The rain did not weaken at all. As the strong wind intensified, the heavy raindrops hit the faces in diagonal lines, continuing to numb the nerves of everyone who was still fighting in the alley of Changmingfang.
The smell of blood was mixed in the violent storm. While the gorgeous blood flowers were extinguished by the rain, they were carried by the strong wind and quickly blown to the entrance of the alley, as if they were swirling, spinning like a tornado at the entrance of the alley.
Then, as the endless wind continued to spread rapidly, within a short time, every street in Changmingfang was filled with a faint smell of blood.
The rainwater under my feet quickly formed dark red creeks on both sides of the bluestone road. Broken arms and limbs lay quietly on the bluestone road, receiving the baptism of rainwater. The wounds that were originally dripping with blood were transformed by the torrential rain. After a while, it became white and swollen, like rotten flesh.
Li Hong still held Bai Chun's waist with one hand in the rain, with firm steps and a cold expression. A strand of hair stuck tightly to his forehead, and the rainwater flowed down his hair. The horizontal knife in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, like a god of death. Usually in the center of the alley, slowly continue to move forward.
Bai Chun held Li Hong's shoulder and back with one hand, and pointed straight ahead with the swallow-winged crossbow in the other hand. The rain wet his cheeks and hair, and his wet white clothes clung to his bumpy body. Her slender, proud body exudes charm and sexiness.
A man and a woman, one in black and one in white, walked slowly in the rain. Not only did they not look a little embarrassed because of the rain, but because of the murderous god hugging her, Bai Chun gained a touch of coldness in the rain. charm.
I don’t know when the two men on both sides had been killed, and they led more than a dozen people to protect Li Hong tightly. The people on the opposite side also seemed to feel the ruthless murderous intent of this group of people, and they were fighting in the alley. At the same time, he actually began to consciously avoid these people.
"Kill the Turks without mercy!" Li Hong said coldly, looking at the familiar figure at the entrance of the alley ahead.
Although the rain confused his vision, he could still clearly identify the figure under the oil-paper umbrella. That was his brother, King Laoliu Pei.
"Stop them!" Li Xian also had a cold expression. The umbrella in his hand was thrown aside after seeing the hazy figures of Li Hong and Bai Chun in the rain.
"kill!"
A Turkic man who was originally guarding Li Xian not far away looked at the black and white figures that seemed to be in a deserted place. He shouted and rushed towards the two figures.
The few Turks behind him saw that their leader had rushed forward to block the attack, and they immediately followed suit.
In the rain, a sharp arrow pierced the rain line, flashing a little cold light and disappearing in the blink of an eye. A Turkic man who was more than thirty steps away from them fell to the ground on his back, with a nail nailed between his eyebrows. An arrow.
The remaining dozen or so Turks who originally protected Li Xian looked at his companion who fell to the ground, roared angrily, and rushed forward before their leader rushed forward.
"Kill without mercy!" The hard-working, wolf-like, cruel eyes remained unblinking despite the rain. He crouched and shouted low, and he and the others rushed over.
"The arrow is gone." Bai Chun spread out the Yan-wing crossbow in his hand and looked at Li Hong with a gentle smile, his tone filled with indescribable peace and happiness.
"I'll protect you!" Li Hong followed behind Ren Lai and looked at Bai Chun with the same tenderness, and then handed the horizontal knife in his hand to Bai Chun.
"What about you?" Bai Chun hesitated for a moment, then took the Hengdao, which still had a little bit of residual warmth at the handle, and asked softly.
Li Hong didn't answer. He held Bai Chun's waist that was tightly covered with wet clothes and moved it to the side. Then he kicked one foot on the ground and held a shiny black spear in his hand.
Pei Wanying and Yan Lingbin looked at the man and woman downstairs with confusion, worry, and envy in their eyes. They knew that Bai Chun was very important to the prince! But I didn't expect that it would be so important!
Watching the two of them never being separated in the rain, watching Bai Chun holding the swallow-wing crossbow to sweep the formation for the prince, watching the prince handing the horizontal knife to Bai Chun, the two women who were originally timid and nervous, now... She wished that the beauty in the prince's arms was herself.
Under the watchful eyes of the two women, the prince withdrew his arm from Bai Chun for the first time, holding a spear in both hands and sweeping through the rain. The rain line in front of him was like a bead curtain, being cut from the middle. After a brief separation, the tip of the spear moved out like a spiritual snake, blocking the momentum of the advancing Turks.
The bead-like rain line closed again, and the Turkic man raised his knife to separate the spear body that had no resistance. When he was about to step forward again, he felt a black shadow flash in the rain line, and a black lightning instantly pierced his chest. The burning feeling in his chest made him lower his head slightly, and he felt pain in his lower abdomen again, and then his whole body flew backwards, bringing down the two people behind him who were about to pounce.
"Follow me." Li Hong shouted coldly without looking back. Unknown when, murderous intent and hatred as substantial as rain lines condensed in his tone!
"Yes." Bai Chun held a scroll in one hand and a knife in the other, looking at the back gently. His eyes were a little red, but after flowing on his cheeks, he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.
