Queen's Detective

A bench flew out, hitting the leg kicked by the man in black, and the bench was kicked in half, Xiaoer covered his face and screamed, "Ah!"

Li Yan smiled, "I didn't kick you again, what's your name?"

He grabbed his back collar and threw it to a safe place. At this time, the man in black struck with his long sword. He slapped the table next to him with one hand, and the whole person turned over the table, folding the fan. It slipped out of the cuff, and hit another man in black neatly on the neck.

At this time, Yan Sanbai happened to be back to back with him, and the two of them exchanged positions tacitly. Yan Sanbai stabbed out with a long knife in his hand, and instantly reached the man in black who was chasing Li Yan.

Looking at it alone, I feel that I am superfluous at all, and I don't even need help.So he took a few steps back to protect the rest of the guests.

But at this moment, Yan Sanbai suddenly said, "Be careful!"

Surrounded by ordinary guests, it is impossible for a single person to discern where the danger comes from.However, he was already vigilant in his heart, and when the danger was approaching, he still felt a little bit, and he suddenly dodged to the side, and he didn't care if his waist hit the railing.

He stared wide-eyed, and saw a jasper hairpin brushing past his nose, and the person holding the hairpin was an old woman who looked weak just now.

However, the crisis is far from over.

Ling Ding felt a shock behind his intuition, and he didn't care too much. He kicked the old woman's wrist and kicked the jasper hairpin away. Then he threw himself on the stairs behind the railing and rolled down.

Rows of throwing knives and concealed weapons gnawed towards him, and he ran to a table alone enduring the pain, and used the table to block.

The unknown danger is the most terrifying, he has no idea how many enemies are hidden in this inn.

How to do?

Suddenly, the three-stringed cymbal sounded, drifting in faintly from outside the inn, but it was very hasty, and there was an unexpected killing.Ling Ding was overjoyed that Su Ran had returned.

"This technique is somewhat familiar." Yan Sanbai frowned, and stood side by side with Li Yan on the table, while the two men in black stood on both sides, looking at them covetously.He couldn't help asking: "Can you tell the two of them apart?"

Li Yan took a closer look and discovered the mystery, "No."

Although the two people were both covered in black clothes, after the fight, the wounds they suffered were different, and their auras would be different, but the two people in front of them were exactly the same.

Combined with the mechanism just now, Yan Sanbai already had a clear answer in his heart, "It's the hidden guard."

As soon as the word 'dark guard' was spoken, the aura of the two men in black suddenly changed subtly, becoming murderous and restrained.The old woman wearing the jade hairpin also gave up on being alone, took a step forward, clasped her fists, and said in a manly voice, "I have seen the leader."

The two men in black also folded their fists and lowered their heads, "I've met the leader."

The sanxian outside the house stopped suddenly.

Yan Sanbai stood on the table condescendingly, as if he had returned to the past for a moment.

but.

"The dark guards are gone, I am no longer your leader." Yan Sanbai didn't show any emotion on his face.

Someone in the crowd belatedly realized what the hidden guard was, and immediately showed panic and commotion.The old woman raised her hand casually, and a row of hidden weapons was nailed in front of them, "Shut up if you don't want to die."

Everyone was silent at once, and those with clear minds could not help guessing the true identities of Yan Sanbai and Li Yan, and the horror in their hearts was far greater than the fear—the first hero to explore Yan Sanbai, a hero who is praised by everyone in the world The soldier turned out to be Luo Sha, the former commander of the hidden guards, how shocking this is!

And his face is as young as Luoyang King, is it a human skin mask? !

But the hidden guard didn't care what others thought, and still only stared at Yan Sanbai, "As long as the leader says a word, the dark guard will never leave."

"I didn't know that I still have such a place in your hearts. I also didn't know that one day the sword of the hidden guard would be aimed at my master." Yan Sanbai's eyes were cold, and he stepped forward to stand in front of Li Yan.The invisible coercion was released from him, which made people feel that he was really a Rakshasa.

