The inn has returned to quietness. The night outside the inn has been disturbed, and the sound of horse hooves is fierce.

Five corpses were placed on the ground, Duan Shan leaned over and reached out to pick up the head of a corpse... This head and body were separated.

"It's Lord Song's guard." The black armored guard said from the side.

Duan Shan looked at the head. The blood had not yet solidified and dripped. His hand stroked the broken neck under the head and said, "What a quick knife."

The black armor guard said: "The weapons are here." With a clang, he threw down an iron ring.

Duan Shan stroked the iron ring with his other hand, and the sharp edge made a few drops of blood suddenly appear on his fingers, saying, "This is the flying knife of the Pan family in Poyang... The Censor Pan at that time... Well, Lord Song did not let them exterminate the clan."

The Black Armored Guard frowned and said, "Are you saying that these murderers are not the Five Pest Army? Are they the enemy of Lord Song?"

Duan Shan threw down his head, stood up and rolled up the bloody tongue that had just been oozed out of his fingers, and walked to the corpses of the four murderers. The black cloth wrapped around his face had been removed. Without exception, they were all fatal injuries, all of them were pierced, and one was kicked off. The pain before his death condensed on his face, ferocious.

"Ji Chong is so quick and accurate." Duan Shan exclaimed, just like enjoying the wonderful scenery, and then answered the words of the Black Armor Guard, "The Five Pill Army is not so idle to assassinate Miss Song."

Heijiawei said: "You can use this to threaten Lord Song."

After speaking, someone came to report: "Mr. Song came from the Queen's Mausoleum and made a big fuss in front of the city gate to enter the city."

The black armored guard looked at Duan Shan and said that he would be like this.

"Mr. Song is so dangerous. The murderer is still in the city or ambushing him on the road just to lure him out. The Queen's Mausoleum is the safest place..."

Duan Shan said: "That's impossible. How could Mr. Song ignore the death of Miss Song... He would jump in even if he was a sea of ​​swords and fire."

The leader of the Black Armor Guard obviously knew this and raised his hand: "Let go, send additional people to escort Lord Song and Miss Song." Now the city defense has been taken over by the Black Armor Guard, and someone comes to take the order and leave. He looked at Duan Shan again, "I still think this may also be the conspiracy of the Five Pest Army..."

Duan Shan said: "This is not the means of the Five Pest Army that I know."

The Black Armor Guard smiled and said, "Mr. Duan, the one who killed his right-hand man is not you who knows the Five Worm Army."

Duan Shan frowned, and the Black Armored Guard stopped him, and then said, "Intent to cause chaos in the city, they should take the opportunity to cause trouble." He also said to his subordinates, "In the city, investigate the city strictly, and add troops outside the city to surround the Queen's Mausoleum."

The subordinates responded that the chaotic footsteps dissipated with the firelight, but the inn in Huangshadao City was not broken into the windows and kept the night quiet. Only countless figures were walking through the city, climbing over the walls and flying around the eaves.

A figure flipped into the inn, silently.

The window was opened, and the woman holding the child humming inside the room was lit without notice.

There were figures walking around in front of the inn, and the guests chatting, drinking and eating in the hall didn't know at all.

The figures filled the Yellow Shadao City like night, everywhere, but they were not unobstructed. The three figures flipped into an inn and a cold light came towards them... At this moment, the ones who could detect them and attack were most likely the hidden murderer.

The figures that flipped in rolled on the spot, and weapons were also displayed in their hands. The clanging and colliding sparks flashed, which also showed the descriptions of both sides, alarming more people in the inn.

"Stop, where is the Prince of Xiliang?" someone shouted upstairs.

Those who know the Prince of Xiliang will retreat, and the officers and imperial guards in Huangshadao City will do this, but the figures who flipped in did not retreat, and the weapons in their hands did not put away.

"The black armor guards investigate the case and do not avoid it." They said.

Hearing the three words "Black Armor Guard", the people upstairs calmed down and said, "It's Black Armor Guard, so please do."

The attacker took back his weapons and retreated. The black armored guard was about to walk around. The person upstairs thought of something and said, "But don't check the attic over there."

Is it because of the Prince of Xiliang?

The Black Armored Guard said coldly: "There is no place for people in my Great Zhou territory."

