Holding a jade bottle in his hand, Wang Fuzhi looked at it carefully and asked, "Let her go?"
"Yes, we followed the plan, but she didn't let the guards take action." The person kneeling below replied with his head bowed.
"Sure enough, she is a shameless bitch who can bear such insults. What does Mr. Zhao say?" Wang Fuzhi put down the jade bottle and asked.
"Master Zhao said that fifty dead soldiers have been arranged to go there, and the guards of the Ling family are all on vacation. As for them now, they will definitely not be the opponents of the dead soldiers of the Zhao family." The servant replied.
"Well, you send someone to keep an eye on it, and report back with the results." Wang Fuzhi waved his hand to make the servants retreat, and Fang asked Wang Huilan who was sitting behind the screen, "How are you, calm down?"
"Hmph, if we want to soak her in a pig cage in Bianjing." Wang Huilan snorted.
"Isn't this more or less to give the emperor some face, this bitch is also cruel enough, if she gives a little reaction, our people can find an excuse to arrest her, it's a pity." Wang Fuzhi sighed.
"Why do you want to give face to the emperor?" Wang Huilan sneered, "Even if you make excuses to arrest people, you still don't give face to the emperor. Why can't you do what you can do today?"
"Sister, you also know that the emperor does everything on a whim. He remembered this a few days ago, so we naturally don't need to take care of it. Now, hmph, the old man is probably dying in the Liao Kingdom." The beauty sent here is on the bed, how can I remember a merchant." Wang Fuzhi smiled.
The palm marks on his face were hot, and it seemed that the cut had been cut. Yan San applied ice cubes, and said, "That woman is an assassin, and there is poison on her nails." Fortunately, the assassin was only trying to humiliate her. Ruo Ruo came for her life from the beginning, Yan San felt a cold war. "Fortunately, I am immune to all poisons, and I will disappoint her." Ling Qingyu laughed. The fact that the Wang family dared to act cruelly in Bianjing showed that the emperor no longer cared about the Ling family. Her sixth sense was indeed correct. This kind of emperor is absolutely unreliable! Thinking of this, he said to Yan San: "Let's go as soon as possible, since they have made a move, it won't be just such a naive trick."
"Thirteen, tell the carriage behind to speed up." Yan San raised his voice to the front of the carriage.
Shadow Thirteen handed over the reins to Sum, and threw himself towards the carriages behind to tell them one by one.
The convoy galloped for more than an hour, and the convoy had traveled dozens of miles, and the horses began to get tired, so the speed dropped.
The roads near Bianjing are all straight official roads, but the people sitting in the car are still jolted by such fast driving. Ling Qingyu and Shi Fang were fine, they were both used to the bumps on the sea, Han Bian couldn't stand it anymore, so he just came out to ride a horse.
"The head of the house, you can change the way." Han Bian rode his horse to Ling Qingyu's carriage and said. They discussed yesterday that the destination was to go to Yinzhou, but they had to go south for a while, in case someone with a heart would trace the traces, and according to Ling Qingyu's words, be careful to support the boat for ten thousand years.
"Okay." Ling Qingyu opened the curtain and said.
Before Ling Qingyu finished speaking, Yan San had already opened the car door and jumped out of the car, saying to Han Bian, "Mr. Han, you go in. Thirteen, tell the cars behind to gather up."
"What?" Han Bian asked obediently as he dismounted from the car.
"There are people coming, quite a few." Yan Sandao, handed the long sword to Ling Qingyu, and then drew out the short sword.
Once Yan San uses the dagger, the people who come will not be underestimated. Ling Qingyu hugged Lu and unconsciously called: "Yan San."
"Don't worry." Yan San turned back and gave her a smile, then closed the carriage door, moved his shoulders, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. There is no one around here, the roadside is full of remnants of snow, no worries about killing as many people as possible, it's really nice to come here, I am very upset in my heart!
The carriage behind accelerated and formed a circle, Shi Fang automatically ran into Ling Qingyu's carriage.
