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This Young Master of Nanjun looked at the soft waist and kite shoulders, but he was strong enough and ruthless, and his fighting style was not stick to one pattern.

The nameless alley on the other side of Lifang Alley really lived up to its reputation of being in disrepair.

Although Lifang can't hold the frame, comparing the two sides, Lifang's alley is on the top of the sycamore tree, and it can be regarded as a feathered general picked out of a group of cripples, standing out from the crowd with wealth and spaciousness.

Broken bricks and rotten tiles were piled on the ground, and sewage slowly overflowed from the base of the wall, forcing Xuezhaoshan to jump up and down.

Obviously not too far away, the voices and laughter from the other side of the partition wall are no longer very clear, only the wind is left, endlessly passing through the streets and alleys.

Three feet of water came out of the sheath, Zhou Tan discerned the subtle sounds around him, and slowed down the horse's hooves.His ears moved slightly, and his back slowly tightened.

The branches and leaves at the entrance of the alley are rustling, and the newly planted trees last year have grown to be quite capable of playing tricks this year.

The miscellaneous sound was like a ghost crying, the messy shadows elongated and cast on the ground, the sound of the wind came through the gap, and the lights in the distance flickered on and off, making it hard to tell where they came from.

The alley is narrow, and the sides of the shoulders almost touch the wall when they move.The Suyin Building in the distance reveals a little trace, and the wind chimes hanging from the eaves seem to be singing softly. Sometimes it is close at a distance, and sometimes it feels more and more far away at the end of the sky.

"Tap-tap-"

There was a sound of horseshoes, a few scattered sounds at first, and then stopped when I listened carefully, but then the horseshoes gathered more and more, and became louder and louder.

Zhou Tan didn't turn his head when he heard the sound. Instead, he steered the horse and jumped into the more crowded half of the alley.

Seeing the wide Lifang Lane across the road, the next moment the fire suddenly lit up, and the surging heads of people were just a few feet away in front of them.

Ambush appeared.

The alley is narrow, and it is difficult to turn back.In front is a machete waiting quietly, behind the horse is a group of stragglers who are chasing after them, and they are in a dilemma.

The torches are in the front and the back, burning together, the flames are bright, reflecting scattered red clouds in the sky, and even overwhelmed the bright lights in the next street, the lingering Yinggeyan language.

dead silence...

Zhou Tan squinted his eyes and stopped under the jagged eaves.Three feet of water hangs in his palm, and the scabbard is gone.He held the sword in his hand, stood on his back, facing the wind firmly.

Xuezhaoshan stopped with all four hooves, firmly planted on the road board, its long snow-colored fur curled up, and could be seen from a distance in the night.

"Shh-"

An arrow feather pierced through the air and came straight towards the door. He bent on the horse and lowered his back to stick to the horse's back.

The array of arrows shattered into miscellaneous flowers, a gap was torn open by the long sword, and then the machete stabbed horizontally, reaching the eyes.

The striker has arrived.

He is a canary caught in a net, and everyone is sure that he will never escape.Today, Xuezhaoshan, who finally allowed people to ride on horseback, was reined in by the horse's head, trapped in a circle, unable to escape.

"I was ordered to send you a ride." Suoketo raised his voice, "Young Master Zhou."

Suoketo was wearing heavy armor, sitting on the back of a horse, with his back leaning on the flames as a backrest, and he was as steady as a mountain.

Zhou Tan didn't bother to look at him squarely, instead he raised his breath and looked at the somewhat low moon-breaking war horse.

Breaking the moon, he shook his head lightly thinking, the one going south is sleeping on a soft bed in Nanjun, but this group of sand is really stupid.

He actually really thought that a little vote of honor would knock open the gate of Yujing City, and he might even dream of setting foot on Suzaku Street and going to the emperor to seal a rich land in a county.

"Your Excellency is a promise-keeper, you should also think about whether the other side of the covenant is a promise-keeper."

Zhou Tan pursed his thin lips, his tone was flat, and he even showed some mocking smile lines: "The person who sent the message to Your Excellency must be the prefect of Changzhou."

