The moonlight shines brightly, and the shadows of the trees are mottled.
The head of the Liu family, who was thinking about how to deal with this matter, inadvertently raised his head and looked around when he was suddenly attracted by a dazzling silver light in the crowd.
In the dazzling silver light, you can vaguely see a man with a bamboo hat on his head and a black shorts uniform, lowering the brim of his hat and looking here.
In the eyes that were level with the bamboo hat, cold stars shone, and murderous intent suddenly appeared.
The head of the Liu family was shocked, his eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the assassin who had already grasped the hilt of the sword and unsheathed the sharp sword, his mind went blank.
There is an assassin!
He wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't open his mouth. He was so anxious that his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground and he couldn't move.
And the assassin in the crowd, when he drew his sword, suddenly found someone staring at him.
His heart sank, and he didn't care anymore. He drew out his sharp sword with a swish sound and tapped his foot lightly. He rushed toward the first sedan like a hawk rushing to catch a rabbit.
The sword's edge shone with cold light, pointing directly at Fan Zeng in the sedan chair.
"ah!"
In his eyes, the slightly trembling sword tip stabbed toward his head like lightning.
The head of the Liu family was shaking violently, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.
The buzzing and trembling sword tip struck his forehead, and he finally shouted out.
However, just as he shouted this, he suddenly felt a hot liquid splashing on his face from behind.
"Ugh!" I heard Mr. Fan in the sedan let out a muffled groan. Then there was a thud and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
"There's an assassin!"
Seeing the assassin with the sword dripping with blood in his hand, the head of the Liu family was so frightened that he screamed in panic.
The whole street suddenly turned into a mess, and the surrounding crowds of people were screaming in panic and hurriedly fled the scene like a huge flood.
On the street, people were like headless flies, crowding and pushing each other. They did not recognize things and ran away blindly. For a time, there were cries on the street, children's cries, and adults looking for their children.
The screams were loud. On both sides of the street, the vendors selling lanterns did not bother to pack up their things. They abandoned their stalls and ran away. The beautiful lanterns were randomly discarded on the street, and soon they were lost to the surging flow of people.
, trampled into a pile of broken paper and bamboo sticks.
The assassin was obviously an experienced player, and after landing a successful blow, he immediately retreated.
He quickly retracted his sword, dodged, and rushed towards the crowd, hoping to take advantage of the chaotic situation and escape from the scene.
However, at this moment, a group of sergeants in black armor suddenly rushed out from all corners of the street. Like a seamless flood, they blocked the scene in an instant.
As more and more troops appeared, the entire street was covered by the sound of gold and iron.
"Put down your weapons!" The army was in a tight formation, with spearmen, swordsmen, shields, and archers in front. The entire team was in order. Every time they took a step, they all shouted loudly and pressed towards the assassin who was surrounded in the center.
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The assassin's eyes were as calm as water. He was still holding the gleaming sword, standing sideways, staring coldly at the murderous sergeants.
At this moment, the head of the Liu family, who was collapsed on the ground, reached out and touched his face.
What is this, slimy?
The head of the Liu family took a look at the stain on his palm and was immediately shocked.
Because, his hands were actually full of blood.
"Fan, Lord Fan!" The head of the Liu family was startled. He rushed to the side of the sedan and reached out his hand to lift the curtain. However, when he reached halfway, he froze.
Because, he was shocked to see that the sedan curtain was opened. Fan Zeng, who was safe and sound, sneered at this and walked out of the sedan.
His chest was wet, and red liquid was still dripping down.
However, his expression was gloomy. It didn't look like he had been stabbed.
"Head of the Liu family, you are very good!" Fan Zeng lowered his head, glanced at the head of the Liu family, his eyes widened, and said with a satisfied smile.
"Although your appearance just now is very laughable, I still think of you in my heart. After I return to Beijing, I will definitely report it to Lord Ming'an!"
