Clang......

With a heavy blow, the white tiger was in a hurry, and he couldn't stabilize the next plate at all, so he could only raise the long knife horizontally, and his left arm was against the back of the knife, barely blocking the sword.

didn't expect a heavy slash, but saw that the corners of Yan Yu's mouth suddenly provoked a cruel smile.

I saw that he loosened his sword with both hands, and his hands poked out like ghost claws, and fiercely buckled on the back of his knife-holding hand, and the spikes were embedded, leaving four hideous blood holes in his hands in an instant.

Syllable!

The white tiger had not yet recovered from this severe pain, but when he saw Yan Yu pick it up, the long sword returned again, holding it in the middle line from the bottom up, and slashed at it with a blow.

Bang.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the crisp sound swirled around the beam.

At the critical moment, the white tiger retreated, endured severe pain with his right hand, swept the knife downward, and almost blocked the sword.

Although he blocked this killer sword, the power contained in it made him kick back, his arms were numb and swollen, and he was shaken off by the force.

This formula is called ...... Disemboweled!"

Yan Yu's lips trembled, he coldly spit out a few bytes, held the sword in both hands, and slashed down with momentum.

"I have iron armor, you ......"

Thorn ...... With a piercing friction sound, the white tiger staggered three steps, leaned on the stone pillar, and touched his chest with palpitations, and a straight sword mark spread from his waist and abdomen to his neckline.

The outer armor is deformed, and the inner armor is distorted. Although he hadn't broken the armor, the scorching sting pain made him sweat coldly and scared.

He will be stunned, Yan Yu will not, turn around with his sword, link his waist and abdomen with his back muscles, run through his arms, and slash out soundly with the momentum of breaking mountains and splitting seas.

Bang!

The white tiger blocked it, and when it was critical, he instinctively held the knife in his backhand, and the back of the knife was close to his arm, blocking this terrible sword.

But......

With a crisp sound.

The white tiger clutched his deformed and twisted right arm, fell to the ground, and spewed out a stream of red blood.

Yan Yu was condescending, and glanced at him indifferently, and the shadow of the sword flickered, cutting off his limbs.

Then he carried his hair and dragged him like a dead dog to the outside of the pavilion. "Bring me a horse, or he'll die." ”

"You...... My lord. ”

"Adult ......"

Yan frowned impatiently, raised his left foot, and stomped on the white tiger's face fiercely, trampling it into the muddy ground, rubbing it fiercely.

The white tiger was willing to speak, but it poured cold muddy water into its mouth, and it was mixed with fine stones. Instead of being unable to speak, it was even more painful.

Physical pain, he had experienced too much. But this insult of dignity reminded Baihu of everything he suffered a long time ago, when he was secretly trained.

Humiliation, despair...... This kind of taste, he has not tasted it for a long time, especially when he is a thousand households in brocade......

"Three numbers, one ......"

"Give!"

A brocade guard led a horse and trembled to him, handing him the reins.

"If there is a pursuit, he will die. ”

Yan Yu turned over and got on the horse, but the hand that was pulling the white tiger's hair did not let go, he looked around them meaningfully, flicked his whip, and stepped away.

The white tiger's mournful and painful roar and roar were left behind, constantly echoing above the official road, and the aftermath was passed on for a long time.

Ten minutes, dragging a person with a stick and running for ten minutes, Yan Yu casually dropped the white tiger, it should be said...... His corpse.

"This place is five miles away from the capital, and it is finally coming. ”

Yan Yu keenly swept the stone monument on the side of the road, slightly certain in his heart, and galloped all the way with the ancient sword that had not yet been returned.

However, until the city gate, the green dragon that Yan Yu had been looking forward to did not appear at all.

That's right, it's anticipation.

He originally thought that this time he could complete the task of 'Death of the Holy Beast' by the way, and he could also weaken the strength of the Great Prince.

The guards guarding the city saw Yan Yu coming alone very early, and when they saw him stop under the city gate, they couldn't help but poke their heads out and ask. "Who is under the city? The gates of the city are closed, and the city will open tomorrow morning. ”

Yan Yu glanced at them, took off his waist card, and threw it upwards: "Dong Ji Factory, in charge of punishing thousands of households, Yan Yu." Open the door. ”

East Detective Factory?

The guard was stunned for a moment, hurriedly caught the waist card, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly waved his hand to the brothers below: "Open the door, open the city gate." ”

Squeak~~

After a while, a gap opened in the small door on the side, and Yan Yu rode in and took the waist card returned by the other party.

He took out a handful of broken silver from his bag, didn't look at it carefully, and threw it to this person: "Brothers work hard, buy some water and wine to warm up." ”

"Thank you, sir. ”

"Hmm. Yan Yu nodded and quickly rushed home.

Pushing open the door, he tiredly placed his things on the table.

"Husband?" Zhu Wanying sat up from the bed in surprise.

Seeing that Yan Delirium was soaking wet, and the cloth robe was full of tears and bloodstains, she couldn't help but exclaim, and hurriedly got out of bed to serve Yan Delirium, and took off her armor and clothes one by one.

"Go back to bed, don't catch a cold. Yan Yu patted the back of her hand, put on a robe, and walked towards the bathhouse.

When the maidservant saw Yan Yu, she hurriedly lowered her head and said respectfully, "Master, the water is boiled." ”

"You go and rest first. ”

Yan Yu waved his hand and asked everyone to step back, take off their robes, and sit down in the wide bathtub, letting out a long sigh of comfort.

After almost a night outside, still sleet, and with the thin armor on his body, he almost didn't freeze to death, but fortunately there were several attacks on the road, although critical, but it warmed him up.

Tomorrow afternoon, I will go to Dongchang first and inform Song Xuelin, Jiang Yi and others of the things on the road, so as not to take them lightly in the face of Jinyiwei.

Then he will enter the palace, meet the emperor, and observe how long the emperor has to live, so as to calculate what the eldest prince will do and when.

Yan Yu recalled and found that the drama "Factory and Guard", to be honest, is still inferior to "Black and White" in terms of plot complexity.

It can even be said to be simple, because this play has only one theme from beginning to end.

That's ...... The prince rebelled and attempted to usurp the throne.

The reason why Yan Yu felt particularly tired was actually very simple, this was a feudal society, and the decision of everything depended on the emperor's personal preferences.

If he had given the order to behead the eldest prince earlier, there would not have been so many troubles.

In all fairness, Yan Yu hates this kind of world, because it is much more dangerous than modern society.

The rules in the open and in the dark, if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

This is still the premise that he is in the Ming Dynasty and is an official of a secret agency like Dongchang.

He really couldn't figure out how those slings, which were unsatisfactory in modern society, could have flourished in ancient times if there was really a crossing.

Flat steps?

This drama made him deeply aware of how much the emperor hated the so-called princes, vassal kings, and scholars.

Because the existence of these guys undoubtedly diluted the emperor's rights and added a lot of dangers.