Proudly follow your heart

On the official road, the wheels sank into a deep pit, Xiao Hu got out of the carriage, and asked sharply, a dozen figures in front of him looked like ghosts in the dark night.

Of course, a good official road will not have an extra hole for no reason, let alone pave the deep hole with straw and stones. Fortunately, the trap will not sink the entire carriage, only half of the body is tilted.

Even so, the trap had already been set, and it was not just a pothole on the road. After the carriage fell, boulders rolled down from the cliff beside the road, and the horse neighed instantly, and everyone galloped to avoid it.

Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao supported the window frame and sat firmly, frowning. No one would be happy in this situation.

"He's from Huangde again?" Nangong Cangao guessed to himself, then raised his eyebrows, denying this possibility, "No, it's not."

Jun Zhanran nodded, "The war between Beijiang and Xia Kingdom has started, and it is no longer the original small fight. At this time, Huangde should have no time to worry about it." What's more, there are such rumors, if he is the fourth prince of Xia Kingdom Once his identity is made public, it will be of no benefit to Huang De, and at this cusp, he will definitely not arouse suspicion from others.

After closing his open clothes, Jun Zhanran didn't want to speculate anymore.

Outside the carriage, Yinjiu, Wen Rufeng and the others have been traveling the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they are very calm in dealing with accidents. They still don't know who the enemy is, and no one acts impulsively. After drinking, they all drew their weapons and guarded around the carriage Jun Zhanran was riding in.

As soon as a dozen men in black appeared, one of them made a gesture, and the black shadows dispersed in unison, and surrounded Jun Zhanran's carriage in all directions.

"Who is here? Do you know whose carriage is being stopped?!" Xiao Hu asked sharply, the "Ghost Cry" in his hand flashed coldly.

"You are the ones looking for! Xia Guo's thieves!" The masked man in black sneered, and didn't say much else.

There was a boulder rolling down the mountain, and of course someone did it. The boulder was pushed down not to kill people, but to block the way.

The way out was blocked, neither carriages nor horses could pass through, and both the enemy and us were trapped on the official road surrounded by huge boulders. In the night, the sky was full of dust, and the moonlight was covered by flying sand and stones. In the dark, the two sides started to fight.

The clash of swords shattered the silence in the night, except for a carriage that did not see any movement.

This carriage was at the center of the battle, and that was the purpose of this group of men in black. The men in black who came down from the cliff also joined the battle. They all knew clearly that the person in the carriage was the real target of this trip. When they started, everyone approached the carriage.

Xiao Hu and Yin Jiu were not allowed to approach because of their responsibilities, but neither Jun Zhanran nor Nangong Cang Ao got out of the car.

The quieter the carriage is, the more the attackers dare not take it lightly. This is just an ordinary carriage, even though it is made of copper wood, it is extremely strong, and it is equipped with the first-class war horse produced by Lin Nan. It was still an ordinary carriage.

What's different is the people in the car, they have to be feared, the owner of the fog building has unparalleled ghost hands, no one can match the ability to use poison, the Yingshuai is in charge of the Yingxiao League, and the sun-shielding knife in his hand is unmatched...

The cold wind blew the curtains of the car, sending out a dangerous atmosphere, and a cold human voice came out, "It's time for you to do it."

"Remember to leave someone alive so that we can ask questions." Someone added another sentence, saying it lightly.

As soon as Jun Zhanran opened his mouth, Xiao Hu could tell who he was talking to, he smiled, and this smile sent chills down the spine.

"Follow the order." The two words without ups and downs sounded in the air, and a group of men in black appeared in front of them out of thin air just like these two words.

The shadow guards were originally Xia Guo's dark guards, and now there are only ten of the 12 people in this mysterious name. They have never forgotten why the other two died, and they have never forgotten what Xia Guo taught them. The most proficient thing--

kill.

There was no shadow of the sword, only the light of blood, the cold front slashed, bringing the cold rusty smell of the cold winter, and pouring into the nasal cavity together with the biting air, everyone's breath was full of evil spirits.

There are only ten shadow guards, but all of them were trained by the royal family of Xia Kingdom, the elite of the elite.

They are different from ordinary killers, and even more different from bandits in the Jianghu. They only have killer moves when they make a move, and their moves are extremely exquisite, which can be called lore.

It seems that they intend to show their value in front of Jun Zhanran, Nangong Cangao glanced in the car, "This deal is not wrong, let's see what they do..."

"There are countless martial arts secrets in the palace, and there are countless masters who have been recruited with a lot of money. Any secret guard in the big inner circle can stand shoulder to shoulder with the famous martial arts masters. What's more, they used to be killers of Xuanzi, ranking high, which shows that They never missed a shot." Jun Zhanran knew all about the affairs in Xiaguo Palace.

"Who said he never missed a shot." Nangong Cangao looked at Jun Zhanran, meaning something.

Jun Zhanran hooked the corner of his mouth, the carriage tilted slightly, he still sat peacefully, raised his eyes to look out of the window, "Being planted in my hands is better than dying in Huang De's hands."

The fierce battle outside the car was in full swing, and there were at least [-] or [-] attackers, but they couldn't compare with the hundreds of people in Jun Zhanran's convoy. Knowing the huge difference in numbers, they didn't immediately retreat, but struggled hard, not knowing what to expect. What, or another purpose.

Nangong Cangao sat in the car, but he never ignored the battle outside the car. After watching for a while, his eagle eyes flickered, and Jun Zhanran knew he had discovered something at the first sight, "Why? What's weird?"

