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After all, Shen Jue let go of the scimitar in his hand, pushed away the assassin in his arms, and retreated while clutching the dagger in his abdomen, wanting to take advantage of this opportunity to walk away. Seeing that the archer who was still in the inner courtyard just now was aiming at their side at this time, if he hadn't been a partner to control the enemy just now, he might have been shot to death by random arrows at this time.

Half of the assassin's neck has been wiped off, and only a little air is left to go in and out. If no doctor comes over, he must not live long. Xuan Xing glanced at the assassin who was thrown at his feet, and he didn't stop, holding his sword Just go to the one standing in the shadow of the hallway.

This man's kung fu skills are not from the army, but from a third party. No matter how he looks, he looks like the assassin who attacked Shen Jue in the tea house that day. Without even thinking about it, he unsheathed his long sword and pointed it at the man's throat.

Shen Jue had just stood still, and the dagger had already protruded deep into his abdomen. He touched it, but before it hurt any internal organs, he took the dagger and covered the wound with his hands. He saw a bright light from the corner of his eye, and immediately backed away.

But he was injured, and his figure was not as fast as before. He only took two steps back before being forced in front of him. He had to pull up his mask in a hurry, blocking the long sword of the visitor in embarrassment.

"Who are you?" The man's voice was low, as if he was gritting his teeth.

While keeping an eye on the archer, Shen Jue retreated to the yard outside. Hearing the man's question, he gritted his teeth and risked being stabbed by the man, and suddenly approached him. The man was also startled by him and hesitated In two seconds, Shen Jue seized the opportunity and leaned into his ear and said, "Your Majesty, please help me."

Before he could say what would be convenient, Shen Jue took advantage of his daze, and suddenly exhausted all his strength to use Qinggong to escape to the outer courtyard.

Xuan Xing only felt that the voice seemed to be heard somewhere before, before he could figure it out, he saw the assassin was about to escape, without thinking, he raised his hand directly: "Fire the arrow!"

Suddenly tens of thousands of long swords shot at Shen Jue. He took advantage of the dark night to hide from the flying arrows. It seemed that if he could not persuade this lord, he would have no way to escape. Xuan Xing woke up tomorrow morning, and he must not see himself. Even though Shen Jue doesn't believe that Shang Shulang likes him, he can also see that Shang Shulang is not a person who gives up easily.

"My lord, I was really sent from above, and I hope you will hold me high. If I die here, many clues will be broken. For example, Wang Ci came to talk to me in secret."

Xuan Xing immediately stopped the archers when he heard Wang Cilai's words, "Are you threatening me?"

Shen Jue didn't bother to play tricks with him, seeing the archer stop, he immediately flew out and fled quickly, worried that the man would ask the archer to shoot him again, so he quickly shouted: "See you at the Moon Tower by Liuye Lake in three days. "

After he finished yelling, the people ran away without a trace, Xuan Xing's raised hand did not fall, and he watched the assassin flee, before saying: "Retract the team."

They withdrew their defenses, and the entourage brought Wu Zuo and the doctor into the courtyard. Yang Shaolin's courtyard was full of soldiers and horses. Xuan Xing sat in the corridor and saw the torches and lanterns lighting up the courtyard. The bright red blood on the pillar was clearly visible. The escaped assassin I deliberately changed my voice, but I still feel familiar, who is that person?

He sat in the corridor thinking, no one dared to talk to him.

Shen Jue clutched his wound and fled all the way out of the city. When he passed a certain house, he heard a whistle. He immediately turned around and went to the place where the whistle sounded. He saw Chang Tong squatting in the yard of a house, looking up. He looked at him with his head down: "Yo, our Lord Fengchi, the smell of blood is [-] miles away from the wind, this is a serious injury."

Shen Jue didn't bother to listen to his jokes, and jumped off the wall directly: "Have you brought the medicine?"

"Bring it." Chang Tong threw over a small package, which was the medicine bag they kept on their bodies when they went on missions. Hemostatic medicine and poison were all in one pot. Usually, it depends on the situation to swallow the poison or the hemostatic medicine.

Standing in the courtyard, Shen Jue shook off the medicine bag, opened his robe, looked at the incision on his abdomen, the incision was deep, and his body was covered in blood at this moment.

Chang Tong didn't expect him to be hurt so deeply. He was squatting crookedly at the foot of the wall just now, but now he has stood up: "Would you like help?"

"Yes." Shen Jue didn't hold back, and looked up at Chang Tong: "Come and sew it on."

Shen Jue entered the house this time, and let Chang Tong play with his wounds. They had been trained in the deep palace for more than two years, and they treated wounds a lot. He was not worried that Chang Tong would kill him. He just gritted his teeth and endured the pain. That's it.

After Chang Tong treated his wound, seeing that Shen Jue's face was as pale as paper, he couldn't help saying: "There are two groups of people here, I went to chase them, I didn't expect the officers and soldiers to lie in ambush there."

"En." Shen Jue replied weakly, "Do you have any clean clothes? I have to go back."

Chang Tong frowned upon hearing this: "You want to go back? Do you know who surrounded Yang Shaolin's yard today?"

"Who?"

