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There is no moon in the sky, the stars are hidden in the night sky, there are no lights in the courtyard, everything seems hazy and mysterious.

The people who came were uniform, swift and powerful, and obviously well-trained and experienced for a long time. All tight-fitting night clothes, black scarves and masks. Jump off the courtyard wall and form a circle around the perimeter of the pony.

Xiao Ma frowned, feeling a little strange, it is the will of the Holy Lord today to capture the remnants of the Red Fox Guard, if the person who comes is Jinyiwei, why should he hide his head and shrink his tail, and dress up like this? The only possibility is that Tan Hao's backstage is not Jinyiwei in the first place, and he is not staying here to evacuate the Red Fox Guard survivors as he said, but the purpose from the beginning is himself.

Maybe the father-in-law did ask Tan Hao to come here to find him, save himself from disaster, and fly away from then on, but after Tan Hao learned that he was actually involved with the Red Fox Treasure Box, he changed his mind and wanted to find out the location of the Red Fox Treasure Box in his own mouth.

"It seems that I haven't seen you for three years, and your changes are much greater than I imagined, I really can't figure out what can make you change so much?" Xiao Ma looked at Tan Hao, with pain and entanglement in his eyes.

In the days when Xiao Leng left, Tan Hao has been enlightening him like an elder brother, inspiring him to get out of the darkness, in the three years when he integrated what he learned into practice and accompanied him on the mission, it was Tan Hao who taught him a lot, he could grow into the soul of the Red Fox Guard, and Tan Hao's selfless dedication, so Xiao Ma has always been very grateful to him in his heart.

At this moment, the two are on opposite sides, and in an instant they will meet each other, fighting to the death, and the pony hopes that it is just a dream, and when he wakes up, none of this has happened. Brother Tan is still the same Brother Tan back then.

"People change, it's just a matter of time, haven't you changed too? Tan Hao looked into the distance and didn't look at the pony. "Two years ago, I met a woman in Yanjing, who thought that she was a confidante, thinking that she had no regrets in this life, and that she could quit the rivers and lakes and spend the rest of her life in peace, but she was stopped by the organization's intervention, and finally killed her in order to cut off my thoughts but disguised as an accident. I was caught on a mission shortly after, and when I woke up, a knife was rubbing back and forth against my neck. They gave me two options, one was Huangquan Road, and the other was to join their organization, I held a grudge against the organization, so I joined them, and staying in the organization was just an internal response. ”

Tan Hao's words were full of resentment, with his personality, if it wasn't for his own intention, it would be very naïve and ridiculous to threaten life and death, and death would not pose a threat to them at all.

Xiao Ma looked at Tan Hao, and could understand his mood a little, Murong Yuxin was not involved in every inch of his nerves now. He was grateful to Tan Hao, but tonight they were bound to face each other with swords and turn against each other.

He can die, but Yu Xin should live well, so he must live well before Yu Xin escapes.

The sword light is condensed in snow, Bai Lian is shining, the unicorn knife has been unsheathed, and the pony has already shot.

He has never been a hero, and the other party is not a gentleman, so it is more practical and advantageous to seize the opportunity than etiquette. There are many people on the other side, and one can be solved as soon as possible, but as soon as he makes a move, he kills fiercely and attacks the two black-clothed people on the right.

More than a dozen people were originally on guard, but when they saw the two talking, they naturally relaxed a little, but they didn't know that the pony suddenly made a move, and the action was really incredibly fast. Before he could react, two screams rang out, and the pony had already struck a blow, knocking out the two men on his side.

The rest of the crowd came to their senses, and rushed forward in a swarm, and all kinds of weapons rushed towards the ponies. The offensive was dense and rapid, raining like a strong wind, making it difficult to breathe.

The pony injured three more people when he got up and down, but he gradually felt that something was wrong, and after only a few rounds of fighting, he was completely weak, his breath began to be disordered, and his moves were used, and his speed and strength were greatly reduced.

The yard shakes, and the pony feels a little dizzy, and everything around him becomes blurred, and the figures are heavy but they can't tell who is who.

He remembered the faint smell in the wind, and it was obvious that the moment he entered this courtyard, he was already in the other party's calculations. It's just that I've been chatting with Tan Hao, and I haven't moved a little from beginning to end, so I didn't notice it. The fight just now stimulated the internal breath, the blood flowed faster, and the signs of poisoning were revealed.

Pony knew that something was wrong, and the more frequent the internal breath urged, the deeper his poison and the faster he fell, but in the face of a dozen or so people, he could only fight back, and the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable the situation would be for him.

In the moment of mental trance, he already had two more wounds on his body, blood stained his red shirt, and the sting pain of the wounds made him a little more conscious.

He can't fall, he must not fall! No matter what, he must go back alive!

The pony's eyes were red, like madness, desperately rushing left and right in the black-clothed man's encirclement, the knife was like a dragon, and his fists and feet were used together.

From time to time, people fell in the blood spray, screaming and wailing, and the fragments of flesh and limbs scattered in all directions.

The black-clad masked man looked at the pony as fierce as a ferocious god and began to retreat in fear. They have been killed for a long time, they are well-trained, and there are countless dead souls under the sword, but at this moment there are many enemies and few enemies, but they have an unspeakable fear, and they even have the illusion that they are not facing people, but the devil. Only the devil could be so chilling, heartfelt fear.

There were more and more people lying on the ground, and the last two men in black who were standing finally broke down, dropped their weapons and ran out of the courtyard.

The cold light flashed, and the two human heads fell to the ground, bones rolling. The two bodies that had lost their heads kept rushing forward before they fell, red blood gushing out of their necks and smearing a scarlet patch on the courtyard wall.

As soon as the cold light appeared, the sword had been sheathed, and Tan Hao stood in front of the pony, his face was calm, and he didn't look back at the two people who fell to the ground, as if he had just slapped two flies to death.

He didn't make a move in the fierce battle just now, just stood quietly aside, no matter how many people fell, he just looked at it with a blank face. It wasn't until the last two men in black fled that he made a thunderous move.

Such an understatement, such a careless move, but so fast and accurate.

At this moment, he looked at the pony. After winning the incense, he still fought more than ten masters, and the pony still stood tall, which was really tenacious. He had already seen the potential of the ponie, but it was too much to believe. Tan Hao involuntarily clenched the long sword in his hand.

The bloody, scarred pony spat out a mouthful of blood and met his gaze.