Yang Zhi is an outlier in this world, and he doesn't like this feeling.

On the other side, Lin Zhiyang was gushing about the wisteria, Yang Zhi was so annoyed that he couldn't eat the wine and food, so he simply threw away the wine glass, and then stood up and left.

The fifth princess obviously noticed Yang Zhi's movements and frowned unhappily.

"Marquis Zhongyong, where are you going?"

Everyone was suddenly attracted to attention, and Ma Dahui's eyes flashed.

Although Lin Zhiyang was also a little unhappy to be interrupted, he wished that Yang Zhi would leave.

Yang Zhi smiled as if unintentionally, "Why, the princess even has to ask where I go?" Why do you want to inquire about me? ”

The fifth princess's face turned red, the women of this era are too important, and when Yang Zhi said this, where did she dare to ask about his news, which caused people to gossip.

Lin Zhiyang also said a few greetings, but Yang Zhi didn't have the patience to reply, so he left directly.

The little girl in white who passed by the flower pot couldn't help but linger on her face for a while.

The little girl also noticed Yang Zhi's eyes, glanced at Yang Zhi blankly, lowered her eyes again, and did not move.

Yang Zhi couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, this is a person who is numb.

A pot of wisteria needs to be watered with the girl's blood every ten days, and how long has this little girl been fed with wisteria?

Yang Zhi didn't dare to imagine how many girls' blood was poured into it for the sake of this wisteria.

In such a mood, Yang Zhi was not interested in staying for long.

Walking to the gate, Yang Zhi glanced back.

The magnates drank fine wine, ate good food, and had smiles on their faces.

The dancing girls who were cheering up were smiling, but there was no warmth in their eyes, and some of them couldn't stop secretly sending autumn waves to a few officials.

For them, they can have a better life by climbing up, so they don't have to be lowly dancers.

You see, this is the class of Dasheng.

As everyone knows, it's just jumping from one fire pit to another.

Yang Zhi took one last look at the little girl in white who was standing silently in the corner, and then stepped out of the Thorn History Mansion without looking back.

Yang Zhi was not very interested, Chen Dong and Old Man Xie were both smart people, and they didn't ask.

Yang Zhi rode a high-headed horse and wanted to go back to the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, he still remembered the matter.

Wisteria, it is absolutely not okay to give that five princesses.

Yang Zhi had some plans in his mind two days ago, it was not possible to act in the Assassin's Mansion, there were many people, and Lin Zhiyang had a certain degree of vigilance against Yang Zhi.

Then you have to... Wait.

When the wisteria reaches the hands of the five princesses, Yang Zhi can start from the five princesses.

There were a lot of people around, and Yang Zhi's appearance of riding a horse attracted a lot of onlookers.

That's when the unexpected happened.

Chen Dong only saw a figure rushing towards Yang Zhi with a short sword with lightning speed, and he suddenly shouted, "There are assassins, protect Lord Hou!" ”

After speaking, he pushed Doctor Xie out of the crowd, and then rushed towards Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi was also confused by the sudden change, his body's reaction was faster than his brain, Yang Zhi subconsciously leaned to the left, and a short sword grazed Yang Zhi's arm.

Yang Zhi didn't have time to do anything else, he quickly rolled down from the horse, and when he looked again, blood had already come out of his right arm, if Yang Zhi hadn't dodged just now, the sword would not have slashed his arm, but his heart.

Chen Dong had already rushed up by this time, and he was engaged in a fight with the assassin.

The change was too sudden, and the surrounding people had already been in chaos, and the street was already lively, and as soon as the crowd was in chaos, the situation became chaotic.

Yang Zhi covered his arm and took half a step back.

There were four black-armored guards beside him, and Yang Zhi's eyes narrowed, "How many people are here?" ”

As soon as one of the black-armored guards wanted to speak, a figure suddenly rose up in the crowd, pointing directly at Yang Zhi.

Most of the people who came were small minions, and they were not enough to see in the eyes of the Black Guards.

The most powerful one was the person who stabbed Yang Zhi before, and he was also restrained by Chen Dong at this time.

Yang Zhi could see at a glance that the assassin was not Chen Dong (this chapter is not over!) )

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, but also an eight-rank master.

If it weren't for Yang Zhi's pretending to be in his heart just now, such a person would not have been able to get close at all.

Or is he careless!

The Black Armor Guard had just dealt with a wave of people, and another wave came in the turn of his head.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and they are as strong as the black armor guard, and they can't be ten with one.

Soon, Yang Zhi's side was empty again.

A six-rank assassin stood out from the encirclement and suddenly rushed in front of Yang Zhi, Yang Zhi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he raised his knife in his left hand to resist the assassin's blow.

His right hand was dripping with blood, and he had no ability to attack.

Yang Zhi solved the Liupin assassin with one sword, and felt that his right hand was a little paralyzed, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Doctor Xie in the crowd has also been paying attention to Yang Zhi, although he does not practice martial arts, he is also keenly aware that Yang Zhi's movements are not as neat as usual.

Thinking of a possibility, Doctor Xie shrank his pupils and leaned towards Yang Zhi's side.

Yang Zhi also noticed that there was something wrong with his body, more precisely, it should be that there was something wrong with the sword that cut his right arm.

He avoided confrontation with the Assassins and tried not to use martial arts as much as possible.

Because Yang Zhi himself could clearly perceive that his right hand was being paralyzed a little.

"Dead boy, dead boy... Come here! ”

Hearing Doctor Xie's voice, Yang Zhi turned his head and swept directly to Doctor Xie's side.

Doctor Xie didn't delay, and directly rolled up Yang Zhi's sleeves.

The whole arm was already densely covered with red spots, and Doctor Xie's voice was a little nervous, "Take this, it's not a serious poison, Xie Pill can alleviate the spread of poison!" ”

Yang Zhi watched Doctor Xie neatly take out the pill, and was a little surprised, "Where did you get this thing?" ”

Doctor Xie patted Yang Zhi's head, "Of course I prepared it myself, you take it quickly, is it possible to suspect that I can't do it?" ”

Yang Zhi smiled wryly, "How could it be." ”

He wouldn't admit that he was indeed a little wary just now.

This is also Yang Zhi's caution, but looking at Doctor Xie's expression, Yang Zhi somehow felt that he would not harm himself.

While thinking so, Yang Zhi raised his head and threw the pill directly into his mouth.

At the same time, Chen Dong solved the most powerful eight-rank master and went straight to Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi took the pill, and there was no abnormality in his right hand, although it was still terrifying, it would not be paralyzed.

Yang Zhi regained his combat effectiveness, those assassins were naturally no opponents, three strikes and two divisions of five, and the black armor guard quickly eliminated all the people.

Yang Zhi covered his right hand, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Go back, my right hand won't last long."

Chen Dong and Doctor Xie were very concerned about Yang Zhi's condition, and hurried to the Dadu Governor's Mansion.

No one expected that when they were halfway there, a feather arrow stretched out from an inconspicuous shop, aiming at Yang Zhi in the middle.

With a "boom", the arrow came out.

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