The old woman glanced at Li Yan, "If you are talking about His Excellency the King of Luoyang, then I can tell you that we don't need a master who will drive us all to death. Have you forgotten who ordered you to be killed more than ten years ago? Forcing you to jump down Luoyang Valley. We are enough of the lackeys of the Li family."

Asuka's best bow is hidden, this is almost the predetermined destiny of every generation of an organization like the Dark Guard.Whether it was Luo Sha who was "executed" first, or the rest of the hidden guards who were secretly cleaned up after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, almost none of them could escape.

Yan Sanbai clearly knew the hatred in their hearts, but, "You and I have never been of the same mind, so why talk about rebuilding the hidden guards."

"But those who live in the darkness do not belong to the light. What you pursue, leader, is wrong. You should have been with us."

Yan Sanbai pressed down with the tip of his knife, his eyes were like a cold night, his tone was cold, and the expression on his face remained calm, "The way is different, so we don't conspire with each other."

The old woman's eyes also became colder, and her voice was low and low, as if she was coming from Jiuyou, "In this case, the only way is for the leader and His Excellency the King of Luoyang to return to ashes and ashes to ashes together."

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath, the fight between the dark guards was beyond their ability to bear.A child cried out with a drawn out voice, but was quickly covered by the parents behind him, full of fear.

The fight was about to break out, and the fan in Li Yan's hand had been replaced with cold iron bones. Looking at the old woman, he said, "Leave this person to me."

"Okay." Yan Sanbai paused, then stepped aside.

With a faint smile on the corner of Li Yan's mouth, and sharp slender Danfeng eyes, he waved casually and recklessly, "Come on, let me see and see, why do you let me ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

The clear and clear voice gradually turned into a low voice, and even without the flamboyant red clothes, the demeanor of the King of Luoyang would still frighten others.The eyes of the people quietly huddled on the other side of the inn couldn't help but shine brightly, that was their prince, and he should be so unparalleled in the world.

And the next moment, the two groups of people who suddenly started fighting were indistinguishable, and everyone saw the cold iron fan open and close in Li Yan's hand, shining with silver light, so dazzling.

The sanxian sounded again, and the people watching seemed to have the feeling of watching an opera under the stage. The gongs and drums on the stage were noisy, to see whose soul was lightly covered by the folding fan, and whose soul was touched by the light toe .

A knife is a knife for killing people.

Rakshasa, who took off his mask and exposed himself to the world, created a delicate balance between Xia Tan and Shura.Those are not his real name, he is him, so there is no need to explain more.

Those fierce and fierce killing moves have been condensed in his blood, and the sins that have been stained have not been washed away, but he still has a heart for the light. He found the way from the madman Chu, and saw hope in those young people. I am also willing to believe that God has love.

He believes in cause and effect, doesn't blame heaven or others, and just be himself.

The two men in black who were stopped by him alone became more and more frightened. They thought that Yan Sanbai's current appearance had long since lost the sharpness of the past. More patterns, but no longer sharp.Just looking at that gentle and refined appearance, I can't even imagine his appearance as a murderer.

However, after the fight, they found that they were wrong.

The knife is still the same knife, still sharp, but it seems to be dusty, dazzlingly bright.

Like a traitor, he had stood in the same place, but he walked a different path alone.

Even more, I want to erase his existence entirely.

Yan Sanbai was the former leader of the dark guards, and he was very clear about the dark guards' behavior.Today's interception can never be so simple.There must be, there must be something behind.

Thinking of this, the sanxian outside the house suddenly became anxious, and the originally simple melody was played with the meaning of thousands of horses and horses, which shocked Yan Sanbai's heart, and his inner strength seemed to burst out from his body.

Su Ran's phantom sound fingering must have been intercepted by someone outside.

Yan Sanbai jumped onto the railing on the second floor, looking around, the ordinary guests in the inn were not affected at all because they had no internal energy.

However, there are always exceptions.

Even though they forcibly suppressed the shock in their chests, those subtle expressions couldn't fool Yan Sanbai's old and hot eyes.These people are like dormant poisonous snakes, they don't know when they will jump out and bite you.

