Zhao Tianming laughed: "What do you know? Yan'er is inconvenient to save us at this time. ”

"Looking at the appearance of the female guard, it is obvious that the emperor does not fully trust him, and Yan'er is only doing this to gain the trust of the empress."

"After we get trust, are we afraid that we won't be able to exonerate ourselves? Or even re-enter the court as an official? ”

"Huh."

Zhao Yan gently patted the pamphlet that controlled the life and death of the Zhao family's forces, and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Although the memory of the original owner has disappeared without a trace, with the blessing of this booklet, presumably he Zhao Yan will definitely be useful.

"Hey, where's our car?"

Walking out of the prison and coming outside, Zhao Yan found that the carriage had long since disappeared.

"Uncle Qiyuguo, Ma Fu is a veteran for many years, and there will never be such a low-level mistake."

Qinglong's eyes flickered, and he sensed that something was wrong.

Suzaku also seemed to smell danger, and his hands couldn't help but press tightly on the hilt of the sword, keeping the sword out of his body at any time.

'Whoosh. ’

Under the quiet and somewhat terrible night, there were suddenly several terrifying sounds of breaking the sky.

"No, there are assassins."

Qinglong shouted violently, and had already raised his sword and rushed forward in the direction that he came from.

And Suzaku, who had always hated Zhao Yan, did not follow Qinglong to kill, but tightly protected Zhao Yan behind him.

With the explosion of the volley, several hidden arrows were blocked by the blue dragon's sword.

Several black shadows were like ghosts, and they disappeared in the middle of a shift.

"Dog thief, where to go."

Qinglong was not angry, and chased straight after him with his sword.

"Hey, does your brother have a brain, what if the assassins come to kill me now?"

Zhao Yan saw that Qinglong's figure also disappeared into the night, and he rolled his eyes anxiously.

Even he, a novice in the killer world, could see that this was an assassin's trick.

The purpose is to divert the tiger from the mountain, and then concentrate on killing him, the main master.

"Shut up."

Suzaku Zhu's lips trembled slightly, and an inexplicable killing intent hit his heart, and the long sword in his hand actually involuntarily made a buzzing sound.

The sword qi shook, as if announcing that Zhao Yan's death time had come.

"What? A killer must also have the morality of a killer, you are my Zhao Yan's personal bodyguard, and you still want to kill the master? ”

Zhao Yan also saw the danger in Suzaku's eyes full of murderous intent.

Subconsciously took a few steps back.

At this moment, Suzaku moved.

Like a cunning fox, he is agile, so fast that Zhao Yan doesn't even have time to see clearly, let alone whether he can react physically.

"Oh my god."

Zhao Yan was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue, shrunk his neck suddenly, and couldn't help but hold his head tightly with both hands.

At that moment, Zhao Yan obviously felt a chilling sword aura coming towards him.

Even he could feel the burning pain of the sword blade cutting through his cheeks.

'Poof. ’

The sound of the sharp sword sinking into the flesh ended with a muffled grunt in the void.

An assassin clung to Zhao Yan and fell.

Suzaku's sword severed the Assassin's throat, and the corpse fell to the ground.

'Gurgling. ’

Although the assassin died of exhaustion, the main artery still spewed blood like a fountain.

directly washed Zhao Yan's bloody face.

In any case, Zhao Yan is just a science student from the next generation, although he has a good grasp of future science and technology, but in the face of life and death, he is still a big girl in a sedan chair.

I was really uncomfortable at the time.

But it wasn't so scared that he peed his pants, after all, all of this was still expected by Zhao Yan.

After Suzaku killed an assassin, his murderous aura was out of control, and in the face of an assassin who was several times his size, he seemed to be getting braver and braver, but in fact he fell into a dilemma of hard fighting.

Although one person fights several people and his strength is inexhaustible, he cannot fight quickly.

"Hmph, Zhao Yan's next year today is your death day."

Zhao Yan had just wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve when he heard a voice like a devil sounding beside him.

An Assassin stood in front of him unconsciously.

"Kill and kill, what's nonsense?"

Although Zhao Yan faced life and death, he had no fear, even if Qinglong and Suzaku were entangled by assassins at this time and could not get out of rescuing him.

"is a must."

The assassin glanced around, Zhao Yan's guards were all dragged, and he said confidently.

It seems that time is not so tight, like a cat catching a mouse, the assassin has to slowly play Zhao Yan to death.

It seems that only in this way can Zhao Yan experience unprecedented fear before he dies, so that he can enjoy the pleasure of killing Zhao Yan.

"You say, I'll listen."

Zhao Yan said interestingly, as if it was not him Zhao Yan who was waiting for death, but the assassin opposite.

"Zhao Yan, do you really not know who I am?"

The assassin asked, confused, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Nonsense, you're covering your face, who are you?"

Zhao Yanxin said, you just show your face, and I don't know you.

"Very well, so that I don't have a mental burden."

The assassin grinned when he heard this, and there was a terrifying aura in his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Yan was also surprised when he heard this, could it be that the other side was really an old acquaintance?

"It's not interesting, hand over the stuff and you can die."

The assassin teased.

Wocao, this is too arrogant, even if you fool Lao Tzu, you can do it, so direct and rude, you simply don't treat Lao Tzu as a character.

"Why should I listen to you if they're all dead?"

Zhao Yan asked angrily, and said in his heart that you take yourself too seriously.

"Because if you don't listen to me, you will die a miserable death, listen to me, and I will give you a good time."

The voice of the Assassin's resistance was already a sign that he had lost patience.

"Okay, what do you want?"

It seems that Zhao Yan was stunned for a second, and immediately softened.

"Hmph, Zhao Yan, you are a smart person, are you still pretending to be with me?"

The assassin's footsteps moved a few steps closer to Zhao Yan.

"I really don't know what you're talking about?"

Zhao Yan rolled his eyes, he had never seen such a sassy assassin.

"Your father gave you a booklet, bring it to me."

The assassin said angrily.

Even when answering Zhao Yan's question, he couldn't hold it back, and he stretched out his hand to snatch it.

"Why?"

Zhao Yan showed a playful smile.

"Poor mouth, it doesn't matter if you have it or not, Lao Tzu can also find it from your corpse."

The assassin had completely lost his patience, and he didn't know where to conjure a sharp bloodthirsty sword and slash at Zhao Yan.

"Aunt Guo, run."

Qinglong was entangled by three masters who were on a par with him and couldn't get out, and when he saw that Zhao Yan was in danger, he shouted anxiously.

But Zhao Yan seemed to be stupid by the other party, and the whole person stood there motionless.

"Die."

The Assassin was like a gale, and he was already close at hand.

Qinglong has even lost the will to fight.

After all, Zhao Yan is dead, and he can't live either.

'Bang. ’

With a muffled sound, a flash of lightning pierced the night sky.