An Rushan nodded, he only brought fifteen people out this time, all of them were good players, and after five waves of assassinations, there were only seven left. And their group, all of them are injured, and they must rest and recuperate, otherwise they will definitely not be able to reach the imperial capital.

"How the hell did they find out about you?" An Rushan frowned, unable to figure it out. When he came out this time, all he brought with him were his henchmen, and it was absolutely impossible to leak the slightest rumor. So how did these assassins find out about Nan Borong?

Nan Borong sneered: "With my understanding of Nan Boyu, he is not so smart. This time, eighty percent of the matter was what Mr. Huang Liang meant. Wen Guogong is also indispensable to participate in it. Only when these two old foxes shoot together can I be exposed so quickly. ”

Nan Borong knew in his heart that the reason why he was able to hide in the Chen family for so long was because Chen Tianbao was a fool. Mr. Huang Liang and Wen Guogong knew his personality very well, and if he was still sober, it was absolutely impossible for him to agree to borrow the identity of a fool to hide and recuperate. But things in the world are so coincidental, he woke up after falling off a cliff, suffered a head injury, and his mind was incomplete, so he used the identity of a fool to avoid one search after another. No one in the world would believe that the invincible Dragon Tang De King would pretend to be a fool.

But this time is different, as soon as he shows up, whether it is through the investigation of An Rushan or the ambush eyeliner on the road. As long as he returns to the imperial capital, he will definitely encounter interception. It's not that he doesn't have the ability to dodge, but he doesn't want to dodge. He is the king of Longtang De, and he was plotted by someone under his carelessness in Shuangwu Mountain. Now these people are still chasing and killing all the way like maggots on tarsal bones, which is simply challenging his bottom limit!

He's just going to fight all the way back! Even if you sacrifice your life, you don't hesitate to do it! This is the pride and dignity of him, as the king of Long Tangde! No one is allowed to trample on it!

An Rushan said hatefully: "These miscellaneous pieces! When we return to the imperial capital, we want them to look good! ”

When Nan Borong heard this, he couldn't help but be a little worried about An Rushan. An Rushan's personality is too straight, if no one stops him when he goes back, he will definitely have to fight directly with the Wenguo Mansion. Those people have nine bends and eighteen bends in their stomachs, and An Rushan will inevitably suffer if they face them!

"Brother An, if you still trust me, listen to my advice and don't have a head-on conflict with them." Nan Borong said, "This time you came to answer me, you must have been exposed." We must avenge this revenge! But Brother An, be careful! ”

An Rushan nodded, his heart slightly warm. He knew that he was still An Rushan, and his brother Rong was still the same brother Rong as before. They have direct fellowship, regardless of status and status, but only in the heart.

"Good! I made a note of it! You can rest assured! An Rushan smiled and patted the knife in his hand, "With this knife, I will definitely not have an accident!" ”

After the night, Nan Borong and An Rushan and their party were almost rested, and their physical strength was restored. After re-entering the road, he traveled for most of the day without encountering another wave of assassinations. As they got closer and closer to the imperial capital, Nan Borong and An Rushan's faces became more and more solemn. They knew that before they reached the imperial capital, they would usher in the most tragic battle. Whether they can make it back alive or not depends on luck.

"Stop!"

As soon as Nan Borong raised his hand, everyone stopped to look at him. He is a person who has been killed from the battlefield one by one, and his sense of danger is much more sensitive than that of ordinary people, and it has almost become an instinct. At this moment, he sensed an unusual atmosphere in the air.

"There is an ambush, all be careful! We must be killed alive and return to the imperial capital! Nan Borong's eyes were firm, looking around at everyone.

His words and eyes were like a shot in the arm for this hard-hit team, and the people in the team instantly ignited their blood. Right! We're going back alive! You must return to the imperial capital alive!

Everyone, following Nan Borong's steps, looked around and walked slowly. For the upcoming fierce battle, if you are not afraid, it is impossible. But they have no choice! Therefore, you can only do your best and sacrifice your life to fight!

Whoosh –

Suddenly, a sharp arrow flew out of the forest next to it, heading straight for the back of Nan Borong's head. Nan Borong's face did not change, and when the sharp arrow approached him, he raised his hand and stretched out two fingers, and with a staggered flick, he broke the menacing arrow in half. The broken arrow fell to the ground with two clanging sounds, and the ears exploded in the silence of the suburbs, as if the horn of a pre-war attack was sounded.

Before the sound fell, countless feathered arrows flew out of the dense forest on both sides of the road, and the fine iron arrows were grinding in the air to a swishing sound. Nan Borong and the others were suddenly enveloped by a rain of arrows falling from the sky. All of them swung their swords almost simultaneously, fending off the flying deadly feather arrows.

Nan Borong was dressed in a dark dragon brocade robe, black clothes and black hair, and the long sword in his hand flew up, unloading the silver-white sword light from the ground, as if the galaxy star man had fallen into the mortal world. In this piece of starlight, none of the feather arrows that broke through the sky could enter his body, and they all broke in the starry sword shadow.

