In AD 340, on the seventh day of the tenth month of the Han calendar, the towers were lost in fog, the crossings were lost in snow, and the wind was light and white.

Early in the morning, Dongfang Laoer tidied up his clothes and ran to Zigui School in high spirits, saying he wanted to see his precious granddaughter.

After I arranged for the secret protection personnel to accompany me, I hid in a corner of the backyard of Qingyin Pavilion, chewing onions and green onions with relish, then wrapped myself in a mink fur out of boredom, looked up at the sky, and sighed softly.

It seems that today is another day of being in a daze, very boring!

Ever since my eldest brother brought Mr. Dongfang’s grandson to Qingyin Pavilion, I have been squatting in Qingyin Pavilion for more than a month. In the past month, Liu Ruisheng, the second son of the Liu family, and his lackeys have never set foot in Qingyin Pavilion.

None of them were left for me, which left me with nothing to gain.

During these days, Liu Ruisheng's right-hand men, Liu Bu and Xu Zhuo, were always keeping their tail between their legs. It seemed that these two guys did not intend to seek bad luck for Dongfang Chunsheng again.

That's fine, it saves me from spending my energy and words dealing with you.

In the past month, Dongfang Chunsheng, who was beaten by Liu Bu with only half his life left, has recovered from his injuries. According to the doctor's advice, he can stop taking the medicine in three days, and after a few days of rest and recuperation, he can regain his strength.

Thinking of Dongfang Chunsheng, I can't help but twitch my nose: there are hundreds of schools of thought in the world, three religions and nine schools, each with its own magical powers. Decades ago, Dongfang Chunsheng was the leader among the nine famous schools, and his status in the world can be said to be unparalleled.

It is a pity that tens of thousands of people are now reduced to such a miserable state.

Smelling the medicinal smell slowly wafting out of the room, looking at the hazy pines in the distance, and feeling comfortable after a three-minute meal, I felt a little lost in thought.

Time flies, I have been in charge of the escort agency for more than three years. Along the way, with the support of my elder brother Desheng and the planning of my sister Yang Guan, the reputation and strength of the Lingyuan Escort Agency have skyrocketed. In just three years, it has become the first in the entire Huaxing Escort Agency.

Even in Quzhou, which encompasses the entire ancient Central Plains, it is already somewhat famous.

Although my name, Lingyuan Yangliu, is not valuable and my level is not high, I can still get three points of thin noodles in the black and white circles of Huaxing County.

But for the past three years, every night, when I savored it carefully, there was always a trace of uneasiness and confusion in my heart.

Among the escorts recommended by Brother Desheng, it was only Brother who followed suit. I had less and less say in the Lingyuan Escort Agency, and sometimes I even had no say. Half of the annual income of the Escort Agency was paid as tribute to the Liu family.

Although the income of the Escort Bureau is still huge after taking out the tribute money, it still feels bad in my heart. It feels like working hard for others. Under the instigation of my elder brother, I participated in some despicable activities of murder and arson from time to time. The old man who was born and raised in the Escort Agency

They couldn't stand it, so I gradually followed my father to retire in Beishi. Although I gained both money and power, my life became more and more reserved, and there were fewer and fewer people with whom I could drink.

Today's Lingyuan Escort Agency seems to have no swords, although my swordsmanship is poor; no wine, although my wine taste is poor; and no friends, although I don't have many friends.

The real world in my heart seems not to be like this!

Sister Desheng has done nothing to stop what Brother Desheng has done in recent years, so I can’t say more.

To me, my eldest brother, Desheng, not only has the grace of saving my life, but also has the affection of a sister and brother. I have to get on this pirate ship even if I don't have to.

Although, this kind of life makes me depressed.

I think!

While I was thinking about it, the pine forest in the courtyard suddenly moved, and there was a slight rustling. The pine trees moved, and black shadows fell on the trees, one, two, three, four... accompanied by the light red mist.

, eight black shadows fell from the tree in unison.

I narrowed my eyes slightly and saw eight black figures, all of which were secret sentries I had placed in the courtyard. Among them were many experts who were good at lurking and investigating. They died almost at the same time, which made me feel refreshed and wary.

Come to work!

He was able to kill eight people within a few breaths, and his skills and level were by no means inferior to mine, and even far higher than mine.

Without thinking too much, I suddenly unsheathed the long sword in my hand, leaned against the wall with my back, punched forward with one fist, placed the horizontal sword on the back of my fist with my right hand, gathered my breath, and assumed the starting position of "Yang Family Sword Technique" created by my grandfather.

, staring around, ready to wait for an opportunity.

Humph! Ah!

In the courtyard, several more muffled groans were heard, and another seven or eight secret sentries were quietly dealt with by the newcomers.

But I didn't notice any flaws in that person. It seemed that the person who came here was far more powerful than I imagined.

The enemy was in the dark and I was in the light. To act rashly would be to seek death. Therefore, I held my breath and concentrated my mind and continued to maintain the defensive position.

