The man holding the sword turned his head and looked at the two teenagers, and pointed down the hillside: "Stand by."

So Li Yunxin and Qiao Jiaxin walked over slowly in the face of the various eyes of the people in the escort agency.

In fact, for a moment, Li Yunxin planned to summon the Ninth Prince again like last time. But he knew that a demon like the Ninth Prince was moody and would definitely not like others to disturb him. He survived the first two times, but he couldn't say whether the Ninth Prince would think he was "boredom" this time and eat him up.

But even if he lets him go this time... at least the girl named Qiao Jiaxin next to him, Li Yunxin, has no dislike for her, and even has a little bit of a favor. No one will hate "people who like him" for no reason - maybe they may have been killed by the Ninth Prince.

Of course, there is another more important reason - the swords in the hands of these people were surprisingly similar to those in the hands of the two Taoist priests that day.

Although the weapons of the Daqing Dynasty always have a certain shape, their swords are quite special. The sword spine is very thin and almost invisible, and the sword body is like a flat iron piece. Although this weapon is much lighter, its strength is much worse, which is a typical example of not being worth the effort.

Li Yunxin believed that these people probably had some subtle connection with the two Taoist priests, and he wanted to try to find some clues. What's more, the sword holder did not act like he wanted to kill, nor did he show special attention to himself, so he can wait and see for the time being.

When the two groups of people gathered together, six sword holders in Taoist robes began to issue orders.

It was strange that they asked the escort agency to burn the car and burn the red goods.

So the bodyguards became restless.

It is normal for an escort to meet a strong man. Generally speaking, an escort who travels around the world must be able to eat both black and white. After passing a certain mountain, the leader will not be too embarrassed. There are so many escort agencies and so many strong man in the world. If you encounter it, you will have to kill people and rob. The rules are chaotic and no one dares to do business, and the government may even encircle and suppress them.

Occasionally, if you don’t abide by the rules and plan to make a ticket, your purpose is probably a popular person. No one likes to kill people. You may not only accompany your life, but may also sue and behead you if you catch them.

So the request of these six strong men became incredible - they didn't want goods.

Qiao Sifu stood beside Qiao Duanhong and lowered his voice: "Uncle, evil. I said, do we want it..."

He said as he glanced at the single knife that fell at his feet.

Qiao Duanhong gritted his teeth and let out a breath, shook his head slightly: "It's not an opponent. It's an evil one."

These people are so skillful.

From the time five people appeared on the side of the road, fighting, to being forced to move, it was only three breaths. There was no time to send out a warning.

Although the thin swords in these people only use weapons, Qiao Duanhong knew that they were really murderous. Now everyone in the escort agency had to have a blood hole in their throat, lying straight on the ground.

In the world, these six people are already second-rate experts. In any small gang, they are all characters like the hall master, the incense master - how could they gather together to do such things?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Li Yunxin. Everyone else in the convoy knew the truth, only this boy had unknown origin. But he immediately gave up the idea - when the boy came over, the six strong men had no special reaction.

After running for so many years, Qiao Duanhong was completely confused for the first time.

Finally he sighed and made a cruel decision: "Burn."

It’s not that he has no blood, but he is just afraid of death. Who is not afraid of death? Especially these people are mostly related to their relationship. He can probably deal with one of them, and he can escape even if he is lucky. But so many people... probably start and can’t get rid of any of them - a situation of death.

After saying this, Qiao Duanhong took a step forward: "Jo Duanhong, the Hongfu Escort Agency of Xialuocheng, is worthy of it, and calls out a waterproof knife. Several friends opened today, and we admit that we will take it. If you want to burn this thing, you can burn it. But you can tell what you want. If you can help..."

"Shut up." said a sword holder with high cheekbones and thin eyes, "I'll say something more, I'll die."

Qiao Duanhong's face turned red immediately and he was about to rush forward. He had been away for so many years and was treated like this for the first time. But in the end, he suppressed the aura that rushed to his heart, bowed his hand, and stopped talking.

"Burn." Qiao Duanhong said again and looked at the man fiercely.

But the other party only brought a fleeting sneer from the corner of his mouth.

Li Yunxin's heart was shocked.

The other party wants to kill someone.

No matter how well a person disguises, his subtle expressions will faithfully reflect his psychological activities. He looked at the one with high cheekbones and thin eyes and realized that although he looked cold and calm, his eyes were indeed like looking at dead people.

