Xiang Yang glanced at He Jing, the two horses were next to each other, standing in different places at the same time, attacking the man in black fiercely, killing several people in a row, killing a bloody way, getting rid of the assassins behind, driving the horses to the top of the mountain, seeing the two assassins with their backs to them, looking at the man in gray stunned. (Biqu Pavilion)

At this time, a snow-white figure flashed in front of him, and he jumped forward, Xiang Yang was concerned about Hunt Qi and Ziwei, and he disdained these defeated subordinates, and he had no intention of fighting.

He rode his horse to the edge of the mountain stream, and when he looked up, he saw a white shadow rushing over the opposite cliff as fast as lightning and disappearing in front of him.

The black horse saw the deep mountain stream, scraped the loess with its front hooves, neighed and did not want to move forward, Xiang Yang patted the black horse, and comforted it in its ear: "Little black be quiet." ”

Holding the reins in his hand, standing on the edge of the mountain stream, the black horse's irritable mood gradually calmed down, Xiang Yang sat on the horse, staring at the little white horse galloping in the wind, jumping over the mountain stream, jumping over the rocks, and soon jumped to the opposite cliff, like lightning flashed away, and couldn't help but praise: "Xiaobai is worthy of being a divine horse, taking Qi Gongzi and the county lord out of danger, such a dangerous road, only Xiaobai drove away." ”

He Jing was next to Xiang Yang, looking a little dumbfounded. It took him a while before he praised sincerely: "Yes! It's really a BMW, it's good that Qi Gongzi and the county lord escaped! ”

He Jing saw that his master was out of danger, his heart was relieved, suddenly, a pain hit, he lowered his head, the blood wet the sleeves of his robe, dripped to the ground along the back of his hand, the uninjured hand lifted the corner of the hem of the robe, put it to the corner of his mouth, and ripped off a piece of cannon horn with a hiss, the corner of his mouth bit the horn, and the uninjured right hand held the end of the cloth, and twisted himself to bandage the wound.

There was silence all around, and there were black-clothed people and fallen war horses lying on the hillside, blood stained the yellow earth, and the air was mixed with a strong smell of blood, indicating that the battle just now was extremely tragic.

Xiang Yang had a murderous look on his face, he got off the horse with a bloody sword, and along the way, he left a drop of blood along the way, he looked vigilant, and checked the people in black, they were all dead, some were not killed, he felt that there was no hope of survival, he bit the poison hidden in his teeth and committed suicide, they were a group of dead soldiers: "All dead, none of them lived." ”

"Who sent a group of dead soldiers to ambush at the intersection to kill the county lord? Who has the audacity to move the county lord? He Jing was behind Xiang Yang, bandaging his wounds while watching him examine the corpse, and in the process of fighting the assassins, he was now a man in black with a very high martial arts.

He is the steward of Xiang Gongzi, Xiang Gongzi is the personal guard of the county lord, he has his own requirements for choosing the steward, as the steward of the courtyard, not only the brain must be flexible, and the person must be smooth and decent, there is also an important condition, must be strong in martial arts.

He personally assessed, among some guards and subordinates in the mansion, after layers of selection and selection, He Jing passed five levels and cut six generals, broke through layers of tests, and became the steward of Xiang Gongzi's courtyard.

He Jing has a flexible brain, clever work, can handle the relationship between the upper and lower levels more harmoniously, has the grace of knowing and supporting Xiangyang, and is loyal to him. won his trust, so he never asked about the big and small things in the yard, and handed them over to He Jing to take care of.

In addition, He Jing's martial arts foundation is not weak, and after his personal allocation, his martial arts have reached a higher level, and he can be called a first-class master in the rivers and lakes.

He Jing is the leader inside and outside, becoming Xiang Yang's right-hand man, in charge of things in the courtyard, and sometimes following him out of the house, he has seen some scenes and gained some wisdom by his side, but he has never fought with assassins as hard as he did today.

These black-clothed people are completely desperate to play, they are a group of death squads, rushing up the mountain to send them to death, gambling with their lives, they have no intention of going down the mountain at all, even if they are not killed on the spot, they finally take poison and commit suicide, just ask: Where is such a way of playing?

He looked at the disappearing back of the man in black, and was very convinced by Xiang Gongzi's words, Gongzi was right, the remaining assassins were left to report the news, otherwise they would not have survived and fled down the mountain like a lost dog.

Xiang Yang happened to turn over a dead corpse, and now the other party just cut off his arm, if it was blooded and died, after he died, his face should be as pale as paper, but in fact, his face was covered with a layer of blue black, and there was black blood on the corner of his mouth: "Another one committed suicide by taking poison." ”

A terrible neighing sounded behind Xiang Yang, and when he turned his head, he saw that a horse's legs had been cut off together, blood had flowed all over the ground, and the horse's legs were gone, and the horse fell to the ground and neighed in pain. A pair of eyes looked at the master with tears in his eyes, and let out a miserable cry, hoping to wake up his owner and come to help it heal, all in vain, the master would never get up again to look at it, the horse was dying and struggling, and a pair of eyes looked at the sun pleadingly.

A trace of ruthlessness slipped across Xiang Yang's face, and with a wave of his sword, he stabbed the dying and struggling horse to death, helping it to free itself from the pain as soon as possible, and the hot blood gushed out like a spring, and the behemoth fell to the ground with a bang.

The man in black died, the horse died, the autumn wind was bleak, the dust was flying, covering the blood all over the ground, and the dust that fell to the ground was soon stained red by blood, and the bleak autumn wind added to the tragic scene.

"Xiang Gongzi, who are these dead soldiers working for? Obviously they can live, they choose to take poison and commit suicide, leaving no one alive, who is worthy of their lives for him? Xiang Yang swung his sword to help the fierce horse relieve the painful neighing, and his face also slipped a trace of unbearable, his eyes turned from the horse's body to the body of the man in black, He Jing was puzzled, this man in black's arm was cut off, not to die, even if he couldn't make the sword, he could live for a long time. Why did he commit suicide by taking poison?

He Jing didn't understand a little, was he afraid that Gongzi would catch him, interrogate him, take out useful things from his mouth, and find out the person behind the scenes, it seems that the people behind the scenes are not ordinary people, in addition to working for him, in order to protect him, they are also willing to die for him.

In his impression, when the county lord left the mansion, the subordinates in the mansion did not know, only a few courtyard stewards in the mansion knew, and it stands to reason that no one knew when the county lord would leave, what route he took, and why these people felt the county lord's whereabouts so accurately, and they had to put the county lord to death.

It seems that this person behind the scenes is not simple, and He Jing believes that these problems are also thinking about the child.

"Death is the best relief for them. They also know that if they fall into the hands of Ben Gongzi, life will be worse than death, and even if Ben Gongzi does not kill them, they will not be able to survive alone. Xiang Yang patted his hands, stood up, and turned his head to see He Jing bandaging, only then did he remember that in order to save him, He Jing blocked a sword for him and was cut by the man in black.

The anger in his heart jumped up, and he immediately rode to the hillside, condescendingly examined the path, and the figure of the man in black disappeared in front of his eyes, and he had already fled