"Boom."

With the sound of thunder, it was a pouring rain that swept upside down like a heavenly river.

These people are either armed with sharp blades, or hiding in the shadows, or summoning powerful ghosts, all of them have used their abilities.

After all, the name of the Demon Breaker Pioneer is like thunder, and he can say big words, but he can't be taken lightly in action.

"Xu Xianxian, this time you can't escape, if you can be caught, the Taoist priest next to you may be able to let him go."

Bian Liang stood in the courtyard and persuaded the side room to surrender, and when he saw that there was no response in the house, he glanced at the people behind him and called again.

"Xu Xianxian?"

At this moment, another bolt of lightning pierced the clouds.

The figures of the two people in the room were reflected in the window again, and they did not seem to change.

"Boss?"

But there was an impatient child, and he asked questions to the man with a hat next to him.

The man in the hat raised his head slightly, but instead of looking into the house, he looked into the distance through the rain.

After a long while, he turned his head and pointed to a person, and then to the wing.

The man was commanded, and went into the courtyard from a dark place, and put himself on guard.

The rain poured down, instantly wetting the man's figure, but also muffled the sound of his footsteps.

With a large knife in his hand, he walked slowly to the door of the wing, prescribing all possible situations in his mind and thinking about how to deal with them.

Finally, he turned back to the man in the hat and signaled that he was ready to go in at once.

After receiving his signal, everyone in the courtyard got ready.

The fox demon sisters let go of the monk, and their hands burst into pink. The red-robed Daoist hummed in his mouth, and a magic sword flew out of his waist and hung in the air. And so on, even Bian Liang clenched the long sword in his hand, staring at the wing room without blinking.

Only the man in the hat still did not move, and stood still.

Finally, there was another thunderous explosion, and the figures of the two people in the room were still sitting on both sides of the table and chairs.

Seeing this, the man knew that his opportunity had come.

Gritting his teeth, he slammed open the door, and at the same time an exclamation came from inside the door.

Everyone frowned, and as soon as the man in the hat gave the order, they would rush in and besiege together.

But at this moment, the man who had just gone in came out again.

When the man came out, he was carrying a... Dolls.

Seeing this, Bian Liang stepped forward and looked at the puppet in the man's hand in disbelief.

Isn't this the person who sent Xu Mo back to the wing, how did he become like this?

In this way, didn't Xu Mo run away?

As everyone entered the house, they found that another figure was also a puppet, and it was also a subordinate in the Assassin's Mansion.

Bian Liang trembled when he saw this, and hurriedly threw off everyone to report to the assassin history, and he didn't have time to pay attention to these people.

......

When Bian Thorn Shi received the news, it was almost four watches, which was very late for a person of his age, but he couldn't sleep and couldn't sleep.

In other words, since he received the news and knew that Xu Mo was not dead, he had not slept well for a day.

As the Demon Breaker Pioneer under him, he knows Xu Mo's skills and his character better than anyone else.

The word righteousness is the head, and the sacrifice of oneself is righteous.

Returning home for thousands of miles is something he can do, and paying for blood debts and blood in anger is also something he can do.

If he knew the truth from a year ago, wouldn't it...

Thinking of this, Thorn Shi shuddered, and felt that his arrangement might not be enough, or should he mobilize the entire elite horseman?

Or ask the marshal for some more men?

He thought of it, but when he wrote the letter and called three times in a row, but no one came in, he seemed to understand something.

The rainstorm outside is still there, and the sound of rain covers everything, but it can't hide the sinister in people's hearts.

......

The door of the study was slowly pushed open, and a tall, strong figure walked in, and the rain dripped from him, forming a water mark.

"Xu Xianxian's courage is not inferior to that year."

Bian Thorn Shi put down the envelope and looked at Xu Mo who came and exclaimed.

"Being surrounded and suppressed by others, not thinking of escaping, but attacking them unprepared, is something you Xu Mo can do."

"I don't understand, why."

Xu Mo's voice was low, revealing a trace of incomprehension.

"You promise me, if I say it, you will spare my life, if you don't agree, I won't say it in death."

Xu Mo was silent for a moment.

"You're not afraid that I'll go back on my word?"

"Heh, I'm naturally afraid of other people's words, but only you and I are not afraid."

"Okay, yes."

Xu Mo intuitively realized that this matter was not simple, and he was eager to know the truth, so he immediately responded.

"Back then, the mission of your pioneer battalion was a conspiracy, a mission to the death."

The first sentence of the Bian Thorn History shocked Xu Mo, and with his narration, Xu Mo finally knew the truth of the year.

It turned out that the war had been stalemate for a long time, and the demon country had already had the intention of withdrawing from the army, and the marshal saw the domestic turmoil, so he also had a different mind.

In the position of the emperor, the yellow-haired child can sit, why can't he sit down?

So he hooked up with the demon kingdom, hoping that they would cooperate with him and let him get the great merit of repelling the demon kingdom.

And the request of the demon kingdom is that they want Xu Mo to die.

So there was the task of the Xu Mo Pioneer Battalion.

Why did the original target of the raid become the most elite heavy armored battalion of the Demon Kingdom, why did the rear support come for a long time, and why did the army of the Demon Kingdom continue to know his location accurately.

All this is explained.

They had planned it all, and only he and his vanguard battalion were the victims.

Xu Mo's eyes, which understood it, were instantly bloodshot and turned red, and he drew a knife and stabbed Shi Shi in the neck with his hand.

With just one stroke, you can make someone's head hit the ground.

"So you know all this."

Xu Mo tried his best to restrain himself and not let the knife in his hand fall.

"Yes, I'm in charge of communicating with them throughout."

"Your course of action, how many people, and where they will flee are all told to them one by one."

Bian Meng's eyes widened, his hands clenched his thighs, he was gambling, and knew that he had won, because he knew Xu Mo too well.

Sure enough.

With a whistling sound, the long knife left his neck, and then slashed at the long table, which instantly became two pieces and splashed with a burst of wood.

Even the envelope on the table floated into the distance, and was held in the hand of a Taoist priest.

Xu Mo gasped, his eyes stared at Bian Meng fiercely, and the green tendons of his right arm holding the knife burst out, as if they were about to explode.

At this moment, the Taoist priest walked up to him, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and then shook his head at him.

Xu Mo was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Jiu'an, and then looked at Bian Meng, then turned his head and left.

"Hahaha."

Bian Meng couldn't help laughing after Xu Mo left, but after laughing a few times, he hurriedly squatted on the ground to find the letter.

"Are you looking for this?"

Bian Meng took the envelope, and looked down the envelope, it was the Taoist priest.

"Why don't you leave?"

Bian Meng frowned, after there was no threat of death, he seemed to have become the minister of the powerful side again.

"You're not dead yet, how can I go?"

The Taoist priest smiled and drew his long sword, and the cold light was extremely dazzling in the dark room.

Bian was stunned.

"Xu Mo didn't answer..."

Li Jiu'an pulled out the long sword from his chest, and the blood dripping from the blade fell in the traces of the rain and quickly dissolved.

"Brother Xu agreed, but Poor Dao didn't agree."