The smell of blood filled the road.

The sun was almost noon, the ground shook, the head with a painful expression dragged the blood line and rolled to the ground, and the fat figure raised the Yunwen knife, looking at the few people over there with a hideous gaze.

"It's your turn."

The figure rushing across the road ran over like a chariot.

The five men clenched their weapons, the first one raised his long knife and slashed, the other two joined in, and the last assassin caught up with his companion from behind with a knife and joined the siege.

The prone and struggling horse was trampled to death by the incoming steps, and Dong Zhuo's big knife swept out a bloody light with a roar. The assassin closest to him had not yet slashed the steel knife in his hand, and the whole person was already flying upside down in the air, his body spurting blood and breaking into two, and the two halves smashed into the two assassins who were encircling, and the blood and flesh were poured out.

One of the last two shouted hysterically, "Ah! The blade slashed at Dong Zhuo's bulging belly, the edge of the knife stuck to the fabric and sank into the flesh, and there was no sound of the fabric tearing, the assassin raised his face in horror, and what caught his eyes was a rough big face grinning at the corners of his mouth to reveal a hideous smile.

Dong Zhuo raised his foot suddenly.

The Assassin's entire body was kicked out, blood gushing in the air as flesh foam, and then flew straight across the shore and landed in the reeds of the riverbank, startling a waterfowl into the sky.

Hot winds blow across the road.

The last remaining person turned around and fled seven or eight feet away the moment his companion was sent out. He was terrified in his heart, where is this person, martial arts are also four grades, and his body is still invulnerable, how can he beat this.

In this assassination, the leader of the Tsing Yi hat had the highest martial arts cultivation, and even the other party couldn't hold out for a few rounds, and they were sent to death in vain.

Just when he thought that he had escaped more than ten feet away, the fat and hideous man would not catch up again, he stopped, turned his head to look back, and his heart instantly rose to his throat.

A fat figure with a fierce face was dragging a knife and rushing towards him.

"Leave a living mouth!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the forest, and the assassin also slashed with all his strength at the same time, and the blade fell halfway down and was grabbed by the back of the knife with the outstretched hand, and even the person with the knife was raised.

Fang Xuejun followed the sound and looked at the woods, and when she saw Su Chen walking out of the woods with a slender knife, her pretty face suddenly flushed with joy, and she hurriedly rushed over.

I wanted to grope Su Chen's body to find the injury, but I didn't dare, so I asked in a low voice.

"Are you okay?" "But where does it hurt?"

Su Chen smiled: "It's okay." Throwing the knife up, throwing it to the woman, when he turned his head, the smile on his face retracted, and he walked towards the assassin who was brought back by Dong Zhuo, Wu Zixun and Sun You crawled over to the woman, "Sister Xuejun, are you sure he is weak?" ”

"Also, where did the fat black man with a thick beard come from, didn't he bring a guard?"

"I ...... I don't know, I just heard that he killed the general and seized power, and it was very majestic to lead the troops to save his family...... As for the fat black man, I didn't see him follow. Fang Xuejun looked at the back over there a little distracted, and when she heard that the two were still discussing, she raised her knife and gestured in front of them: "Shut up." ”

A sudden gust of wind swept through the weeds on the ground.

Su Chen stopped, leaned back, and a black shadow passed past him, and in an instant, the assassin who was carried in Dong Zhuo's hands suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose instantly, staining his clothes red.

A finger-thick hidden weapon was stuck in his chest.

Su Chen saw that the living mouth that was deliberately left behind was dead, and turned to look at the river beach, the lonely boat that was parked in the reeds sailed away from the beach at this time, and the person who shot the hidden weapon was the old man who paddled.

I didn't expect the other party to keep a hand.

He didn't pretend to be in front of Fang Xuejun and the others, his expression was solemn, it was a look they had never seen before, and his eyes were fierce and scary: "Take him down!" ”

Dong Zhuo threw away the corpse in his hand, walked to the bank of the river beside the road, looked at the distance of dozens of zhang, he would definitely not be able to catch up without a mount, his eyes swept around, suddenly picked up a stone the size of a grinding plate, and ran with one hand in a few steps.

"Medium!"

The moss-mottled stones whistled out like cannonballs, streaked across a high trajectory, and smashed accurately on the lonely boat, splashing into the air with countless wood chips and water splashes

"Fang Xuejun!"

Su Chen knew that the woman's light body kung fu was very good, and when the latter heard her name, he immediately understood in his heart, lost the 'snow see' in his hand, and floated away from the river bank lightly, falling on the reeds, and with a quick light tap on his toes, he rushed to the surface of the water with the floating wreckage of the lonely boat along the cluster of reeds on the river beach.

The moment a figure rushed out of the water, the woman pounced, grabbed the other party's already scarce white hair with one hand, Lao Suo raised his hand to support his sleeve, and a few silver needles rubbed between the woman's neck.

Wow –

Fang Xuejun mentioned the groggy old man and dragged him to the shore, and at this time, the fat black man named Dong Zhuo had also come over, directly snatched the old man from the woman's hand and clamped it under his armpit, and returned to Su Chen's side to give the order.

At this time, it was as if an invisible incense burned out.

Dong Zhuo was confused, covered his forehead and shook his head, the bottom of his eyes became clear, and the strong look of desire climbed back in his eyes, he was about to speak, Su Chen directly grabbed Lao Suo and threw it into the last carriage, he stepped on the chariot, looked at Wu Zixun and the two of them, and the corpses in one place, and shouted: "Master, get in the car!" Let's talk about it later. ”

Dong Zhuo narrowed his eyes, was silent for a while, and finally got into the carriage with a knife, squeezed into the carriage, Su Chen shook the reins and learned the movements of the coachman at home, and drove the carriage to turn around and leave.

Here, the three of them squeezed into the first carriage and followed behind and rushed back towards Yunyao City.

The news of the attack soon spread in the Fang family, and at the same time, Yun Yao Hou and Yun Yao Taishou also heard the words of their son's statement, and knew that the situation had become a little serious.

But for saving his son's grace, Yun Yaohou still knew how to repay it, so he immediately asked people to carry gifts on their backs and took their son to the house to pay a visit.

The house was asking about the details of the attack, and Su Congfang was also among them, after all, he had palpitations about the assassination, and followed the Fang family to listen to Fang Xuejun talk about what happened in Bailutan.

"A group of people came, they pretended to be merchants and elegant guests, and they attacked and assassinated on the riverbank, and the guards in the mansion of Marquis Yun delayed the other party for a while, and we were able to escape to the riverbank."

"However, it was one of Su Chen's guards who resolved the crisis......"

……

Su Chen was sitting in the room at this time, the doors were all plugged in, and he and Dong Zhuo, who was more than eight feet five tall, looked at each other for a while.

After a long time, he opened his mouth first.

"Master, have you ever thought about living again, what kind of way to live?"

Dong Zhuo's expressionless face was immersed in the candlelight, and he didn't say a word, just staring at the young junior named Su Chen opposite, he spoke slowly, and his voice was a little low.

"You're not afraid of me?"

Su Chen shook his head: "Don't be afraid." ”

"But the Manchu Dynasty is afraid of the civil and military, they are all afraid of me, a reckless man, scolding me for being vulgar in the countryside, difficult to ascend to the elegant hall, and ridiculed everywhere."

In the soft candle flame, Dong Zhuo's hand pressed on the table, slowly bent and clenched, and clenched into a fist.

The past is surging again.