Bingyan's face was cold. The man was not helping Cang Yun at all. As long as his martial arts were good, he could see that the sword was clearly heading towards Cang Yun and wanted to kill Cang Yun.

Bingyan held it in his hand and rushed down quickly. However, after just two steps, he was stopped by Bai Chenjiang: "If you rush down now, you will lose, you will lose."

Bingyan sneered: "My life is up to me, but others cannot help me. If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability to let go."

Bai Chenjiang pulled Bingyan tightly: "Don't be impulsive, you haven't reached such a thrilling place yet, Mr. Shui is not seriously injured."

“Get out of here!”

Bai Chenjiang frowned, and a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes: "Don't show off, you can't change anything when you go up at this time. Do you distrust Mr. Shui so much? Will he lose so badly?"

Bingyan sneered, patted Bai Chenjiang's hand and walked forward with a persistent step forward. However, when he reached the edge of the audience, there was a sigh in the arena. Hong Ke's team members injured Cang Yun, but Cang Yun turned around and avoided the vital parts. It was just because it happened too quickly, and Cang Yun was flying in the air, his body was already limited, and the part of his shoulders and arms was still stabbed. Cang Yun reacted very quickly. After clicking on the acupoint next to him to stop bleeding, he flew down, as if he didn't care about his own danger, and suddenly grabbed the rear tail of the horse and tried to force it.

The horse neighed in pain, raised its hind legs and kicked Cang Yun. Bingyan widened her eyes and her heart almost jumped out.

Cang Yun turned his body quickly again, pressing the ground with one hand, and half of his body had fallen into the pit. The audience exclaimed, "It's over, this young master is dead!"

However, Cang Yun pressed his hand on the ground, his body bulged, and his upper body was kicked together, and he kicked a broken sword with a reaction force. He flew and sat in the carriage again. However, his kick was very strong. As soon as he lifted his foot, the broken sword was shaken up, and the two missiles were shot backwards.

"not good!"

At this time, the woman was fighting with the man in black behind. The people brought by Hong Ke occasionally attacked, and the three of them fought in a row. At this time, the broken sword shot, and the woman was closer to the man in black and pulled away. When the Hong Ke team members reacted, they saw a sharp sword shot straight from the shot.

"puff!"

The man's eyes were wide open. Before he died, he tried hard to look at Cang Yun who had already rode on his horse and ran forward. At this time, Cang Yun returned

His head and black hair flew up, bringing endless carefreeness, but he saw the coldness of his eyes and endless coldness, as if countless cold swords were constantly shooting at him.

He did it on purpose, he could have avoided it, but he deliberately used this method to kill him, and he was extremely convinced in his heart.

The man Shuiyun is so scary. Did he plan to lead him into the game when he shot out a dagger and attacked him in one go!

"Ho ho." The man made an unpleasant sound of breaking the bellows. A broken sword stained with blood was inserted into his neck. He lost his anger little by little and felt chill all over. I don't know if it was a physiological condition or the instinctive fear of Cang Yun. If he designed this man, it would be terrible...

"Bang!"

"Wow!"

"This is a miracle turn. That Mr. Shui is fine, but this one is dead. It's so unlucky."

"Haha, it's so unlucky. Who made him have a lot of trouble just now?" The audience was already talking, but some people didn't understand, and some people looked at the Hong Ke faction without any sympathy. Some people who were baptized in the Jockey Club even saw that Hong Ke sent this person to save people and killed them as a real person. He deserved it.

Hong Ke's face turned cold, and Jiang Yan sneered: "What does stealing food mean to lose rice? What do you feel now?"

Hong Ke's eyes were sunk and he sighed helplessly: "I didn't expect that in order to ask Mr. Shui, he was stabbed to death by himself. It's really a bit unlucky. But being able to save Mr. Shui is worth his death. Miss Bingyan said so?"

Bingyan smiled and nodded: "Miss Hong, don't worry, when the Hong family holds a funeral for him, I will remember to send some platinum. Although the courtesy in the world is not strict, I remember all these things."

Hong Ke's face was a little stiff. In both the officials and the world, there was no possibility of a funeral for a servant in the mansion. Bingyan cursed that the owner of Hong's mansion died early? Is he cursed her? Hong Ke's eyes were cold, but on his soft face, it seemed to be covered by a layer of misty smoke, which made people unable to see clearly: "Miss Shui is really polite. You just need to remember this love."

Bingyan smiled extremely seriously: "Miss Hong, you can rest assured that I will remember this, remember why he died."

Jiang Yan looks more and more ugly

Hong Ke looked at him and smiled faintly again, but the colder Ice Smoke retracted his gaze.

On the field, Cang Yun dealt with Hong Ke's people. The road was like a storm, and the horse was walking and stalking, just like flying. The equestrian was so exquisite that every time I passed a level, it would cause a burst of exclamations in the audience, screaming, complimenting, and making a lot of fun.

The descendants of Master Shui are indeed extraordinary. Not only are they outstanding in martial arts, but they can even play horse skills so well. They seem to be one with horses, and there is no need to compete any more. They can see who wins and loses.

"Win, win, win!"

Three horses rushed through the finish line, but the man and woman behind them had long forgotten them at the back of their necks, and their eyes slowly only noticed the man who had been leading the way.

Bingyan clenched his fist and pressed hard, and he won!

Bai Chenjiang clapped his hands with his hands "pa", which immediately led the people in the audience to clap their hands with his hands. The applause was like thunder, and the applause was loudly clapped, deafening.

Ling Nantian's face was gloomy. There were so few times when this horse racing horse was able to receive such applause and congratulations. Shuiyun had a lucky fortune today.

Cang Yun sat down and walked to the audience, flew down and walked towards Bingyan, but Bingyan immediately tied him up with a handkerchief: "Go back and apply medicine first."

"The next game..."

"Since Young Master Cangyun won the game, it's better to heal the wound first. Miss Shui is not interested in the game now. Let's go back and rest first, and compete tomorrow for the last game." Lin Rouchun said with a worried look on her face, and she was very understanding.

Bingyan squinted her eyes and nodded and left.

Jiang Yan looked at Lin Rouchun and frowned slightly: "What do you want to do again?"

"What do I want to do, nothing?" Lin Rouchun looked at Jiang Yan in confusion.

That night, the night was as cool as water. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves were rustling, bringing a cool sound in this night. But at this moment, several black shadows suddenly flashed into the main and guesthouses. They sneaked into the guesthouse like ghosts, silently sneaked into the guesthouse, blew up a wave of white smoke, and went to the room, sneaked into the bedside, holding a dagger in his hand and lifted the quilt. ** A woman with a black birthmark was not Bingyan, who was it? The dagger ruthlessly stabbed Bingyan's throat!
Chapter completed!