Ye Zhiqiu and Xiaolai each ate a big bowl of noodles in the alley, and they were satisfied, their father and daughter are actually very wonderful, wandering all day long without a fixed place, fortunately, they don't ask for much in their hearts, and they are easy to satisfy, and they can often be happy for a while when they have a full meal to eat.

In the dusk, the long street seems to be dyed by time, there are no other pedestrians here at the moment, Xiaolai did not ask Ye Zhiqiu to hug him, but held each other's hands, and walked forward slowly and leisurely.

Xiaolai raised his smiling face from time to time, pointed to the front and said a word or two, Ye Zhiqiu was a little distracted, and often reacted slowly, but Xiaolai didn't seem to lose his mood because of this, looking at the sky-high city wall, there was no fear in his eyes, just yearning for how fantastic it was.

"Old Ye, who do you say lives in here, why do you want to build the wall so high?" she asked, pointing to the inside of the city wall.

Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyes slightly, looked inside, and said with a sigh: "Anyway, it's not from the same world as us......

"Would he be as happy as we are when he has been surrounded by such a high wall all day?" she asked.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled bitterly, he naturally knew what place it was, it was the palace where the emperor lived, although he had not seen it with his own eyes, but it was conceivable that it must be magnificent, not only the treasures must be everything, but also the harem beauties were three thousand, which is probably the reason why there have always been people fighting for that position regardless of sacrifice and bloodshed throughout the ages!

He lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl, and he felt very strange about her thinking logic, it was said that such a thing should not be something she could ask at her age, but thinking about it, she had indeed experienced too many things that she had experienced at her age over the years, so her growth was always unexpected.

Sometimes Ye Zhiqiu herself is thinking, is this too cruel for her?

She is destined to be displaced for the rest of her life, but what about her, since she has been by her side, she is connected to the same fate, and what she thinks about the most is how to keep her safe and save her from starvation, but should this really be her best life?

She is so cute, so well-behaved, she should have a better life, at least a safe life, maybe it is time to find her a stable home......

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu felt too much emotion in his heart.

But soon, he realized that he had been thinking too much along this thought, which was terrible for him, because the love of children could soften people's hearts, and would make him hesitate at the moment when he drew his sword, so that their father and daughter would have a few less chances of winning in the face of danger.

He has traveled too many roads in his life, but he has rarely been calm, so he does not dare to stop or relax until he finds a place where he can really stop and rest for the father and daughter.

"I want to ...... Not necessarily......" He looked distractedly at the corner of the palace that was exposed in the high wall, still majestic.

The two of them walked forward as they spoke, leaving two shadows, one large and one small, falling on the wall.

At this time, suddenly a gust of wind swept by, blowing his clothes, and for some reason, Ye Zhiqiu felt the two shadows on the wall shake slightly.

"What's that?, how could a shadow be stirred by the wind?" he thought to himself.

Yes, the shadow is the sun shining on the person's body, and then projecting it on the wall, it will only follow the footsteps of the person to move forward steadily, how can it be shaken by the wind? This is really incredible.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned, the hand holding the sword subconsciously held it tighter, he had experienced a lot of life and death, so he had a peculiar perception of danger.

Xiaolai also seemed to feel that something was wrong, she wanted to look back, but was stopped by Ye Zhiqiu.

"Don't look back, get out of this alley......"

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu realized that there was obviously something wrong in this alley, although it was dusk now, but the sky

It's not completely dark, not to mention that this is the location of the imperial city adjacent to the most lively snack street, how can there not even be a single figure on the long street, thinking of this, he can't help but sigh in his heart, sure enough, his keen nerves have begun to become dull, otherwise how could he not even notice such an obvious flaw.

He grabbed Xiaolai's hand and didn't rush to pick her up, because although the danger was potentially on his side, the other party didn't make a move, maybe he was still waiting for something, and he couldn't be too anxious to show his intention to speed up and escape.

However, for some reason, this street suddenly became much slower and longer, and the road that usually leads to the end without realizing it now feels like it will take a lifetime to complete.

It's not that their father and daughter haven't encountered all kinds of dangers, but this time Ye Zhiqiu knew that the opponent was not ordinary, and found someone following him inexplicably from the crowd, and at this moment, not only did those people not disperse, but they seemed to have plans to do something on this street, otherwise it would be impossible to "clean up" the street so cleanly in advance.

Just as he was walking as fast as he could, he suddenly stopped.

Raising his head slightly, he saw a hideous face.

The person standing opposite him was no taller than himself, but for some reason, it seemed as if he had blocked all the way in front of him, so that he had no way to bypass the other party.

Mu Sha clasped his hands, touched his sparse mustache with one hand, and looked at the father and daughter in front of him with a half-smile and a half-smile.

Ye Zhiqiu turned around, and there were two people waiting there, one was quite tall, and the other was a woman.

The three of them, one in front and two in the back, blocked the way of Ye Zhiqiu and Xiaolai, as well as the way out.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you blocking my way?" Although Ye Zhiqiu knew in his heart that the other party was obviously coming to "trouble" him, he still asked casually on the surface.

Mu Sha smiled indifferently and said, "Your way?"

"Do you think this is your way?"

