Good luck?

The 'wish' on that token?

Brief doubts flashed in his mind, Su Chen's state at this time, he himself felt strange, as if he was holding the life and death of many people, and looked at the three assassins over there again, with a look of majesty in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were grinning.

"Leave one alive, and kill the rest!"

"No!"

The Tsing Yi knight in the shed responded, the spear he was holding was raised, and the figure of the arched hand drew an afterimage, and the corpse of the assassin fell with his steps, and the dagger on the ground was picked up on tiptoe, and flew towards the assassin who was fighting with the thirteen, and at the same time hit the opponent's wrist, he jumped into the air and stepped on the pillar of the shed——

The third and fourth assassins were still fighting with the armorers, and one of them turned back violently when he heard the movement, and the figure in green clothes, half of his body stained with blood, instantly closed the distance, and a spear appeared in his field of vision.

- Don't say a word!

The sound of the gun broke through the cloth and flesh, and directly sank into the abdomen of the third assassin, and it violently pushed forward, and the entire handle of the gun 'poofed' through, shooting out from behind the opponent, and the remaining strength did not hesitate to fly towards the fourth person.

The blood-stained spear reflected the blazing sun, and Justice's pursuit of the fourth assassin caught up with the flying spear, grabbing the handle of the spear with one hand and shaking it off with his wrist.

- Momentarily praised!

The assassin kicked the approaching armor out of the way, and the dagger in his hand met the head of the stabbing spear with a cold glow.

The next moment.

The metallic shadow of the spear flew away, and then landed on the assassin's chest and ragged clothes, causing countless hissing sounds.

The assassin's body trembled, rags flew all over the sky, more than a dozen bullet shadows stopped, and he fell straight backwards to the ground, blood leaching out of his mouth, and his chest was a blur of flesh and inward.

"This man is actually a six-grade ......"

The surrounding soldiers looked at the figure of Tsing Yi standing with a gun in the middle of the two corpses in surprise, and then was dragged back to reality by Su Chen's voice, Su Chen hugged Su Congfang on the ground, and pressed the wound on his abdomen hard.

"Someone will take a hand, and send my father home!"

Su Yong, who was patrolling in the distance, heard the news and rushed towards this side with the refugees, his face was full of anxious looks, and he kept issuing orders as he ran, asking his subordinates to find the nearest Langzhong, or to maintain order, or to take the assassin who injured his hand away, and so on.

Not long after, Su Congfang was carried into the carriage by two armor soldiers, and pressed the wound with the trauma medicine he carried with him, and hurried back to the Hou Mansion all the way.

After the chaos passed, Su Chen trembled slightly, and the merit strip in his mind actually popped up again, but this time the merit required was as high as 40,000.

'The feeling just now is worth it. ’

Now that he came back to his senses, he was worried again, he saw Su Congfang stabbed twice, the wound was extremely deep, and there was a lot of blood, and he didn't know if he could survive it.

Although Su Chen didn't treat him as a father completely, he had lived together for ten years, and he had feelings in it after all.

And it is also the backbone of the entire Su family, if there are three long and two short, the Hou Mansion will definitely undergo a big change.

"Little Hou Ye!" Thirteen's voice woke Su Chen up, and he nodded at the guard, then looked at the Tsing Yi figure who was walking with a spear.

"I wish justice to meet the little marquis!" The man was on his knees and arched his hands.

This frightened Thirteen, he knew that the little marquis had a high status in front of some prodigals, idlers, and green forests in the city, but he often followed him, but he had never seen the little marquis accept such a person.

Su Chen didn't ask too much about it, just asked this person named Zhu Justice to get up.

"Come home with me first, and we'll talk later."

He picked up the token left on the ground and put it in his sleeve, and then got into the carriage and entered the city under the protection of Thirteen and Zhu Gongdao, all the way through the streets and alleys.

Back at the Hou Mansion, the atmosphere at home became tense, and maids passed by in the backyard from time to time with blood.

From a distance, Su Chen saw that his mother was supported by the personal maid Chunmei, nervously guarding the closed door, two steps away, it was the eldest brother Su Yong who kept sighing, patting the back of his sister-in-law Suhuan's hand; Not far away, the second brother Su Lie seemed to have just rushed back, shouting for Su Yong to explain to him, and it was only stopped when he was pulled away by the second sister-in-law.

