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Seeing that the officers and soldiers were ready, Su Qingyun turned around and shouted at the Tibetan swordsmen behind Hu Mu.

Then he stared at the fire curtain and began to count one, two, three.

"Rush out quickly!"

After Su Qingyun shouted three numbers, all the soldiers poured out the water in the pots and pans in their hands.

It was at that moment that the fire curtain that blocked everyone in the Cangjian Pavilion was finally suppressed gradually amid bursts of popping noises.

The people in Cangjiange, who were lingering in the fire curtain, saw that the fire curtain was suppressed.

The roasted heart once again saw the hope of life, and rushed out of the fire curtain supporting each other.

However, the entire Zuixiang Tower was on fire, and the fire could not be extinguished by manpower.

After only a few seconds, the curtain of fire that was about to be cut off slowly closed again.

"Don't stop, hurry up and continue fetching water." Su Qingyun saw that only a dozen people from the Tibetan Sword Sect rushed out at this time.

He couldn't help frowning, and shouted at the descendants who had just finished pouring the water.

The soldiers also knew that there was no room for delay, even though Su Qingyun was not their general.

They also chose to listen to Su Qingyun's command, and ran to the well to fetch water.

"Daxian, what's the situation now?"

A male voice came, but it was Yan Nanfei who was leading people to attack the Snowy White Land and rushed over.

They were all covered in black, and almost all of them had blood on their knife-edges.

When he came to the front and saw Su Qingyun commanding a large group of officers and soldiers to put out the fire, he couldn't help asking in doubt.

"Don't ask so many questions, quickly find someone to fetch water, it's important to save people!"

Su Qingyun turned around and glanced at Yan Nanfei and his party, and spoke directly without further explanation.

"Oh, good. Ninth Elder? Why are you here?"

Yan Nanfei nodded obediently, and then went to fetch water with the people he brought over.

But when he was about to turn around, he saw the three elders of his own sect walking over in confusion with the support of several disciples and asked in confusion.

"Young Clan Master, we, we were attacked by the remnants of the Yin Killing Sect led by Ying Jiuwan in the Zuixiang Building..." The Ninth Elder was in tears, and asked them why these people came here.

He told how he was attacked by Ying Jiuwan's men, and how the fire was caused, and he took advantage of the fire to temporarily save his life.

"Huh? Without finding out the real situation of the other party, you led people carelessly into his territory. Now that some troops have been lost, it should be because of the three of you who misdirected.

Why, hearing what you said, I feel like you have dumped all the faults this time on me and Daxian. "

He waved his hand to tell the others to fetch water first, while Yan Nanfei himself stood aside and listened to all the old grievances.

After he finished listening, he frowned and said sullenly.

"This subordinate dare not, because the situation was urgent at that time, and the subordinates and others were afraid to wait for you, Young Master, to come back.

Fearing that something might happen again, he took his own initiative and brought people over.

Now that he has lost dozens of masters of the sect for no reason, his subordinates are willing to accept the punishment of the young sect master. "

Hearing what Yan Nanfei said, the black-faced elder didn't know that the intention of the three of them to blame him had already been discovered by him.

Hastily bowed his head and said humbly.

"Well, there will definitely be punishments, but the ones who punish you should be the hall masters of the headquarters. It's not me."

Yan Nanfei said something indifferently, and ignored the three elders who looked at each other.

Self-consciously, he stepped forward and came to General Zhao, clasped his fists and said, "Yan Nanfei is at Xiazang Jiange, thank you General Zhao for saving me this time."

With the help of the people brought by Yan Nanfei, the curtain of fire where the Tibetan Swordsmen were trapped failed to close again after all.

While the people fighting the fire outside were exhausted and out of breath, the last trapped disciple of Hidden Sword Sect was also pushed out of the fire curtain by two fellow disciples.

So seeing Yan Nanfei coming over to thank him at this moment, General Zhao threw the two large wooden barrels in his hand at his feet, panting with difficulty, and also cupped his fists at Yan Nanfei.

"Ho ho, Young Master Yan is being polite.

Your faction, as the sect of protecting the country, is in the same spirit as us, the imperial army, who are supposed to watch and help each other.

But Young Master Yan, why are your people trapped in this land of wind and moon?Was it the work of those traitors from the Tiandihui? "

After General Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, he asked Yan Nanfei.

"Ah, I'm really ashamed to say this..."

Yan Nanfei didn't shy away from being asked so bluntly by General Zhao.

Just as I was about to explain the situation to him, I saw a pair of soldiers rushing out of the street again. The menacing target Ma Shi was the area where they were.

So he stopped talking and stared at the person coming.

"The brother in front is from that barracks?"

The pair of soldiers apparently also noticed the situation here and stopped.

The leading general dismounted from his horse and shouted.

"The Imperial Guard of the Forbidden City, Zhao Changsheng, the third regiment, is on duty again.

The idlers retreated quickly. "

General Zhao looked at the pair of soldiers on the street corner and smiled contemptuously.

These people did not bring out the flag of the Praetorian Guards when they were patrolling.

So it is normal for the other party not to let them go.

But the other party was different. They raised the Ma Zishuai flag high, and it was difficult for Zhao Changsheng not to recognize them first.

Originally, Ma Hulai's Azure Dragon Army was also under the jurisdiction of the Qing court.

Even if they, the imperial guards, did not meet them, they would not be so strong.

But it is different now. The night before yesterday, Lord Long Live was assassinated.

The Qinglong Army, whose base camp was on the outskirts of Jincheng, did not send a single soldier to reinforce it.

Their actions not only dissatisfied the Qing court, but also dissatisfied with the masters of the imperial guards who escorted many brothers and colleagues to death last night.

Now that Zhao Changsheng met someone from the Azure Dragon Legion, the unknown anger in his heart has long been on the rise.

How could it be possible to give them a good look?

"General Zhao, I'm really sorry, I was ordered by my Azure Dragon Army Marshal Ma to come to Zuixiang Tower to arrest the remaining assassins.

I'm afraid it's unavoidable. "

In the Qinglong Army, the general did not lose his momentum just because the opponent was the Imperial Guard from the Forbidden City.

Staring at Zhao Changsheng, he said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Oh? Interesting, this Zuixiang Tower has been engulfed in flames, so you come here to capture the remaining assassins.

May I ask if Ma Shuai asked you to come here to catch ghosts and go back to work for Long Live Lord? "

Zhao Changsheng sneered. In his opinion, this was Ma Hulai's attitude towards the assassination consciousness that day.

Take the No. [-] brothel in Jincheng that was reduced to ashes by the fire to prey on the remaining assassins.

In this way, even if the palace sent experts, it would be impossible to find any clues from the pile of ashes.

In the end, let this matter end without beginning and end like this, and Ma Hulai has fulfilled his duty as a courtier.

Nothing is lost, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Zhang Changsheng even doubted whether the fire in Zuixiang Tower was caused by these members of the Azure Dragon Legion.

"No, no, although the house is gone, who can guarantee that the remaining assassins must have been burned to death in the fire.