Zhao Tianming laughed loudly: "What do you know? It is not convenient for Yan'er to save us at this time."
"Looking at the look of the female guard just now, it is obvious that the emperor does not completely trust him. Yan'er's move is just to gain the trust of the empress."
"When we gain trust later, are we still afraid that we will not be exempted from guilt? Or even re-enter the court as officials?"
"hehe."
Zhao Yan gently patted the booklet that controlled the life and death of the Zhao family's power, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
Although the memory of the original owner has disappeared since time travel, with the blessing of this booklet, Zhao Yan will definitely be useful.
"Hey, where is our car?"
After walking out of the prison and outside, Zhao Yan discovered that the carriage he came from had long since disappeared.
"For the record, my aunt, the groom is a veteran of the army for many years and would never make such a low-level mistake."
Qinglong's eyes flickered, sensing that something was wrong.
Suzaku seemed to smell the danger, and couldn't help pressing his hands tightly on the hilt of the sword, keeping the sword from coming out of his body at any time.
‘Whoosh.’
Under the quiet and somewhat terrifying night, there were suddenly several terrifying sounds piercing the sky.
"No, there are assassins."
Qinglong shouted violently, already raised his sword and rushed towards the direction from which Pi Kong came.
However, Suzaku, who had always hated Zhao Yan, did not follow Qinglong to kill him. Instead, he closely guarded Zhao Yan behind him.
Along with the explosion in the sky, several sleeve arrows were blocked by Qinglong's sword.
Several black shadows were like ghosts, moving around and disappearing.
"Thief, where are you going?"
Qinglong was not angry and chased after him with his sword.
"Hey, does your brother have a brain? What if the assassin comes to kill me now?"
Zhao Yan rolled his eyes anxiously when he saw Qinglong's figure disappearing into the night.
Even he, a novice in the world of assassins, could see that this was an assassin's trick.
The purpose is to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and then concentrate on killing him as the real owner.
"Shut up."
Suzaku's red lips trembled slightly, an inexplicable murderous intention came into his heart, and the long sword in his hand actually made a buzzing sound involuntarily.
The sword energy vibrated, as if announcing that Zhao Yan's death had come.
"What are you doing? A killer must have the morality of a killer. You are my personal bodyguard, Zhao Yan, and you still want to kill the master?"
Zhao Yan also saw danger from Suzaku's eyes full of murderous intent.
Subconsciously I took a few steps back.
Just then, Suzaku moved.
Like a cunning fox, he was so agile that Zhao Yan had no time to see clearly, let alone whether he could react physically.
"Oh my god."
Zhao Yan was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue, shrank his neck suddenly, and couldn't help but hold his head tightly with his hands.
At that moment, Zhao Yan clearly felt a sharp sword energy coming towards him.
He could even feel the burning pain on his cheek as the sharp energy brought by the sword edge scratched his cheek.
‘Pfft.’
The sound of the sharp sword sinking into flesh ended with a muffled groan in the void.
An assassin fell down close to Zhao Yan.
Suzaku's sword firmly cut off the assassin's throat, and the body fell to the ground.
‘Gurgling.’
Although the assassin died, his aorta was still spraying hot blood like a fountain.
He directly gave Zhao Yan a bloody face.
In any case, Zhao Yan is just a science student from a later generation. Although he has an excellent grasp of future technologies, he still faces life and death as a young girl in a sedan chair.
I was really uncomfortable with it at the time.
But he wasn't so scared that he peed his pants, after all, all this was within Zhao Yan's expectation.
After Suzaku killed an assassin, his murderous intent was out of control. Facing assassins several times his own, he seemed to be getting braver as he fought, but in fact he was in a difficult situation.
Although one man can fight against several without losing strength and energy, he cannot win the battle quickly.
"Hmph, Zhao Yan, today will be your death anniversary next year."
Zhao Yan had just wiped the blood on his face with his sleeves when he heard a devil-like voice ringing around him.
An assassin stood in front of him without anyone noticing.
"Just kill, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Although Zhao Yan faced life and death, he showed no fear, even though both Qinglong and Suzaku were entangled by assassins and could not escape to rescue him.
"Bullshit is necessary."
The assassin glanced around and saw that all Zhao Yan's guards were being held back. He said confidently.
It seems that time is no longer so tight. Just like a cat chasing a mouse, the assassin wants to slowly kill Zhao Yan.
It seems that only by allowing Zhao Yan to experience unprecedented fear before death can he enjoy the pleasure of killing Zhao Yan.
"You say it and I listen."
Zhao Yan said interestingly, as if it was not him, Zhao Yan, who was waiting for death, but the assassin opposite.
"Zhao Yan, do you really not know who I am?"
The assassin asked with a confused look on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Nonsense, you are covering your face. Who are you to me?"
Zhao Yanxin said that even if you show your face, I don’t recognize you.
"Very good, this way I won't have any psychological burden."
After hearing this, the assassin actually grinned, with a terrifying evil aura in his eyes.
"What's the meaning?"
Zhao Yan felt strange when he heard this. Could it be that the person opposite him was really an old acquaintance?
"It's no fun, just hand over the things and you can die."
The assassin joked.
Wocao, this is too arrogant. You can even fool me for a moment. You are so direct and rude, you simply don’t treat me as a person.
"Since everything is dead, why should I listen to you?"
Zhao Yan asked angrily, thinking that you take yourself too seriously.
"Because if you don't listen to me, you will die miserably. If you listen to me, I will give you a happy life."
The assassin's voice of resistance already indicated that he was losing patience.
"Okay, what do you want?"
It seemed that Zhao Yan was scared for a second and immediately softened.
"Hmph, Zhao Yan, you are a smart man, are you still pretending to be with me?"
The assassin moved a few steps closer to Zhao Yan.
"I really don't know what you're talking about?"
Zhao Yan rolled his eyes, he had never seen such a coquettish assassin.
"Bring me the pamphlet your father gave you."
The assassin said angrily.
Even when answering Zhao Yan's question, he couldn't hold back anymore and stretched out his hand to snatch it away.
"Why?"
Zhao Yan showed a teasing smile.
"You bastard, it doesn't matter if you have it or not, I can still find it on your body."
The assassin had completely lost his patience. He summoned a sharp and bloodthirsty sword from nowhere and struck fiercely at Zhao Yan.
"Master Guo, run quickly."
Qinglong was entangled by three masters who were equal to him and couldn't escape. Seeing that Zhao Yan was in danger, he shouted anxiously.
But Zhao Yan seemed to be frightened by the other party, and he stood there motionless.
"Go to hell."
The assassin was like a gust of wind, already close at hand.
Qinglong has even lost the will to fight.
After all, even if Zhao Yan died, he wouldn't be able to survive.
'Bang.'
Along with a muffled sound, a flash of lightning pierced the night sky.