There were also relatives who rushed to hear the news, and a group of people frowned, or scolded the assassins, and then they all stood here.

Perhaps hearing the sound of footsteps, Su Huan saw Su Chen's dragon walking under the corridor, and quietly reminded her husband.

"Uncle is back."

"Father, how's it going?" Su Chen changed his previous look in the mansion, and led Thirteen and Zhu Gongdao over to ask in a low voice.

Su Yong didn't pay attention to the changes in this little brother, and replied: "Lang Zhong is being treated." ”

When he saw Zhu Gongdao, he thanked him with his hand, and then called a maid to make a basin of water to wash Su Chen and Zhu Gongdao's hands.

"There is also an assassin who has been caught, and he will be interrogated in the mansion later, but I want to see who makes them attack my Su Mansion" Su Lie slapped his knees and gritted his teeth and shouted, he is good at martial arts, reaching the level of the sixth grade, he has been following Su Congfang to do things all over the past few days, but he didn't go today, so something like this happened, how can he not be angry?

A few words of scolding, followed by a brief silence.

After a while, the closed door creaked open, and the maid serving inside came out to change the water, her eyes were red, and she had obviously secretly cried inside.

After waiting for a long time, the sun from the west shone and hung on the eaves.

The gatehouse was finally fully opened, and Lang Zhong, who came out of it, was the most skilled in the city, and he didn't dare to slack off at all, and when he came out, his face was full of tiredness.

"The old lady, the prince, and the two sons, the Hou Ye was seriously injured, one knife was on the waist, and the other knife almost pierced the atrium in the chest, and the murder weapon was coated with poison...... Fortunately, Hou Ye's body is strong and he is still asleep after losing too much blood now, but ......"

"But what?" The old woman grabbed Chunmei's hand and asked nervously.

"But will you wake up tonight...... Can't wake up...... I'm afraid my life is in danger. ”

Na Langzhong obviously tried his best, Su Yong thanked him, and asked the steward to take the other party to receive the reward, Su Chen pursed his lips and did not speak, just pressed his mother's shoulder, trying to give some comfort.

"Mother knows...... Mother will not be weak...... Go down and rest, it's enough for you to have your mother alone. ”

The woman's figure shook, slowly stood up, and Chunmei carried her into the room, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, guarding the sleeping figure on the couch, holding her husband's hand, and tears falling little by little.

The setting sun burns magnificent clouds in the sky.

At this time, Su Mansion did not show much chaos, and Su Yong, as the prince of the world, naturally provoked the courage to arrange internal and external affairs in an orderly manner. Su Lie led people to the government office, and probably went over to interrogate them first.

As the night deepened, lanterns lit up in the house.

In the courtyard of the south chamber, Su Chen walked into the ancestral hall, looked at the full spiritual seat, lit a stick of incense and held it above his head, and while saluting the incense, he asked Zhu Gongdao, who was standing with a gun next to him.

"What do you want to say?"

Over there, Zhu Gongdao closed his eyes quietly with a gun, and he didn't seem to hear the words asked. It wasn't until Su Chen asked again that he opened his eyes, arched his hand and slowly spoke.

"Entrusted by His Majesty, I have come to listen to the dispatch of the little marquis!"

"Who?" Su Chen's eyes widened.

"Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty!"

Su Chen opened his mouth slightly, turned his head, and looked at the dense spiritual seats over there, one of which read: The tablet of Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty.

Sure enough, the emperors of China woke up.

"Where is he?"

"Your Majesty has always been in the courtyard of the little marquis."

Hearing this answer, Su Chen remembered the ghost outside the window in his dream last night, and it turned out that the 'ghost' was Liu Xie, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty......

If he can send this green forest knight here, wouldn't he be able to send those fierce generals at the end of the Han Dynasty as well?

And also......

He turned his head, and his gaze swept over the spiritual position again, Qin, Han, Tang, and Song...... And so on, among these dynasties, there are many emperors who can be named by him.

And His Majesty the Ancestral Dragon First Emperor.