This is the peerless demeanor of King Longtang De! The sword move is like a person, the person is peerless, peerless, and the sword move is dazzling and brilliant.

I don't know how long it took, but this round of arrow rain finally ended. Without time to breathe, Nan Borong led everyone forward like a fly. Although he Nan Borong has his own pride and limits, he will not drag the people around him to stand and wait for death. Returning to the imperial capital alive is the beginning of revenge.

Just as they had barely taken a few steps forward, a group of black-clad masked men burst out of the forest, their broadswords shining blue in the light of the setting sun.

"Everyone, be careful! The knife is quenched with poison! An Rushan was closest to the man in black, and at a glance he saw that there was something wrong with the knife in the hands of those people, and loudly reminded everyone.

After that, An Rushan took the lead. His sword technique is like his people, straight to the point, and there is a great feeling of looking down on all beings between the big opening and closing. Every time An Rushan swung the knife, it was a powerful sink. A knife slashed at the knife of the man in black, and when he left, the man's mouth was numb, and eight or nine times out of ten, the knife of the man in black would be taken out of his hand. Immediately after, he seized the opportunity and slashed with his backhand. Those men in black can't make three moves under him, and they will be in a different place.

On the other side, Nan Borong's speed was no slower than An Rushan. His sword moves are flexible and changeable, and his momentum is extraordinary, and every time he makes a move, he goes towards the sore tendons and acupuncture points on the arms of the man in black. If they have not contributed much, they will overwhelm those people and complain for a long time.

Countless black-clothed people poured out of the dense forest like locusts passing through, and Nan Borong and An Rushan were like two peerless blades, tearing a hole in this black whirlpool.

I don't know how long I fought, I don't know how long I fought, and I don't know how many people fell. The sky has changed from sunset red to fish belly white. Nan Borong had no one around him except An Rushan and his two guards. The fifteen henchmen brought by An Rushan were all killed in battle, and none of them survived!

The corpses of the men in black were covered one by one, and there were countless stumps and severed arms on the ground, and the smell of blood was so strong that it was almost disgusting. Nan Borong stood between a pile of corpses, his long front lifted upside down, and his clothes cracked violently in the wind.

At this time, a golden light finally rose in the white sky of the fish's belly. The golden glow of the morning sun sprinkled on Nan Borong's face, dyeing the blood stains on his face and the hair that was stuck to his face with blood with an inviolable glow.

Nan Borong just carried the blood-dripping long sword, facing the rising sun, step by step, step by step, stepping on the corpses of countless black-clothed people, and moving in the direction of the imperial capital.

An Rushan stood behind him, as if he had seen with his own eyes the King of Long Tangde, who had established immortal feats from the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses; I met the king of Longtang De, who made the world a myth.

Longtang has a virtuous king, and Gao Huashi is unparalleled.

The teenager enters the battlefield and writes in seven steps.

On the long bridge of horses, embroidered boats are crammed into the river.

Fortunately, I can take care of it, and I don't think about it for the rest of my life.

With such a glorious man, what kind of woman should be able to compare with him? No wonder the world says that if you are lucky to have it, you can't think about it for the rest of your life. It is a great honor to be able to have such a man, how can I think more about it for the rest of my life?

……

Wenguo Mansion

Wen Guogong didn't close his eyes all night, and sat in the courtyard and watched the sky all night. Wen Qiongyu sat beside him, and by the moonlight, he fought in black and white on the chessboard for a night. After a night, the tea beside Wen Guogong was already cold, and the white jade pot beside Wen Qiongyu was not a drop of wine.

Finally, in the morning light, Wen Qiongyu fell the last son. Black beats white by half a piece.

"Grandfather, don't wait any longer, the result is decided." Wen Qiongyu withdrew his hands and sat quietly, "King Long Tangde is worthy of his name. This time, the chess was half a move. ”

Wen Guogong glanced at the chessboard, then at Wen Qiongyu's white-clothed Shengxue, and got up: "Get ready, welcome His Royal Highness King De, and return to the court." ”

Wen Qiongyu got up and watched Wen Guogong leave, her eyes were deep, and her face seemed to be smiling. The mud gold folding fan in his hand was opened, slowly fanning his shoulders and hair, bathed in golden light, and looking at the direction of the city gate.

The New Year is approaching, and King De is still in power. The sky of this imperial capital is about to change again.

……

Hua Ruxue has been recuperating for a few days, and can finally walk slowly on the ground. Today, she decided to go out into the streets and take a look. Although she didn't have much money, she still had some money, and she wanted to buy some new clothes for the children in this yard. Zhang Chengyong is a boy, so he naturally doesn't know these trivial things. The children in the yard looked like little flowers. Since she promised to take good care of these children, she had to let them change their appearance, read and write, and live with dignity.

Zhang Chengyong didn't want Hua Ruxue to go out, for fear that her wound would collapse. But Hua Ruxue insisted, and Hua Jiumo said on the side, it is said that His Royal Highness King De, who has been missing for many days today, is going to return to the court, and many people have already gone to the street.