In the north of Luoyang, within the territory of Yuzhou, on the line from Hanoi to Henan County, a motorcade was slowly driving along the official road.

Servants and guards were mixed among them, and they seemed to be taking care of and guarding someone together. Judging from the size of the convoy, although this person was not considered to be extremely noble, his status was obviously quite important, especially when the team of guards looked at him.

All of them are extremely tough, and they look even taller and more heroic when riding on the horse. You can tell at the first sight that they are not easy to mess with. At this time, they are still looking around cautiously, looking majestic and formal, making people dare not commit any minor offenses.

Although it was already dark at this time, the convoy never stopped moving forward. It was obvious that the host was very eager to reach the destination. As for the destination, judging from the direction they were heading, it was naturally Luoyang, the capital of the country.

There is a carriage in the convoy. It is not exquisite in itself, but it is graceful enough. It seems that the speed of the entire convoy is determined by it. However, the carriage is walking leisurely on the road. It seems somewhat contradictory to the mood of rushing on the road. Just because of this

At that time, the owner of the car was somewhat conflicted.

The decoration inside the car is not complicated, but there is a beautiful woman sitting inside who makes the entire enclosed space brighten up.

The woman has a beautiful face, and her skin that is not fair shows a healthy rosiness. She also has another kind of wild beauty. Her hands are slender but not weak. She lifts the window curtain with one hand, and her eyes are like water.

It reflects the vast field of vision outside. The scenery along the way is pleasant and makes people feel happy, but it does not reduce the faint sadness of the woman's pretty eyebrows.

"Zimo, how much longer will it take?" The magnetic voice slowly flowed out from between those tight lips. It was not gentle, but contained some doubtful firmness. It sounded like a clear spring flowing slowly by my ears.

It makes people feel comfortable in their hearts.

Immediately, a man drove a horse in front of him. This man was tall and mounted on a tall horse. At this time, he lowered his head and said respectfully: "Madam, we are now near Henan County. If we continue like this, it will be another day without any accident."

Accessible day and night.”

The woman raised her head lightly, and her beautiful eyes reflected the starry sky. The night sky was clear, dotted with stars, and so vast. She couldn't help but exhale suddenly, "I just don't know if he still remembers us."

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"Zimo" seemed to have heard the meaning of her words. He didn't know how to answer for a while. In the end, he could only smile and said, "How could that be? Madam is overthinking."

This lady was not as optimistic as him, or in other words, she understood the situation better. Although she didn't say much, there was a wry smile on her lips, thinking in her heart: It doesn't matter if you neglect me, I just hope he doesn't forget that he still has a daughter!

…

Let’s go back to the young scribe who fled in embarrassment and was at a loss when being chased by the Xiliang cavalry.

He didn't know how long he had been running or how far he had run. The scribe knew in his heart that it was not easy for him to persist until now, but he had no way out. At this moment, he saw the scene in front of him. Although the forest had no depth and was even more foggy.

His vision was blurry, but he couldn't care less and shouted in the direction: "Help me, strong man!"

This is considered a small bet, but it is also the result that the scribe has considered. In a short period of time, his mind has suddenly changed and he has thought of many possibilities. The best result is undoubtedly that this person is what Xi Lue said came to support him, and

The scribe believes that if this is the case, the other party must be capable enough. Otherwise, how could Xu Chu be so confident? Otherwise, he would not be the Xi Zhicai he knows. Even if he is not a person on either side, his shout will attract the other party to some extent.

, as long as he hesitates, he will let

If the pursuer behind becomes suspicious, he will naturally be forced to help; or the other party may not be able to help him at all, but that doesn't matter. It is also good to act as a stumbling block to slow down the pursuer so that he can take a breath; of course,

There is also the worst case scenario, that is, this person is also an ambush, but this... is absolutely impossible - because he has already seen the other person. The key is that he can see that this person is dressed the same as Xu Chu.

