Hearing the shouts from behind, He Yun'er frowned, resisted the thought of drawing his sword and slashed the gangster, and left quickly.
He Wu really sighed sincerely when he saw that Qin Tian was still interested in provoking He Yun'er. This kind of inner acceptance quality is really powerful. Didn't he know that with just those words, he was in the gate of hell?
Have you been away for a while?
He Wu shook his head. He no longer cared about the life and death of this little bastard. He had given him a coat anyway. It wouldn't freeze him to death overnight, so he just let him be.
Seeing He Yun'er leaving, Qin Tian raised his eyebrows and smiled indifferently.
She even shook her legs. Although she didn’t know whether Master He would keep his promise and let her go tomorrow, but it didn’t matter to Qin Tian. She was freezing outside and she was freezing inside, not to mention eating inside.
I was full and warmly dressed, and occasionally I could see the woman named He Yun'er, which was really a feast for the eyes.
When he goes out, he must brag to his friends. The courtesan in the brothel is nothing. If he can eat the rouge on He Yun'er's lips, Qin Tian will be willing to lose ten years of his life.
Shaking my legs, I sat under the tree and hummed the flowing Eighteen Touches.
But he hummed softly, and his situation was stronger than others. Now in this high-rise compound, if he hums a tune like Shiba Mo, and someone hears it, he might be hung from a tree and beaten.
Thinking of the feeling of the whip hitting his body, Qin Tian shuddered, then rubbed and pushed the coat up a little, so that his body was more covered by the coat and better kept warm.
....
Late at night, when Qin Tian was drowsy, a sound from the corner suddenly surprised Qin Tian.
"Isn't there something dirty in this house? You're out in the middle of the night." Thinking of this, Qin Tian felt the hairs on his hair rising, and his back felt thick.
At this moment, the moonlight reflected a blade of light, which reflected on Qin Tian's face.
Qin Tian remembered what the storyteller told in the hook bar.
"The best way to fight between upper-class officials is to suppress others in terms of logic. Therefore, the military attaches were suppressed by the civilian officials in the Taiping Era. Why? In the Taiping Era, the military attaches had no military power and no brains of civilian officials.
, often being led by the nose by civil servants.”
"And the worst thing is assassination, sending assassins to kill people. Most of this kind of thing can only be done by the emperor. This official is more majestic than the emperor. The emperor has no choice but to kill him.
Once something like this is done, it means that the emperor wants to silence him, so there will be no one alive in this house, and he can just blame the thieves later."
Qin Tian's heart was pounding with hair as he thought.
"Damn it, I must have been assassinated!"
I cursed in my heart, but my voice was not hoarse. I quickly shouted loudly.
"Master He, someone has assassinated you!"
"Master He, someone has assassinated you!"
He Wu sat in front of the case and heard Qin Tian's shouting. He looked out the window in disgust. Is it necessary for the whole world to know about such a big thing?
When the assassins heard the man under the tree calling the police, they waved their swords and struck Qin Tian.
Qin Tian looked at the sword that was about to fall on him and shouted in his heart.
My life is at an end.
At this moment, a black sword appeared in front of Qin Tian. Qin Tian did not feel the severe pain of the sword hitting his body. He opened his eyes and saw a black sword in the distance.
There is only an inch in front of me.
Looking up, He Yun'er held the sword casually, as if he was playing, not even bothering to look at these assassins.
The assassins looked at each other, and slashed their swords horizontally towards He Yun'er's waist. He Yun'er waved his hand, and a sharp sword energy was drawn directly.
At the beginning, the assassin was directly split in half by the sword energy. Without even a chance to react, he turned into blood mist, turned into pieces of flesh, and fell to the ground. The warm blood splashed onto Qin Tian's face.
On his face, Qin Tian looked at He Yun'er.
In my heart, although there was some fear, I was more excited.
He felt vaguely in his heart that his dragon gate was coming!
He Yun'er didn't take into account the thoughts of this rogue. He picked up the long sword and swung it. A sword energy was drawn out. In the air, the sword energy was divided into three and shot in three directions.
A dozen assassins were cut in half,
He Yun'er picked up the long sword and pointed it at the last assassin. The assassin gritted his teeth and threw a dirt bag on the ground.
With a crash, a huge cloud of smoke exploded, obscuring the view.
He Yun'er wanted to hear Bai Ye's voice in her ears when she wielded her sword energy.
"My dear disciple, just save it. I want to stay in this courtyard for a few more days." As soon as he finished speaking, a spear flew out of Bai Ye's room, like a silver dragon, towards the fleeing assassin.
fly away,
Before the assassin had time to look back to see if anyone was catching up, he felt a pain in his chest and asked a burning question. He looked down and saw that a silver-white gun tip had passed through his chest and stabbed him directly.
wear.
The assassin spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Fell to the ground.
The Silver Dragon Spear flew back once again, flying back to Bai Ye's room with drops of blood.
He Yun'er put the black sword back into its scabbard, glanced at Qin Tian with blood on his face, snorted coldly, turned around and left the scene, leaving Qin Tian alone and dull.
Qin Tian felt that the hemp rope tied to his body had been loosened. Qin Tian broke away. He originally wanted to run, but he took a look at the place where the rope broke. The gap was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by a peerless sword.
Qin Tian was silent for a while, picked up his cotton coat, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
If not for anything else, Qin Tian would bet that if he dared to run, he would be stabbed to death with a sword or a gun before he could run three meters just because of the fighting prowess those two people showed just now.
Instead of running out, you have to hide from the troops patrolling the night under curfew. If you hide in this courtyard, at least if you don't move around, you won't be killed.
The weather in Peiping was still relatively cold, and the blood of the assassins solidified quickly. Apart from the smell of blood in the air, Qin Tian did not feel any discomfort.
…
Early next morning.
Qin Tian felt as if someone had kicked him in the thigh. Just when he thought of scolding his mother, he saw He Wu standing next to him and kicking his thigh.
Seeing He Wu, Qin Tian swallowed back the curse words he was about to curse. Compared with being the fastest at the moment, his own Xiaoming was more important.
"Let's go, do you still want to have breakfast here?" He Wu glanced at Qin Tian.
Qin Tian stood up and saw that the minced meat on the ground had been cleaned up. Although his face was a little sticky, he smiled innocently at He Wu.
He Wu saw Qin Tian smiling at him with blood on his face. Not to mention how scary it was, he wondered if this kid must have been frozen to death.
"Master, please bow to me as a disciple!" Qin Tian half-knelt on the ground and shouted to He Wu Gaoshen.
He Yun'er, who was standing in the inner courtyard, heard this, looked up, then lowered his head to do his own thing.