Suddenly, under a cedar tree outside the thick fog, an extremely faint voice came from the black shadow on the ground, "Yangliu, save me!"

After carefully discerning the voice, I realized that it was the person from my house.

I was about to step forward to rescue him, but in the end I didn't take a step forward.

This was a hard-to-get tactic by the attacker. He wanted to get me out of the corner so that he could attack me in the dark. Therefore, our people could not be saved.

So, I still held back my breath, and the cat was in the corner.

After a while, there was a scream, and there was no life in the cedar forest. It seemed that the hunter had lost his patience and slaughtered all our troops.

The entire backyard was quiet, and there was no breath to be found in the thick fog.

During the confrontation, I was so uneasy that I couldn't tell for a moment what state the person was in or who sent him.

Everyone in the neighborhood knew that Dongfang Laoer was not at Qingyin Pavilion today. How could the eldest brother’s good second brother not know? Since he knew, how could he suddenly send someone to assassinate Dongfang Laoer?

A surprising thought flashed through my mind.

This person did not come to kill Dongfang Chunsheng, but came to kill me or my eldest brother.

As the old saying goes, if you are facing an enemy in battle and your appearance is different, you will die!

Just when I was distracted by my thoughts, I suddenly felt a sudden surge of cold wind behind me. I shouted in my heart that something was wrong. I turned around hastily and saw a big hand suddenly appear from the wall, which made me break out in a cold sweat.

The intruder actually used his hand as a blade, broke open the courtyard wall with one hand, and attacked me straight at my waist.

The force was precise, the direction was tricky, and the action was fast, making my scalp tingle.

In desperation, I immediately raised the knife, used the knife as a wall, and turned counterclockwise.

I want to make a bet. If someone dares to forcefully penetrate me, the outcome will be that I die and he loses his right arm.

I don’t know if anyone is willing to pay this price.

Facts have proved that I won the bet.

At the last moment, the visitor stopped his hand, without making a sound, and hid in the fog again.

I looked down at the knife and saw a few drops of blood on the knife, and a thumb on the ground. While the knife was spinning, I took off one of his fingers.

Benefit is revealed through form, merit is concealed through Tao. He is ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to himself. He is such a ruthless assassin!

From the first day of the fight, I knew that this person was not someone to be trifled with. So, I took a deep breath, bent down to drag my knife, and walked quickly to the center of the courtyard. The center of the courtyard has a wide field of view, which is conducive to observing the wind and grass. I kept changing my field of view while thinking.

Make a plan to defeat the enemy.

Suddenly, a hidden arrow struck from the left. I waved my knife to deflect it, but the hidden arrow had already arrived from the right.

By flicking left and right, more than ten hidden arrows were dodged by me one after another.

Although the courtyard was silent again, a strong evil aura moved my gaze to the roof. I looked up and saw that the person who came to assassinate was holding a short dagger and using his body as an arrow, he used Kaohsiung Feng to kill him with hundreds of arrows.

Husband's bravery, his body kept spinning and lunging towards me!

This momentum is very strong, with the power of thunder and the power of electricity, so it should not be underestimated.

Oh, the master who dares to touch the tiger's butt is really clever!

Faced with the powerful and heavy blow, I did not choose to retreat. My head became hot, I roared, I concentrated my attention, found the right moment, and slashed vertically with the knife. I flew towards him and stabbed the tip of the dagger straight at him.

And down.

But the moment I swung the knife straight down, I felt regretful. I knew that the opponent had the advantage, but I still faced each other head-on. If nothing else happened, I would be punched through a big hole by his blow. In order to fight for a piece of

Why bother if you die just because of your breath?

"Brother Yang, let me lend you a knife!"

At the moment of life and death, a shout suddenly came from behind. Xu Jian, the manager of Qingyin Pavilion, came with a fat body and a knife. He slashed at the man in the same direction and with the same moves as me.

Xu Jian's whole body was slightly chubby, and his lower abdomen was protruding and sagging slightly. He swung a powerful and heavy blow, and all the fat on his body was rising and falling like waves.

The two of us worked together, but it didn't change the outcome. There was just a "bang" sound, and Xu Jian and I were repelled by the attacker's volley and fell to the ground at the same time.

The courtyard is quiet again.

Xu Jian collapsed to the ground and let out strange screams before passing out.

My breath reversed, and I spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably. My eyes gradually blurred, and I began to lose consciousness.

Within three or four breaths, a person stood beside me. I could only feel that person's murderous intent. It was not difficult to guess that this person was the one who came to assassinate me and my eldest brother.

I frowned slightly, tried to stay alert and asked, "Who are you?"

The person who came didn't say anything. I vaguely saw him put his dagger in his sleeve, slowly approaching me, squatting in front of me, expressionless, and said sternly, "Just now you asked for a finger from me. According to the rules of the world,

Now, I’ll give you a gift back!”


Chapter completed!