The spear is much shorter than the horse spear. For Li Hong, compared to the horizontal sword, he prefers the spear, which can be opened and closed, with the power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks.
The spear hit the rain again, and the sound of cracking bones could be clearly heard in the pouring rain. The Turks knelt on the ground before they could react.
Another person wanted to bypass Li Hong and rush towards Bai Chun, but before he could pass Li Hong, he felt pain in his kneecap, and then a heart-piercing pain came from his knee, and his upper body was still in the rush. He was caught off guard and fell headlong onto the rain-covered, cold bluestone. The tip of his nose felt sore and pungent again, and he suddenly fainted.
From beginning to end, Bai Chun remained quiet, looking at the tall figure tenderly, never looking elsewhere, and followed the prince's footsteps as he continued to walk forward through the fighting crowd.
The sounds of weapons clashing became increasingly rarer, and the Turks wearing Turkic costumes disappeared from sight. In addition to the sound of rain, the only sound in their ears was the faint sound of low screams.
There was only ten steps between the two people. There were two big men standing behind Li Xian. One of them was the big man who accompanied him in Luoyang City and watched Li Hong leave.
The fighting had stopped at this time, and the alley was filled with two people groaning in pain. Broken arms and limbs were scattered throughout the streets. The rain washed away the blood stains on them. The bright red blood stains gradually became shallower and lighter with the rain. , until it flows along the creeks on both sides to the distance.
Suddenly, a group of people rushed into the alley again, but this pair of people drove a carriage over in the rain. There was no order from anyone. These people were like robots, and they also ignored the people standing quietly in the alley in the rain. The people just threw those lying on the ground unable to move or dead, as well as those with broken arms and limbs, into the open carriage like picking up rags.
As dozens of people cleaned up in less than a cup of tea, the entire alley suddenly seemed to have returned to the moment before the fight. The wheels of cars gradually disappeared on the bluestone pavement, mixed with the sound of rain. The remaining more than a hundred people also disappeared around the corner after the carriage disappeared.
The rain is still heavy, but the wind has stopped. After being tamed by the wind, the rain is less wild and more gentle, and it still keeps falling.
Li Xian looked at Li Hong's cold eyes, soaked by the rain, and his whole body was trembling involuntarily in the rain.
In the time of half a stick of incense, all the retainers and subordinates in his network were completely wiped out in despair without being able to survive half a stick of incense under Li Hong's hands!
The two men behind him saw His Highness the Crown Prince drop the spear in his hand, and they felt relieved. However, seeing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's cold eyes staring at Li Xian, they continued to approach. Just as they were about to move to protect themselves, they were already stopped. Surrounding them, two similar-looking men held knives to their necks.
"Snapped!"
Bai Chun behind her was startled. Li Hong blocked her view. She didn't see clearly what happened in front of her, but she saw from the side that Li Xian suddenly covered his face with his hands and fell involuntarily on the ground. Rain on the ground.
"Get up." Li Hong's voice was emotionless, and he looked coldly at Li Xian, who was sitting on the ground, holding his cheek with one hand, and said calmly.
Sitting on the ground, holding his burning cheeks, Li Xian raised his head and looked at Li Hong. There was fear, reluctance, and even more disbelief in his eyes!
Hearing Lao Wu's emotionless voice, Li Xian hesitated for a moment, but finally stood up with one hand on the ground.
"Snapped."
Li Xian fell to the ground again. Bai Chun, who was behind him, seemed to feel that the slap had broken her heart. She felt that all the strength in her body was suddenly taken away, and she almost dropped the scroll and the horizontal knife in her hand. on the ground.
This time she saw clearly that it was the prince who slapped Li Xian to the ground, and twice in a row, without giving Li Xian any chance to speak, he slapped Li Xian twice decisively without hesitation!
"Get up." Li Hong said to Li Xian sitting on the ground again.
Li Xian put down his hands, and his cheeks on both sides were swollen in an instant. At this moment, he no longer had the fear of Lao Wu in his heart, only the resentment after being humiliated by Lao Wu's two slaps.
"Kill if you want! What's the point of doing this! Insult? Insulting me can make you feel supreme majesty!" Li Xian stood up from the ground, looked at Li Hong without giving in, and roared.
But it only took a short moment for Li Xian's eyes to drift to one side.
"What's the point of killing you? Killing you can bring the dead back to life? Just burn down Prince Wu's Mansion, it's just a mansion! But you secretly colluded with the Turks, do you know the consequences! Do you know that you burned Wu Who are those two people in the palace?"
"What's the use of knowing this? Isn't this all planned by you? Just waiting for me to jump in! What? You tell me this now because you want me to die, right? Even if I am my father's woman, I Killing is like..."
"Pa!" Another slap, Li Hong suddenly became angry, pointed at Li Xian who fell to the ground again and said angrily: "Idiot! You have been used by Wu Xing Qi Wang, and you still don't wake up to this end! Also imagine Just like the boss, he won’t wake up until he’s been used to death!”
(End of chapter)