Upper capital.

Hiding in a small courtyard.

"I don't want to leave first, I want to be with you, although I know that I can't help you, and I may drag you down, but I still don't want to leave you here alone, I'm worried about you. ”

In Xiao Jun and Wang Yuyan's room, Wang Yuyan looked at Xiao Jun who was already about to go to bed aggrievedly, and said softly.

Listening to Wang Yuyan's words, Xiao Jun couldn't help but show a smile at the corner of his mouth, and gently pulled Wang Yuyan into his arms.

"Who told you I'm going to send you away? Don't worry, I'm not going to let them send you out, and you have to die together. ”

Xiao Jun scraped the tip of Wang Yuyan's nose with his fingers and said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense! What can't die! Hurry up and go!"

Wang Yuyan frowned, patted Xiao Jun, and said dissatisfiedly.

"Good, good... Ho... Phew!"

Xiao Jun smiled, let out a snort that a more than ten year old smoker should have, and spat the ground in the distance.

"Oops, disgusting!"

Wang Yuyan immediately looked at Xiao Jun with a disgusted expression and twisted her head to the side.

"Hahahaha... Didn't you make me peep!?"

Xiao Jun smiled and hugged Wang Yuyan into the quilt.

In the past, Xiao Jun was indeed an old smoker, and two boxes were not enough for a day, but after crossing here, he didn't smoke at all, he only smoked filter cigarettes, and those dry cigarettes were tantamount to weeds to him.

If you want to quit smoking, you have to cross first.

This is a sentence that Xiao Jun will laugh at himself whenever he is addicted to smoking.

When they were in the dining room just now, Bao and Feng saw that they couldn't persuade Xiao Jun to leave, so they suggested that Meizhu Erjian should leave first with Wang Yuyan and Xiao Yuanshan, but Xiao Jun didn't agree in time, because he knew that Wang Yuyan would not leave, let alone Xiao Yuanshan.

Since this is the case, then no one should leave, he wants to see if this Shangjing can keep him.

According to the time calculation, the armies of the Great Song Dynasty, Western Xia, and Dali should already be on the way, and the people sent by the branches of Tianmen should be about to arrive.

The seemingly quiet Shangjing City is already quietly surging with an undercurrent, and a vicious battle is about to break out.

And the source of this fierce battle is entirely because of the existence of one person.

Xiao Jun.

A man who can stir up the world.

......

"Holy Lord! There are assassins!"

Before dawn, there was a sudden sound of fierce fighting and a loud shout, waking up the sleeping people in the small courtyard.

Xiao Jun sat up directly from the bed, woke up Wang Yuyan, got dressed, opened the door and rushed out.

Mei Zhu Erjian had already come to the door of his room.

"Take care of the language and the old Xiao senior!"

Xiao Jun shouted at Meizhu Erjian and rushed to the courtyard quickly.

Seeing that someone had already handed over hands near the gate of the courtyard, Xiao Jun looked at it and found that it was Zhao Zilong who was fighting with four or five black-robed people.

Seeing this group of people, Xiao Jun couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect them to chase here.

Bloodline!

Zhao Zilong seems to have been injured.

Soon, Bao and Feng also rushed out, and after taking a face with Xiao Jun, they also joined the battle group.

On the wall of the small courtyard, there stood an old man, wrapped in a black robe, and a white beard stood out in the dark night.

The black-robed old man was staring at Xiao Jun tightly, with a hint of hatred in his eyes, and the black robe on his body was swinging in the wind, looking like he might make a move at any time.

Xiao Jun saw that after Bao and Feng joined, the battle situation was temporarily under control, so he raised his eyes to look at the old man who had been standing on the wall and had not moved, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

What annoys him the most is Cheng Jiaojin, who came out halfway.

Now Qiao Feng's matter has not been resolved, and there are Khitan soldiers all over the city, but I didn't expect the blood clan to find the door.

Soon, Bao Wei and the three of them had gradually lost their strength, and although the three of them worked together to kill the two black-robed killers, they were all injured and were no longer the opponents of the remaining three black-robed killers.

Xiao Jun looked at the old man on the wall, a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then the whole person suddenly rushed out, rushing towards the three black-robed killers like lightning!

The black-robed old man standing on the top of the wall saw Xiao Jun move, and almost at the same time, he swept down and rushed quickly in the direction of Xiao Jun.

But at this moment, a black piece of iron appeared like lightning, roaring straight to the door of the black-robed old man!

The black-robed old man was shocked, hurriedly twisted his body, volleyed a heel, and narrowly dodged the attack of the iron block, which was almost a fraction of a second!

Guns, crossbows!

But when the black-robed old man just came back to his senses, he found that the only three remaining subordinates he brought with him had also fallen in a pool of blood.

Three moves! Only three moves! One move, one move!

The black-robed old man saw it very clearly, just when he was dodging the black iron block just now, Xiao Jun only made three moves, which was an understatement, but his only three remaining subordinates had already been killed.

"Are you alright?"

Xiao Jun looked at the three of them and asked lightly.

"It's okay..."

“...”

The three shook their heads and replied in unison.

Xiao Jun looked at it, the injuries of the three were not serious, but they were not light, it seemed that the gap between them and the blood killer was still a little worse.

"Stand down!"

Xiao Jun said lightly, and then turned to look at the black-robed old man who had already fallen in the courtyard.

"Holy Lord, Qiao Daxia seems to have had an accident, in the middle of the night I found that he was carried out of it, as if he was unconscious, I asked others to follow, and rushed back to report it myself, but I didn't expect to meet these killers. ”

Zhao Zilong looked at Xiao Jun and said anxiously with his pain.

Listening to Zhao Zilong's words, Xiao Jun couldn't help frowning, and his heart tightened.

It seems that the Khitan Emperor is ready to make a move.

At this time, the black-robed old man also withdrew his gaze from his subordinates and looked at Xiao Jun, the hatred in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"You did the Moyun Mountain thing?!"

The black-robed old man stared at Xiao Jun and was the first to ask.

Hearing the words of the black-robed old man, Xiao Jun slowly turned around and looked over.

"You're here for revenge?"

Xiao Jun stared at the black-robed old man's cheek and asked coldly.

"It seems that it is really you! I will use your blood to wash away the shame of the undead in the ancient city!

The black-robed old man gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the black-robed old man had slowly pulled out the long sword behind his back.

Xiao Jun couldn't help frowning, and found that the long sword on the old man's back was exactly the same as the sword of the old man in purple at the beginning.

Are they using a group of people?

Xiao Jun couldn't help but be surprised.

But now it's too late to think about it, he must get this old man done as soon as possible, and then go and rescue Qiao Feng.

If his estimate was correct, Qiao Feng should have been poisoned and imprisoned at this time.