"Master Shang Shulang of your family." Chang Tong didn't hide anything, and directly told Shen Jue what he saw.

When Shen Jue heard Xuan Xing, his mind, which was still dizzy just now, became clear: "I used sleeping incense, why does he still appear there?"

"Who knows." Chang Tong said, "Either your incense has expired, or he is guarding against you, or sleeping incense is not effective for him."

No matter what the result is, anyway, Xuan Xing knew that he didn't sleep in bed tonight.

Shen Jue thought about it carefully, and struggled to get up from the bed: "Take me to Shen's house."

"To what Shen's house?" Chang Tong quickly pressed Shen Jue, "What are you going to do?"

"Sing today's scene." Shen Jue said.

It's normal for their shadows to do anything for their ends and even risk their own lives, not to mention that Shen Jue is still alive, seeing that he has a countermeasure, Chang Tong took him to West Street as Shen Jue said.

After all, Shen Jue didn't let him see him through the door, and let him go when he got to West Street, and walked step by step towards the way home that he had walked countless times when he was a teenager.

Back then, Shen Qiping's family moved to the capital because of his promotion, and he lived here until he left Beijing. The yard chosen by his father was very rich, his family was rich, and he liked to play with long guns. The house chosen by his father There is also a large yard turned into his martial arts training ground. He once wrestled with his eldest brother in the yard, and his nose was bruised and his face was bruised.

A Niang never gets angry, she even happily moved a chair to sit on the corridor to watch them wrestle, and even cheered for the elder brother. He was not angry, and asked A Niang why she only cheered for the elder brother. A Niang said, if you cheer for yourself Today, they are determined to be late for dinner, even if he loses all the time, he can fight aggressively until the elder brother gets impatient and admits defeat.

He used to wrestle with his elder brother in the yard, and then went to the ring to fight with others. When the elder brother saw him appearing in the ring, he would definitely beat him down. Let yourself be like him, if you want to make a move, come to the elder brother, Shen Jue doesn't listen to the persuasion, it is because the elder brother will let him, he wants to go outside to find someone to fight, he doesn't want to be compared by some scoundrel go down.

He was run over and chased by his elder brother countless times on this street, and he walked on this street many years later, the scene at that time is still vivid in his memory.

He stood in front of the former house, overgrown weeds blocked the stone lion at the door, and the word "Shen Mansion" was also empty, it was a mansion without people.

Shen Jue only stood there for a while, then opened the door and walked in.

With a squeak, the scenery of the past came into view, except that the weeds were almost up to his neck, the place was no different from before, Shen Jue walked to the threshold of the front yard step by step, and sat down on his buttocks without going inside. Standing down, looking at Xiao Se everywhere, he raised his left hand and began to bite.

One sip, two sips, one drop, two drops...

The blood soon turned red on the ground, and he didn't stop biting until the amount was so terrifying that he looked at a floor tile by his feet with his chin poised, waiting for the sun to rise.

After Xuan Xing finished dealing with Yang Shaolin's affairs, the people from Dali Temple also came, but he didn't show up, and left the matter to Yang Shaolin to handle, and returned home in the morning light.

The yard was quiet, and as soon as he entered the door, he rushed into the bedroom, opened the curtain and saw that the people inside had not come back.

"Master." Jia Yi did not know when he came behind him, "The subordinates have not found Mr. Shen."

Xuan Xing clasped the flesh of his palm with his fingertips: "Did you find the whole capital?"

"I found it." When A said this, he was ready to accept Xuanxing's fury, but he waited for a while, but nothing came.

Xuan Xing stood in front of the couch and looked at the bedding that had been cold for a long time, then turned his head to look at the decorations in the house, and said slowly: "Did the Shen family look for it too?"

Jiayi lowered his head slightly: "I found it."

"Look again. He knows that I sent someone to follow him. He may have escaped your tracking and turned around to somewhere."

"Yes." As soon as Jia took the order to leave, he opened the door, and Jia San slammed in, ignoring Jia Yi who was knocked to one side, rushed to Xuan Xing in a hurry, knelt down and said, "Master, Mr. Shen found the door. Yes, he, he..."

When Xuan Xing heard about Shen Jue's news, he turned around immediately, seeing that Jia San squeaked and didn't dare to continue, his eyelids twitched: "What's wrong with him?"

Jia San didn't know what to say at first, but when he was questioned, he had to bite the bullet and said: "Mr. Shen bit his own wrist, as if he has no ambition to live."

Xuan Xing strode out when he heard the words, before he reached the door, he suddenly had a headache, his eyes were blank, he held the door frame and ordered: "Go, go and ask the witch doctor." Then he went to Shen's residence.

When Xuan Xing arrived at the old mansion, standing at the door, he saw Shen Jue sitting alone on the steps, the blood had already spread along the steps, it looked extremely dazzling, he was sitting in the middle like a lonely There are so many ghosts that Xuan Xing dare not go in.

The witch doctor was only two steps behind Xuan Xing. Seeing him stop suddenly, he trotted to the front of Xuan Xing. Seeing Shen Jue sitting there, he exclaimed, took the medicine box and ran into the yard to bandage Shen Jue to stop the bleeding.

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This is for chasing the wife's crematorium