Yan He couldn't help but feel a little suspicious when Lin Sishen said so confidently, but soon a dead man broke into the window one after another and surrounded Lin Sishen in the lobby. Yan He then breathed a sigh of relief.

He squinted his eyes and stared at Lin Sishen, and then smiled coldly and said, "You can still speak so cleverly until you die. It seems that Lord Lin really doesn't cry until you see the coffin."

Lin Sishen looked around and smiled calmly with his hands behind his back, "Sun Wenqian is such a good method. He has raised you, a group of minions in private, and does some dirty things for himself that cannot be put on the table. No wonder he has been doing evil in Longyou for years, but no one dares to sue him."

He had just been delayed by Lin Sishen for a while, and now all his accomplices around him had arrived. Yan He had even more confidence. He snorted coldly and immediately waved his hand and ordered: "Don't listen to her nonsense, kill her immediately."

After the words came, the dead soldiers surrounded Lin Sishen from all directions rushed up with weapons. Their offensive training was well-organized, and all the moves were dead hands.

Lin Sishen's eyes turned cold, and he gently tapped his toes to avoid the attacking death warrior. He flew past the wooden table sitting upright as a swallow. He flipped his hand and took out the sword hidden under the table. He raised his hand and waved it. With a sound of a roar, the long sword with a cold light shining out of the sheath.

The dead soldier who rushed up soon got into contact with Lin Sishen, and the buzzing sound of swords colliding throughout the Guanyi Office.

Lin Sishen, wearing a vermilion official uniform, was standing among the dead soldiers. Her black hair was like a waterfall and her skin was as snow. Her narrow and narrow eyes suddenly appeared, like a cold pool that was frozen and frozen. Her figure was also light and erratic. Anywhere the sword light was drawn, a blood mist would inevitably splash.

In a short while, the ground was covered with corpses.

Yan He had fought with Lin Sishen, and he knew Lin Sishen's ability. The old fox was not in a hurry to take action, but kept paced around the periphery. After seizing the opportunity, he issued a bone nail with the intention of secretly attacking Lin Sishen.

The people in the net outside the door tried their best to stop most of the dead soldiers, but many people still escaped from the battle and flocked to the official post. Seeing that there were more and more dead soldiers beside them, Lin Sishen, who was single in the house, was obviously a little helpless.

Although these dead men are not as good as Lin Sishen's body skills, they cannot withstand the large number of people and are not afraid of death. Even if Lin Sishen's sword light hits his throat, they still hold up their last breath to rush forward to kill Lin Sishen, which is truly worthy of being called the dead men.

Lin Sishen was restrained by these dead soldiers and had to retain energy to be alert to Yan He's hidden arrow. One of them was not careful and the arm was cut by a dead soldier.

With a slight sound, Lin Sishen's sleeve was cut into a hole in his arm, and a blood mark was cut on his faint white skin. How was the wound corroded? The blood soon emitted a strange green light.

The blades of these people are all poisoned.

A layer of fine cold sweat broke out on Lin Sishen's forehead. She pursed her lips and took two steps back, swinging her sword to force the dead soldier to retreat. Then, while she was breathing, she raised her eyes and looked around and said in a deep voice: "Don't you take action yet?"

As soon as these words were said, Yan He immediately discovered something was wrong. He stopped hesitating and jumped into the battle situation. With a wave of his arms, he hit the backs of the two dead soldiers in his palm. The two were knocked away immediately and could not control themselves and collided with Lin Sishen.

Yan He hid among the two people and instantly shot more than a dozen bone nails at the two people. The bone nails penetrated the two people's bodies and flew out of the blood hole, reaching Lin Sishen.

At this critical moment, Lin Sishen seemed to hear a light sound in his ears, as if someone had stepped on the roof tiles. She paused and stood there straight, neither avoiding nor allowing her.

