Tian's little cook

Chapter 845
The man riding in the front threw a token into Liu Zhun's hand, instead of revealing his name, he said, "Commander Liu, I will carry out the mission under the order of King Yong'an."

Liu Zhun saw that it turned out to be the token of King Yong'an, which shows that this group of people should be the secret guards of King Yong'an.

There was an order in the Dasheng court that only the emperor and crown prince deliberately kept secret guards, and no other princes were allowed.But if he is a powerful prince, he will also secretly raise dark guards.

Now that King Yong'an is in power, he will naturally cultivate his own power.

Liu Zhun had to get out of the way, but suddenly found that there were bows and arrows in the bag hanging on the side of the horse, and he couldn't help being even more frightened.

Seeing the five people leaving, Liu Zhun had a bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't dare to chase after him. He just frowned, watched the dust raised by the horses at night subside, and turned back to the palace.

That's all he can do, Lin Zhimo and Zhang Linghan can only ask for their own blessings.
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Lin Zhimo was already very proficient in riding a horse, so she had always held the reins and ran quickly on the official road.

The moonlight at the beginning of the month was not bright, so in order to go smoothly, they chose the official road.

"Zhimo, run for three hours and you can reach Le County. Let's go there to buy horses and dry food." Zhang Linghan is familiar with these places and has already begun to plan the route to the northwest.

"Okay." Lin Zhimo was about to ask, but heard a faint noise behind him, "What's the sound?"

Zhang Linghan frowned and listened carefully, and suddenly came to his senses: "Someone is chasing him on horseback, let's go!"

Lin Zhimo was taken aback, there were pursuers so soon, could it be that Huang Furui had already discovered that Yuxi was on her?
Not able to think too much, Lin Zhimo whipped the horse's belly hard. The horse was frightened and ran forward as fast as possible.

But the two rode the same horse, so the speed was naturally not as fast as the dark guard who was good at riding.

The sound of horseshoes behind was getting louder and louder, and it was obvious from the sound that there was more than one person.

Then came a man's voice from behind: "The people in front stop, follow me back to the palace, and spare you not to die."

Lin Zhimo continued to swing his whip, but the speed of the horse had reached its limit.

"Zhimo, go to the woods on the right." Zhang Linghan has been observing the surrounding environment. He remembered that before he came to the capital last time, he passed through a forest on this road, and there was a place so narrow that only one horse could pass through.

Lin Zhimo immediately turned around when he heard the words, and the dark guard saw it not far away, and immediately followed.

The road in the woods was much narrower, and with the dense canopy, Lin Zhimo couldn't see clearly, and he relied on horses to know the way.

Some low-hanging branches swept across her face and body, bringing out pain and itching. Lin Zhimo didn't notice it at all, and all his attention was on finding the way.

The hidden guard was not familiar with the environment inside, so he was worried about being lost, so he took out his bow and arrow and shot forward.

"Ah."

Lin Zhimo heard Zhang Linghan let out a muffled hum, and said anxiously: "Doctor Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Zhang Linghan gritted his teeth, "Go ahead, I'll take care of it."

Zhang Linghan resisted the severe pain in his back, took out the medicine bag he carried with him, and opened a medicine bottle in a panic, but he just held it in his hand and didn't move.

The road got narrower and narrower, but the pursuers got closer and closer.

Lin Zhimo only felt that the blood in his whole body rushed to his hands, even though his hands were already stiff, he didn't dare to stop.

Finally arrived at the narrowest part of Linzhong Road, seeing that the pursuers were about to catch up, Zhang Linghan swung the medicine bottle in his hand back vigorously, and a large piece of white powder spilled out, like a fine snow, fluttering .

(End of this chapter)