The escort team of five people is Zhan Po Soul of the 4th Martial Apprentice, Zhuang Feiyu of the 5th Martial Apprentice, Xia Wuyan of the 4th Martial Apprentice, Gong Xin of the 4th Martial Apprentice, and Yan Lang of the 5th Martial Apprentice.

The woman escorted was over thirty years old, but she still looked seventeen, eight, or nine. This made Zhan Po Soul very envious.

Zhan Po Soul is leading the way in front, and he is still counting what he just did in his heart. Is someone really trying to disadvantage this young lady? Or is it for this foodie?

In the fight just now, the emperor hid in the burden for the first time. I don't know when I got in, but after the fight anyway, this foodie came out and stood on the shoulders of Zhan Po's soul. He screamed for a while, as if to praise or praise the bravery of Zhan Breaking Soul.

The escorted lady urged the cloud horse tightly and caught up with Zhan Po Soul who was leading the way in front.

"My name is Ning Huayan, what's your name?"

"Miss, my name is Jia Ren. ”

"Hmph, I'm going to hear the real name. ”

"Jia Zhen. ”

"Giggles, is it true?"

"No, it's the treasure of the old Jia family. Jia Zhen. ”

Ning Huayan covered her mouth and laughed for a while, her slender white and tender jade hands covered her chest without revealing the groove, and she looked like a baby laughing to death, which distracted the people behind.

Zhan Po Soul didn't know why, but he actually remembered Wang Baobao.

"Miss, are you itching?"

Zhuang Feiyu, who was the closest, almost didn't fall off his horse. On the side, Yan Lang, who had been cold and ruthless since he appeared, burst out with a puff.

"This brother is so murderous, and he is so natural when talking to women, brother, I admire him!"

Yan Lang said: "I also admire. ”

"I! you...... Hmph!"

Ning Huayan's horsewhip was firmly whipped on the horse's ass, and she ran at the front like a happy child.

"This woman is not worrying. ”

Zhan Po said backwards, patting the horse to follow. Yan Lang's smile was not accepted, and he followed with a smile. A group of six horsemen kicked up the dust, and on this endless official road, they rode horses and whipped.

In the plan, the closest foothold to Dongzhou City is Pingshan Castle. Pingshan Castle is built on the top of Pingshan Mountain, with an area of two miles, and is a very small city.

Zhuang Feiyu seemed to be very familiar with this place, and after three turns and two turns, he came to an inconspicuous inn.

Zhuang Feiyu deliberately said to Zhan Po Soul: "It's very safe here, I thought I wouldn't need it here." ”

The shopkeeper had already seen Zhuang Feiyu and ran over attentively.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, Master Zhuang. Are you passing by this time, or will you leave in a few days?"

"Don't ask so much. Go, take care of the master's horse. ”

"Okay. ”

The shopkeeper turned around and beckoned to someone from the store, and led the cloud-stepping horse. Zhuang Feiyu led the way in front of him, and walked through the lobby to the backyard of the inn. The rooms there are not big, they are all facing each other, and only two people can walk by.

"The rooms here are made of stainless steel. The windows and doors are made of fine blue wire. It is not afraid of flying weapons and smoke and poison, and it is a very safe place to rest. ”

"Master Zhuang. ”

"Brother Jia, you are polite, just call me Lao Zhuang. ”

Zhan Po said: "Has Zhuang Ye's life always been so exciting?

"This is not for everyone, if Brother Jia is not happy, you can go to sleep in the lobby. ”

"Okay, I'll go sleep in the lobby. ”

After Zhan Po Soul finished speaking, he greeted the others and went to the lobby. Ning Huayan snorted and entered the small steel room, and among the remaining people, only Yan Lang went to the lobby.

When he arrived in the lobby, Yan Lang didn't talk to Zhan Po Soul, and found a corner alone to close his eyes and recuperate.

It was getting dark, and it was time for dinner. The six people, who had no intersection at all, did not talk, and each went back to the small steel room. Zhan Po Soul and his clothes lie down. There are so many lounge chairs in the lobby that it is very comfortable to lie on. It seems to be for people who can't afford to live in a small steel house.

A shopkeeper walked towards Zhan Po Soul with a tray in his hand.

"This lord, your soup has arrived. ”

"I didn't ask for soup. ”

"Someone asked for you. ”

"Zhuang Feiyu?"

"Of course it's 'him'. ”

He, it could be him, it could be it.

He is Zhuang Feiyu, then it is a rainstorm pear flower.

The tray and the soup inside flew towards Zhan Po's soul, and then the rainstorm pear blossom appeared in the man's hand. The boxy wooden box, the canopy of the box, and sixteen quenching needles shot into Zhan Po's face.

Letting the tray and soup smash on his body, Zhan Po Soul immediately took out the stainless steel shield, the stainless steel shield obtained in the delivery kiosk.

When Zhan Po Soul blocked the rainstorm pear blossoms, Yan Lang's knife was already out of its sheath.

The shopkeeper immediately pulled out and retreated if he couldn't hit it, and the speed was like three points faster than the rainstorm pear blossom. However, there are people who are faster than him. It was Yan Lang, Yan Lang who used a knife intercepted the shopkeeper and slashed him in the chest.

"You use a knife, and I use a knife. Your knife is fast, and so is mine. So I want to compete with you. ”

Zhan Po said, "My sword is for killing, not for competition. ”

"The soup is poisonous, it is the poison of Qihua Begonia. If you can't find an antidote in a quarter of an hour, you'll die. I don't know who's going to kill you, but ...... It just so happened that I had the antidote to Qihua Begonia. ”

"Do I have to compete with you?"

