Qingzhu and Mo Xiuyan both saw that group of people, for Qingzhu, it was specially for him, no need to how strong those who held the net pole were, as long as several people swung at the same time, that piece of net covered down, no matter how much he could run, he couldn't run. The soldiers who surrounded the green bamboo knew that as long as they were not too close to the people in the courtyard, they would not be smashed by the green tiles of the people on the house, although those green tiles would not kill them, but one tile would knock over one person, and there was a burst of shouting, mostly with blue noses and swollen faces, and more long wounds one by one. The soldiers patrolling the streets kept pouring in.

Qingzhu looked at the soldiers holding the net poles, leaned over and ran, no longer paying attention to the old man's attack, bending over and running. The voice of the demon cultivator on the roof was even more audible to everyone inside and outside the mansion, "Run." ”

Qingzhu was only bent here, and the old man slapped Qingzhu's back with a palm, and the old man felt bad as soon as his palm touched Qingzhu's clothes, and he saw Qingzhu's back suddenly swelled, and his own palm also arrived. With a strange scream, the old man hurriedly retracted his palm, and the back of the green bamboo was abrupt one by one, and at this time it was also exposed through his clothes, and a back was like a hedgehog's back, with high exposed tips, two hands, and the back of two legs, all of which were sharp and sharp. Although the old man's hand was quickly closed, he still slapped on those spikes, screamed, and wanted to fly up and kick it, but this leg was only half raised, and it was retracted again, and his body turned around, and he ran to the hands of a soldier who was holding a net pole, grabbed a net pole, and reflexively chased after Qingzhu who was about to fly to the upper room.

In a burst of shouts from the soldiers, in the non-stop shouting, he saw the old man's net pole leaning forward, one step is more than zhang, and he was happy in his heart, "It's good" and shouted, the old man hurriedly looked up, but he was still a step late, a piece of green tile and a leaf was like a leaf, just to his forehead, his head was lowered, or late, at the top of the hair, hit a right, the pole net was thrown in January, and he was busy pressing the wound on the top of his head with his hand, and shouted out with a loud cry, "I am injured, the front yard helps." ”

Qingzhu finally flew up to the roof of this mansion gate, but this roof has long been surrounded by water, spears are pointing to the sky, bows and arrows are setting up arrows, and there are more and more lamp handles, "Catch the murderer!" All kinds of shouts kept coming, and hundreds of lamps made the main entrance of this Kangning Palace's palace as bright as day.

Qingzhu, who had just flown up the roof, saw that the demon Xiuyan was still uncovering the tiles, hitting the people who were coming to the roof of the main gate, almost knocking over one person with one tile, and for a while, no one could get close to the roof, and dragged his hands around his waist, and a masked iron face protector came out of his shoulders, and there was also a sound of steel buckles between his chest and abdomen, and he instantly became an iron man, "I opened the way forward, and you followed, it's too late, I'm afraid I can't run." ”

Qingzhu said in his mouth, and with a puff on his waist, a firework letter bomb shot out into the air, and the fireworks were like a colorful arrow in the air, and they slashed in the direction of the east gate, and a bang sounded. As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped down to the street in front of the palace.

Mo Xiuyan saw Qingzhu jumping down the street, hurriedly turned around, a burst of tile rain fell again, the patrol on the street shouted, Qingzhu also fell on the street, Mo Xiuyan This burst of tile rain almost removed the tiles of this roof. Following Qingzhu, he also flew down the roof, and at the moment when he just got off the roof, a burst of rain also shot on the roof, and the two people fell among the soldiers patrolling the street, and the archers also drew their bows and strings, but they didn't dare to shoot easily, there were their teammates everywhere, where the arrow was shot, there were people on the opposite side.

"You're in front, I'm in the back. ”

Qingzhu landed on the street, in front of the spear, behind the big knife, one surrounded him in the middle, and the demon cultivator came behind him, and shouted out. Mo Xiuyan looked at his obscene clothes, and he didn't say anything? Raising his hand, he opened two spears, and as soon as he turned around, an arrow flew over, and he took a step forward to let the arrow fly by, and a scream came at the same time, and an arrow was hit between the side arms of a spearman. At this moment, the two long knives slashed at him in unison, and from the middle of the two blades, they staggered, and for these pawns, Mo Xiuyan was like a fish, without touching it, so he rushed away from a few people, and rushed towards the darkness in front of him. The green bamboo behind him was like a tiger entering the flock at this time, with an iron armor, a protective gear on his face, and a brisk body on the back, a bright sharp slash, which made those soldiers who were closer to him just keep retreating.

"Where to go, this palace is also where you can come!"

