It's like a tiger meeting a dragon.

Shen Xiping rushed over, opened his left hand and shook a trick, followed by the right hand edge hammer from right to left, and swept it horizontally.

This time, whirring with the wind, if the assassin was swept away, he would have broken bones and tendons, to say the least.

It's just that Shen Xiping's divine power is extraordinary, and the assassin is not a rice bucket, and he doesn't have two brushes, how dare he enter the post house at night and come to assassinate Suizhu.

Facing Shen Xiping, the assassin rushed straight over.

The people around looked stupid, if they came at such a high speed as the assassin, they would have to hit Shen Xiping's prism hammer, and then there would be an extra corpse on the ground because of the head iron.

But he never expected that when the assassin came closer, his body suddenly became shorter, his knees were pressed forward and close to the ground, and the whole person was half shorter, and he was stunned to slide past under the prism hammer swept by Shen Xiping.

This hand was something that Shen Xiping did not expect anyway.

At this time, the prism hammer in Shen Xiping's hand had already swept in front of him, and there was no way to recover it in a short period of time. And the assassin did have some skills in his hands, taking advantage of the fact that Shen Xiping's old strength was exhausted and the new power was not used, he slapped the ground with his left hand, and the whole person jumped high with his strength, his body turned in mid-air, adjusted the direction, and faced Shen Xiping's back, followed by the knife in his right hand and smashed down towards the back of Shen Xiping's head.

That assassin has something, it doesn't mean that Shen Xiping is an idiot.

He couldn't bring the prism hammer back to parry at this time, but Shen Xiping's left hand was empty, and when he heard the wind behind his head, he turned around, stretched out his hand, and with a snap, he directly grabbed the assassin's wrist, followed the shape of his body, and took the assassin as his own prism hammer, and slammed it hard towards his back.

The assassin's body drew a half-arc in the air, and it was obvious that the assassin was also frightened by Shen Xiping's divine power, and from his bare eyes, a trace of consternation clearly flashed.

Boom.

With a loud sound, Shen Xiping grabbed the assassin and smashed directly into the ground to a depth of half a foot.

With such an impact, no matter how hard you build stone and rock, iron and steel, you will also die and die.

For a while, Shen Xiping's face showed a relaxed expression.

It's just that before he could finish his expression, he froze directly.

Why, it turned out that before the assassin landed, the whole person arched the junior, bent his legs, and used his back and soles to remove a lot of force.

Taking advantage of Shen Xiping's astonishment, the assassin used his feet hard, and saw that his whole person was like a boneless poisonous snake, a carp was straightened, his waist was bent, and his feet were kicked straight towards Shen Xiping's front door.

Shen Xiping was too late to guard in a hurry, and was kicked by the assassin, followed by his back and staggered back more than ten steps.

The assassin also took this opportunity, and finally stood firm on the ground, turned around, and looked Shen Xiping up and down with vicious eyes.

"General Shen, I'll help you."

Cui Jincan drew his sword to help.

It's just that Shen Xiping roared: "If you dare to do it, I'll take you to beat it quickly." ”

As he spoke, Shen Xiping straightened up and wiped his nose that had been kicked by the assassin just now, wet and full of blood.

"Again." Shen Xiping sprinted and beckoned.

When the assassin heard this, he held a short knife in his hand, looked at Shen Xiping suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and then rushed over.

When he came to him, Shen Xiping had no doubt, and picked up the prism hammer again to smash it.

Seeing the fierce momentum of the angri hammer, the assassin jumped lightly to the side, and dodged Shen Xiping's powerful blow, followed by the strength of his feet, crossed over the top of Shen Xiping's head, and after landing, he exerted force on his toes, jumped up in mid-air, and wanted to split the back of Shen Xiping's neck.

Sensing the bad wind behind him, Shen Xiping ran two steps forward, then turned around suddenly, and directly faced the stunned assassin, raised a kick, and kicked directly into the assassin's thigh.

In mid-air, the assassin didn't even have a point to dodge the unloading force, and was kicked by Shen Xiping, and the whole person fell face down.

It stands to reason that with the assassin's ability, he was enough to adjust his posture in an instant, but he didn't expect that Shen Xiping's left hand would come up in an instant.

