Within a few dozen breaths, the five killers had been knocked to the ground by Yang Guo.
The five defeated people did not give Yang Guo a chance to question them. Knowing that there was no hope of escape, they took poison and committed suicide.
Yang Guo also took back the dragon's gall, walked to Yang Qingyuan and glanced at Thirteen.
"Master, these people?! Is it possible that they are here for the second senior brother?"
Yang Qingyuan didn't expect that Yang Guo would think of this, shook his head and said with a smile, "These people should be here for me."
"Thirteen is neither a direct descendant nor an elder, his status in the palace is not high, and he has no power of his own outside the palace. Who would come to kill him?!"
No one will come and kill someone who is not a threat.
If the King of Chu or the prince, or someone who has ideas about the throne, takes the risk to kill Thirteen, it means that Thirteen is not far away from the throne.
However, if someone comes to kill Shisan now, he can only keep himself away from that position forever.
The conversation between the two did not avoid Li Mochou at all, and Li Mochou was also surprised. He did not expect that this little kid who had no sense of presence along the way turned out to be a nobleman of Tianhuang and of the blood of Emperor Zhou.
Thirteen looked at the five corpses on the ground. He couldn't bear it. He made a big hole with his hand and placed the five corpses in it. He buried it with soil and cut off a section of trees from one side.
A wooden tombstone was erected.
Xiao Jiu pursed his lips and said, "Hey, these people are all killers, why do you bother to go to such trouble?! Letting them expose their corpses in the wilderness is a different kind of punishment for their evil deeds."
Thirteen shook his head in denial and said, "Sister, if they were alive, I would not be merciful. I would kill them when they deserve it and punish them when they deserve it. But now five of them have died in hell, leaving only five corpses."
"Perhaps they are already pitiful people. They are also human beings. They can only serve as victims for others. Maybe this is not what they originally wanted. Now that they are dead, why should they vent their anger with their corpses?! This is
Unkind! You don’t want to do anything!”
Xiaojiu nodded secretly. However, although she felt that what Thirteen said was reasonable, she did not want to lose her eldest sister's momentum. She snorted coldly and walked to Yang Qingyuan's side.
Yang Qingyuan did not speak, but waited for Thirteen to finish everything before continuing on the road after a short rest.
But there was indescribable satisfaction in his eyes. There was no Bai Jiao among his two apprentices, especially Thirteen.
With Thirteen’s character and qualifications, all he lacks is means. If given the chance, he would surely become a benevolent king. It’s a pity that Thirteen is neither his direct descendant nor his eldest son, and has no chance of being destined for the supreme position. Otherwise, as his master, he would definitely help him.
A handful.
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During the subsequent journey, the group was attacked one after another.
But the strange thing is that those who took action were all killers with low martial arts skills, or ordinary people in the world, and they did not pose the slightest threat to Yang Qingyuan and his party.
This made Yang Qingyuan a little puzzled.
Within seven days, they were besieged by killers five times, ambushed three times, encountered traps twice, and were attacked by bows and arrows three times.
But each time there wasn't much danger.
Gradually, Yang Qingyuan began to get used to it.
The group has approached the Gyeonggi area.
"Master, across the mountain stream in front is Wuguan."
Yang Guo put down the map in his hand and said to Yang Qingyuan.
On the way home, Yang Qingyuan simply left everything to the three little ones and concentrated on driving, which also gave the three of them a chance to practice.
Yang Qingyuan stood in front of the mountain stream, looking at the terrain here, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Why is Master laughing?"
"I laugh at the fact that the killer has no plan and the dead man has little wisdom. If we ambush a team of people here, it will definitely have a miraculous effect."
Xiao Jiu on the side was stunned for a moment when she heard Yang Qingyuan's words. She seemed to have heard these words from her master somewhere.
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On the distant mountain peak, a man in blood-clothed clothes was tasting wine.
Sitting across from him was a man wearing an Asura ghost mask.
"In the past seven days, you have sent countless waves of trash to assassinate Yang Qingyuan. Is it effective? Wuguan is ahead of us! Once Yang Qingyuan enters Wuguan, we will have no chance!"
In the important area of Gyeonggi Province, after Yang Qingyuan's campaign to eliminate evil and eliminate evil, all unofficial forces were severely weakened.
The man in blood-clothed drank a full cup and didn't care, "It was just an attempt at first. When you and I break into the realm of cave mystery, wouldn't it be easy to kill Yang Qingyuan?!"
The ghost-faced man snorted coldly. The man in blood-clothed clothes was telling the truth, but he had a grudge against Yang Qingyuan for killing his son. If he could report it early, he would naturally not want Yang Qingyuan to live longer.
"Don't worry, the killers I sent earlier were just to prepare the ground for this time. This is the real killing move."
The man in blood clothes drank another glass of wine, "Even if we fail this time, isn't it what we expected? After all, if Yang Qingyuan can be killed so easily, we don't need to be so afraid of him!"
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Yang Qingyuan and his entourage walked into the mountain stream. This road was not an official road and there were few pedestrians coming and going.
The first time Yang Qingyuan drove into the mountain stream, he discovered an ambush.
But he didn't care. There were too many ambushes along the way.
Yang Qingyuan did not remind the three little ones. He wanted to see how the three little ones would respond to this ambush.
While walking, suddenly a burst of arrows sounded, and countless arrows struck from the cliffs on both sides and directly in front.
Yang Qingyuan, who was originally driving happily, felt his hair stand on end the moment he heard the sound of arrows.
This ambush was different from the previous one.
"Be careful! There's an ambush! This time it's real!"
As he spoke, Qing Zhi came out of his sheath.
Yang Qingyuan jumped to the bottom of the carriage, shook the long sword in his hand, and said the Wuqi Yi Jue.
The green sword turned into a ball of silver-white sword light, blocking all the arrows aimed at the carriage.
The three little ones originally thought it was one of those crappy killers who practiced qi and meridians. When they heard Yang Qingyuan's warning, they reacted and drew out their weapons to resist.
Among these crossbow arrows, there were actually dozens of giant crossbow arrows used for siege, but Yang Qingyuan could not hide at this moment.
In the carriage under his feet, there was a seriously injured Li Mochou lying. If Yang Qingyuan relied on Qinggong to escape, Li Mochou would definitely die.
The light of the sword softened, and Yang Qingyuan used his skill to deflect the giant crossbow arrow from its original trajectory.
Then, Qinggong and Shenfa were fully fired.
"Maogong, you drive the car, I will block the arrows, and we will pass through this mountain stream quickly."
As he spoke, Yang Qingyuan conjured up several afterimages in the air, and the arrows that filled the sky were blocked by Yang Qingyuan alone.
The three little ones took this opportunity and worked hard to cross the mountain stream quickly. They didn't know how many people were on the other side at this moment. The best way was to leave this place of right and wrong first.
However, despite this, there was still a horse that was hit by several arrows and stumbled.
However, they could no longer take care of it at this time, and the group quickly passed through the mountain stream amidst the rain of arrows.
A quarter of an hour later, the two people waiting for the news on the distant mountain peak also received the news.
