Datang: Signed in for Seven Years and Was Exposed by Empress Changsun

It is definitely not worth the loss to go to war with them without weapons.

The only way to survive is to escape.

So Fan Xingjing endured the humiliation and ordered the soldiers to flee.

Fan Yang Lu's clan soldiers had already been killed to the point of tearing their hearts apart.

But there are strict family rules: the high-level can't leave easily unless they give an order to leave.

Otherwise, the family rules will deal with it.

That's why he bit the bullet and started fighting with the masked man.

But...it's really hard.

Fighting with sticks and long knives, it may hurt to hit someone else with a stick.

But the masked man's slashing to himself and others was not a serious injury, or death.

In such a battle, there is no victory at all.

After hearing Fan Xingjing's retreat order, Fan Yang's only surviving soldiers of Lu's family panicked and fled in all directions.

No longer love to fight!

"Can you escape?"

The masked man in black snorted coldly, and ordered the masked man on the horse to chase him out.

And he himself, still standing on the ground without getting on his horse, walked towards Fan Xingjing step by step.

"You...you...what are you going to do?"

Fan Xingjing was so frightened that his face lost any color.

He stepped back step by step, trying to escape from here.

However, at his age, he had already stepped into the coffin, so how could he escape?

After only a few steps, he was grabbed by the masked man in black and picked up by the way.

"Let... be presumptuous!"

"I, I am a senior member of Fan Yang Lu's family."

"You... If you kill me, you and your family will die badly."

Fan Xingjing was frightened half to death, and stammered.

Right now, he is still thinking about bringing out the Fan Yang Lu family that he is proud of to stand in front of him.

"Didn't I say I was afraid of Fan Yang Lu?"

"So I'm going to kill you all, so as not to be avenged by you."

The leader of the masked man laughed and threw Fan Xingjing back into a pool of blood.

At this time, hundreds of corpses were lying on the ground at the gate of Li's mansion.

There is blood everywhere here, with a strong smell of blood, and there is a scene like purgatory on earth.

"I, I, I, I won't take revenge, I won't take revenge."

"I, I didn't see you, and I can't take revenge, right?"

"Strong man, strong man, I was wrong this time, can you let me live?"

Fan Xingjing no longer had the pride he had just now, only begging for mercy like a pug.

He was thrown to the ground and backed away begging for mercy.

Finally, he bumped into the corpse of his fellow clansman, screaming in fright.

"Looks like it is."

"My boss said that God has the virtue of good life, so I will... send you on your way, remember to be a good person in your next life..."

The leader of the masked man patted his head, looking suddenly enlightened.

He came to Fan Xingjing and talked to himself.

These words made Fan Xingjing heave a sigh of relief.

Just when he was thinking about saying thank you, the leader of the masked man cut him off with a single knife.

Gan...... It is said that God has the virtue of good life?

These words flashed through Fan Xingjing's mind for the last time, and he died like this forever.

He fell in a pool of blood, and lost his life forever with these soldiers of the Fan Yang Lu family.

The leader of the masked man shook off the blood from the knife in his hand, turned on his horse and left the way he had come.

He didn't continue to chase those fleeing clan soldiers, but returned the same way.

The people of Chang'an City who were hiding in the distance to watch the theater finally had the courage to come out.

Looking at the hundreds of corpses on the ground, they felt cold from their feet to their heads.