But seeing that, Shen Xiping pressed the back of the assassin's head who fell in the air with his left hand, and with a roar like a bull, he directly smashed the assassin to the ground.

Bang.

There was a loud bang, the sound of bones cracking, and the sound of stone slabs breaking one after another, and the soldiers watching the battle next to them trembled in their hearts.

And at this time, Wang Xiaolai, who was not physically strong and not as fast as Shen Xiping and Cui Jincan, was late, and after arriving, seeing that Shen Xiping had the upper hand, he hurriedly shouted: "Well done old Shen, don't forget to stay alive." ”

After finishing speaking, he ran towards Suizhu's place to check on Suizhu's situation.

Here, Shen Xiping heard Wang Xiaolai's praise, grinned, distracted, the assassin under his palm didn't know how to slip, he actually slipped out from under Shen Xiping's palm, followed by a dozen steps back, opened a safe distance, wiped the blood on his face with his hand, and got rid of a flower cat.

Seeing this, Shen Xiping raised the sky and shouted: "Come again." ”

As the words fell, he rushed towards the assassin again.

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Here, how the two of them fought and fought for the time being, let's just say that Wang Xiaolai went straight to Suizhu's residence, and when he arrived, Suizhu was sitting on the ground with a duck, holding Dongxiang, a personal maid who blocked the knife for himself and died of anger.

Suizhu's dull gaze was looking at the floor with a blood-stained book.

After being on the boat for so many days, Wang Xiaolai recognized the origin of the book at a glance.

It was a book made of paper made by himself, and the content of the book was the legend of One Thousand and One Nights and Wu Meiniang, copied by two personal maids under Suizhu, Qiulan and Dongxiang, day and night.

Only at this time, the book was already stained red by Fuyuka's blood.

"Suizhu..."

Seeing Suizhu's appearance, Wang Xiaolai couldn't say the feeling in his heart, and shouted softly.

Suizhu raised her head blankly, her eyes gradually focused, and the expression on her face was sad and desperate.

Wang Xiao came to him: "Suizhu, are you okay?" ”

It's good that Wang Xiaolai didn't say this, as soon as she said it, Suizhu cried directly, she let go of the arms holding Dongxiang, and wrapped her arms around Wang Xiaolai's ribs, hugged Wang Xiaolai tightly, and cried loudly: "Little Laizi, please tell me, what did I do wrong, why did I go to Jincheng, and he still wanted to kill me." ”

Suizhu is a smart person, she knows that she has no enemies in Silla, except for the third son of Silla who has a criminal record and wants to put herself and death to death.

Moreover, as far as the assassin who was fighting with Shen Xiping outside, Suizhu smelled a familiar smell on his body, this smell, Suizhu had smelled it on the person who caught himself and Wang Xiaolai and brought him to Sanhuan Island, according to Li Shanze's confession, that person was also Li Zhengxian's subordinate.

Seeing Suizhu crying so much, Wang Xiaolai didn't know what to do, in terms of comforting people, Wang Xiaolai was a younger brother, far less powerful than when he fooled people.

At the moment, he was distressed and hugged Suizhu, raised his hand and gently patted Suizhu's back, and just whispered softly in his mouth: "Suizhu doesn't cry, Suizhu doesn't cry, it's not your fault, it's not your fault." ”

When Wang Xiaolai said this, Suizhu cried even more, she was grief-stricken, and her tears were like open springs: "When I was young, my father promised me to Silla, and I was ignorant at that time, so I didn't say anything. I grew up this year and became sensible, and the imperial aunt handed me over to the envoys from Silla, I know, as the princess of Suiyang, I can't say no, but I did what they wanted, but why, why did he come to kill me when I wanted to marry someone. My arrival has secured the throne of the king of Silla for him, and he should be grateful to me, but why Xiao Laizi and Lee Jeong-hyun want to kill me, I don't understand, I don't understand. ”

Wang Xiaolai held Suizhu tightly in his arms, let Suizhu's head stick to his chest, and said softly: "Suizhu, you have to know, you don't owe anyone, you are you first, and then the princess of Suiyang, Li Zhengxian doesn't know how to cherish it, because he doesn't know your good, Suizhu, from now on, no one can control you." I, Wang Xiaolai, swear, no matter what decision you make, I will stand firmly by your side, and whoever dares to oppose it will blow up his dog's head! ”