A small number of guards guarded the side of the carriage, while Yan Sanying, Thirteen Sum and Xie Sanlang stood in one direction.
As soon as I stood in my position, a group of people rushed straight over. The people on the horse were all black next to the black mask, dressed as if I was a dead soldier.
The winter sun was just right, reflecting a little bit of golden light on the remnant snow, and the weapons in the hands of those people also reflected a chill.
"Kill!" The leader of the team shouted, the team was divided into three parts, the most maintained a straight forward posture, and the other two groups came from both sides.
Yan San smiled coldly, and before they rushed over, he straightened his body and rushed out.
The leader saw the movement of the person in front, and the figure flew towards him like a puff of smoke. His heart moved, and he shouted: "The idea is hard." Subconsciously, he turned sideways.
The people behind him were not so lucky. After Yan San passed by, several lives had already been reaped.
The lifeless body fell from the horse's back, the leader was shocked, and immediately reacted, wrestled with the other people, and then shouted: "Mr. Gongyang!"
"Hehehe." After a strange laugh, two middle-aged men came up from behind the horse team, one in black and the other in white, the one in white was holding an iron hook, the one in black was holding a chain knife, and joined the battlefield.
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Yangzi." Yan San narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and wiped off a dead man's neck, then opened a hole in the leader's body, and then went up to the two of them.
It is not terrible for Gongzi Yangyangzigong to be separated, but they are ranked tenth in the world when they work together with a knife and a hook. The moves of the two are very strange.
The dead soldiers dispersed for fear of being affected, and flocked to the carriage.
Yan San sneered, the breath in his body circulated extremely quickly, rubbing his body and attacking the death light net.
"Sanlang, guard the car." Ying Shisan called out, and met the dead man who was approaching.
San Lang jumped onto the roof of the carriage. He only started to learn Da Zhou martial arts after following Ling Qingyu.
Sum met a wave of dead soldiers from behind. He originally studied under Fatme's number one warrior Sum, and later followed Yan San and Yan Qi. His sword skills are very vicious. When those dead men first saw a surprisingly beautiful young man, they were somewhat indifferent in their hearts, but they realized that the more beautiful the flower is, the more poisonous it is, this is true! Sum's knife cuts off blood and does not necessarily kill you, but it will definitely leave something on your body, such as fleshy ears, nose, fingers, and so on.
After Yan San ate the purple fruit, his skill increased greatly. With his murderous aura, he could even kill Mr. Shi Da, not to mention the current ram, but ram's strength lies in cooperation and restraint, and its defensive performance is very good Suddenly, Yan San had no way to get close, seeing that two of the guards on the side of the carriage had fallen, he felt a little impatient, and wanted to take their lives even if they were injured.
His eyes turned red because of the murderous aura, and he ignored the blade attacking from behind, but directly rushed to Yang Zigong who had left the blade before the iron hook could return to his defense.
Yang Zigong backed away in astonishment, and exclaimed, "You are Yan San!"
It's just that no matter how fast he retreats, he can't compare to Yan San's speed, the posture of retreating is not old yet, Yan San's dagger has already pierced his chest, and the tip of the chain knife has already approached Yan San At the same time, the iron hook of Gongziyang arrived.
Yan San let go, his body fell short, the point of the knife pierced his back shoulder, another dagger blocked the iron hook, during the delivery of weapons, a cold light flashed across the dagger, Yan San added more strength, Cut off the iron hook.
With his empty hand, he drew the short sword from Gongzi Yang. Yan San didn't stop, and with the help of Gongzi Yang's hook, he fitted it close to him. The broken iron hook blade passed by his ear, and the corner of Yan San's mouth With a sneer, in the terrified pupils of Gong Ziyang, he let the blade of the short sword pass between his neck, and then his figure still did not stop and rushed towards the dead man in front of the carriage. When he let out a miserable cry, Gong Ziyang's dead body just fell down.
With Yan San joining, the battle by the carriage was overwhelming.
"It's actually Yan San." Yin Ziyuan sighed, and Yan San's strength has increased by an unknown amount. The ram will not be able to get any benefits, and he is even more at a loss. Let's go back and find Boss Zhao.