Seeing the bone nails flying to Lin Sishen in the blink of an eye, a loud bang suddenly exploded in everyone's ears. Then a huge black sword fell from the sky, and with a dangerous wind, it rubbed across Lin Sishen's nose and nailed it to the ground half a foot deep.

The gust of storm caused by the giant sword landed on the ground not only knocked the bone nails to the ground, but even the few men in black next to Lin Sishen flew out.

Lin Sishen stood firmly, his eyes wide open and looked at the black giant sword that was blocking her, almost blocking her entire body. It was just a slight short of that. This weapon that didn't look like a weapon almost landed on her head. Judging from the force, if it really landed on her head, it wouldn't have to split her entire body in half.

Not only Lin Sishen, but also Yan He, the dead soldiers present, were all shocked from the sky. It seemed that no one could hold the giant sword and was shocked to the point.

Lin Sishen, who was still scared, breathed a sigh of relief and moved his eyes upward little by little. Sure enough, he saw a huge hole on his head, piercing through the three-story attic to the eaves.

On the side of the eaves, you can vaguely see a tall man in short-strike, staring at Lin Sishen directly below through the hole. His eyes were as sharp as hawk's eyes, and his eyes faintly showed a hint of displeasure and anger.

Lin Sishen calmed down, then pulled open the corners of his lips and barely showed a friendly smile to the man.

But the man stared at her for a while, suddenly raised his legs and penetrated into the cave on the roof. Without waiting for Lin Sishen to react, he fell straight down like a huge rock.

Fortunately, Lin Sishen reacted quickly enough. Seeing that the man was about to jump down, he immediately protected his arm and leaped back. She had just stood still and couldn't raise her eyes, and then she heard a muffled sound, and then the ground trembled.

The tall man landed steadily in front of the huge black sword that reached Lin Sishen's chest.

Lin Sishen stared at the rash man who fell from the sky, and was glad that he was dodging fast enough, otherwise he would have been killed by this man.

Yan He looked at the man who came out of nowhere in front of him in shock and doubt. His eyes fell on the black sword in front of him. He subconsciously swallowed his saliva and asked, "Who are you?"

The man's face was cold and he stood motionless in front of the Black Sword, as if he hadn't heard Yan He's question, and his eyes were standing with a cold and straight look.

Due to the appearance of this man, the lobby suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Before leaving, Shen Qingwan said that there were several secret guards left beside Lin Sishen. They would not take action until their lives were at utmost.

This person should be one of the secret guards left by Shen Qingwan, but... this person looked really weird. Just say that he just stared at Lin Sishen's eyes, it didn't seem to be protecting her, but it seemed to be an assassin who was about to assassin.

The scene was once very strange. Since the man jumped off the roof, he never moved again. He stood straight in front of the black sword like a wooden stake.

Seeing this, the two dead soldiers were eager to try. With Yan He's gesture, they tentatively spared the dead man and rushed towards Lin Sishen with a knife.

Lin Sishen naturally did not want to be outdone and attacked with a sword, and stabbed the two men to death in an instant. However, the other dead soldiers saw that the seemingly terrifying man did not stop him, and they crossed over him one after another and continued to siege Lin Sishen.

Yan He didn't take action, but stared at the strange man vigilantly, guarding against him helping Lin Sishen.

Lin Sishen mediated with the group of dead soldiers, and intentionally or unintentionally passed the unmoved "secret guard" from the corner of his eyes, muttering in his heart that he had guessed wrongly, this person was not the one who Chen Qingwan left beside her.

There were more and more dead soldiers in the lobby, and the man had not taken action for a long time. Lin Sishen had no choice but to fight alone. After a while, several scars of all sizes on her body were added to her body, and the speed of her sword was getting slower and slower.

However, the dead soldier became more and more brave as he fought, like a bloody fly, pounced on Lin Sishen one by one.

