Soon, the remaining two black horsemen saw the right time to ride their horses forward, and the two blades slashed at each other, trying to wring the gunman to the ground.

The coachman held his breath without the slightest panic, and then he raised his pole swiftly, and his spear came out like a dragon, and stabbed the left wing three times with a blade, shaking the black horse and the horse backwards.

Just as the black rider on the left flank was in a hurry, the coachman suddenly withdrew the barrel of his gun, and then threw it into the air, making an unpredictable return pistol, the tip of which poked straight into the neck of the other black horseman, and immediately burst out a hot stream of blood.

A series of actions almost only happened between the lightning and flint, and in the eyes of ordinary people, the coachman seemed to resolve the crisis with an understatement, but how much blood, sweat and judgment of the situation contained in it were hard to practice marksmanship, and only a master of the same way could see it thoroughly.

The last black rider was also overturned by the coachman with a gun, and his blood-red heart was stuck in the tip of the gun, and the coachman shook the barrel of the gun and fell on the corpse's dead eyes.

The woman in the hood smiled with relief, waved the coachman to ride their horse and run with her, but waved for a long time, but the other party was indifferent.

In the middle of the night, the coachman suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood, which was shocking, he gritted his teeth and clenched the gun to the ground, looked around and said: "County Lord, there are still strong people wandering nearby, I can't leave, you flee north as soon as possible, there is a military town in thirty miles, and you can show your identity and seek refuge there." ”

He turned around, and at some point, three poison darts were inserted into the back of the coachman, and black blood was slowly flowing from those wounds.

The woman in the hat was not indecisive, so she simply clasped her fists and saluted: "Sir, great grace, Song Tinglu will never forget!" ”

He then fled north on horseback.

Farther down the road, the sound of rumbling horses' hooves was approaching, and a masked killer suddenly arrived, landing and tumbling and slashing through the driver's back.

Unaware of the dart-poisoned entanglement, the coachman became more and more insane, wielding his spear and sweeping around, shattering countless slabs and gravel.

The masked killer held his breath and held his head tightly, waiting for the best time to assassinate when the opponent's strength was exhausted.

In the distance, when a group of muscular bandits chased after them with knives, there were only three black riders who had died miserably.

In the open space on the side, a spear slammed into the mud for several feet, the coachman's head was cut off and hung on the tip of the spear, and the headless corpse was full of knife marks left by the dagger's broken muscles.

The thieves froze for a moment, then clamped their horses' bellies and rode forward again, chasing the woman in the hood.

Song Tinglu has never been so embarrassed in her life, she has been pampered since she was a child, and she will always be protected by her father's carefully selected personal servants.

Knowing this, I didn't sneak out to escort the birthday gang in the first place, and stayed comfortably in Yizhou, which was not much better than playing with my life.

But regret is regret, things have happened, and the top priority is to escape as soon as possible, far away from this gang of rebellious ministers and thieves.

Song Tinglu could even feel the shaking of the earth from the horse's hooves, and the gang of bandits chased after them.

She was so anxious that she was sweating, her martial arts were not good, and she had a little experience in dealing with some unpopular hooligans, but if she really faced these outlaws, she could only be caught with her hands tied.

I knew that I had learned a few more tricks from the swordsmen around my father, maybe I would have worked hard all these years, and I was already a famous female sword fairy in Shudi?

Just as he was thinking, the horse under his crotch suddenly slowed down, as if it had suddenly stopped, and then stopped, and the horse's nose kept rattling, as if there was an unknown danger ahead.

But no matter how big the danger is, how can it be greater than the bandits behind him, Song Tinglu was angry and waved his whip to whip the famous horse, and the famous horse let out a painful neighing sound, and finally reluctantly walked a few steps forward.

When the bandits behind him stopped their horses, Song Tinglu just rode his horse and moved forward, looking very funny.

The leader of the bandits put the golden ring broadsword on his shoulder, and said mockingly: "Why don't you run away, even your horse is cowardly, and you will be captured if you don't get off the horse quickly!" ”

Song Tinglu didn't speak, she shook the horsewhip nervously, wanting to make up for it again, but there was a jaw-dropping scene in front of her.

First, a purple-clothed man with a short knife on his waist appeared on horseback, and the young man looked beyond Song Tinglu to the group of thieves, revealing a playful smile similar to cat and mouse.

Then, a black line appeared behind the purple clothes, to be exact, it was a line of black armor-covered iron horses, and the black cavalry was innumerable, crowding a large area of official roads behind him.

In the woods on both sides, the bowstrings of longbows and crossbows were firmly taut, and with just one order, ten thousand arrows fired in a volley in the next breath.

Li Mi was quite surprised by the scene in front of him, and he didn't expect that someone would escape from the encirclement and suppression of this gang of bandits, and she was still a delicate woman who deliberately pretended to be a man.

His gaze only stayed on Song Tinglu for three breaths, and then he waved his hand, and the black horse behind him slowly pulled out his waist knife and pushed forward.

The robbers who chased Song Tinglu all the way didn't seem to expect to kill Cheng Cheng halfway to bite gold, or such a group of taciturn and indifferent soldiers, this group of soldiers was like hungry wolves that smelled meat, and suddenly burst out with a powerful murderous aura.