"Yes. ”

"I throw in the towel, you won. Give me the antidote. ”

Yan Lang's knife is a narrow knife, with the most beautiful, the curvature of the knife, so that the knife can be faster. In Zhan Po's soul's view, this is very similar to the sword of the East China Sea Sword Island. Especially when he stabs.

The medicine bottle and Yan Lang's knife arrived in front of Zhan Po Soul at the same time,

Do you want a knife or a life-saving medicine bottle? It's very simple, Zhan Po Soul chose a knife. Yan Lang must be defeated in a quarter of an hour. Break the soul and make a knife.

The first time I encountered such a fast knife, there were no tricks, only stabbing and picking, not chopping or chopping. Even if it's a sword, it's not as direct as this sword.

Because it's direct, it's fast.

Zhan Po's soul has retreated to a corner of the lobby, there is no room to flicker and move, and the duckweed technique is no longer useful. The knife seal eighteen roads can only be resisted, and the knife is divided into eighteen shadows in vain and in vain.

Yan Lang stabbed thirteen swords in a row, and a puddle of blood was finally brought out. The wound was on the left side of the Broken Soul's neck, close to the throat.

Zhan Po Soul now knows that if he wants to survive, he will not defeat Yan Lang in a quarter of an hour, but kill Yan Lang a quarter of an hour ago. The left leg was cut by Yan Lang's knife again. But now, it seems that it won't take half an hour to break the soul, and Zhan Po Soul will be stabbed to death by Yan Lang.

Zhuang Feiyu was the first to rush to the lobby, and Ning Huayan was the second. By the time everyone else arrived, Zhan Po's soul had already been stabbed seven times.

Zhuang Feiyu said: "Yan Lang, what are you doing here?"

Yan Lang didn't stop the knife, but faster.

Zhuang Feiyu asked: Yan Lang, what are you doing here? without saying why you are doing this.

The former sentence means complaining. For example, when two people fall in love and go on a date, the woman's father follows again and again. Some people will say, "What are you doing here?"

The latter sentence is a question. For example, when the two get married, they have to have the same room, and the woman's father stops them back. Some people will ask, why are you doing this?

Yan Lang wanted to kill Zhan Po Soul, but Zhuang Feiyu actually complained instead of questioning! When Zhan Po Soul's body began to itch, he came to such a conclusion. Looking at the positions of those four people again, it was not like to rescue Zhan Po's soul, but to prevent someone from escaping, blocking all the ways out.

Why?

Zhan Po asked himself.

"Why do you want to kill me? What do I have for you to kill me?"

Zhan Po asked Yan Lang.

Yan Lang's knife finally stopped. It was Ning Huayan who answered that he was breaking his soul. As she spoke, she was still holding the bottle of Qihua Begonia antidote in her hand.

"Zhan Po Soul, are you itching now?"

Zhan Po Soul calmed down.

"You're from the government?"

"You can think whatever you want, but you give us what we want, and you can live. ”

"I have a lot of stuff and don't know what you want?"

"You're not trying to live. ”

"Miss, I'm itching right now. Can you help me?"

Ning Huayan's face turned red, and Zhan Po Soul could conclude that she must be a girl.

"You want to die!" Ning Huayan also used a knife, but the knife was only half unsheathed, so she took it back.

"You don't need me to kill you, you still have half an hour to go. Is it time to hand over the things, or is it ...... Die!"

Zhan Po Soul reached out to take the burden, and Yan Lang's knife stabbed again. Zhan Po Soul can only let go.

"I won't die in half an hour, but I'll be locked up in that little steel room. Isn't it Miss Ning?"

"I have to say you're pretty smart. ”

Suddenly, Zhan Po asked another question.

"Did you kill the five elders' grandson Hopeless?"

Zhuang Feiyu asked very strangely: "Why do you ask that?"

"The poison in my body is a perfect tonic soup. This is the secret recipe of the five elders, I don't think he can sell the formula to you, right?"

Yan Lang said: "Your observation is very strong, I'm afraid that just now in the small steel room, you also saw the problem and didn't go in." ”

Zhan Po smiled contemptuously.

"Only fools go in, only secret prisons can be rooms like that. Are you and I a rookie who just came out to travel? Okay, did you kill Hopeless?"

"It should be. But because of you, his death was early. ”

"In advance?"

Zhan Po Soul suddenly looked at the shopkeeper who had just been hacked to death by Yan Lang.

"He's just hopeless?"

"Yes, he joined us. ”

"Is it necessary for you to kill your mouth when you get the formula?"

Zhuang Feiyu suddenly said: "Of course it is necessary, he did something that should not be done." ”

"Is it because of you? Miss Ning Huayan?"

Ning Huayan smiled. Yanran smiled at the appearance of the bamboo fence, which made Zhan Po Soul understand. Hopeless was for her to join and dedicate the formula. In this way, the situation of the five elders will also be very dangerous.

"Is the fifth elder still alive? his son and daughter-in-law also died for the formula, right?"

"You're asking too much. I need to remind you that your time is running out. ”

I have to say that Ning Huayan is really beautiful, when she said that your time is running out, and when she is so cold, Zhan Po Soul can't feel her vicious heart.

"Last question, who is your leader?"

"It's me. ”

Seeing the person who spoke, Zhan Po Soul asked, "Why are you? Why are you the shopkeeper here?"