Struggle History of the Reborn Son

Xu Jingxuan pulled Xiao Shifeng and happily crowded towards the center of the crowd. On the main street of Kunyue City, gongs and drums shook the sky, and the sound of crackling firecrackers could be heard endlessly. Order was maintained on the street, so the scene was fairly organized.

I saw 99 strong and strong men, in the cold early spring, wearing bright red jackets with white edges, showing their strong muscles, wearing head scarves specially designed for dragon dancers, holding the dragon dance pole with their strong hands, dancing like dragons and tigers .In the position of the dragon head, a young man of eight or nine was sitting on his shoulders by the strongest and most powerful middle-aged man, dancing the dragon head.In front of the dragon head, there is also a young boy, leading the dragon ball and leading the dragon to sit in various dazzling and wonderful movements.

Behind the dragon dance team, followed the circus juggling troupe, monkey dancers, lion dancers, flame-breathing dancers, and even costumed clowns. The lively team stretched for several miles.

It was the first time for Xu Jingxuan to watch such a lively scene, and he was dazzled. Gradually, he became more youthful, and clapped his hands incessantly. It was Li Lin and Chen Ping who had been following them.

The night fell silently, the dragon dancers were exhausted, and they were about to change to another group of people to continue, and the lanterns on the street were gradually lit up. As the night deepened, the number of people on the road did not decrease but increased. At that time, the first fireworks over Kunyue City bloomed, and the excitement of solar terms on the first day of the new year was pushed to a climax in an instant.

Girls and children who seldom see fireworks stopped, looked up at the bright fireworks in the sky, and praised in amazement: "Look, what a beautiful firework..."

The eyes of the crowd, attracted by the splendor of the dark night sky, turned to the beautiful fireworks.

The assassination came so suddenly that people were caught off guard.

Xiao Shifeng stood beside Xu Jingxuan all the time, when the blade in the darkness quietly stabbed Xu Jingxuan, he was the first to react, but he only had time to pull Xu Jingxuan away, and blocked Xu Jingxuan's fatal knife with his arm by dislocation.

"There are assassins, Li Lin!"

Among the noisy crowd, Xiao Shifeng's loud cries for help were ruthlessly drowned out, and the fireworks in the sky were still in full bloom. Even if he wanted to send a signal for people to come to rescue, it would probably be covered by the fireworks.

Xiao Shifeng's heart skipped a beat, he was keenly aware that many people around who were just dressed up as ordinary people suddenly showed fierce eyes and approached them silently.

Xiao Shifeng carefully guarded Xu Jingxuan behind him, quietly handed him a small dagger, and said: "Be careful later, stay by my side, you know?"

"Okay." Xu Jingxuan quickly understood their situation, and what he could do was try not to hold Xiao Shifeng back.As long as they persist in the first wave of assassinations, Li Lin and Chen Ping will soon notice if there is a commotion in the crowd.

The two stood back to back, guarding against those around them who might attack them at any time.

The assassins were very smart and cautious. They knew that they could not attract people's attention, so they killed them silently in the dim crowd.

After a silent and brief confrontation, Xiao Shifeng quickly made a move. He suddenly and vigorously pushed the crowd down in one direction. On the umbrella shop, in an instant, flames soared into the sky...

"It's on fire... it's on fire..."

The crowd became restless and panicked, moving quickly and becoming chaotic.

Seeing that the assassin could not kill the two silently, his eyes turned hard and he stopped hiding. In the sea of ​​flames, countless sword lights stabbed at Xiao Shifeng and Xu Jingxuan. The surrounding crowd quickly sensed the abnormality and quickly evacuated, blocking some of the assassins. It also made room for the rest of the assassins, and Li Lin and Chen Pingzai were able to gather around Xiao Shifeng and Xu Jingxuan.

In an instant, the two sides confronted each other, and the assassins had already covered their faces. Judging by the situation, there were more than a hundred people.

"Break out from the southeast and escape!"

Outnumbered and outnumbered, and with a wounded number, Xiao Shifeng quickly understood the situation, and gave orders to several people in a deep voice.

Li Lin had already drawn out his treasured sword, and said solemnly: "Your Highness the Eighth Highness, please take Mr. Xu with you when you have the opportunity."

Chen Ping's face was heavy, and he quickly took out a flame bomb from his arms, aimed at the right moment, pulled it away and threw it into the air, only to see the gap between the colorful fireworks blooming, and a bright and dazzling purple light illuminated the entire sky above Kunyue City .

"Deacon Chen, what a signal flare, someday I will give my brother a few..."

Li Lin raised his foot to kick an assassin away, and at the same time cut the man's neck with a knife, and turned his head to show Chen Ping a flattering smile. The key to smoke is its dazzling colors. Li Lin, who is proficient in gunpowder research, is very greedy.

"Leave alive." Chen Ping pierced the assassin's heart with a sword, bringing out a streak of blood.

Xiao Shifeng protected Xu Jingxuan, and under the sprint of Li Lin and Chen Ping, he tried to kill the blood from the southeast. Maybe the assassins knew that they had sent out a distress signal, so they attacked more fiercely. They were only four people, and they were soon besieged You can only protect yourself.