"There is a huge gap between the enemy and us. No matter who the opponent is, if we want to get rid of us with these people, it is undoubtedly a dream. Everyone knows that it is impossible." What Nangong Cangao said is not a big talk, and he is not exaggerating at all.

"That has another purpose." As Nangong Cangao looked out, Jun Zhanran saw that Xiao Hu was wiping the "Ghost Cry" in his hand, and the other party was not their opponent at all.

"Knowing that you are invincible, you still come here to die. If you say there is nothing weird about it..." Convinced that there is something else wrong with it, Nangong Cang Ao sneered, and he was going to go down to have a look, "Are you coming or not?"

"It's enough to have you as an eagle commander who knows everything, and I'm not needed." Even so, Jun Zhanran got out of the car with him.

The cold wind hits his face, unlike the warmth in the car, the cold wind blows on his face like a knife cut, Jun Zhan is certainly not Nangong Cangao, he has solved major cases and arrested giant owls, but his observation skills are not weak at all. When they got out of the carriage, they noticed that several eyes were cast on them.

The feeling that something was wrong was even stronger. Suddenly, an object was thrown from the crowd. Hearing the sound of it piercing through the air, it didn't look like a sharp weapon. Jun Zhanran caught it in his palm.

"Be careful." Nangong Cang Ao reminded.

"It doesn't matter." He touched something in his hand, which looked like a paper bag. Looking closely under the moonlight, it was indeed a paper bag. It was ordinary and nothing unusual. It seemed to contain some powdery things.

The slightly whitish powder had a reddish sheen in the dark, and when a gust of wind came out, some of it was scattered, and Jun Zhanran's expression changed suddenly.

"What?" Seeing his strange expression, Nangong Cangao leaned forward, Jun Zhanran quickly squeezed his hand, and immediately squeezed the paper bag again, "Don't come close!"

He had never told him so harshly to stay away, even when they first met, Nangong Cang Ao sensed something was wrong, and his face darkened immediately, "What's going on? What is this thing? It's highly poisonous?"

"Did you smell anything just now?" Jun Zhan didn't answer, his expression became tense, and his other free hand grabbed Nangong Cangao's lapel, "Tell me quickly, do you smell anything? !"

There was fear in his eyes.

Nangong Cangao was surprised, the person in front of him was not other people, but Jun Zhanran who always took it indifferently and seemed indifferent to everything in the world. He had never turned pale with shock, let alone such an expression.

"I only smell blood. With so many dead people, I can smell nothing but blood." Nangong Cangao held the hand on the lapel of his clothes, "Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? Could it be that this poison..."

"This poison shouldn't be in this world. I thought it had never been produced before." Jun Zhanran frowned, clutching the powder tightly in his hand, "It's poison, it can burn people's internal organs and cause extreme pain. Afterwards, however, it can also make people feel refreshed, clear-eyed, and quick-thinking..."

"It seems that it's not all bad." Nangong Cangao tried to ease his emotions, but it had the opposite effect. Jun Zhanran's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said sharply: "If there are only good things, how can it be called poisonous? Once poisoned , I can’t leave it for a moment, it will be addictive, people are neither human nor ghost, until the internal organs fester and die!”

The poison was so overbearing, Nangong Cangao realized why Jun Zhanran was so nervous.

"You promise, you haven't smelled any strange fragrance?!" He stared at Nangong Cang Ao closely, his heartbeat suddenly became violent, and the hands that were holding onto his skirt were tightened tightly.

Seeing that Nangong Cang Ao didn't answer, Jun Zhanran's face was almost distorted, "Damn it! Tell me!"

The low growl alarmed the other people around. The battle with a disparate number of people was over, and only the corpse was left on the ground, leaving one alive, which was caught by Yin Dove. Everyone asked and looked at the location of the two.

He was afraid that he would accidentally inhale the poisonous powder.Nangong Cangao saw the fear and worry in Jun Zhanran's eyes, "Of course not."

He folded his arms, trying to calm his emotions.

The cold wind blew Jun Zhanran's clothes, and also rolled up his hair, revealing his side face under the black hair, which was as white as a ghost, staring at Nangong Cangao with a pair of dark eyes for a long time, "don't touch I!"

He avoided Nangong Cang Ao's embrace, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, wrapped the paper in his hand to make an extremely small hole, aimed at the mouth of the bottle, and carefully sprinkled the powder inside.

Xiao Hu has never seen their landlord be so careful and careful with the poison in his hands. He has been playing with those things that people avoid and fear, and it has long been as common as dressing and eating. Any poison in front of Jun Zhanran, It should be no different from dust.

Now that he is so serious about it, it can be seen that this thing is not unusual.

Just as Jun Zhanran put away the porcelain vase, a sound of horseshoes came galloping from far to near, and soon, the torches illuminated the night sky.

The people who came were the officers and soldiers of Lin Nan Kingdom, the number of them was unknown, at a glance, they could only see a flaming red, and the sound of hooves was loud, and they stopped in front of them.

"Come on! It's them! Take them down quickly!" The sky was illuminated, and in the red light, the general on the horse pointed at Jun Zhanran and his party.

"The poison on the king's body is extremely poisonous, and you must be inseparable from it!" The visitor roared loudly, "Who else in the world can poison people without knowing it? It must be you who poisoned people while entering the palace, ghost Hand Wushuang Jun Zhanran! How dare you murder my king!"

Nangong Cang Ao narrowed his eyes, and together with Jun Zhanran, he remembered the porcelain vase that he put into his arms just now.