This all shows that this is "one of our own".

Looking from a distance, the big man was sitting on the horse. I don't know if he heard his words. At this time, he actually urged the horse to come here. The scribe thought for a moment, then no longer hesitated and used the last bit of strength to urge.

Dynamic horsepower, claw yellow flying electricity

It was as if he could feel his thoughts, which actually seemed to speed up by half a minute, causing a group of cavalry behind them to rush towards them without any hesitation, howling and driving their horses desperately. As for the big man coming towards them, they didn't seem to take it seriously.

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Although the two sides were far apart, they both had strong horsepower and were running at full speed. After a while, they were getting closer and closer, and they saw the light mist in the forest. Two gusts of wind were picked up by the rapid speed, and then they finally met on a narrow road.

The scribe finally saw the big man clearly. He saw that he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was righteous, his face was resolute and upright, and his eyes were calm. The scribe could even vaguely see a hint of coldness hidden in the corners of his eyes, and it was directed at him.

later.

He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the next moment he raised it again, because the big man was holding a eyebrow-pointed knife. At this time, he actually raised it high, and then rushed towards him. The scribe's heart was in his throat, but

Now, whether it is to stop Claw Huang Feidian's forward momentum or to dodge his body, he is out of control. He can only watch the blade getting closer and closer to him.

, until it was almost right in front of him, the blade cut an invisible trace in the air, and then stirred up a series of splashes of blood. The blood splashed on the scribe's cheek, bringing a sense of warmth and moisture, and at the same time, it also made him

The stone in my heart fell to the ground, but I saw another head flying in front of me with round eyes and an expression of disbelief on its face. It was the head of the enemy behind me.

It turned out that just now the big man saw a cavalryman behind the scribe approaching the scribe, and the ferocious and excited expression on his face was clearly visible. Naturally, it was impossible for him to succeed, so he took out his sword, swung it, and then his body and head separated. In just an instant,

It's that simple.

This method instantly shocked the other Xiliang cavalry behind them. They all "hissed" inhaled the cold air, and felt that the cold air at night was deeper and deeper, as if it was constantly invading their bodies, and even penetrated deep into their hearts.

A few of them could see more clearly from a distance, and shuddered unconsciously. The big man's moves were too fast and too fierce. If he even shouted and tore the cavalry in front alive, they would still be able to accept it.

But I couldn't bear to be killed so silently, it felt like a shame.

This feeling deeply stimulated them, causing them to shout loudly the next moment. They didn't know whether it was to cheer themselves up or to attract the enemy's attention, or it was just some kind of habit to point at the big man.

The big man didn't even look back and shouted to the scribe beside him in a low voice, "Get aside." Then he used his sword to urge his horse to meet the enemy with great momentum.

This is not a competition on the same level at all!

If the cavalry chasing the scribes were like a group of hunting dogs, then the big man was like a tiger descending from the mountain. Although it took some effort to deal with it, the outcome was not suspenseful. It was doomed from the beginning.

After only a moment, the scribe felt that the opponent was simply swinging his sword continuously, but the enemy was unable to avoid it. One by one, eighteen swords, exactly eighteen... After dealing with these Xiliang Qingqi, the big man turned around.

He turned around and looked at the handsome scribe, and after a long time he asked: "May I ask if your Excellency is the handsome Yingchuan?"

At this time, the scribe had calmed down. This time he had a lucky escape. However, he was not thankful, but considered more issues, "Huh? Are you..."

"Oh, I'm Xiahou Dun. I've been waiting here for a long time as ordered by Mr. Opera."

"Are you the subordinate of Cao Mengde that Zhicai mentioned?"

"Exactly."

"Then Zhicai's side..."

"Please rest assured, sir. Mr. Xi has his own plans and nothing will happen. We need to leave first and wait for them to meet us."

The scribe no longer hesitated and nodded, "In that case, let's go..."
Chapter completed!