The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

The carriage drove along the muddy mountain road, rolled up the muddy water, and slowly disappeared under the rain.

Jiang Lingyi propped her chin lazily, leaning against the window, listening to the crisp crackling sound of raindrops falling on the wood.

"Master, we are here."

Hairpin's voice came from outside, her shoulders were already wet, she opened the curtain, her face was full of solemnity.

"There is bound to be blood ahead, master stay here and wait..."

"No, I'm going in person."

Jiang Lingyi wore a half-mask on her face, Xing Ai had someone cast it for her specially, with a pure white background, interlaced gold and silver patterns, and a thumb-sized faceted ruby ​​embellished between her eyebrows, painted in the shape of the divine bird Suzaku.

At this time, she was wearing a pale gown with a round neck and narrow sleeves, jade around her waist, and black hair in a high bun.

Hairpin Xing was somewhat hesitant.

"Master, a sword has no eyes."

But Jiang Lingyi didn't listen, she walked out of the carriage sideways, sat cross-legged, looked at the heavy rain in the forest, and muttered to herself.

"It's clear that I have come a day earlier, why..."

The last few words were pressed extremely low, so low that even with such good ears as Zan Xing, I couldn't hear them clearly.

"The master will stay in the carriage later, don't run around."

Seeing that she insisted on going, Zan Xing didn't say anything to stop her, she turned around and returned to the driving position, flicking the short whip in her hand.

The neighing of the fierce horse resounded through the sky.

The sound of the collision of knives and guns was also getting closer.

"Major General!"

The guard with the wound on his shoulder pushed the man out forcefully, he opened his mouth, and the blood mixed with the rain rushed into his mouth, but he didn't care about it all.

"Go, go!"

The man was holding a long sword and his face was pale. He had not healed from a serious injury, and now he had a new injury, but in front of him, there were already too many people crowded around him.

Hundreds of people ambushed outside the suburbs of Beijing, just for him.

Xu Guanlan clenched the sword in his hand, but the old disease in his heart was so painful that he couldn't stand up straight. The sword was wrapped in the sound of rain, and a strong murderous intent came over his face. At this moment, the sound of horseshoes gradually approached .

"someone is coming!"

The guards were overjoyed, there was too much difference in their numbers, even though they had excellent skills, they couldn't stand up to such a wheel-to-wheel battle.

In just a few rounds, they already had multiple stab wounds on their bodies, but before they finished their joy, the lonely carriage slowly broke into everyone's sight.

There were two people sitting in the carriage, one was a guard in a black robe, and the other was a young man in a pale round-neck robe, wearing a bitch's mask, and he was wearing a youthful flair.

The guards' eyes were darkened, and their hearts were filled with despair.

"Major General, the brothers are desperately trying to fight a way for you, you go...you go and snatch the horse, run away..."

Seeing that the brothers around him were about to lose their hold, the guard stared anxiously, his eyes were determined, while the other killers seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

"Han Xing, call someone."

Looking at the weak and weak people among the hundreds, Jiang Lingyi sighed quietly, and the hairpin star beside him immediately put his hand to his mouth, and the long whistle rang through the rain.

"Kill them, they're calling for someone!" The leader of the killer standing at the back shouted sharply as if he had noticed something.

At this time, some black-clothed killers had already rushed towards the carriage.

However, at the next moment, the birds in the forest startled, and the thunderous sound of horseshoes came from all directions. Zan Xing drew out the long sword at his waist, cut five times and two times, and pierced the killer's heart with a single blow.