Happiness came so quickly that the head of the Liu family was a little stunned for a moment.
He stared blankly at Fan Zeng, who was completely fine, and the muscles on his face were stiff.
It wasn't until the guard next to Fan Zeng rebuked him coldly: "You haven't thanked your lord yet?" Only then did the head of the Liu family react and hurriedly kowtowed: "Untouchable, thank you for your nurturing kindness. Your lord's great kindness is great."
Virtue, the villain will never forget it!"
On the side, Su Guangyi, who was also frightened and turned pale, after hearing Fan Zeng's words, his eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the proud head of the Liu family with an unkind expression.
"Okay, get up!" Fan Zeng's attention at this time was not on him, but on the assassin in front of him.
"Sir, you...your injury!" After the head of the Liu family got up, he pointed to the blood-red patch on Fan Zeng's chest with a worried look on his face and asked in a trembling voice.
Fan Zeng smiled and casually unbuttoned his collar, revealing a layer of silver-white soft armor.
"What is this?" The head of the Liu family's eyes lit up, and his voice became even more trembling.
"Haha, this is what Master An personally rewarded me when I left the capital! It turns out that Master An had long thought that someone would have evil intentions! When I saw it today, it was indeed the case!" Fan Zeng first showed off proudly.
Finally, when he looked at the assassin, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Kill!" Fan Zeng waved his hand and directed the sergeants to arrest him.
"Sir, if you want to capture him, ask the person behind it?" The head of the Liu family thought for a while and asked.
Fan Zeng smiled coldly and said in a conspiratorial manner: "Oh, the person behind the scenes? Head of the Liu family, you are still too young!"
Uh! The head of the Liu family smiled coquettishly, cupped his hands and said, "I hope you will make it clear!"
Fan Zeng smiled sinisterly, looked at the north, and said with a sneer: "Who is the person behind this, haha, who is Mr. An saying he is? Do you understand?"
The head of the Liu family was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fan Zeng's sinister eyes, and suddenly felt horrified. Cold sweat flowed down his back. He secretly wiped the sweat on his face, and complimented with a forced smile: "My lord, you are wise!
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After the army received the order, they raised their long spears and pressed them down simultaneously, aiming at the assassin. At the same time, the archers behind them also cocked their arrows. The sound of the squeaking bow strings made people's hair stand on end and their scalp numb.
jump……
After the sound of the bowstrings vibrating in unison, thousands of arrows were fired.
The dark arrows were like a plague of locusts, overwhelmingly covering the assassin.
The assassins who were surrounded suddenly narrowed their eyes. They moved and the shining silver sword in their hands danced.
Whoosh...
The arrows came whistling, and the assassin dodged while holding the sword flower in his hand, knocking some arrows to the ground. During the whole process, the assassin's figure was like a ghost, elusive. And the sword in his hand was even more...
It is like cutting iron like mud. It is indestructible.
After a few ups and downs, most of the arrows fired were knocked to the ground.
However, there were still a few arrows that passed through his defense and shot into his shoulders and legs with a bang.
The assassin paused, breathing rapidly. The sword in his hand rested on the ground, and he still stared at Fan Zeng with cold eyes.
"snort!"
Fan Zeng snorted coldly, waved his hand and gave the order: "Kill!"
At this moment, the assassin suddenly moved. Like a black lightning, he rushed straight towards Fan Zeng who was hiding behind the heavy troops.
Whizzing……
The arrow came towards him, and the assassin suddenly stopped and dived down. He knelt on the ground, leaned back, and slid straight against the ground.
The moment he rushed into the military formation, he waved the sword in his hand horizontally.
Blood flowers bloom little by little.
The sharp sword edge cut through the armor of the sergeants with great ease. Along with the screams, the sergeants continued to scream and fall to the ground.
The assassin who rushed into the military formation was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. He flashed from left to right and performed various stunts with the sword in his hand. Wherever the sword pointed, blood flowed like a river.