Seeing that Lin Sishen was about to lose, a red-eyed monkey suddenly rushed out of the beam of the house, screaming and rushing into a bunch of dead soldiers, jumping up and down and jumping back and forth among the dead soldiers, and tripping several dead soldiers, giving Lin Sishen a breathing effort.

Yan He stared at the monkey who was jumping up and down in the crowd, and couldn't help but frown and snorted coldly: "How come any strange thing can come in."

He didn't think much about it, just thinking that this was a wild monkey who had just run in accidentally. He raised his hand and shot out a bone nail with hidden force, aiming it at the monkey that had just landed on the ground not far away.

But the monkey had agile body and agile shape. Not only did he avoid Yan He's bone nails, but he even turned his head and glared at Yan He fiercely with his red eyes, bared his teeth and roared at him like crazy.

At the same time, a cold and charming voice sounded in the lobby: "Where did the old thing get the courage of the dog? How dare you touch my treasure?"

Yan He glared at his eyes when he heard this, looked up at the roof. Sure enough, he saw that in the cave that was smashed by a man before, a pair of slender and white legs were hanging down, overlapping beautifully, and slowly swaying.

The man who had not moved like a sculpture finally made a move when he heard the woman's voice. His eyes lit up slightly, and he looked up at the beautiful legs. His tight face suddenly showed a silly smile.

These two weirdos seemed to know each other, but they couldn't tell whether they were enemies or friends for a while. Yan He frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Lin Sishen, who was entangled by the dead soldiers, distracted some of his energy and noticed the shocking woman who showed her legs before she showed up. However, after a glance from the corner of her eyes, she withdrew her gaze awkwardly.

The mysterious woman ignored Yan He, then smiled softly and said to the man coquettishly: "If you don't do anything, that little white face will die. If he dies, how can I go back and get a job with the little fox named Chen?"

As soon as the mysterious woman opened her mouth, the man who had been motionless finally made a move. He turned his head and thought seriously, then raised his hand to hold the black giant sword in front of him. He pulled it out with force, and the giant sword broke out and was held steadily in his hand. He turned around and walked towards Lin Sishen step by step.

When a dead soldier saw that he was about to intervene, he immediately stepped forward to stop him. But the man raised his hand and waved his giant sword in his hand and hit the chests hard on the people. It actually made them sink into the chests, and the sound of bones breaking and flesh separation made people feel creepy.

Seeing this, Yan He said in his heart that he said something bad. It seems that these two weirdos are indeed Lin Sishen’s accomplices. No wonder Lin Sishen has always been confident and he really has help.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan He wanted to escape again. Just like last time, while Yan ordered the dead soldiers to rush forward to kill Lin Sishen, he retreated step by step without hesitation until he retreated to the door.

The man was like a barbarian bull, wielding his giant sword into the dead soldiers. In front of him, the dead soldiers were like mantis arm blocking the chariot, and whenever they were swept by the giant sword, their heads were smashed half.

After a moment, there were already bloody corpses in the lobby. Lin Sishen stood among the pile of corpses panting and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, she saw a huge wave blowing towards her head, and she immediately leaned down and dodged, swinging the black giant sword above her head, breaking a beam and pillar beside her.

Why is this man like a madman not distinguishing his enemies? Seeing the man rushing forward with his sword, Lin Sishen quickly avoided it, but her feet were so exhausted that she was tripped by a corpse on the ground and fell backwards.

Just as she almost fell to the ground, a strong fragrance suddenly floated from the air, and then a pair of soft and smooth hands hugged her from behind, and a warm body was closely attached to her back.

"Oh, young master, be careful. If you break your body, you will feel distressed."

The woman's charming and playful voice sounded in her ears with a few ambiguous meanings. A humid and hot breath pounced on Lin Sishen's snow-white earlobes, and a layer of light powder was instantly smoked.

Lin Sishen was shocked. He hurriedly wanted to pull the hands wrapped around his waist like a ghost, but after pulling them for a while, he didn't pull them away. Just as she was about to use brute force, the woman let go of her hand and grabbed her clothes and pulled them back.

