord Commander, your subordinates are late, and you will put your Lord in danger, please punish your commander. ”

"Send someone to catch those killers, don't let one go, remember, try to catch them alive. Zhong Hui didn't talk nonsense with him much, and directly ordered this centurion to lead people to chase the group of killers.

"The subordinates have orders. After saying that, the centurion commanded the patrol officers and soldiers: "You guys protect the commander, and the rest will chase after me." ”

As soon as the patrol officers and soldiers received the order, they chased in the direction of the killer's escape. Zhong Hui watched the officers and soldiers chase them out, and was about to walk back, when suddenly, he saw a figure in a fancy costume at the corner of the alley.

Although Zhong Hui was tired, his eyesight had not yet been problematic, this figure was just a flash, but Zhong Hui still imprinted that face, that luxurious velvet suit in his mind, and this person, Zhong Hui just had a trace of impression, that is, the noble child who had a conflict with him in Jubao Zhai, Kuang Zhi.

Kuang Zhi appeared in this place inexplicably, there must be a problem, Zhong Hui even had a hunch that this assassination had nothing to do with him.

The news that Zhong would be assassinated soon spread, and as soon as the news spread, the capital was in turmoil, and people heard that the commander of the city defense battalion in charge of the garrison of Kyoto could be assassinated on the street, for fear that they would follow in the footsteps of Zhong Hui, they did not have the strength of Zhong Hui to protect themselves, and for a while, people were panicked.

When Guan Yiyi heard the news, he was immediately furious. In the land of the capital, under the power of heaven, the commander of the city defense battalion he personally gave and the dignified Kyoto garrison was assassinated, which is undoubtedly not the slightest place to put him in the eyes of the emperor, if this matter is not handled well, there may be something that will happen in the future, thinking of this, Guan Yi ordered the Kyoto Imperial Governor's Mansion and the joint city defense battalion to investigate the roots, strictly investigate and interrogate, and inevitably arrest the killer and bring it to justice.

Zhong Hui dragged his injured body back to the courtyard, Sui Yuting looked at Zhong Hui who was covered in scars, startled, and immediately beckoned over. First, he bandaged him and put good medicine, and then, began to chatter after him and ask how he was injured, and the night girl was not idle, and finally saw that Zhong Hui was injured once, and her playful eyes never left Zhong Hui for a second, which made Zhong Hui very unhappy.

Sui Yuting should have seen Zhong Hui's tiredness, so she didn't continue to bother him, tucked the corner of Zhong Hui's quilt, and pulled Ye Ya'er out of the room. Zhong Hui felt this Sui Yuting's movements, and for the first time, he had a heartbeat feeling. When Sui Yuting tucked the quilt for him, it was like his mother tucking the quilt for him when he was a child, warm and quiet.

However, Sui Yuting gave him the feeling that was not his mother's, but the throbbing of his heart, just like the feeling of first love.

This time, it was the first time since Zhong Hui came to this world that he slept so soundly, and he felt that he was in a dream, surrounded by fragrance.

When Zhong Hui opened his eyes, it was already noon on the second day, and the injuries on his body were still faintly painful, but it should be no problem to get out of bed. Zhong Hui propped himself up, and suddenly, his right hand seemed to press something, Zhong Hui turned his head to see that at this moment his hand was pressing on Yang Xiaoyun's head.

Yang Xiaoyun arrived in the morning, and when she came, she saw that Zhong Hui was sleeping soundly, so she didn't bother him, and kept looking at Zhong Hui, speaking of which, Yang Xiaoyun had never observed Zhong Hui carefully like this. With thick eyebrows, a slightly high nose bridge, full cheekbones, and slightly open lips and teeth, it looks very safe between breathing and breathing.

Yang Xiaoyun looked at Zhong Hui's appearance, and suddenly laughed, remembering that when she first met Zhong Hui, he was like a wild man, and she felt that Zhong Hui was a wild man living in the Banlun Mountain Range at that time. But later, after getting along with Zhong Hui for a long time, she felt more and more that this person was different from others. Although he behaved strangely and did not understand etiquette, he was not a savage, and later heard from his brother that the bell would come from the other side of the Banlun Mountain Range. The girl who grew up listening to legends since she was a child will inevitably have heroic plots, but when she thinks of Zhong Hui's appearance, there is really a big gap between the imaginary figure of riding a tall horse under her crotch, a seven-foot sword pinned to her waist, a bright spear in her hand, followed by an army of millions, and then riding away. But the more she paid attention to him, the more she was attracted by something on Zhong Hui's body, and she couldn't tell what it was, so she felt that she couldn't forget this different man.

Thinking about it, Yang Xiaoyun lay on the side of Zhong Hui's bed and slowly fell asleep, until she suddenly felt something pressing on her head. She opened her blurry eyes and looked up, only to see that Zhong Hui had woken up and was looking at herself at a loss.