The next morning, after cultivating for a long time, Lingwu found that there was a hill ten miles west of Hongning City, with lush trees. There is a pond at the foot of the hill, which should have a nice view. Lingwu likes to cultivate under the tree when he is at home, and he can't help but think of the ginkgo tree at home, so he wants to go there to see it.

"Summer rain, there is a hill more than ten miles west of Hongning City, and the trees are luxuriant. I want to go there and walk around. You tell Lu Ping and ask him to bring someone to accompany me. ”

"No, little master. The slave maid immediately told Master Lu Ping. ”

It was another early summer scene, and Lingwu, accompanied by a hundred guards, happily headed towards the west of the city. Hongning Mansion has just experienced war, and everywhere is in shambles, with blood and death enveloping the land. At the foot of this hill, it is rare to be so vibrant, and I can see the green ginkgo trees in the distance, which is so familiar and kind. Lingwu quickly ran to the edge of the pond, the water was a little shallow but very clear, and the aquatic plants at the bottom of the water were clearly visible. Fish swim around in the water as if they were in the air. Lingwu excitedly picked up a stone and threw it far away in the water, rippling layers of ripples, just like the fluctuations of his spiritual power when he cultivated. He played by the water for a while, and then ran to the trees, and at the foot of the mountain there was a rather large ginkgo tree. Lingwu walked over and sat under the tree, as if he was back at home.

The guards were beside him, looking around warily. Lingwu cultivated for about half an hour, and everyone was relieved and enjoyed the rare beauty. Suddenly, Lingwu shouted, "There are assassins. As soon as the words fell, there were a few string sounds, and several sharp arrows shot at Lingwu at the same time. The guards behind Lingwu were all hit by arrows, but Lingwu escaped the danger, and Hula, the guard next to him, suddenly surrounded him in the middle.

At this time, five or six masked people jumped down from the trees on the mountain behind them, and in broad daylight, they actually rushed straight towards Lingwu with their swords. The action was fast, and after a few leaps, it came to the front. The guards rushed forward with a loud shout, and Lu Ping also waved his sword and stood in front of Lingwu. The people who came were obviously extraordinary, and several people didn't pay attention to these guards at all, and cut down several guards in a few strokes. Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Ping knew that the other party was all samurai and could not fight. He shouted, "All rush up and drag them down." The guards rushed towards the assassin without fear of death, and Lu Ping protected Lingwu and ran quickly to the east. Seeing this, the guards who were still at the edge of the pond also rushed over to answer. The warriors behind continued to scream, and dozens of people were quickly cut to the ground, but none of them flinched. Several of the Assassins were unable to escape and came after them. Lu Ping relaxed a little and quickened his pace to retreat. Just passing by the pond, two figures suddenly appeared in the grass on the side of the road and blocked the way. There was no way to retreat, and Lu Ping whispered to the guards around him: "You protect the master's idea to get out, and I will stop them." ”

Lu Ping held the knife in his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?" I have no grievances with you, so why did you assassinate us? ”

The other party didn't answer, and the middle one waved his hand at the people on the left and right, and the two rushed directly towards Lu Ping, slashing with a knife. Lu Ping dodged one of them in a flash, waved his knife to open the other knife, turned around and shouted: "Take Lingwu away, leave me alone." With that, he fought with the two.

Lingwu and the other warriors immediately bypassed this place and ran in the direction of Hongning City. The commander of the assassins sneered and stepped out in front of Lingwu. One of the guards whispered, "Come and pester him with me, and the others escort the master away." This person turned out to be He Jian, the three of them rushed up, and the others rushed towards Lingwu, and the assassin couldn't stop him for a while.

There were only five warriors left, escorting Lingwu to escape quickly. As soon as he walked less than two miles, a masked man chased after him. Lingwu They all understand that He Jian is more fierce and less auspicious. The five guards shouted in unison: "Master go quickly, let's go and block him for a while." It's not far from the city, you run. ”

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to be with you, these bastards have killed so many of my people, I'm going to slaughter them" Lingwu drew his saber, his eyes were full of tears, and he stubbornly refused to leave.

A guard next to him couldn't help but say, and grabbed him: "Their target is you, you run." But Lingwu is like a root under his feet, and he doesn't move at all, "Don't persuade me, let you block him, it is equivalent to sending you to death, I can't let you die for me." I want to see who wants my life, don't be afraid, help will be there soon. ”

The five guards had no choice but to run with him towards the city, and after about a mile of running, the Assassins caught up. The guards immediately blocked the assassin, keeping Lingwu behind. Unexpectedly, Lingwu walked out from behind and said loudly: "Get out of the way, don't go to death." I'm curious what the hell is the reason? You want my life so much that you don't hesitate to use so many samurai. ”

The assassin remained silent, and rushed towards Lingwu with a swing of his sword. The guards around him swarmed in front of Lingwu and fought with the assassins, and one of them shouted, "Master, go quickly." One of the guards flew up and swung a knife at the Assassin, who kicked away the fighting guard, turned around and blocked the slash, and punched the guard in the chest with his left hand. The guards who were close to the knife were suddenly hit and spurted blood, and flew upside down. Just then, one of the guards pounced on him and grabbed the assassin from behind. The Assassin stabbed the guard in half with a knife in his backhand, but instead of letting go, the guard bit the Assassin in the neck. The assassin screamed, and several stabs were stabbed, although the blood of the guard was cut for a long time, and his whole body was pierced, and he was killed instantly. But he was dead, and his hands still didn't let go, hanging like pincers on the Assassin's body. The tragic death of this guard provoked the other guards to roar in unison, and all four of them swung their swords at the assassin at the same time, not defending, all desperate. The assassin dodged to avoid it, but suddenly lost consciousness and instinctively raised his knife to block one of the slashes, but the other three slashed at him. The four guards never expected that they were all hit, and they were stunned for a while. Before they could come to their senses, the Assassin screamed, blood spurting from his chest and falling backwards. The assassin was obviously unwilling, holding the knife on the ground with his right hand, and slowly raised his left hand, pointing at Lingwu, his mouth was full of blood: "You, you are ......." Before he could finish his sentence, the reacting guards stabbed him twice in the chest and kicked him to the ground.

Lingwu stepped forward and said loudly, "Look who this person is?" One of the guards leaned down and tore off the black cloth that covered his face. The six Lingwu people screamed, and they were all stunned: How could it be him? This man is all too familiar to everyone.