A traitor

On the wide street, the silence was a bit scary, and the breeze passing by was mixed with a disgusting blood.

Su Qinglang and Mei Liusheng lifted the curtain of the car, and saw that the driver had fled at some point, and there were more than a dozen men in black standing on the road ahead.

They held long swords in their hands. The sharp edge of the sword was pale and cold under the moonlight. There were more than a dozen people lying on the side of the road not far away. It seemed that they were the little prince's patrol army.

After getting off the carriage, Mei Liusheng took a few steps forward, holding a dagger in his hand, standing in front of Su Qinglang, and asked them, "Who are you? How dare you intercept and kill an imperial court official within the imperial city?"

Those people didn't speak, they just stood motionless, they couldn't even feel the sound of breathing. The evening wind brushed their clothes, like ghosts quietly breeding in the darkness.

Facing Mei Liusheng's obstruction, they just held up the long sword in their hands, the tip of the sword brushed over Mei Liusheng's shoulder, and pointed at Su Qinglang who was standing behind him.

The meaning is obvious, their goal is Su Qinglang, and they don't want to get entangled with the irrelevant person, and they also hope that this irrelevant person can get acquainted and stop blocking their way.

Mei Liusheng's dagger hadn't been unsheathed yet, but he was maintaining a hostile and obstructive posture. Su Qinglang stood behind him, looking at those people, with a twinkle in his deep eyes, his eyes fixed on those people People, after a while, a dangerous and cold smile gradually appeared on Yan Ran's lips.

He closed the folding fan, held it in his hand, and said calmly to them: "It seems that I was meddling in other people's business and angered your master. She wants to kill people to silence her, but there is no need to."

Mei Liusheng was startled when he heard this, and turned to look at Su Qinglang, only to hear him continue: "Go back and tell your master that I did something wrong, and I will never ask her about it again, she wants to get angry, Punishment or punishment is up to her.

But if she wants to kill me, I'm afraid she will weigh her own weight. If I don't have the ability to save my life, I won't be able to live until now. "

However, in the face of Su Qinglang's persuasion, the other party did not waver. Instead, he approached him two steps, and said coldly: "Master, tell me, there will be no mercy for Master Su."

Su Qinglang was stunned when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect such a result, after a while, his expression eased again, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he returned to his previous calm and breezy appearance.

Still holding the folding fan, he stood standing in the long street, without any timidity, and half-sighed: "I forgot, she is a lunatic, and lunatics always do things regardless of the consequences."

As he said that, he looked sideways at Mei Liusheng and asked, "Brother Mei, the negotiation failed, did you make it through?"

Mei Liusheng smiled, looked at the men in black, and said, "It should be fine with these people."

Hearing this, Su Qinglang took a few steps back, and unfolded the folding fan with a whoosh, with an obvious gesture of watching the show: "Then there will be Brother Laomei."

The two sides started fighting, even though Mei Liusheng used a dagger, he didn't let the wind fall, he blocked the men in black and didn't let them get close to Su Qinglang.

Mr. Su stood beside the carriage, watching Mei Liusheng's fighting figure, waving his folding fan leisurely and contentedly, showing no fear of being chased and killed at all.

Jin and Ge clashed, making ear-piercing screams. Seeing the passage of time, the task could not be completed. If this delay continued, Li Ji's patrol army might be attracted.

So the leading assassin stopped and waved his hand. Several iron arrows pierced from nowhere and rushed straight towards Mei Liusheng. Mei Liusheng was blocking the long sword of one of the assassins. Attacked, raised his foot and kicked that person flying, turned over and dodged, narrowly avoiding it.

On the roof ridges of the streets on both sides, men in black with bows and arrows all exposed, plus an indeterminate number of assassins hidden in the trees, there are about twenty or thirty.

Mei Liu frowned slightly, held a dagger, looked at them full of fear, and stepped back to Su Qinglang's side step by step.

If it's close combat, he still has some chances of winning, but with these archers, he thinks it's easy to retreat, but it's almost impossible to keep Su Qinglang from them.

Su Qinglang looked at the people on the roof, then looked back at the assassin ahead, and finally said to Mei Liusheng: "Brother Mei, let's go."

Mei Liusheng was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Su Qinglang, a little in disbelief: "Brother Su, what did you say?"

But Su Qinglang looked at the leading assassin, and said calmly: "Your master is going to kill me, and he has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't know about your master, so let him go, is that okay?"

Mei Liusheng slashed his dagger, and suppressed anger in his tone: "Brother Su..."

He also heard Su Qinglang say: "I accept your master's help, even if I die at her hands, I am willing to die today, but this lord is my friend and has nothing to do with this matter. If you let him go, maybe I will Think about it, let your master live a more stable life in the future."

Hearing this, the assassin snorted disdainfully: "Master Su, when a person dies, there is nothing left. Do you think that in your current situation, you are still qualified to negotiate terms with us?"