The person upstairs seemed to smile and said, "Sir, you misunderstood..." He wanted to explain but stopped, "Then you can do whatever you want, just don't disturb him, treat him as a fishing rod or a stone, as long as you don't act like a human being, you can do anything else."

What fishing rod and stone? The black armored guard ignored the dispersion in the inn, and no one stopped him... Some young men fell asleep in the room, some were wearing underwear and carrying pens to write, while others gathered together to joke with sarcastic words. There was another room. The handsome young man on the bed was sighing with a sad face. The beautiful maid around him surrounded him and stroked his chest and back, feeding water and fruits to try to make him happy... The guards hidden outside the door watched the black armored guards pass by without any reaction.

Soon there was a place left. Three black armored guards looked up and looked at the loft at a high place. The attic was dark. The lights in the yard seemed to be unable to touch it, isolated from the light... The figure flew upwards, and soon arrived at the door. The door opened, and there was no figure in the room... The window was wide open, and a night wind blew by, as if something was floating.

The black armored guards surrounded the window... There was no one's breath. They looked down and left and right and left to see nothing. Another gust of wind seemed to be blowing over their heads. Several people looked up in shock. First, the black cloak that was rippling like water. Then they saw that the cloak was wrapped in a person... standing in the corner of the eaves in the attic, as if hanging in the air.

What a powerful person!

Several black armored guards immediately jumped out of the window, and the long sword in their hands pierced into the wall support, which was also suspended in the air... There was no attack but just a warning and scrutiny.

The figure hanging on the eaves of the corners of the house was still motionless, as if he had no idea about them, just like... a dead thing, not a human.

Is this the person who used to be a fishing rod stone that the man mentioned earlier? Don’t disturb him? Who is this?

The black armored guards looked at each other. If the people of Xiliang knew about his existence, they would never be a murderer... In that case, one black armored guard winked, and the two flipped into the house to check, while one flipped over the roof... and passed by the man in black robe.

The black-robed figure was still motionless. When he stood close, he could see that the black cloak was wrapped from head to toe. It was impossible for a man or a woman or a young man to see... The black-armored guard lowered his head and saw that he was not hanging in the air. He only stepped on one corner of the eaves, but being able to stand firmly on this corner of the eaves was enough to show his skills. He could not feel that he had come... Why didn't he react and didn't ask? Strange... The black-armored guard suddenly waved the knife in his hand, as if he was about to carry it behind his back. The sword light quickly and slashed the black-robed man... The sword wind brought up the black-robed man's clothes, but his people still had no reaction.

Since they were not the murderer they were looking for, then don't make any trouble. The black armored guards carried the knife behind them and turned over and downwards. The two black armored guards in the house also jumped out, shook their heads to check, and the three of them slid down the wall with their swords and legs in their hands... They looked up and saw that the black robe man on the eaves were gradually dissolved in the night.

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The black shadow flew over Huangshadao City. Most of the inns at night had fallen asleep and did not encounter any close obstacles from the guards. The inns were all ordinary people... Walking through an inn, the sound of footsteps sounded in the horse shed in the backyard. The black armored guard stopped and disappeared in the dark. He watched an old man walking with a lantern. While yawning, he muttered: "The horse has no night grass and is not fat... I will go back after the exam in two days. I will raise you fat. I have to work hard on the road." He narrowed his turbid eyes and passed by the front of the black armored guard without any notice.

The black armored guard looked at him and walked away quickly. The moment he disappeared, the old man behind him yawned and turned around, and a cold light flashed in his narrowed eyes.

The black shadow stopped in front of a window and looked inside the room. The person on the bed suddenly turned over... The black armored guard outside the window was tense.

"Sister Miaomiao."

"Young Master Qingzi, you are awake, are you hungry?"

The lights are on indoors and footsteps are clamoring.

“…yeah, a little hungry.”

"...You didn't have dinner tonight...I've prepared it for you...warm it on the stove..."

"Sister Miaomiao..."

"Hmm? What?"

"I don't like warm food, you can make it for me next time."

"Okay... the warm rice is not delicious."

The spoiled rich young master, the black armored guard flashed by the window... Hearing the footsteps away, Xue Qing and Miaomiao both turned their heads and looked out the door, and then looked at each other again.

"It's okay." Xue Qing whispered, "so silent, just to investigate."

