He knows that if he scares away this wave of officials, there will always be another wave of official forces who don't believe in the facts and rush to chase and kill him, and sometimes, since he has done it, he will do it absolutely, so that he can suppress the arrogance of those people, it is not good to say that it is contained, at least it will greatly reduce the degree to which a certain type of people trouble themselves.

As he thought of this, his figure swept over the weeds and headed in the direction of the headhunter's escape.

The headhunter galloped and ran at the front, seemingly leading, but in fact he should be described as "the fastest escape".

That's embarrassment, not anything else.

At this moment, his heart was extremely flustered, and the rumors about Guan Kuo killing all sides in the land of the Northern Tang Dynasty entered his mind, and it was no longer distant and unbelievable, he felt that if Guan Kuo wanted to, these people here would really all die under Guan Kuo's knife.

However, he calculated that it was a very clever and decisive decision for him to order a retreat, there were still more than thirty people on the official errand, and he was running at the front on horseback, and he should have had time to run away for his life before the more than thirty people behind him were all killed by Guan Kuo.

His heart was a little relieved.

While he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard the sound of a whistling sound breaking through the air.

A sixth sense made him feel the breath of death very quickly, and the whole person became creepy.

The strong desire to survive and the long hours of training added to the infinite possibilities, and he turned his head to the side without looking back.

"Poof—"

"Uh......"

He heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through flesh, and a shallow moan.

Because his body was moving so far to the side, he was able to see some of the scenes behind him at the same moment.

He saw blood bloom, and the tip of a knife emerged like lightning from the chest of one of his officers.

Cold sweat poured all over his body in an instant, and he knew how to explain this strange scene-

Qin Kill was like an arrow, shooting quickly, entering from the back of the official and coming out of the chest.

"Click......

The sound of bone cracking came very clearly into the ears of almost everyone, and the handle of Qin Kill's knife shattered the bones of the official, and the entire knife passed through the body.

"Whoa—"

Driven by the cold wind, Qin Kill castration remained unchanged and continued to move forward.

It's too late, it's too fast, and the headcatcher has tilted his body to the side to the maximum.

The headcatcher didn't have time to see anything clearly, and a white light brushed against his cheek.

Qin Slash stuck crookedly into the dirt in front of him, and the height of the knife trembled frequently.

At this time, the pain came spontaneously, and he couldn't help but feel a wetness, and reached out to touch it, sticky, red all over his hands.

Just now, as long as his dodge was a little slower, then now it might not just be a little bit of flesh and skin, the disfigurement would be considered light, and his head might be shot by Qin Kill.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

Immediately afterward, an even greater shiver arose—

I only saw Qin killing, but I didn't see Guan Kuo's people, where did Guan Kuo go?

As soon as that thought came up, he became creepy, so he involuntarily waved his official knife.

Sure enough, a black figure appeared in front of him, close at hand.

The figure did not resist his official sword, but swept lightly, reaching the other side of his body.

It's like flowing clouds and flowing water, too fast and too fast, so fast that he doesn't have time to react.

"Bang!"

The pain was accompanied by a clear sound of bone cracking, and his chest felt as if it had been hit by a siege machine, so violent, irresistible, and overwhelming.

He vomited a mouthful of blood in frustration, and his body quickly lost his balance, and he fell to the ground.

The feeling of his body hitting the hard ground was really uncomfortable, he thought, and it made his already terrible internal injuries even worse.

But before he could think too much, he felt a chill in his neck, as if some metal sharp weapon had come up.

He subconsciously looked towards the place where Qin Kill had been inserted on the ground, but saw that there was only a small pit there, and the pit was empty.

Qin Kill had already been put on his neck, holding it in the hands of the person in front of him.

Guan Kuo looked at him with a smile and said:

"Since you're here, you still want to go?"

As soon as his eyes went dark, he fainted with fright, and then, he didn't know anything, he didn't really know anything.

……

……

The sun shines on the glazed tiles, a golden glow.

In the distance is the covered bridge, across the lake like a silver dragon, the beauty on the bridge, leaning on the carved railing, looking at the water.

In the autumn-like eyes, there is first-class spring water.

She is one of the three beauties of Nanwu, Guan Xianyun.

The spring breeze swept the skirt, the fragrant sleeves were slightly swinging, the beauty covered her face with a light veil, she stroked the tips of her hair and looked farther away.

There, her uncle, the sixth master of the Guan family, stood there respectfully, bowing his head slightly, looking at the old man in front of him.

The old man's elegance is very prosperous, and the brilliance has not been lost in the slightest, although it looks vicissitudes because of his age, but he can still vaguely see the image of a beautiful man in the past.

More importantly, the kind of "potential" hidden in his body, that kind of "potential" does not require him to make any special movements at all, so it naturally reveals, saying that the horns of the head will only appear superficial, and the terrible power hidden in his body is the real source of deterrence.

The old man sat in the rattan chair, his eyes were bright, and his expression was not pleasant because of the comfort of the rattan chair and the warmth of the sun, but was slightly serious.

"Uncle, Your Majesty really wants to summon him, and then ......" The sixth master of the Guan family leaned forward and said softly.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the old man's voice like a bell:

"You did fight that obstacle?"

This kind of behavior, put on some juniors, will only be accused of being impolite and uneducated, but he is an elder, and he is not an elder who is disliked by his children, but a menacing elder, then it will only look imposing.

The sixth master of the Guan family was obviously silent for a moment, and then said, "Indeed, it is. ”

"Well, I've heard of it," the old man said, casting a compelling glance on his face, and then his voice became slightly cold, "Do you know why I knowingly asked?" ”

The expression of the sixth master of the Guan family had been tense before, and at this moment, it became slightly stagnant because he sensed something.

He didn't say it, I don't know if he didn't know, or if he knew, but he didn't dare to say it, or he wouldn't say it.

"Humph!"

The old man flicked his robe, and the cold wind rushed towards the sixth master of the Guan family, making his hair slightly messy.

.。 m.