"It's okay, I'm a person who likes to go other people's ways, so that the other party has no way out!"

"Since you came to find me, you should always report your name!" Ye Zhiqiu asked.

"Why do you need to know so clearly, anyway......" Mu Sha bared his teeth, revealing a mouth full of "sharp" teeth, as if he would bite off someone else's neck.

Because he found that Xiaolai was looking at him intently, and there was no fear in his eyes, which made him very "unhappy".

"You won't be able to make it out of this street alive anyway!"

This sentence can be described as extremely arrogant, Ye Zhiqiu's eyebrows were deeply locked, his pupils contracted slightly, and he searched for information like lightning in his mind, because he knew that there could be no love for no reason in this world, let alone hatred and resentment for no reason, killing people was a laborious and troublesome thing, who could kill someone who had nothing to do with him for no reason?

He suddenly thought of something, a legendary organization.

"Why do you have to find me?" he asked.

This time Mu Sha did not answer, but smiled sadly, as if the person opposite was already a corpse.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't prepare to get any answer while asking this sentence, he just took advantage of this gap to flick lightly on Xiaolai's hand, which was a code between the two of them.

Xiao Lai was not afraid, but swung out without resistance with the strength from his arm, and his small body was soon sandwiched under Ye Zhiqiu's armpit.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't hesitate at all, because he knew that since the other party appeared here with all his intentions, it was impossible to let them go with just a few words, so he clamped Xiaolai under his armpit, and then his body hit Mu Sha like lightning.

Mu Sha has no martial arts in his hands

He seemed to be still standing there at the moment when Ye Zhiqiu made his move, and the hideous smile on his face seemed to have frozen.

Just as Ye Zhiqiu kicked Mu Xu's foot and was about to approach the person with a grim smile, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he stretched out a hand, turned into a ghost claw, and grabbed Ye Zhiqiu's foot.

This change came too quickly, even Ye Zhiqiu had to admire Mu Sha, he only made a move after he made a move, but he came first, which showed that Mu Sha was confident in dealing with Ye Zhiqiu.

There was a scorn in his eyes, and he had always felt that Ember was wasting his time and overkill by sending the three of them against a swordsman who was already in a state of despair.

But soon, he was impressed with Ye Zhiqiu, because his suddenly outstretched hand did not touch Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu turned into an arc in mid-air like a bird with wings and flew out in the opposite direction.

The rusty sword in his hand carried a hint of strong wind, and it was the face of the white frost.

White Frost did not hold up like Mu Sha, and two daggers like a slanting moon suddenly appeared in her hand, and the daggers shone with cold light, just like her name, and there was a cold breath inside and out.

When Ye Zhiqiu attacked her, she also moved, dancing two daggers in her hands like a high-speed spinning top and stabbing at Ye Zhiqiu with cold light.

The rusty sword collided with the dagger, and as soon as it was touched, Ye Zhiqiu also bounced out like a light leaf.

He landed still standing in the middle of the three, as if nothing had happened.

He stared at it, gasping softly, just now he kicked Mu Sha is a false move, and the sword out of the white frost is also a false move, these two moves he didn't want to hurt the enemy, just a test, now it seems, not only Mu Sha's martial arts are not weak, even the woman among the three is extremely powerful, and there is a tall and powerful enemy who has not moved.

After the temptation, even if he knew that the three of them were not easy to mess with, he had no intention of raising his hand to surrender.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, his figure immediately flew up again, as if he would not be tired at all, this time he did not attack a certain person, but the rusty sword turned into several sword shadows or slashes or thorns, and attacked Mu Sha and White Frost respectively, he must take the initiative, otherwise when the three of them work together, he will have no way to escape.

But this time, Mu Sha and Bai Shuang didn't make a move, and the three of them swept backwards in unison, and at that moment, countless black-clothed figures jumped out of the deep alley like fish.

Each of these people was dressed in tight-fitting black, holding a long sword like water, and their eyes were sharp, and there were forty or fifty people surrounding Ye Zhiqiu in the middle.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't look at these people, his eyes were still firmly fixed on the three people who fell outside the black-clothed killer, the three of them clasped their hands, and looked at themselves more interestingly, with a lively expression.

He frowned deeply.

But there wasn't much time left for him to think, because the black-clad killer had already started a real fight.

A series of people surrounded Ye Zhiqiu in the middle, the sword light was like a dense net, covering him in the middle all the time, Ye Zhiqiu held Xiaolai in one hand, and held the rusty sword in the other hand to deal with it.

What is strange is that Xiao Lai faced a big enemy, not only did he not panic, he didn't even have extra shouts, maybe only in this way could Ye Zhiqiu concentrate on the enemy.

The sword in Ye Zhiqiu's hand had not been unsheathed for many years, and even he didn't know if he could pull it out of the scabbard, but it was still extremely sharp in his hand at the moment.

Blood splattered out of his body, dancing like a blood butterfly between the sword light and the transformation of his figure.

However, in the blink of an eye, several people in black had already fallen into a pool of blood by Ye Zhiqiu's rusty sword, but these men in black had no intention of retreating, and were even more like fire-fighting moths rushing towards the flames.

"It doesn't seem like it's going to be easy to capture this man alive......," said Moko, who was standing outside the crowd.

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