Shan Yuliang was shocked when he saw the black shadow shooting a hidden weapon towards him, and hurriedly flashed to the right, but saw that the cold light was rushing towards Zhizhou behind him.

Shan Yuliang secretly said that it was not good, he hadn't asked who was calculating him, Zhizhou couldn't die! He hurriedly flicked the sword in his hand, wanting to collapse the secret weapon. But unfortunately, the sword came out in a hurry and hit the tail of the hidden weapon, and the hidden weapon turned a few times in the air, fell head down and tail up, and pierced Zhizhou's throat.

Before Zhizhou knew what was happening, he felt a chill on his neck, and the blood had stained the placket of his chest red. When the people saw this, there was a great confusion, and they were so frightened that they rushed out of the door.

"Huh?" Shan Yuliang exclaimed, and before he could come to his senses, he saw the black shadow rushing to the hall, holding a short knife in his hand and slashing towards the top of Yuliang's head with all his strength with the momentum of slashing Huashan.

Shan Yuliang pushed back vigorously and watched carefully. The man was dressed in rags and wore a cloak, and he looked like an ordinary person. Because of the cloak, it was difficult to see the man's appearance clearly, but the red eyes were particularly eye-catching, and there seemed to be endless anger and hatred hidden in them, which made people dare not look at him.

Shan Yuliang shouted, "Who are you, why are you here to kill me?"

The man smiled, his smile as terrifying as a ghost seeking his life, and it made people feel extremely dark and frightened. Shan Yuliang was startled, his body stiffened, and he took a few steps backwards.

The man said in an extremely sharp voice, in an elusive tone, "I am here to kill him." He pointed to Zhizhou, who was still bleeding from his throat. "I didn't expect to meet you," the man continued, "just right, kill you, take revenge!"

He suddenly looked furious to the point of madness, and his eyes grew more and more scarlet. An illusion appeared in Shan Yuliang's eyes: the person opposite had turned into a monster, his nails were sharp and long, and his two eyes were flowing with bright red blood, like a wolf on Jingting Mountain, and he pounced on him like a wolf on Jingting Mountain.

Yuliang shook his head vigorously, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the man had stabbed him in the abdomen. Shan Yuliang pressed the saber against the short knife, and then used the blade of the sword to stab the man in the throat.

The man hadn't seen too clearly, so he had to lean to the side by feeling, but he didn't see the sword stabbing at him. As soon as he lowered his head, it turned out that Shan Yuliang changed his move and swept the sword towards his legs. "Fucking you!" he shouted, and with a hard slash of the sword, the sword slicing off the soles of his shoes. When he fell, he was unsteady on his feet because the sole of his shoe was cut off, and he fell to the ground.

When the man saw that he was about to suffer a loss, he flew into the courtyard and went into the room, and cried out, "Good boy, you are very good, and one day we five brothers will seek revenge on you!"

Shan Yu's conscience wondered: If you take revenge, you will take revenge, why are there still five brothers? Forget it, don't care, let's do what I should do first!

At this time, there was a faint noise of shouts and footsteps outside the door, and Yuliang guessed: The army has arrived! He quickly rushed into the backyard of the Zhizhou Mansion, and met the old butler who was about to hide and poisoned Shan Yuliang's rice.

Although Shan Yuliang didn't know that he poisoned the meal, Steward Wang still trembled after touching it, with a pleading look on his face, and whispered intermittently: "Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

Shan Yuliang grabbed his clothes and was just about to ask questions, but Steward Wang screamed and begged for mercy loudly: "Ah! spare your life, spare your life!"

Shan Yuliang was taken aback by him, and hurriedly let go of the old housekeeper and said, "What are you doing!

But the old butler fell to the ground as if he had been struck by an evil spirit, and slammed the ground so hard that he could not understand what he was shouting.

Shan Yuliang looked around, the others didn't know where they were hiding, and this crazy old man was left to ask. He patiently asked, "Where were my things placed?" His luggage, weapons, and treasure bags were all taken away, and he didn't know where the officials had put them.

Steward Wang only shouted there, but did not answer.

Shan Yuliang repeated it several times, but still did not answer.

The footsteps of the army are getting closer and closer, and it seems that they have entered the prefect's capital. Shan Yuliang stomped on Steward Wang with his foot, and said loudly, "I'll ask you one last time! Where have my things been placed? Say it quickly! Otherwise, I'll kill you!" he shook the sword in his hand as he spoke.

The old butler tried to hold back the mourning expression, and before he could recover from the fright, his body was still trembling. Shan Yuliang shouted: "Say it quickly!"

"Okay, okay, I said. Steward Wang slowly stretched out his hand, pointed to a room, and said, "Right there, everything is there." ”

After asking for a long time, he finally asked, which made Shan Yu's conscience very unhappy. He sighed indignantly and entered the room. When I got inside, I saw that it was actually a large warehouse, and it contained stolen goods from the prisoners.

He did a rough search, and soon found it. Not long after he entered the prison, his things were placed not far from the door. He hurriedly put on his luggage, carried his treasure bag, hung his sword, and rushed out of the warehouse.

Unexpectedly, this army came so quickly, a large group of officers and soldiers had already surrounded here, and dozens of people were waiting for him in the courtyard. As soon as they saw Yuliang coming out, they called out a few times, and pulled their spears and knives to greet Yuliang.

In fact, this group of troops did not fight hard at all, and they also heard some rumors, about Shan Yuliang and Fakong, which were almost deified. So none of them dared to get too close to Yuliang, and they didn't want to be the target of the attack, just a group of people made a few random gestures.

Shan Yuliang drew his sword to resist for a while, and after a while, he injured more than a dozen people, because he didn't want to kill officers and soldiers until the critical time. Soon there was a breakthrough, he danced the Qinglong Sword to force the officers and soldiers away, and then took a gap to go to the room and run.

The army just wanted to pursue Yuliang on the ground, but at this time, Commander Liu led his own troops to the Zhizhou Mansion. He hurriedly jumped off his horse, ran into the mansion, and asked the officers and soldiers: "Where is Lord Zhizhou?"

"This, uh-huh—dead. "This commander Liu usually has a bad temper, and these soldiers are afraid that he will inflict guilt on himself if he is angry, so he only speaks submissively.

"Huh?" Commander Liu saw Zhizhou lying there in the public court, he rushed up to take a look, Zhizhou's body and the ground nearby were covered with coagulated blood, and the sleeve arrow on the corpse's neck had not yet been pulled out.

He kicked down the soldier next to him, his dark and fat face trembling up and down, his beard was very sloppy in the wind, and he yelled, "What do you all do to eat? You can't beat you alone, what do you want you to do?"

His appearance makes people feel quite similar to the image of Zhang Fei in the storyteller's mouth, so vicious. Commander Liu's ring-like eyes swept over the soldiers with their heads bowed, and asked, "Where is the assassin?!"

"He just ran away. ”

"Hurry up and chase it! stupid!" Commander Liu raised his hand and wanted to hit someone. The officers and soldiers were so frightened that they hurriedly ran out of the Zhizhou Mansion to chase Yuliang.

Commander Liu looked at the dozen or so wounded people lying on the ground, and said to himself: "This person is quite powerful!" He smiled, turned to his own soldiers, and said, "Bring my big knife!"