"Are you alone?" Yin Ziyuan asked just as he turned his head when he saw a young man standing behind him, slowly pulling out the epee from his waist.
Yin Ziyuan frowned, and said, "Lu Yao!"
"Yin Ziyuan, you have been hiding in Wang's house for five years, how are you doing?" Lu Yao asked coldly. When I went to Ling's mansion in the morning, I happened to see that scene. Seeing Ling Qingyu stopping Yan San, he didn't take any action, but after the convoy had left, he dragged the two killers who had been abolished by Yan San to a hidden place and killed them. Thinking about it, I was still worried, so I followed, but I didn't expect to meet my enemy.
The corners of Yin Ziyuan's mouth twitched a little. He thought it was a task to relax, but it turned out like this. The ram of Zhao's mansion met Yan San, and he, unexpectedly, met such an evil star.
Lu Yao let out a long howl, and the shadow of the sword was like light, blocking all the escape routes of Yin Ziyuan.
Fifty dead men, it didn't take long to pack them up.
Hearing the roar, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but opened the car door, and saw that there were only a dozen people fighting outside, and Yan San had already stood aside, pointing to Ying Shisan and Sum.
Ling Qingyu looked towards the side of the howling sound, it was too far away, and he could only see something shining there, so he looked away, and then saw the knife stuck in Yan San's back.
"Thirteen, take it." Seeing Ling Qingyu's unsightly expression, Yan San yelled, then rushed to the side of the carriage, and stood in front of Shi Fang very honestly.
Ying Shisan's sword light got up quickly, and after Shi Fang drew the knife, put on the medicine and tied the bandages, he and Sum had cleaned up the rest of the people.
As soon as the sound here stopped, the sound of fierce fighting came over there.
Ling Qingyu looked at Yan San suspiciously.
"There's another one over there," Yan San said after a pause, "Lu Yao blocked it."
The remaining guards began to clean up the battlefield, throwing all the corpses by the side of the road.
"Here's someone who has a voice." Ying Shisan called out, and then dragged him to Ling Qingyu and Yan San.
"Are you from the Zhao family or the Wang family?" Ling Qingyu asked.
The man froze his neck and made no sound.
Ying Shisan searched him and found a waist card with a big Zhao character on it.
"You can't run away, General Zhao has issued an order, you can't escape." The man said coldly.
"What benefits did the Wang family give?" Ling Qingyu asked with great interest. Zhao Yinfeng and the Ling family had just earned so much money into their pockets by cooperating with the Ling family, but they were about to kill the money owner. It must be the Wang family who can give greater benefits.
"General Zhao wants me to tell you that he has always admired the Miss Wang family. You are wishful thinking, so naturally you will end up like this." The man said, thinking to himself, "My lord, although I said this late, my subordinates have finally fulfilled your wish." A task assigned. Then bit the poison in his mouth.
Seeing the man fell to the ground dead, Ling Qingyu turned around and asked, "Shouldn't this be what he said before rushing up to kill me?"
"Is Zhao's business still going?" Han Bian asked.
"Don't do it, whether it's Zhao Yinfeng's idea or not, he's just staying at the gate this morning, so we're still in a hurry to do it, aren't we looking for abuse?" Ling Qingyu sneered and said.
After getting off the carriage, Ling Qingyu took a few steps in the direction of Jidou, looking at the intertwined figures from a distance.
It wasn't until one person fell to the ground, and the standing person looked over deeply, that Ling Qingyu felt relieved, smiled at him, and said loudly: "Thank you very much!"
Lu Yao bit his lip, felt a pain in his heart, put his sword back into its sheath, picked up Yin Ziyuan's body, and flew away.
"Is he angry?" Ling Qingyu asked Yan San in confusion.
Yan San smiled, put his arms around her waist and said, "Let's go, we have to hurry." You never say thank you to your own people, and you don't know how hurtful a thank you is.
The Ling family's convoy turned around and headed for Yinzhou.