Lin Sishen originally thought that he would fall to the ground this time, but he didn't expect the woman to hold her shoulders and waist with one hand, let her half lie in the woman's arms in a position of a bird dependent on others.

Lin Sishen twitched slightly with his lips, looked up and finally saw the mysterious woman's appearance clearly.

The woman looked not old, but she had a thick layer of powder on her face, covering her original appearance. Her pale face, scarlet lips, and her long and narrow fox eyes looked weird and weird. She didn't look like a living person, but rather like a dead person.

Seeing that Lin Sishen was staring at her, the woman couldn't help but raise her sleeves to cover her face, and she was shy and coquettish: "Why are the young master staring at me? Isn't she obsessed with the beautiful appearance of me?"

Lin Sishen trembled when he heard this, and hurriedly rolled out of the woman's arms, got up and patted her sleeves, coughed lightly and bowed her hands and said softly: "Please forgive me for being rude... Thank you for helping me for being righteous."

"Young master is really good at speaking. I can't say whether I am righteous or not. I'm just forced by others."

The woman stood up slowly, covered her lips and smiled so hard that her branches trembled. As her body trembled slightly, the purple robe on her body swayed gently, revealing a pair of slender and naked white legs.

Although these two people were a little weird, they also had real skills, especially the man wielding a giant sword. With him, the influx of dead soldiers could not get close to Lin Sishen at all.

As the joke says, one man should be kept in the way of thousands of men.

The heart that Lin Sishen had been holding finally fell to the ground. She turned to look at the shaking woman and said seriously: "Girl, we don't have to fight with them. Sun Wenqian will soon lead his troops. Let's get out before he comes."

The woman squinted her eyes and stared at Lin Sishen's face, and smiled and said, "I will accept the order."

Yan He, who was standing by the door, seemed to guess that they were going to leave, and immediately shouted and waved his sleeves and said sternly: "I'll give it to me, don't let Lin Sishen escape."

Yan He's voice came to Lin Sishen's ears. She immediately frowned slightly, and a sharp look suddenly burst out from her eyes, but in a flash, she returned to gentleness.

The woman noticed the change in Lin Sishen's eyes at that moment. She took two steps forward and approached Lin Sishen and asked softly: "Do you want to kill him? As long as the young master speaks, I will definitely offer his head."

Lin Sishen raised his eyebrows slightly, thought and lowered his eyes and said, "This person should indeed be killed."

The woman nodded with satisfaction, turned her head to stare at the man who was killed in the crowd, raised her hand and pointed at Yan He. Her voice suddenly became sharp and harsh, and she pointed out loudly: "Blind Monk, kill him and take his head."

Upon hearing this, the blind monk left the dead soldier surrounded by him, and rushed towards Yan He with his sword.

Yan He knew he was defeated, so he turned around and wanted to escape, but the monkey that disappeared was hanging quietly behind him. When he turned around, he bared his teeth and vomited saliva at Yan He.

Its saliva was like venom, and a burst of blue smoke came out with a slight squeak, corroding Yan He's face mostly.

Yan He, who had been vicious for most of his life, did not expect that he would be hit one day. He immediately wailed and covered his face, rolling wildly on the ground in pain.

In just a blink of an eye, the blind monk had already walked to him with a meteor, raised the giant sword in his hand with a grim smile, and waved it down fiercely.

Lin Sishen did not expect Yan He to die so soon. The previous second she could hear Yan He crying and howling. The next second Yan He's head was thrown in front of him by the big man. He stared at the eyes of death with wide eyes widened with horror, and his open lips faintly let out a few low moans that had not been swallowed.

Unexpectedly, the secret guards left by Shen Qingwan by her were just two... strange and vicious weirdos.

Lin Sishen didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment, so he stared at Yan He's rolling head beside his feet, and then frowned and turned his head with a complicated expression.
To be continued...