"That's good." Ji Hu turned to Bi'er: "You are the servant Bi'er in Bu Zhilou, right? Do you recognize me?"

It seemed that the old man didn't need to talk, Bi'er glanced at Ji Hu's face and nodded affirmatively.

"Then ------Where did the poster go? Why aren't you with you?" Ji Hu asked anxiously.

Bi'er looked at the bulkhead behind Ji Hu, and then looked at the old man, his eyes were confused. The old man muttered a few more words of Rong, and Bi'er replied a few more words. The old man nodded and bowed to Ji Hu, "He said that the poster went to the south. He was taken in by Lin Bo, but the poster did not want to take him south with him, saying that it would be inconvenient for him to follow him as a Rong man, so he sent some money to make a living here."

"She went to the south? Then ask him, do you know where she is from?" Ji Hu asked anxiously.

Bi'er was stunned when he stared at the "blade" hanging on the bulkhead. When he suddenly heard this question, he would shake his head. Ji Hu would have mistakenly thought, and he took off the "blade" hanging on the wall and threw it on the case: "You like this copper crossbow very much, right?"

Bi'er nodded constantly, with an uncontrollable desire in her eyes. Ji Hu said decisively: "As long as you can bring the orphan to find your poster, this copper crossbow orphan will be given to you."

Hearing a "send", Bi'er's eyes shone brightly, and her knees moved forward and went straight to the front of the desk. The old man was startled and hurriedly wanted to pull him: "Bi'er, don't be so rude!"

Ji Hu waved his hand: "It's okay, don't say loudly!"

As he spoke, Bi'er had already held the "infernalist" in his arms and looked at it over and over again, as if he had seen an old friend who had been away for a long time, he refused to let go. Ji Hu found it interesting and strange: It's just a copper crossbow, why is he so rare?

With a "click", it seemed that somewhere on the copper crossbow was pressed open. In an instant, a short, sharp, long arrow-like dagger was already in Pi'er's hand. Just as he was stunned, Pi'er jumped up, and her left hand had stretched out like lightning, hugging Ji Hu's sleeves without breaking it free. At the same time, the dagger in her right hand had barely reached Ji Hu's chest.

Even the general warrior could not escape the raid that was as fast as lightning and extremely disguised as a surprise attack. Because, in order to prevent leaks, the cabin door was closed and the guards such as Chongqing Li could not see the situation in the cabin; and the only old man who was watching was stunned at this time, and he did not know whether he was an enemy or a friend. Ji Hu was leaning forward. If he had not had time to react, he was stabbed, and even if he wanted to escape, he would not be able to break free from Bi'er's strong pull.

However, miracles happened exactly at the most unlikely time.

Ji Hu has been a strange boy who survived in crisis since he was a child. His courage and talent, or even his sword-shooting skills are far from ordinary. At this time, when he saw Sensen dagger for the first time, his whole body tightened and he really didn't have time to react. When the thick sleeves were suddenly grabbed, the dagger was thrust into the light. Ji Hu instinctively roared, struggled hard, and his body suddenly rolled back and struggled. The force was so fierce that the silk brocade wardrobe that the Shangyifang craftsmen broke off in the strange sound of cracking silk!

When his sleeves were gone, Ji Hu had already rolled out three feet away from the front of the desk and roared and got up. Before he could stand firm, Bi'er had already rushed to the front of him like a shadow. Ji Hu was eager to draw his sword, but he couldn't pull it out. At this time, Sensen dagger stabbed out again. In a hurry, Ji Hu pulled the copper chain with all his strength, and the copper chain broke and pulled it apart, and his waistband was also pulled open. His wide robe suddenly dispersed, and his waist and feet were tied up everywhere.

Ji Hu was very anxious, and his body suddenly turned instinctively. His wide robe suddenly turned into a big fan shape, blocking Sen Sen's stab. At the same time, Ji Hu swung his robe and let it go, and then jumped away from the robe. He then pulled down the heavy balance crown on his head and fucked it hard at Bi'er. He blocked the attack again, and hurriedly picked up the long sword and turned around and walked away quickly.

Although he was in a hurry and in a mess, Ji Hu finally avoided the deadliest first wave of stings.

The sound of the body in the cabin finally alarmed Chongqing Li who was waiting at the door. He shouted loudly, "Master, is there something happened?" Because Ji Hu had ordered when he was closing the cabin door, he was not allowed to order the king and the guards were not allowed to enter.

The old man finally realized at this time. While holding Bi'er's legs tightly, he shouted: "Where is the person coming! Bi'er is going to assassinate the king!" He understood that when the emperor was assassinated, he was the one who recommended the assassin to death.

If you can't get rid of it, you might as well fight the assassin to save your family's life.

After these rounds, Bi'er was deeply surprised at Ji Hu's quick reaction. According to the tradition of the Central Plains knights, if he missed a single blow, he would be regarded as the will of heaven, and the assassin should stop. However, Bi'er was a Rong man, who only followed the tradition of hunters' insistence on pursuing Ji Hu without saying anything. At this time, Ji Hu was already wearing short clothes, with great flexibility, and was wandering quickly in the cabin.

