Zhu Lan is dead

Squinting his eyes and looking at the city gate not far away, just as his patience was gradually exhausted, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes coming from far to near.

His expression relaxed immediately, but he didn't forget his sense of proportion. It wasn't until Yu Changqi got off his horse that Lin Jiangzhuo saw clearly that there was a person being held hostage by his side from beginning to end.

Feeling overjoyed, he couldn't help walking forward, but Yu Changqi suddenly took a step back, "Lin Jiangzhuo..."

Lin Jiang paused, and looked at him, "What do you want to say, my lord?"

The rope that restrained the man in his hand has not been loosened, Yu Changqi said: "Remove the spine sealing needle, I will release him naturally."

"Of course it's easy to say, I've already sent someone to untie the spine-sealing needle for that little gentleman..."

Before he could finish his words, a long sword appeared in Yu Changqi's hand at some point, pointing at his neck, his voice was cold, "I want you to follow me personally."

"My lord, aren't you embarrassing me?" Lin Jiangzhuo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You know that my situation is urgent, and it would be difficult to escape if I miss this opportunity..."

His eyes fell on the person next to Yu Changqi, surrounded by the vast darkness, naturally he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but he couldn't see the person's reaction, so he couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart, suspecting that the other person was cheating.

"What's more, how do I know whether the prince is really as good as his promise, and if he promises me to hand him over, if he pretends to deceive me, it's hard to say."

"Then you might as well guess, is this person real or not?" Yu Changqi looked at him and sneered, and after finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed the person beside him towards him.

The latter stretched out his hand eager to catch it, but he didn't expect a cold light to brush across his neck, he was startled, and gathered strength in his hand to slash at the person who came.

"Yu Changqi, how dare you lie to me!"

Jin Yuanyi evaded the attack with a sneer, and Yu Changqi also flew towards him with a long sword in his hand, his clothes fluttering, and the cold light flashed away.

"Why should I take what a dishonest person says to be true?"

Lin Jiangzhuo dodged and dodged, and he was also very angry, "That's good, you just wait to collect the body for your family!"

The cold light gathered in his eyes, overflowing with dignified killing intent, Yu Changqi remained silent, but the long sword in his hand was like a cold soldier, stabbing at Lin Jiangzhuo's vitals, Jin Yuanyi didn't procrastinate, followed Siege and go up.

But not long after, there was a sudden rustling of vegetation around, and in an instant, pieces of black clothes rushed out with sharp weapons in hand.

"My lord, there is an ambush!" Just as Jin Yuanyi finished speaking, a sharp sword came towards him. Seeing that Lin Jiangzhuo was about to take the opportunity to escape, Yu Changqi didn't want to let it go and chased after him.

Not long after closing his eyes, Ye Fan could clearly feel an unusual aura emerging from his side.

The fingers hidden in the quilt tightened, and his body stiffened accordingly. As expected, before the hand touched the edge of his quilt, he jumped up in an instant.

Turning over and rolling to the side neatly, his eyes were hard to see things in the night, but he could clearly see the figure who was only a hundred feet away from him in the darkness.

The person who came seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that he was still awake, and after only a moment, he flew forward fiercely.

I dodged the man's attack, but I felt a little familiar. I hesitated for a moment, and the man on the opposite side got closer again, but he was unarmed, and he was so unarmed. Unavoidably, it was confusing.

"it's me."

The man spoke leisurely in the darkness, Ye Fan was stunned for a moment and then realized, "What are you doing here?"

Cuisheng stood up straight, and said in a soft voice, "Of course it's a conspiracy."

After all, he squatted down violently, and stretched out his hand to grab Ye Fan's ankles. The latter might as well, being pulled like this, he fell to the ground directly, but there was no expected pain.

There was no sound and no muffled sound. After being dizzy, Ye Fan realized that he was pulled into his arms by the man in front of him. Thinking of what this man did to him last time, he couldn't help but feel a chill. , just about to push him away, but his mouth was covered by him.

Cuisheng directly reached out to grab him and dragged him to hide under the bed. The wound on his back couldn't help but a sharp pain, but before he could resist, there was a sudden movement outside the room.

"..."

A few figures swayed on the thin window paper, the cold wind suddenly picked up at night, and the curtains in the room fluttered lightly, and a trace of blood began to spread in the tip of the nose. Ye Fan was startled, and when he realized that something was wrong, he stepped down A moment later, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The sound of footsteps coming in was almost non-existent, but the sharp knife close to the floor was reflected coldly by the light refracted outside the room. I knew in my heart that the coming was not good, but I didn't dare to act rashly.

Unlimited murderous intentions fluctuate wantonly at night, and there may be more than one person attacking at night, but many.

Naturally, my heart was jumping like a drum. Seeing the sharp knife getting closer and closer to them, sweat could not help oozing from the palm of my hand, thinking that it would be better to go out and fight to the death than to wait for death, but the smell of blood on the tip of the nose became heavier and heavier. .

Just when it was unavoidable, there was a scream outside the house, followed by a loud noise, and the fire began to spread all over the sky, and a little spark gradually devoured everything around it like flying fireflies. When the noise outside the house became louder and louder, the person who attacked at night with the knife slowly backed out.

The room was still silent, but it was bright as day when the fire outside began to illuminate it.

After those people really retreated, the hand that had been covering his mouth finally loosened. Ye Fan crawled out from under the bed cautiously, and couldn't help reaching out to give Cuisheng a hand.

But when he found that the latter didn't respond, he couldn't help but feel bad, and dragged Cuisheng out with all his strength. After a while, he realized that the man's face was pale, and the sleeve on his arm was soaked in a large area with blood.