The man felt that they were going to die sooner or later.

This is one of the skills he relied on to make a living in his previous life. Not to mention his perfection, but in this world, there is probably no one who can surpass him.

In the end, the fire started to burn. Then six sword holders drove more than a dozen people from the convoy together and walked into the wilderness on the side of the road.

Li Yunxin walked in the middle of the team, with Old Dao Liu beside him. The old Dao was a little panicked at this time and kept muttering, probably saying that he was in trouble and kept following the train.

After hearing this for a while, Qiao Sifu couldn't help but look back and glar at him: "What are you talking about? It's not that he is the head of the Dongxuan Sect! He doesn't even dare to let go of a fart at this time!"

Old Dao Liu sighed and ignored him. He was probably really worried about his life and had no intention of caring about it.

Qiao Sifu cursed and glared at Li Yunxin again: "Embroidered pillow. A man can't protect my little sister - I'm you who are trying your best to protect the woman! Bah!"

Li Yunxin smiled: "Yes."

His attitude made Qiao Sifu even more annoyed, but he didn't know what to say. He had to spit out again and turn his head.

Qiao Jiaxin looked at Li Yunxin next to Qiao Sifu and turned her face.

In fact, the girl was a little disappointed. She knew that the boy looked like a scholar, but she had no strength, but... why didn't she have the energy at all...

She felt that if Li Yunxin had argued with her fourth brother just now, she would feel much better.

The six people who drove them away did not interfere with their speech, but only had a arrogant face, like a few solemn shepherds.

Qiao Duanhong lowered his voice, making it possible for several people around him to hear it: "It depends on the situation. If the situation is not right... you can't wait to be slaughtered."

He glanced at his daughter Qiao Jiaxin and gritted his teeth: "If they do it... they will listen to me and try their best."

Qiao Jiaxin also pursed her lips and nodded.

It took half an hour to walk.

They went deep into the wilderness in the forest, and the trees around them became taller. At the end, the canopy covered the sky and the sky darkened early.

The more I walked, the more I felt more and more panicked. When Qiao Duanhong couldn't help but want to try to fight for his life and lead a few people to stand out, the sword holder with high cheekbones and thin eyes said in a deep voice: "Stay on your way. Let's take a break."

This sentence is a bit strange, but everyone knows what it means.

Li Yunxin frowned slightly, feeling that she seemed to have thought of something.

The word "stay" should not be used here. It should be "stop".

The word "let's rest for now" is good, but he would be too polite to say this to the captives.

Li Yunxin could see that the man seemed to feel a little satisfied after saying this - maybe the man himself didn't feel this emotion.

These guys, well...

In the words of his era, he wanted to show off.

Or I want to be cooler. So I don’t plan to speak well, but I have to be arrogant. Unfortunately, I am probably limited in my own standards, so I am not apt to behave.

As the only calm observer among the group of prisoners, Li Yunxin felt that he had some veins. These six people are proud of their identities, but they cannot adapt to the role they are currently playing. This means that the reasons or conditions that can make them "proud" are only recently.

In fact, there were some clues. Six people drove them away with a stern face, and they always wanted to act like they were not interested in them and regarded them as ants. But their eyes betrayed them - when they saw the internal strife among the prisoners, there were actually a few people who seemed a little gloating. This is not a sign that "heart is as calm as water".

They also wore Taoist robes.

In Li Yunxin's understanding of this world, if there is a force that can make strong men in the world respect and worship them or even deliberately imitate them...

It’s probably the Taoist sect and the Sword Sect.

He felt that he had guessed right. These six people might have something to do with the two Taoist priests.

No one knew that the teenager made so many inferences, and they were all trying to make their own judgments.

The six people said they wanted to rest, so Qiao Duanhong waved his hand: "Stay for a while."

In any case, he was always the backbone of the escort agency. He tried to make himself look calmer and calm. He thought that in this way, the six people might understand his role and "weight", and they could probably talk about it carefully later.

The sky was slowly dark, and a breeze broke out in the forest. A quarter of an hour later, two bonfires were set off. The people in the escort agency gathered under a towering ancient tree that was hugging. The six strong men were a little far away from them and sat around the fire. They occasionally talked, and glanced at the prisoners with their faces from time to time, with their eyes cursed and indifferent, just like looking at pigs and dogs.
Chapter completed!