He watched the assassin approaching him at an alarming speed.
Fan Zeng's expression changed drastically. While retreating under the protection of many elites, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill him, kill him!"
At this time, the assassin in black night clothes suddenly jumped up high, a sword flower appeared in mid-air, and the sharp sword blade stabbed directly towards Fan Zeng.
At this critical moment, the two men beside Fan Zeng, who had not made any move from beginning to end, suddenly moved and stood in front of Fan Zeng.
At the same time, the sharp sword was drawn out with a swipe, and the two of them swung the sword vigorously, working together to force the assassin back.
After that, the two of them rushed out and directly joined the battle group.
With the addition of these two people, the situation of the battle changed instantly.
The assassin, who had been seriously injured, seemed to be unable to resist. He was panting rapidly, covering the bleeding wound on his shoulder with one hand, and holding the hilt of the sword with the other, struggling to fight with more and more sergeants around him.
Fighting.
Seeing that the assassin was exhausted, the besieging sergeants were overjoyed. They all shouted and rushed forward together.
However, the moment they rushed forward, the assassin suddenly rose up and swung his sword towards the back with all his strength. The troops approaching from behind all retreated. Then, in everyone's shocked eyes, the assassin suddenly moved towards
The two most powerful people rushed over.
Just as the two guards were waiting in full formation, the assassin swayed again and rushed toward the weakest link in the encirclement.
After several strikes, a small opening was finally torn open in the dense encirclement.
The assassin seized the opportunity and rushed out of the encirclement in a flash. After a few leaps in the air, he disappeared into the night.
"Trash! A bunch of trash!" Fan Zeng was frightened to death. After seeing the assassin escape, the furious man scolded his servants.
Of course, he also wanted to scold those sergeants. However, as soon as he said the word "trash", he saw all the sergeants suddenly turning their heads and staring at him coldly.
Fan Zeng's heart trembled, and he quickly directed his anger at his servant.
"Search for me!"
After Fan Jiancheng suppressed the anger in his heart, he waved his hand and issued the order.
At this time, an officer came over. He glanced at Fan Zeng coldly, and said casually: "I'm sorry, sir. I will follow the prince's order and come to arrest the assassin. Looking for someone is such a thing.
We have no obligation. Please forgive me for not accompanying you! Farewell!"
The officer waved his hand and left the battlefield with the sergeants.
"Here, sir! Just a few of us? Do we still need to search?" Several servants covered in blood asked anxiously.
Fan Zeng, who had just been ignored by the officer, looked extremely ugly and was shaking with anger.
At this time, the servant asked him without knowing anything. Fan Zeng's anger, which had nowhere to vent, just found an outlet.
He looked at the servant with a ferocious smile and sneered: "Okay, go find it!"
After saying that, Fan Zeng flicked his sleeves and left the place with the others.
The servant froze on the spot, still pointing his finger at his nose.
The Mid-Autumn Festival ends at midnight.
After Lu Heng said goodbye to Wang Tingzhi and Manager Fang, he and Liu Qingqing walked home together.
Along the way, Liu Qingqing beside her softly hummed the song "May You Always Bloom." After singing, she smiled softly, turned around, looked at Lu Heng and said, "It sounds very good!"
Lu Heng smiled and nodded, and said: "I heard a little song before and thought it sounded pretty good, so I wrote it down!"
Behind him, Guard Zhan raised his head and looked at the sky, pretending to be indifferent.
However, this guy was obviously snickering.
Listening to the conversation between the uncle and the sister-in-law along the way, he also found it interesting. However, due to his identity, he was really embarrassed to say it. He could only try hard to hold back his laughter and act like he was very concerned about the country and the people.
Raise your head and look at the moon in the sky.
"Tsk, tsk, if Miss Su's family were here at this time, would the three of them fight?" Guard Zhan secretly glanced at Lu Heng and Liu Qingqing who were walking in front, and thought darkly in his heart.