"This... what's going on?"

Cuisheng opened his eyes with some difficulty, looked at him and said, "How do I know?"

"..."

What he said was true, the front yard of the Nanfeng Pavilion is a place for entertaining guests, and the back is a courtyard for sleeping. Now that the backyard is on fire, he got up at night to check it out. He was hacked with a knife.

Ye Fan held his arm, sealed the acupuncture point for him, then stretched out his hand and tore off a piece of cloth to wrap it around him, "Didn't you say you know martial arts, how could you still be hurt?"

Cuisheng smiled and said, his eyebrows and eyes became more and more beautiful under the reflection of the fire outside, "I didn't say that I have martial arts, you will be wrong."

"Then how do you..."

As if knowing what he wanted to ask, Cuisheng smiled and said: "You are injured, it is too easy to subdue you."

Ye Fan looked at him with black lines on his face. This look of indifference despite his injuries is really comparable to him, but just when he was about to drag this person up, Cuisheng's expression suddenly changed, and his consciousness When he was in danger, a cold light had already cut towards the back of his neck.

The sword light and blood shadow swung down sharply, Ye Fan had nowhere to hide, and in desperation, he picked up the celadon vase beside him and smashed it with all his strength.

It's just that he didn't expect that the man on the opposite side was so physically strong, the vase was shattered into pieces under the big knife, and suddenly exploded, the thin shirt on his body might as well be cut open, splashing out a streak of blood.

Ye Fan dragged Cuisheng to the side and tried to hide, but the person who came was a strong man who was nearly half his height, picked up the machete in his hand, and the furniture in the whole room was smashed to pieces in an instant.

The pain on the back seemed to be able to know the master's emotions. When he became more nervous, the pain became more and more violent, like sea water submerging him to the top. After turning over and hiding, the thin shirt on his body was soaked in cold sweat.

Ye Fan almost vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, but there was still a burden in his hand, that cold light killed with wind force, and half of the house had been turned into ruins.

The cold sweat on his forehead fell to the ground, Ye Fan grabbed Cuisheng and retreated to the side, but the latter smiled weakly and tugged at his sleeve, "Don't be brave, you can escape alone..."

"Shut up!" Ye Fan gasped and yelled angrily, the pain on his back deepened, piercing the darkness before his eyes, but he still stood still and refused to give up.

When the strong man attacked again, he charged forward directly. The strong man didn't seem to expect that he would meet him head-on, and his reaction was a little slow. After a pause, his jaw instantly tilted to one side, and his body uncontrollably stepped back a few steps.

Ye Fanji also backed away, kneeling on the ground a little bit unable to bear the strength, sweat was dripping from his forehead and hair, and the rough panting between his lips and teeth became more and more clear.

"Yeah, I just found out that you are so powerful..."

Someone behind him recklessly said such a sentence, but Ye Fanji felt that the arm that hit the jaw just now seemed to be broken, and the bones of his hand were also painful.

Stretching out his hand to wipe his sweat, the flames outside the house were almost soaring into the sky, and the heat waves seemed to roll towards them, but the strong man rushed forward again, and Ye Fan had no choice but to follow and meet them head-on.

The tile in his hand slashed at the strong man's stomach, but the latter seemed to have no reaction, and directly punched his entire lower abdomen with his hand.

"……Uh!"

A mouthful of blood was choked out of his mouth, and before the pain could respond, the strong man bent his knees and pushed towards him again, but the expected pain did not come, and Ye Fan was thrown out, only to see Cuisheng's hand. A broken chair leg ruthlessly pierced into the strong man's chest.

With a fierce scream and a punch, Cuisheng was thrown backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

And the screams kept echoing in the room, and Ye Fan's heart went numb when he heard the screams and rage mixed with the flames outside the house, but not long after, there was a muffled sound, and the strong man also fell to the ground.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ye Fan immediately got up and rushed towards Cuisheng, who was almost stuck on the ground and couldn't move.

The handsome face was distorted in pain, "It's okay, why is it okay, it hurts..." He then took a breath, Ye Fan wiped his chest several times, but his face suddenly changed, and then he dragged him up without saying a word. I'm leaving.

Cuisheng seemed to know something, he still smiled and said, "How many are broken?"

Ye Fan dragged him out of the door with a cold face, and couldn't help cursing, "Are you an idiot? I didn't know where to hide when I hit you. Why didn't I kill you when I hit you on the ribs!"

Cuisheng let him drag him, as if he had lost his strength, just lay on his shoulder, looked at his side face, and chuckled, "You are so pretty..."

"..."

The body suddenly lost its support, Cuisheng might as well fall heavily on the ground, he couldn't restrain the pain for a while, and endured a few words without hurting Ye Fan, only to find that the latter's expression was completely stunned.

He followed and looked, only to find that the flames not far from them had almost reached their feet, and the attic where they were located, the downstairs had been burned by the fire and almost collapsed, the supporting wall pillars began to make clear cracking sounds, and the flames burned more Wang, almost surrounded them.

But the surroundings were terribly quiet, the screams just now had completely subsided, the courtyard was in a mess, and there were bloodstains remaining on the cold bluestone slab.

The heat waves smoked over the top of the head, emitting thick black smoke, and the sound of clear footsteps gradually came from the corridor beside him, undisguised, so upright.

Ye Fan turned his head to look a few times, only to find that the men in black who had been lurking on the roof all jumped down and surrounded them step by step.

Suddenly looked at Cuisheng with a miserable smile, "Do you think we will die here?"

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Going to hang up (>_<)