"Boom--" With a loud bang, the two cabin doors fell down. Chongqing Li led the warriors with halberds, swords with swords, and some even blew the bow and arrow to get the assassin Bier------

"Don't come in, let me deal with the assassin by myself!" Ji Hu shouted at them. He was rare in the martial arts field, and he always suspected that the warriors deliberately gave in. At this time, the assassin in front of him came with the purpose of taking his life, and would definitely use all his strength. He was competitive for a moment and decided to compete with the Rong people with his own abilities.

"King------" The warriors were anxious and confused. Chongli made a downward gesture, and the warriors had to put down their bows and arrows and stand outside the door to look at the battle.

At this time, the old man on the ground had already rushed to pounce and tightly stuck to Bi'er. In a hurry, Bi'er could not get rid of the old man. If he stabbed him with a dagger, the old man would naturally die. However, this was his benefactor and teacher, how could he do it? Bi'er could only chase Ji Hu while pursuing his hand while dealing with the old man. In this way, Bi'er could not pursue him with all his strength, and Ji Hu's urgent momentum suddenly slowed down.

At this time, Ji Hu suddenly remembered that the sword was buckled deeply and had to be pulled out with force. As his thoughts flashed, he pushed the sword with his left hand and put it on his back. He held the sword grid from his shoulder with his right hand. With a clang of gold and iron, the long sword more than three feet high was lifted out of the sheath.

"You! Go away-" He pointed to the old man on the ground.

Ji Hu was furious, and suddenly became brave with his sword, jumped over, swept the ten-pound sword with great force. At that time, Bi'er was impatient by the old man's entanglement, and his heart was ruthless, and he thrust his blade towards the old man's waist. Just as he opened his arms, Ji Hu's sword swept across the sky, and one of Bi'er's arms hit the ground with blood!

Bi'er suddenly suffered severe injuries, staggered and fell to the ground. In the moment his arm fell to the ground, Bi'er's body became weak and a cold sadness filled his heart. At the same time as despair, the dagger in his hand had been thrown out in the sound and flew towards Ji Hu.

There was only a "ding" sound inside and outside the cabin. The friction between the two iron tools created a blue spark. The dagger and an iron hairpin fell to the ground at the same time, and the surroundings were immediately filled with darkness.

"Don't move, this knife is highly toxic—" Chongli shouted loudly.

The guards rushed over, "King--" Qi Zhong cried and rushed into the cabin.

"What are you crying?"

Ji Hu, who was lying on the ground because of dodging, jumped up, kicked Qi Zhong over, came with a long sword, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Bi'er, who are you? Why do you pretend to be an assassin to kill Gu? Gu promises you to come again! Fight fairly! I, Ji Hu, want to see, how capable are you, a sage assassin?"

Bi'er, covered in blood, had originally leaned against the bulkhead and waited for death. Hearing Ji Hu's angry shout, his eyes suddenly opened, and his arms were not moved. He stepped forward and stood up suddenly against the bulkhead. The guards around him were shocked and exclaimed softly.

Unexpectedly, Bier smiled hard, but softened down the bulkhead, and muttered a few words that no one could understand. Ji Hu turned his face and asked the old man angrily: "What did he say?"

"King," the old man knelt down on the ground: "He said that he was the little king of the lord, and he was wandering here. Because the king and his son killed countless herders of the lord, he intended to assassinate Zhou to take revenge. However, he was not lucky enough to die, even if he had no resentment, he should not look down on the lord because he was alone in his skills------"

"Haha------" Ji Hu sneered: "So it's the little prince of the lord of the lord! I heard that you were forced to run away because you were not tolerated by Prince Tu Ge. Unexpectedly, you are still so loyal to your homeland in this situation. I am so disrespectful!" He stared at Bi'er for a while and said coldly: "Although you are stupid, you have a strong ambition. I will give you a complete body!"

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The child groped the iron hairpin into his hand, and a strange light appeared in his eyes, and he showed his last smile with difficulty: "Thank you------" He actually said something that would not be too many.

Ji Hu thrust his sword and stabbed Bi'er's chest suddenly-----

"Kill the assassin, the king is mighty!" The guards shouted one after another with their halberds.

Ji Hu did not leave, and kept standing in front of the dead Bier with a blue face-----

"The Little King of the Little Prince?" In another tall but not luxuriously arranged boat, Rong Yi stroked the iron hairpin in his hand with a gloomy face and murmured. He seemed to be asking himself, but also as if he was asking his apprentice Chongli in front of him.

"That's right." Chongli was also very upset when he recalled this: "Since I saw this iron hairpin, the disciple felt familiar, but he didn't remember it for a moment. This was what the junior sister Ye Zi often wore on her head. It must be the token of love she gave to the little king, so that Bi'er refused to leave her for a moment."

Rong Yi looked at the iron hairpin repeatedly and said in surprise: "Ye Zi is a woman, how can she use such a heavy iron hairpin?"
Chapter completed!