Sean knew he was done. After landing, he relied on decades of experience, through the cover of those leaves that had rotted for many years, barely concealed the smell of his body, and quietly escaped to the outside of the forest.

Since Fan Xian and the seven masters were able to follow him all the way to the reeds by the lake to the forest, there must be some kind of thread on his body that the other party could control - Sean put his hand to his lips and forcibly suppressed the urge to cough, twenty years of prison life, his heart has been damaged, and the distance from the tree can even clearly and sadly feel that his brain is actually slower than his body.

If it was twenty years ago, he believed that he could easily kill Fan Xian in the process of that paragraph. Even if there were seven masters of the long knife under the tree, as long as he was accompanied by this familiar North Sea fog, Sean still had strong confidence and could easily escape.

It's just that...... Everyone gets old one day.

The blood on his shoulder couldn't be stopped at all, the strange dagger in Fan Xian's hand, the two blades were a little weird, and the blood kept flowing out, Sean felt his body weak for a while, but a smile flashed in his eyes that seemed to see through something, he tore off a piece of clothing, and with a turn of one hand, he actually suppressed the blood.

His kneecaps were shattered into several large pieces, and the sharp pain stimulated his mind, so that the dying old spy still walked through the thick fog.

After falling from the tree, the snow-like blade light of the Tiger Guard leader Gundam sliced through his abdomen, and although he avoided it very quickly, he couldn't stop the flesh marks from gradually expanding. The black clothes gradually turned into bloody clothes.

Although Sean suffered many and serious injuries, what really made him feel irresistible was the thin needle on his neck, he didn't dare to pull it out, he didn't know what the consequences were, but he felt that the blood in his body gradually condensed, and the speed of moving forward slowed down.

His pale and withered hands still firmly pulled out the fungus from under the tree, chewed it raw, and swallowed it, this redwood fungus can replenish blood and disinfect. This grove of dwarf cedars is a place he has been familiar with for decades. So he chose to flee from here, but there was still no way to escape the young man.

The sky gradually brightened, but the fog still did not disperse, and the white morning light diffused and dissipated in the mist, exuding a holy smell.

Blood finally dripped from the old man's body. Although the sound of falling to the mud was subtle, he knew that those young people were following him like lurking tigers, and they might rush out at any time, but he didn't know why the other party didn't do it yet.

But Sean knows that he ...... It's over.

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I don't know what kind of force has sustained this man who has been tortured for twenty years. Today, the old man, who had been hit in several places, managed to support his body, passed through this dense fog-filled low cedar forest, climbed over the mountain, and stepped on the extremely vast and slightly wet meadow. I finally saw the land that belonged to the Northern Qi Dynasty.

The town called the Fog River shone a few rays of light in the distant sun, and Sean sighed, sat down a little weakly, and moved his right leg, which had broken his knee, to the left, with his hand, and coughed twice.

The reflection in that town is glazed tiles, although this is the countryside, and it can't afford to use glass, and it stands to reason that it can't afford to use glass. But Sean knew many years ago that there used to be a glass factory more than ten miles behind the town, which later fell into disrepair. The people of the town picked up some pieces and placed them on the roof of their homes.

People who don't know when and where they always need to arrange some light for themselves in the gloomy world.

Sean was the same, squinting at the glowing shards and thinking to himself that more than twenty years had passed, and the town didn't seem to have changed.

On the grassland outside the town, a fight has long since ended. The team that came to meet Sean was slaughtered, and the black cavalry, about 200 people, stood on the side of the grassland like a lifeless black wall, and several black cavalry walked through the pool of blood on the battlefield.

......

"Those young people who fell in a pool of blood in the meadow should be Hu'er's subordinates, right?"

Sean squinted at the scene on that side, suddenly felt a little tired, and coughed again. He had already fully understood Fan Xian's plan, although that beautiful young man still lacked a lot of experience, but he was better than the courage to make a move, and the other party had been chasing him to the Wudu River, so he naturally wanted to frame the Northern Qi soldiers who died tragically under the meadow.

A slender dagger was quietly handed over, and the chill attached to it made some small goosebumps on the back of the old man's neck.

"You're not as strong as I thought. Fan Xian's voice sounded calmly from behind him.

Sean pursed his dry lips, smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not as strong as I thought." ””

"Based on your experience, it is not difficult for Ying Xiao to judge that this is a trap, why do you want to jump down?" This is the most incomprehensible thing that Fan Xian couldn't understand in his overnight tracking.

Sean didn't answer him, just kept silent, and didn't tell the young man that he remembered a little girl and a temple because of the words Wang Qinian's thoughts.

