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In the dark night, the leader of the horse thieves has a little jealousy in his heart, but more is still an anger, an anger that has never been provoked by others, at this time everything Zhao Zhijing did is challenging his position for him, which is the basis for him to gain a foothold among the many horse thieves, if Zhao Zhijing can not be found, it will be followed by the damage to his prestige and the threat of his own status.

Putting down the scout's head in his hand, the leader of the horse thieves at this time had an angry look on his face, and his distorted face was as fierce as a wolf. Suddenly, he sat on the war horse, and a roar sounded in the dark night, and he stretched out his hand to pull out the scimitar at his waist, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed straight at the sky.

Suddenly there was a loud shout: "Brothers, rush!" The words fell, and the reins held in one hand suddenly danced at this moment, and suddenly the war horse he was sitting on stood up with a long neigh, and the next moment it was already galloping towards the camp where Lin Ruohua and the others were, without the slightest intention of hiding their whereabouts.

Seeing the appearance of the leader, the many horse thieves naturally did not fall behind, and the scimitars hidden in the sheaths were pulled out at this time, and the archers also bent their bows and arrows at this moment, and the war horses under them galloped away with the trail of the horse thief leader. At this time, the noisy sound sounded in the boundless grassland night sky, in the swaying starlight, Lin Nian, who was lying in Lin Ruohua's arms, also thought about it at this time, and her sleepy eyes were hazy at this time, but there was a strong tension in her heart, and tears appeared in her eyes.

Zhao Zhijing, who was on the hill, the eyesight in his eyes suddenly soared, and when the leader of the horse thieves let out a long howl, Zhao Zhijing knew that Lin Nian would definitely wake up from his sleep, but what he didn't expect was to be scared awake, Lin Nian, who woke up at this moment, couldn't see his figure, and suddenly the crystal tears dripped from his eyes.

Seeing Lin Nian's sobbing appearance at this moment, Zhao Zhijing's heart became extremely cold, the coldness left after the intense anger, and the coldness of the frozen life flame. Suddenly, Zhao Zhijing, who had a sneer on his face, flashed his white voice in the dark night, and disappeared on this hill.

The galloping horse's hooves pounded on the ground, and the sound of the horse's hooves sounded rapidly. It's just that the sound of the horse's hooves disappeared in the next moment, and the leader of the horse thieves suddenly stopped the reins in his hand, and the galloping war horse suddenly stood upright at this moment, and the galloping figure also stopped at this time. The one sitting on horseback, the scimitar in his hand that exuded wisps of evil pointed straight at a white figure in the darkness.

As everyone stopped, a white figure appeared in the eyes of the horse thieves, the white robe became particularly conspicuous in the dark night, the slightest night wind blew its robe, like a butterfly fluttering, the long black hair was shining with a shiny luster, slowly fluttering in the night wind, like an inky river.

His face under the starlight shone with a wisp of luminous light, and his eyes were full of cold breath, as if only someone was staring at him, and his blood would be frozen unconsciously. The blood of the body is not flowing, and the source of life in the natural human body will stop flowing at this time, and that life will end at this moment.

No matter how gorgeous it is at this time, the sheathed long sword in his arms is still so conspicuous, as long as he takes a look, there is only a simple atmosphere on his face. As long as you are a person who understands the sword, you know that the edge of the sword is hidden in the scabbard, and this one is particularly sharp.

Looking at the figure outside Zhang Xu, even the fluttering eyelashes on his eyes could be seen clearly. Suddenly, the scimitar in the hand of the leader of the horse thieves suddenly waved, and the sword light was already tearing the air in the sound of the clang. Looking at Zhao Zhijing, whose face was only sixteen or seventeen years old at this time, a trace of contempt appeared in this person's heart, and he suddenly shouted: "Boy, why are you blocking the uncle's road, don't you want to live?"

Looking at the leader's movements and the words that came out of his mouth, the hearts of the horse thieves suddenly murmured. If it was usual, how could the leader be so easy to speak, seeing that the one blocking the road would only make the sitting war horse speed up, and it would be a knife at will, taking the lives of others, how could it be so troublesome as today.

Perhaps because of the harshness and majesty of the horse thief leader, although there was unwillingness in their hearts, everyone still did not speak, just quietly looked at Zhao Zhijing who was standing in the middle of the road, and the slightest curiosity crossed in a pair of fierce eyes.

The gaze in Zhao Zhijing's eyes suddenly fell on the somewhat distorted face of the leader of the horse thieves, and he slowly said, "It's not that I'm going to stop you, it's you looking for me!"

The leader of the horse thieves who heard Zhao Zhijing's words was a little surprised in his heart, and at this moment, a person beside him drove his horse forward, stopped beside him, and the laughter whispered a few words in his ear, and suddenly a ray of light crossed his eyes, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the leader of the horse thieves on horseback had a solemn face, looked at Zhao Zhijing in the road with two eyes, and slowly said: "It turned out to be you, and the person I sent was also killed by you?" Suddenly Zhao Zhijing's face showed a sneer, and he said softly: "If it is those ten little mice, it is naturally me!"

Hearing the ridicule in Zhao Zhijing's words, the horse thief who was dancing on the tip of the knife suddenly became angry in his heart. A few grumpy people suddenly shouted, "Look for death!" When the words fell, I saw that the reins in one person's hand suddenly swung, and the horse that sat down suddenly galloped, and the scimitar in the other hand was suddenly raised, and the eyes of those eyes had become red, as if one of their anger was gushing out at this time.

As the horse thief approached quickly, the expression on Zhao Zhijing's face still did not change in the slightest. The horse thieves who were watching immediately laughed and immediately mocked Zhao Zhijing: "This person is stupid, he won't even pull out his long sword!"

In the midst of the lightning, the scimitar in the hand of the horse thief has come to the top of Zhao Zhijing's head, if Zhao Zhijing still has not changed in the slightest, then he will die under this knife in the next moment. Its green years will end at this moment, as long as people with a trace of conscience in their hearts see it, there will definitely be a secret pity in their hearts.

At this moment, the Purple Emperor Sword in the end of his arms shook slightly, and a sword light like lightning flashed. It seems that the dazzled horse thieves took a closer look, and the end still held their long swords in both hands, but the galloping man and horse stopped at this time, as if time and space were frozen, standing there quietly, even the scimitar in his hand was still in the air, and there was only a distance of a red ruler from the top of Zhao Zhijing's head. (To be continued.) )