Late at night, Yunlong Temple guest house.

After a tiring day, Gu Zhian and others went to bed early. Several ghost-like black shadows quietly passed in front of the guest courtyard. Several long swords with cold light were pulled out. Just as they were about to take action, two more

A black shadow quietly appeared and stopped several people who wanted to break into the house.

The two parties fought with swords and swords, many things in the courtyard were damaged, and there was naturally a lot of movement.

Inside the house, Gu Zhi had woken up and saw that his grandmother was still sleeping peacefully. He felt at ease and got up, put on his clothes and went to the window to check.

Hongying and Langqiao next door also got up and quickly ran to Gu Zhian. They were relieved to see that their master was fine.

"Do you know who he is?" Gu Zhian asked.

Hongying looked at them for a while, pointed at two of them and said, "These two should be the people left by the general. I have seen them."

Gu Zhian was slightly stunned. When he separated from Chu Yuanyan, he didn't say he would keep anyone.

Lang Qiao answered, "The general must be afraid that the gangsters will come to retaliate against us during the day, so he specially reserved his manpower."

Hongying secretly glanced at Gu Zhian, and saw that her expression was as usual, and she felt very anxious. The previous master had done it so obviously, but why did the current master not react at all? Even if the girl was not moved to tears at this moment, she would be.

You should be a little shy, right? But my master, let alone shy, doesn’t even have a trace of doubt, it’s so natural

Hongying couldn't hold it back and asked: "Miss, I have never seen the general treat anyone so kindly before."

Gu Zhian still stared at the battle situation outside, and casually added: "That's right, after all, no one has been as important to your general as me before."

Hongying was about to nod crazily when she heard Gu Zhian say again, "These things in my hand are of great use to him. Can't he protect me carefully and thoughtfully? Do you understand this is called exchange of interests?"

The smile on Hongying's face froze, and she was about to sigh when she heard Gu Zhian say again, "But your general is still a good person and worth getting to know. I plan to cooperate with him for a long time." Such a thick golden thigh can still

Help yourself to get back your luck. If you don’t hug me, you won’t hug me.

Hongying instantly felt that her former master had another chance, and her complicated mood eased a lot.

At this time, the battle outside became more and more intense. Although the two people on our side had high martial arts, they had the upper hand at first. However, because they failed to defeat the opponent in a short period of time, the opponent took advantage of the larger number of people to reverse the situation of the battle, and gradually fell behind.

Downwind.

Seeing this, Gu Zhian simply pushed open the window, revealing the arm crossbow that was strapped to his arm even when he was sleeping. After taking aim briefly, the sharp arrow shot out of the air, followed by the man's muffled grunt of pain.

"court death!"

The vision was poor at night, so although the sharp arrow hit the opponent, it missed the vital point. The man quickly identified the person who fired the cold arrow as the woman hiding behind the window. His eyes suddenly became extremely fierce, and he raised his sword and was about to swipe towards the window.

What Gu Zhian wants is this effect, which can not only relieve the difficulties of her two brothers, but also fully expose the opponent's vital points, which is suitable for her to lay down an arrow.

The arrow that had been aimed long ago shot out of the air again at an extremely fast speed. Almost in an instant, the short arrow pierced the chest of the man in black.

The figure of the man in black, who was originally fierce and murderous, suddenly stagnated, and the momentum around him disappeared instantly. He lowered his head and looked at his chest, filled with absurdity. How could this be possible? The woman just now clearly did not draw her bow and nock an arrow.

Where did this arrow come from?

No one gave him an answer, and he lost all opportunities.

Seeing this, the remaining three people felt sad and angry in their hearts. They wanted to avenge their brothers, but they couldn't escape. Their minds and bodies were in chaos, which gave their opponents an opportunity to take advantage of them, and they soon fell into a disadvantage again.

The three of them were also ruthless men. Seeing that there was no room for turning around, in order not to become prisoners and suffer the torture of extracting confessions, while they still had some strength left, they bitten the poison sacs they had hidden in their mouths and committed suicide.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha's call, full of compassion, resounded inside and outside the courtyard.
Chapter completed!