"Why don't you do it yet?" Sean was a little indifferent, looked at the quiet and unusual town in front of him, and said: "You and I are both people in this business, and we should know that the longer things drag on, the easier it is to produce variables." ”

"I just suddenly felt like I had made a mistake. The dagger in Fan Xian's hand tightened, and a slight trace of confusion appeared in his eyes exposed outside the black cloth, "I thought that the eldest princess would send someone to pick you up, but I didn't expect that it was just the Northern Qi people." ”

"I don't know any eldest princess. Sean seemed to have put life and death aside at this time, just taking a deep breath of fresh air on the meadow, he hadn't smelled such a natural smell for many years, in the prison of the Inspectorate, all he could smell was the smell of rust and hay, after smelling it for so many years, he was really tired, tired, and tired.

Fan Xian suddenly felt that something was a little strange, and his eyes were like knives staring at the pure white hair on the back of the old man's head.

"I warn you again, since you're going to kill me, and you're on this border. Then it's best to do it right away, so that you can set the blame on the prisoners below. Sean said indifferently: "Otherwise, when the reception staff of Pseudo-Qi arrives, if you want to kill me again, you have to think about the life and death of your colleague." ”

Fan Xian squinted slightly, this time the plan to kill Sean on the border line. It was originally an adventure, to be precise, it was a life adventure with Yan Bingyun - since the Northern Qi general Uesugi Tiger sent someone to pick up Sean to escape, then in the chaos of the battle, Sean died should be a reason that the young emperor of Northern Qi could accept and must accept - the key is that the mission always has Qingguo's strong military strength behind him to rely on. But to Fan Xian's extreme disappointment, Yan Xiaoyi's army did not appear on the battlefield as expected, if he couldn't kill the eldest princess, what was the point of killing Sean?

I don't know what comes to mind. Fan Xian's fingers holding the dagger were slightly forced, and the knuckles were slightly pale.

"Why do you always think I'm still a tiger?" Sean didn't look back, didn't look down at the tip of the outstretched knife, smiled and said to himself, "I'm just a skinny tiger with no teeth." It's just that I know some things that others don't know, so I can survive to this day. In Qingguo, I am a prisoner, in fact, I went back to the north, and I was still a prisoner in the pseudo-Qi, so I naturally had to fight. In fact, I am not so afraid of death anymore...... But I'm afraid that there will be no freedom. ”

"I may understand why Dean Chen is willing to send you back to China. and I want to kill you again. Fan Xian didn't seem to care about Sean's reminder at all, and still seemed to be a little verbose. "It was a trial. Mr. Xiao also once said, my talent is very good, my strength is already very strong, but I have never challenged a real strong person alone, you are a real strong person in my life, and I have challenged alone. ”

Sean shook his head, still maintaining the posture of sitting and looking at the hometown: "No, I am not a strong person for a long time, I am just bluffing people along the way." As for Chen Pingping...... the old man suddenly laughed extremely resentful and extremely happy: "He actually ...... He didn't know anything, he only knew that he couldn't kill me, so he had to lock me up, but he didn't know why he couldn't kill me, and he didn't know what he should know from me.

The old man spoke excitedly and coughed, the wound had already broken and blood flew and fell onto the grass.

Somewhere in the grass, shivering slightly in the wind.

"What secrets do you have?" Fan Xian's face was expressionless, but he quietly turned his direction: "What do you know?"

"I've been locked up for twenty years, and I haven't said anything, even Chen Pingping has lost patience and brought me out to be your adult prey. Sean scoffed, "Am I going to tell you about this yellow-haired boy at this time?"

"You're not even afraid of death, why don't you dare to tell that secret?"

"There are many things in this world that are a little more terrible than death. ”

Fan Xian sighed, realizing that the seven long knives behind him had secretly escaped closer, smiled slightly, and turned his head to the right to look at the neatly lined black horses in the distance, which was very appropriate.

Suddenly, without warning, he stepped on the meadow on his toes, his body had slipped to the left, and a female needle came out of his hand and stabbed into the grass with a snort!

His person had already reached mid-air, as if dancing to the air, and the slender dagger in his hand was like a pitch-black poisonous snake, stabbing straight through, straight and buzzing through the air, it was really a condensation of all the domineering true qi in his body!

Previously, the seven tiger guards had secretly occupied the favorable terrain, Fan Xian suddenly attacked, and the seven long knives cooperated very tacitly to attack the pile of grass, hitting several stalls of snow, and the light was dazzling!

Such a might, such a sudden action, not to mention the ambusher, even the unfathomable Gonggong Hong in the Qingguo Palace, I am afraid that he will be embarrassed, and he will have to leave some flesh and blood to pay!