After a few breaths, the earth rumbled and shook, and hundreds of brave horsemen in black armor rushed towards the messy and scattered formation of this group of bandits, like meteors surging into the surface of the lake, stirring up a large wave.

Many bandits didn't even have time to swing their knives before they were smashed into mud by the heads of armored horses that rushed on, and hundreds of black riders danced in the moonlight with cold and shining waist knives, shaped like Yama for their lives.

This was an almost unsuspenseful massacre, and the five hundred Jianrui battalion black horsemen brought by Li Mi from Kuizhou Road were led by Hua Yun, and they almost slaughtered this group of bandits like chopping melons and vegetables, leaving only a few leader-like leaders as living mouths.

In the middle of the moment, there was a lurking assassin who had recently cut off the driver's head.

But just as he was about to burst out to kill less than twenty meters away from Li Mi, a white arm pierced his body from behind and burst the assassin's heart.

It was the dead soldier of the Crane Mansion who secretly guarded Li Mi all the way, Red Quinoa.

Her martial arts are not high, about the level of three grades, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat against people of the same grade, but if it is compared to killing, she must be better.

Every dead soldier in the Crane Mansion is an elite who has been screened through layers of selection, and they are not only proficient in spying intelligence, but also good at killing.

The original intention of the little emperor to set up the Crane Mansion was to kill people, and he wanted to turn the Crane Mansion into a knife, pointing to any despicable person who disobeyed the saint would be punished, and death was the best punishment for those people.

Li Mi didn't bother to glance at the assassin who had killed himself, but rode his horse to Song Tinglu's side, scanning the woman up and down with a heavy hat to hide her face.

Song Tinglu hesitated, and finally took off his hat, his eyes were full of anticipation, revealing a beautiful goose egg face, a slender figure, and an ancient sword with a sword hilt inlaid with a night pearl at his waist.

Seeing the strange man looking at herself with interest, the young woman with long eyes in Qiushui was not timid, just held the long sword at her waist and said with great aura: "You are from the six doors?" ”

Li Mi raised his eyebrows, and in the next second, the cold food knife in his hand suddenly hit the other party's snow-white slender neck, Song Tinglu was startled, her delicate body trembled, and she was pitiful.

Li Mi, whose cold blade was close to the jade skin on his neck, seemed to be about to swipe lightly in the next moment, and easily broke this delicate stamen.

"Don't kill me." Song Tinglu begged for mercy, "I am the most beloved daughter of the King of Shu, the six kings of Zhao Kingdom, and the most powerful and prominent of my father's king, if you can escort me back safely, he will reward you with endless glory and wealth." ”

Li Mi put down the cold food knife and said suspiciously: "You are the youngest granddaughter of the first emperor who was the most beloved back then, and she is known as the Taiping princess of Zhao Guosejia?" ”

Song Tinglu nodded desperately, with a small cherry mouth, and the small tongue was slightly exposed, which was charming, "Taiping Princess Song Tinglu, thank you for saving your life." ”

Li Mi put the steel knife in the sheath and said, "Song Jinglian, the king of Shu, is really your father?" ”

Song Tinglu said softly: "If it is fake, there is no lie." ”

Li Mi smiled, then laughed, and asked, "Then Song Chenyi is your brother?" ”

Song Tinglu nodded blankly.

"In the past, there was a prince in Bianjing who did mischief, disregarded people's lives, was investigated by six doors, sent to prison, and was killed by a nobody before he was convicted, calculate the time, even if this news is covered tightly, it should be transmitted to Shudi, right?"

Song Tinglu said: "Song Chenyi deserves it, he should have died a long time ago!" ”

Li Mi was surprised, "My brother died in the capital for unknown reasons, and the younger sister still applauded?" ”

Song Tinglu seemed to recall some bad things, and said with great disgust: "Song Chenyi is a womanizer, he has never been able to control his crotch, if it weren't for my father's doting, I would have picked up a sword and cut his thing." ”

Li Mi heard some extraneous voices from his words, and said with a somewhat playful smile: "It sounds like Song Chenyi even dares to do it with his own sister?" Tsk, the relationship between your mansion is really chaotic, and the wealthy have many strange things, this sentence is not bad at all. ”

Song Tinglu was a little annoyed by someone who broke the old things, but because the situation was not good, he had to twist his head to the side to express his dissatisfaction.

Li Mi asked again: "What kind of guard is that gun slave in the Shu Palace?" ”

Song Tinglu came back to his senses, and said with a little shame: "It's a second-class last-class guard, and it's not taken seriously, because this time I sneaked out with the Birth Gang, so I found a casual servant, I thought that with these military guards, it would be very peaceful......"

Li Mi snorted, "No wonder this spear slave's martial arts are so useless, and his head was cut off by a lame assassin." With the background of the king of Shu, the masters in the house are like clouds, how can it not be this level, and I still think that the secrets spread in the market are all chasing wind and exaggeration. ”

Song Tinglu plucked up his courage and asked, "Dare to ask the name of the adult?" ”

"Li Mi of the Crane Mansion. If you want to know more details, then in a few days, a Bianjing Qincha with a gold medal in his hand will arrive in Yizhou, looking for a three-legged golden toad to refine the Immortal Family Pill, and I am that Qincha. ”