Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 242
Xiao Ruofeng put away his sword, walked to the side of the carriage, and said in a low voice, "You disturbed Lord Hou."

Baililuo said calmly, "Who is here?"

"It's the killer of the dark river." Xiao Ruofeng replied.

"Dark River. I've heard of this name before." Baililuochen said flatly.

Inside the carriage, the expressions of the other people changed slightly.

The beautiful swordsman who finally vomited up the blood on his chest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "That man's swordsmanship just now... I can only take one blow."

"One sword is enough." Baili Luochen patted him on the shoulder, "Sometimes life and death are just a matter of one sword."

"Hou Ye take a good rest, I will arrange the next thing." Xiao Ruofeng said.

"His Highness King Langya." Baili Luochen called out suddenly.

"What's the matter, Master Hou?" Xiao Ruofeng stopped in his tracks.

"Are these people your soldiers?" Baili Luochen asked.

"That's right. From the day they entered the Jinwu Guard, they were selected and trained by me." Xiao Ruofeng replied.

"Yes, do you have a name?"

"Hu Benlang."

"it is good."

Only then did Xiao Ruofeng start to look around the scene, and found that a dozen killers on the opposite side still took away some of the lives of the Jinwu Guards after a scuffle just now. Everyone thought it was just an ordinary errand, but they didn't expect that it was just a stick of incense time, but they experienced a lot of life and death.

The young lieutenant named Xie De ignored the older lieutenant's obstruction and walked to Xiao Ruofeng's side: "My lord, please tell me frankly how dangerous this errand is, so we brothers can prepare for it."

"There is no need to make any preparations. Our side is in the open, and the other side is in the dark. The other side wants to kill people, and we have to protect them. As before, we must always be on guard, keep fighting, and return to the apocalypse as soon as possible!" Xiao Ruofeng replied.

Shade hesitated for a moment, but said nothing.

Xiao Ruofeng patted him on the shoulder: "Since you joined the army, you must be prepared."

Xie De whispered: "I have been in the Jinwu Guard for three years, and I was promoted to lieutenant general only this year. My family is proud of me, and I don't want to die here."

"Why did you join the army?" Xiao Ruofeng asked suddenly.

Shade hung his head and said nothing.He was a little scared, especially in the battle just now, facing those elusive killers, he didn't even have the courage to draw his sword. If he did it again, he might not be so lucky.

"Is it to fight the enemy?" After Xiao Ruofeng finished speaking, seeing that Xie De did not respond for a long time, he couldn't help shaking his head, "I guess not. That's because the Jinwu Guards don't need to fight the enemy, they just need to stay in the orderly and stable imperial city. The safest, and the fastest to advance? But you forgot, the Jinwu Guards don’t need to go to battle to kill the enemy. When the imperial city is attacked, you are the last line of defense.”

Xie De was terrified, not knowing what Xiao Ruofeng meant by his words, and replied: "Beili's national power is strong, Your Majesty has a clean government and loves the people, how could Tianqi City be attacked?"

"If you can't get in from the outside, how about you get out from the inside?" Xiao Ruofeng said quietly, "Try to live, if you can survive this journey of life and death, then next time, you will be better than those of you who are still in the imperial court." The pampered companions in the city have a greater chance."

In the carriage, the ordinary-looking young man was healing the luck of the beautiful sword boy. After a stick of incense, the face of the beautiful sword boy gradually turned blood from the pale at the beginning. He let out a long breath and said: " Thanks a lot."

"Drinking a sip of wine will help the circulation of Qi and blood." The young man handed over a flagon.

The beautiful swordsman took a look, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "Thank you."

The young man took back the jug, took a sip by himself, and said with a smile, "I won't lie to you."

"Ah Chen has a cleanliness habit, you just drank mouth to mouth, how do you want him to drink it?" Baililuochen said with a smile.

"There are so many particulars." The young man shrugged.

"Brother, can you give me a drink?" Chef Wang said suddenly.

The young man took a look at Chef Wang, his face was full of oil, and his nose hairs were exposed. He raised his eyebrows after being stunned for a moment, and stuffed the jug into his waist: "Drink it, finish it, next time next time."

The old man who fed the horse opened the window, looked outside, and said with emotion: "A lot of people died..."

"This is just the beginning." The young man patted his flagon, "It feels like a test, King Langya has made it up once, can he do it again?"

"Three Caves of the Cunning Rabbit, how can King Langya only have this hand." Baili Luochen smiled slightly, "We might as well just...wait and see what happens."

A few miles away, two killers walked side by side, heading in the opposite direction to this group of people.

"It's not your style to give up the mission so easily. If you fail once, kill again. Sixteen swordsmen are not enough. Let the main hall send sixteen more." The mourner kept talking.

The umbrella-wielding ghost remained silent all the way, and said after walking another mile, "Before we set off, the Patriarch gave me orders."

"What?" asked the undertaker.

"If you can't succeed with one blow, retreat." The umbrella ghost replied.

The two walked through a forest, and in front of them was a large lake, and three people stood by the lake.

The one standing in the middle has white beard and hair, but the most burly figure, with a golden-backed machete resting on the ground, with extraordinary momentum.

"Su Muyu, Su Changhe." The man said in a deep voice, "It is said that you are the most powerful killers of this generation of the Su family, why... you were defeated so easily?"

"Oh, who am I to tell..." The undertaker Su Changhe was about to speak, but was stopped by Su Muyu's hand, and Su Muyu lowered his head slightly: "Thank you, Third Master."

The swordsman known as Xie Sanye raised the knife on the ground and carried it on his shoulder: "The general hall knew that this task was difficult, and he was afraid that you juniors would not be able to complete it, so he sent me here. You should return to the general hall and report to the leader. Punish it."

"I want to know, is this an order from the head hall, or your third uncle?" Su Muyu, the umbrella-wielding ghost, asked slowly.

"Is there a difference?" Mr. Xie raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Then I wish the third master a triumphant return." Su Muyu pulled up Su Changhe, who was still about to speak provocatively, passed the three of them, and swept forward.

"When did the Xie family have the right to intervene in our Su family's affairs?" Su Changhe was indignant.

"Mr. Xie is the second best master of the Xie family after the Patriarch, and it is not worthwhile to compete with him. Moreover, the Patriarch means that this errand is a hot potato. We acted because of the appointment of the patriarch. Now that someone If you are willing to pick it up, then throw it to him." Su Muyu said.

"Killing Baili Luochen, it's a matter of becoming famous all over the world."

"Wrong, it's not about being famous all over the world. It's about being the target of people all over the world."

(End of this chapter)