Su Qinglang also smiled. He waved his folding fan, turned sideways, and put on a leisurely posture: "When a person dies, nothing is left. However, when a person is alive, he can do many things." , so that after his death, it is enough to affect the lives of many people, it depends on how you choose."

The assassin fell silent when he heard the words, and when he was about to consider his proposal, he saw Mei Liusheng withdraw the dagger, and walked quickly to Su Qinglang, furious, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Su Qinglang's arm, causing him to stagger and almost jump into his arms.

He tightened his grip, grabbed Su Qinglang, frowned and said, "Brother Su, do you want me to abandon you and run away alone?"

Su Qinglang pulled his lips into a smile, and replied: "Otherwise, is Brother Mei going to stay and die with me?"

Mei Liusheng gritted his teeth, and replied in a deep voice: "Running away and abandoning friends is definitely not what a man does. If today, you and I were switched, would Brother Su also abandon me?"

Su Qinglang was taken aback by his yelling, and after a moment of silence, he nodded again: "Maybe..."

Hearing his answer, Mei Liusheng was completely stunned, looking at Su Qinglang, as if he didn't know the person in front of him.

Before regaining consciousness, Su Qinglang continued: "I live in this world, and I have something to accomplish, so I am more afraid of death than anyone else, and I cherish my life more than anyone else. It's a pity, no matter how much I do I don’t want to, I’m afraid it will be folded here today.”

Mei Liusheng couldn't accept it for a while, and murmured: "Brother Su, you..."

But the assassin not far away gave a cold snort, and said to Su Qinglang: "Master Su, you heard it, it's not that we don't want to let him go, but that this lord doesn't want to leave."

Mei Liu's long eyes flashed, she still stood in front of Su Qinglang, and said coldly: "If you want to kill him, you have to pass me first."

Seeing that he was so stubborn, the leading assassin's face suddenly darkened. He waved his hand, and all the men in black on the ground raised their swords, forming an array to surround the two of them. The bowstrings were drawn one after another, the two sides confronted each other, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and the war was about to break out.

At this moment, only a few shrill shouts could be heard in the endless night.Immediately afterwards, several men in black were thrown to the ground, struggled a few times, and a large bloodstain fainted from under their bodies.

A black figure flew down from the air, passed over the heads of the men in black surrounded by the ground, and appeared in front of them.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he looked lonely and cold, standing with a sword in his hand. The two strands of hair on his forehead fluttered gently with the evening wind, and a sharp murderous aura was restrained in a long sword.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at Mei Liusheng: "My lord, you go first."

Seeing Chengying coming, Mei Liusheng felt relieved, and escorted Su Qinglang into the carriage, and under the cover of Chengying, headed towards Shangshufu.

The iron arrow pierced through the sky and hit the wooden board of the carriage, making a clanging sound. While driving the carriage, Mei Liusheng swung his knife to break the iron arrow that was aimed at them, and the movement of fighting behind him gradually faded away.

Vaguely, one could only hear the clashing clang of gold and spears, and the mournful cries of those assassins when they were stabbed by long swords.

Seeing that he had broken through the encirclement, Mei Liusheng stepped up his horse and galloped forward.But at this moment, Su Qinglang in the car heard a muffled snort.

Mei Liusheng was startled, then turned his head and asked, "Brother Su, what's the matter?"

After a while, Su Qinglang replied: "It's okay, the carriage was going too fast, and it just hit the carriage."

Only then did Mei Liusheng feel relieved, and said to him: "The situation is urgent now, Brother Su, please be patient for a while."

Su Qinglang hummed, and said in a flat tone: "Okay." Then he was silent again.

The carriage moved forward desperately along the long street, and after a while, it came to another long street. There was a light not far away, and a dozen soldiers were patrolling the city on night shift.

Hearing the movement of the galloping carriage, and looking at their car boards, they were shot like hedgehogs by iron arrows. Naturally, the patrol army knew that something was wrong and stopped them immediately.

Seeing that the person driving the chariot was Mei Liusheng, the leading soldier quickly saluted, "It turned out to be Mr. Mei, what...what happened?"

Mei Liusheng jumped out of the car, calmed down and panted, "Su... Master Su was assassinated, and he was on his way back..."

When Master Su was assassinated, the other party was terrified, and quickly organized people to investigate the situation.

After the matter was explained, the general went to the carriage, bowed to Su Qinglang and saluted: "Master Su..."

However, there was no answer inside, the general was surprised for a while, thinking that Lord Shang Shu was frightened by the assassination and hadn't recovered yet, so he called again, but still no one answered.

For a long time, I could only hear the sound of water dripping on the slate, once, twice... The general was very depressed, thinking that Mr. Su was too timid to pee his pants in fear?

It wasn't until a pool of bright red blood slowly trickled out from under the car curtain that Mei Liusheng suddenly remembered what had happened.

He walked a few steps quickly and lifted the curtain of the car, only to see Su Qinglang leaning sideways on the carriage, an iron arrow pierced through his right shoulder, and the original white and flawless clothes were already stained blood red...