The voice sounded in the sky above, two black shadows, each towards one person, pounced on Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu from a high altitude, the two listened to the sound of the rapid wind, the two hurriedly turned around and palmed, and rushed towards the crowd in front of them, but there were too many, and the soldiers at the front all became meat shields one by one. At this time, Qingzhu didn't dare to fly higher, as long as he jumped higher, a rain of arrows would follow. If they continue to consume like this, they will be caught.

In the panic between Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu, a firework ignited in the west of the palace, "Fight the fire! The horse stall in the west courtyard is on fire!" The two people who pounced on Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu heard this shout, and the attack again stopped for a while, and the two took advantage of this breath to rush over a few soldiers, and rushed towards the dark street to Zhangyu.

"Dodge, dodge. As soon as the gate of the palace opened, a rapid and loud roar was heard behind Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu, and if you didn't look at it, you could know that the old man who had been hit by a tile on his head, as well as those who were holding the net pole, must have rushed out. When Mo Xiuyan was at a loss, Qingzhu shouted, "I'll open the way!" As he spoke, as soon as he stood up, he pounced towards the tip of the spear like the wall in front of him, and with the sound of a rod breaking people, the hedgehog-like Qingzhu pounced into the crowd.

Mo Xiuyan turned around, turned his back to Qingzhu, and retreated to follow the crack he had just broken through. After the two figures stopped, they hurriedly pounced on Mo Xiuyan, and Mo Xiuyan saw that the two people who pounced on him were already very old, and the person who was hit by him with a tile was also the same age, but it looked more powerful, and the tall figure moved, and easily fought for the spear in the hand of a soldier, and a spear flew towards Mo Xiuyan, looking at the two spears that flew towards him, although Mo Xiuyan was surprised that the movements of the two people were so similar, but the body did not hesitate, kicked away a spear with one leg, copied it with a backhand, and took a spear that flew towards him。

As soon as the spear turned sideways, there was a whistling sound that cut through the air.

Definitely, the sound of horses' hooves, stepping on the long street of this night, the sound of iron hooves hitting the stone slabs, revealing infinite shock and majesty, "General Wuwei of the town hall has arrived!" The sound of horses' hooves was still on the street inside and outside, and the sound of the report came.

Mo Xiuyan was anxious in his heart and didn't know how to escape from the dozens of meters of the street so that he could escape into the darkness, but as soon as he heard this report, his heart became even more anxious. At this time, there was also chaos in the Kangning Palace, the flames were soaring, and there were also shouts of tearing and killing in the south, but Mo Xiuyan still didn't know who set up the fire, and who was fighting with people?

Dozens of acres of land in the palace, a firelight, the street in front of the palace, dense, all wearing armor soldiers, there are more than ten meters ahead, only to a crossroads, Mo Xiuyan according to the reflection of the year, only when you get there, can you find a way to escape. At this time, the two old men were engaged in hand-to-hand combat with themselves, Qingzhu swung out a sword, and he was also in a hurry to help himself, not daring to rush forward again, for fear that the two would be scattered by these soldiers.

As soon as Qingzhu came to help, the group of people who rushed out of the palace was also a lot closer, and in a few breaths, the net pole in their hands could come over and capture the two.

A hurried sound of gold came from the deep courtyard of the palace, and at this time, Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu could no longer distinguish which place in the palace and what was happening? The shouts of the firefighters, the siege of the people, the shouting and scolding of the soldiers, and the hurried sound of the horses' hooves breaking through the air, all of them were mixed together for a while. It's just that Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu were silent at this time, just kept defending and fighting back.

The old man who had just squeezed over with a wound on his head, just looked at Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu, and heard the urgent sound of gold in the palace, and the three people stopped their movements at the same time, turned their heads slightly, and listened to the sound in the courtyard of the palace.

Where did Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu dare to hesitate, as soon as they turned around, the two of them rushed towards the intersection in front of the street, and they wanted to rush there when the cavalry arrived, and only when they got there, could the two of them judge which direction to break through.

"The arsenal has been opened! The arsenal has been opened!"

One after another, this kind of shocked shouting can also be heard across the courtyard of several floors. At this time, the soldiers who were originally on the street also began to pour into the palace. For the comparison of catching two people who were not able to catch them in the first place, and rushing into the palace and being able to show a face in front of the prince, anyone can make the right choice, and besides, this palace is not a place where they can enter if they want to, for a while, there are more people who want to rush into the palace than those who besiege and kill Demon Xiuyan and Qingzhu.

The sound of horses' hooves was closer, and both Mo Xiuyan and Qingzhu knew that their lives might be decided in a few breaths.