Miaomiao nodded and whispered: "Young Master Qingzi, is it true to eat?"

Xue Qing smiled and nodded: "Of course, no one thinks it's fake when we do it real."

Miaomiao smiled and said, "Young Master Qingzi knows a lot." He turned around and went out, and after a while, he came in with a food box. He smiled and greeted Xue Qing to sit down. While cooking, he was a little uneasy, "Qi Suo said something seemed to be happening outside."

Xue Qing picked up the bowl in front of him, looked at the porridge inside, and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's said there are murderers...but the news blockade is very strict, and it's not up to date for details, it has nothing to do with us." Miaomiao whispered.

Xue Qing nodded: "I don't have anything to do with us, so I don't have to pay attention to it." He continued to look at the bowl in his hand.

Miaomiao then noticed and said in confusion: "Don't you like this taste? I didn't add chicken soup today, I only added diced meat and minced ginger..." Why did you stare at the bitter and grudged porridge?

Xue Qing said, "Oh no, I'm thinking about it." After that, he picked up the spoon and drank it in big mouthfuls, and nodded to Miaomiao with a smile, "It's delicious."

Miaomiao sat down with peace of mind and said, "Is it a study of calligraphy tomorrow?"

Xue Qing nodded, took a bite of the side dish, and said, "Then the Sunshine and Yu take the exam together, and this gentleman test will be over."

It's over. Miaomiao looked at the weak face of the young man under the lamp. Then this trip to Huangsha Road was a waste of time... Not only did she run in vain, but she also caused Emperor Ji to be injured and almost died. She lowered her head and sighed softly.

Xue Qing finished the last sip of porridge and said, "Sister Miaomiao goes and tell Lord Du, I will go to the Queen's Mausoleum tomorrow night."

Yi? Miaomiao raised her head and looked at Xue Qing in surprise. She refused to give up. She wanted to try again. She then shook her head firmly: "No, your injury has not healed at all, so you must not take risks again."

Xue Qing said: "I'm not taking a risk. I'm going to meet a friend. I promised him to go to the appointment. I was in poor health a few days ago and couldn't do it. I could almost walk around tomorrow. I went to say something to him so that he wouldn't be disappointed if I thought I was not trustworthy."

friend?

What friend is in the Queen's Mausoleum? Miaomiao was even more puzzled. What was going to say? Xue Qing put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "Don't worry, I have a sense of my own." He smiled again, "I won't joke about my own life."

The little boy spoke with a smile, but with no doubt, Miaomiao subconsciously swallowed what she wanted to say. Alas, she didn't dare and couldn't convince the child... Let Lord Du decide, and lowered his head and responded: "Then I'll go out of the city tomorrow."

Xue Qing yawned and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Sister Miaomiao, I'll continue to sleep."

Miaomiao smiled, packed up the dishes and put them in. She watched the young man lie on the bed, closed his eyes, and blew out the light and walked out with the food box. The inn was quiet. She walked around while she was sweeping around... The black armored guards had disappeared. The night wind blew her headscarf. Miaomiao raised her hand and pressed it down while looking into the distance. She faintly heard a horse's hooves galloping on the street. What kind of murderer was it?

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"Infant! Infant!"

The shouts pierced the quietness of the night. Before the horse could stop, Song Yuan jumped down and almost fell. The follower next to him slowly wanted to support him, but Song Yuan had already pushed them away and staggered inward.

"Infant..."

The voice was filled with crying.

A girl inside us walked quickly and welcomed her: "Dad, don't be anxious, I'm fine." She stretched out her hand and walked forward.

Song Yuan staggered forward and pulled her arm to look left and right... The yard was brightly lit and full of soldiers, and Song Ying brought a facial towel to cover her face. Her clothes had been changed and were clean and tidy.

"My baby, it's all my fault." Song Yuan choked and raised his hand to beat his chest.

Song Ying hurriedly grabbed his arm, called him dad, and helped him walk inward while comforting him, such as "How can you blame you?" "I'm going to come by myself." "I feel sad if you say this to my daughter." Yunyun and others, when they arrived in the room, Song Yuan asked Ji Chong about what happened, and then repeatedly confirmed that Song Ying was fine, so he was in a good mood.

"I'm scared." He said, raising his sleeves to wipe his eyes.
To be continued...