Yan Sanbai jumped down, and was about to pull him out, but at this moment, the people in the crowd knew that they couldn't hide anymore, and took the lead in attacking him.Blowing arrows shot out of his mouth, stabbing straight at the lantern hanging on the lobby.

Yan Sanbai secretly thought something was wrong, and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

With a sound of "bang--", the smoke filled the air, Yan Sanbai choked on his mouth, looked around, but couldn't see the three steps in front of him clearly.

"Qinghe!" Yan Sanbai called out.

"Here." Li Yan moved up and down to his side with precision, but before he could stand still, he caught a glimpse of a cold light from the corner of his eye, and quickly pulled Yan Sanbai, swinging out the silver-white fan bone, "clang, clang, clang" All hidden weapons are blocked.

But even so, there was still a hidden weapon that slipped through the net, leaving a bloodstain on Li Yan's face.

Yan Sanbai also became vigilant, looked up, "Let's go out first."

The two broke through the roof, and almost at the moment they saw the sun again, the sound of swords clashing sounded.

These people are no longer just the original dark guards. I am afraid that Mr. Mei has rebuilt another one with the surviving dark guards as the core.

However, counterfeit goods, how can they stop the Yanling Saber.

Yan Sanbai took a step forward, his ghostly figure swayed past one person in an instant, the wild goose feather knife came out horizontally, gently wiped a person's neck, turned around, stabbed back, everything was like flowing water, the blade was not stained by blood.

But Li Yan is more wild, the fan is not long enough, it doesn't matter, he has long legs.When that leg goes down, your breastbone will be smashed.

Not long after, footsteps came from the end of the long street, fast and orderly.

When people arrived, Li Yan kicked down a man in black in front of him, stood at the corner of the eaves, wiped the bloody scars on his face, looked down and said, "You guys are late."

"My lord, forgive me!" The person who came was the local city defense officer. Hearing this, he immediately pleaded guilty, and then turned around and shouted: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and catch the assassin!"

The officers and soldiers surrounded the inn in a hurry, and a large group of people rushed in, and they turned their backs for a while.

Yan Sanbai panted slightly, and glanced around.The dark guard ran very fast, just like before, and there was basically no possibility of being caught, unless he had turned into a dead body.

Or maybe they didn't intend to kill people.

Yan Sanbai suddenly turned around, still holding the knife in his hand, and looked down at the densely packed crowd of people in the neighborhood below.

He stood under the bright sun, exposed to the eyes of the world.

"Raksha! He is Raksha!"

A thunderclap brought rain at night.

The voices of people suddenly burst out from all around, just like the noisy battlefield in those days.Yan Sanbai stood alone in the center of the battlefield, looking at those sword-like gazes, silent as a rock.

Restrain yourself from stepping back, don't let your head down, as long as this is enough.

Suddenly, someone came to him.

The man held his hand, which was sweaty and bloody.When he looked back, his eyebrows and eyes were still the same, so high-spirited, and when he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of charm.

"Let's go." He jumped off the roof with him, and the people around him automatically parted ways.Ling Ding and Su Ran stepped out of the crowd and followed them, following them firmly.

The man just held his hand like this, walking firmly and proudly on the road that gave way.

There are children crying on the side of the road, probably because their parents often scare them with stories about the great devil Rakshasa at night.

Some people in the crowd are questioning and others are making noise, probably because they think Rakshasa is disgusting.

However, Yan Sanbai felt that all of these were not so important.

No matter whether it is the praise of the whole world or the crusade of the people, as long as Li Yan is still there, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth slowly smeared with a smile.

The people on the side of the road also saw that smile, and they all lost their voices for a while.

The big devil... Rakshasa?

Or is it Xia Tan Yan Sanbai?

They couldn't tell the difference either.

But that smile seems to bloom in their hearts, like the little white flowers that can be seen everywhere in the rice paddies, very shallow and faint, but it makes people feel very nostalgic, and a little bit, distressed.