They are all emperors, and my courtyard is not lively.

Call Your Majesty, at least hundreds of emperors will turn back together, how spectacular it is.

When his thoughts came back, Su Chen looked at the sky, and after a while, he muttered: "Second brother is really slow......"

In the voice of the Taoist priest chanting, he walked out of the ancestral hall, wished justice and thirteen tacit understandings followed behind, and went straight out of the courtyard of the south chamber.

……

Ding'an City Government Prison.

Su Lie, who was dressed in black armor, strode out with a few guards, his eyebrows were full of calm, he looked back at the prison, and turned over on his horse.

The horsewhip in his hand pointed to the cell head who came out to send him off.

"I don't believe in this villain's hard-mouthed torture instrument, you have been in prison for 20 years, there should be a way to pry your mouth open, except that you can't let him die, how cruel it is!"

"Yes, second son, let him speak."

The news of Ding'anhou's assassination had already spread in the city, but it was a little embarrassing for him to ask the assassin to speak. The cell boss sighed and prepared to return to the cell, when a carriage came behind him and stopped on the side of the street.

He glanced at it, then retreated respectfully to the wall and bowed his head.

The slender figure and the guards with swords and guns on the left and right came in, the figure was dressed in a white robe, wearing a cloak on the outside, with a long sword at the waist, and the pace was vigorous, and the cell head called respectfully: "Little Marquis." The figure stopped.

"How's your son's illness?"

"The illness has improved a lot, and Xiao Hou Ye Xie will help from it."

"It's okay, the assassin can be recruited?"

"Still tortured."

Walking into the dungeon, the vision became dim, a few torches were inserted into the wall and a faint black smoke curled around, the torture in the torture chamber was still going on, the leather whip was dipped in salt water and flew in the air, each blow left blood marks on the figure on the torture rack, and the man tied to the shelf was stuffed with a foreign object in his mouth, and he could only let out a muffled snort of pain.

Su Chen looked at the fence for a while, pushed the door and walked in, standing in front of the torture rack, the head of the cell tilted his head towards the two jailers, and the latter two put down their whips and retreated outside, closing the cell door.

The foreign object in the assassin's mouth was taken down by Thirteen, and the former raised his face weakly, seeing the figure and appearance of the opposite side clearly, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes: "Su Hou's third son?!" ”

Reacting, he grinned weakly: "I didn't expect the rumored little marquis to have such a look...... I guess your father and brother don't know...... Pity...... Don't even know a word from me...... Hehe......"

When the words fell, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit his tongue, and was pinched by Zhu Gongdao next to him in time.

"Dead man...... You guys...... It's hard for me to be an idler. ”

Su Chen grinned, the long sword on his waist came out of its sheath with a bang, and the fire in the cell suddenly swayed.

Slash down with a sword.

Blood splattered on the ground, and the round head fell to the ground with a thud.

"Since I don't want to say it, it's better to die, so as to save the eldest brother and the second brother a waste of time."

Su Chen put his sword back into its sheath and pushed open the door, he patted the head of the cell on the shoulder, "Deal with it, just say that the assassin tried to escape from prison and was killed by you." ”

The cell leader took the jailer into the cell, looked at the headless corpse on the shelf and had a headache, lowered his voice and ordered left and right: "Don't reveal a word, the little marquis is not what you hear about it on weekdays." ”

The voice drifted through the cell, and the two jailers swallowed their spit and nodded cautiously.

Meanwhile.

The carriage parked outside the prison drove away from the street, Su Chen looked at the merit bar that had risen slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and it seemed that dealing with this matter would also increase the merit bar.

After a moment, Su Chen lifted the curtain and ordered in a cold voice.

"Today, the portraits of these four assassins will be handed over to the three sects and nine streams in the city, let them check it, act secretly, don't let my eldest brother and second brother know, if they find it, there will be a big reward."

The matter at hand was temporarily handed over to the thirteenth to deal with, and he quietly returned to the mansion in the carriage It was late at night, and he retreated left and right, leaving only Zhu Gongdao, sitting quietly in the hall of the south chamber, estimating the time, waiting for Liu Xie, the emperor of Han Xian, to appear.