After a stick of incense, Li Lin and Chen Ping were out of breath, and Xiao Shifeng was not much better. In order to protect Xu Jingxuan, he had many small wounds on his body.

As for Xu Jingxuan, although he was protected by Xiao Shifeng, he was assassinated many times, and he had to do it several times, which had already involved the wound, and the wound on his chest seemed to have a tendency to split open. Worry.

When they were exhausted, the assassins seemed to be endless. Li Lin and Chen Ping suffered more and more injuries, and Xiao Shifeng could barely protect Xu Jingxuan. , two of the assassins saw the opportunity and stabbed Xu Jingxuan with all their strength...

"Take your life!"

At that moment, Xu Jingxuan seemed to see the god of death reaching out to him again, and he closed his eyes weakly.

It was at the moment when he himself was doomed, his body was suddenly taken lightly by someone, and there were two deadly painful wailing sounds from behind, and then, a familiar voice sounded.

"Ah Xuan, it's wrong to sneak out, look, you're blocking me now..."

There was a bit of playfulness in that voice, Xu Jingxuan opened his eyes, and in the light of the fire, he saw a person dressed in snow, standing indifferently in front of him, blocking all swords and swords.

"Yun, Palace Master Yun, why are you here?"

Yun Zhongtian was a little unhappy, snorted coldly, and said: "The treasure at home has been stolen, of course I have to go down the mountain to chase it back."

What Yun Zhongtian said was half-truth and half-false. Originally, he would go to a certain place on the first day of every new year. On the way back, someone reported that Xu Jingxuan was taken out of Yunxiao Palace by Xiao Shifeng, so he turned back to Kunyue City and searched for a long time without seeing anyone. , until he saw the familiar distress signal between the fireworks, he quickly ran towards this direction, and what he saw was a scene that made him tremble with fear.

In this short span of time, Xiao Shifeng had escaped from the assassin's grasp, and came to Xu Jingxuan with all his blood, seeing that the person who rescued him was Yun Zhongtian, his face darkened for a moment, but he didn't attack.

Yun Zhongtian didn't let go of such an opportunity, and said tauntingly: "Yo, His Highness the Eighth Prince is also a talent, it only took a long time, and he almost pushed him to the gate of hell again, is this how you protect him?" , with a resounding tone.

"You don't need to take care of it!" Xiao Shifeng wanted to bring Xu Jingxuan back into his protection circle.

However, Yun Zhongtian made a step-by-step arrangement, and the two refused to give in to each other, leaving the assassins on the side dumbfounded, but because of their advanced martial arts, he hesitated for a moment, and then rushed forward again...

Ignoring the bickering, the two looked at the assassin who seemed to have no end and was completely desperate.

Every year on this day, Yun Zhongtian acts alone, without even a hidden guard by his side.

Although the number of four people on the battlefield increased to five people, the exhausted four people had a momentary respite, but it was only a moment after all.

Just when Chen Ping saw a blade unstoppably slashing down on his head, the assassin suddenly fell down stiffly strangely, and it turned out that a sharp arrow puffed into the man's body.

The rescuers from Tingfeng Tower finally arrived.

Seeing that the situation was over, the assassin acted like a bird scattered.

Chen Ping felt relieved, but Xu Jingxuan suddenly ordered: "Follow me, even an assassin cannot be let go!"

At this time Xu Jingxuan was a little bit out of strength, but his mind was very clear. This time the assassin was coming for him.

If his guess is correct, this group of people should be the prince's secret party. If he escapes from the ordinary assassination, he will not pursue him desperately, but Xiao Shifeng is here!

The person who should have disappeared on the northwest battlefield is now in Kunyue City!

This matter cannot be heard by anyone in the capital!

When Chen Ping heard the words, some thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and he understood the seriousness of the gaffe. He told Huo Chongming who came to Tingfenglou this time: "At all costs, we must not keep alive. In addition, send a letter to the capital city. The person in charge of the Eighth Prince is blocking all information about the Eighth Prince from entering Beijing..."

"Yes, Deacon Chen, this subordinate obeys."

Chen Ping took a short rest, came to Xu Jingxuan's side, and said, "Lord, shall we leave the village tonight?"

After hearing this, Yun Zhongtian was the first to object, saying: "The city is not safe, the assassin may leave and return at any time, so we should go back to Yunxiao Palace!"

Xiao Shifeng frowned, and said to Yun Zhongtian: "Master Yun, for the safety of Yunxiao Palace for a hundred years, I advise you not to participate in it."

"You don't need to take care of it!" Yun Zhongtian returned the same words to Xiao Shifeng.

With Xiao Shifeng's indifferent expression, he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xu Jingxuan.

"Go back to my Biezhuang tonight." Xu Jingxuan saw that the two men were at war, and let out a low shout, making them both turn their heads to look at him at the same time.

"no!"

"it is good!"

In the end, Yun Zhongtian still couldn't hold back Xu Jingxuan, so he could only say: "Then Axuan, you don't mind if I stay in your villa for one night?"

"Welcome!"

"I mind"

Yun Zhongtian glanced at Xiao Shifeng provocatively, his eyes were clearly mocking: What's the use of your mind!

Xiao Shifeng was furious, but when he turned his eyes, he suddenly glanced at Yun Zhongtian with interest, stay and stay, don't regret it when the time comes...

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