"So what?" Suoketo's knife was raised, and the dark surface of the knife reflected Zhou Tan's face.

"The road from Changzhou to Yujing is far enough." Zhou Tan looked at him, and finally lifted his indifferent eyes: "Guess how much of this news is Ji Qing's instruction, and how much is the selfish intention of the Changzhou government. ? You don’t have to be so caring and humble to be someone’s running dog, little prince.”

The "little" in Zhou Tan's mouth is very interesting, his tone is light and floaty, with a picky ending, which can almost be called a charming pillow whisper in another place.He always recruits people without knowing it, and does not let people guess whether it is intentional or unintentional.

"No..." Immediately afterwards, Zhou Tan tilted his head, as if he had thought about it, and then spoke, stopping Suoketo's counterattack: "Song Wenjing, I must have told you this, the one going south has the same root and origin as you My ancestors, why should they eat jewels, jade, wind, flowers, snow and moon, and you, have to eat and sleep in the open at this borderline."

"Why?" Zhou Tan moved closer and spoke again.

He didn't seem to pay much attention to these weapons, holding the reins and even playing polo in the royal court, looking leisurely and admiring the scenery.

Suoketo's thoughts followed him for a while, and the hatred in his mind almost rushed to the top of his head. He stared coldly at the young man who entered the battle alone, his eyes were like arrows, and there were a few traces of dark blue in his dark eyes. point of light.

This person's face line is very sharp, the roots of the mountain are high arched, and his pupil color is covered with a layer of blues that is easy to see in the north. From a certain angle, he even has a style similar to He Lianyun.

But the difference is too far, Zhou Tan thinks coldly, there is even such a pitiful spirit of imitating others.

"Young Master Zhou..." Suoketuo lifted the knife: "Needless to say, isn't your head a good bridge to go south? The emperor of Nanjun wants you dead, so this knife will go down very quickly."

Zhou Tan first chuckled a few times, and stopped replying.His plain face was reflected in the fire, with a swaying romantic air.

This situation was like a powerful punch with all the energy, only hitting a ball of fluffy cotton, Suoketo was depressed for a moment, he simply didn't speak anymore, he swung his knife and leaped over to chop off the head.

The three-foot water was set up, the back of the sword hit the blade, and there was a sound of "huo".

The group of Shazi in the Moon Breaking Division seemed to be a bit concerned about morality and face, or they took the young master of Nanjun too lightly in front of them, and took the task to kill someone without face, instead of rushing up and slashing people with knives.

Instead, it was like a cat teasing a mouse, poking it with a knife first, and the rest of the people were still watching the fun in circles.

But Zhou Tan didn't seize the momentary gap and galloped away. He tightened the sword in his hand, and the suppressed madness in his heart slowly rose.

Nanjun's cage was tied so tightly that even if he left, he would not let him go. His knuckles grazed the gold-encrusted jade hilt, and he added some strength instead.

Zhou Tan used his two legs to directly ride his horse up, using a fragile sword as a saber, in a posture of fighting for his life.

It's not his style to fight head-to-head, his face is as soft as water, but he really did it again, Suoketo was surprised for a moment, subconsciously slashed across, and froze for a while.

The two horses were too tightly entangled, and the alley was too crowded, the pursuers could not pass, and the reinforcements could not arrive.

The one-to-many battle was turned into one-on-one. Suoketo held the knife, and the contempt in his heart was broken for a moment, and he began to look at this opponent squarely.

He really didn't expect that this Young Master of Nanjun looked soft-waisted and shoulder-shouldered, but he was strong enough and ruthless, and his style of play was not rigid. He had the skills of duels in front of the battle, and the gangsters in street fights also had dark feet.Don't play in a face-to-face and careless way, but it's a bit of a score.

With a buzzing sound, Suoketuo's wrists went numb, Zhou Tan's face was very close, his breath almost reached his face, he could even see the broken mole in the corner of his eye, the shouts around him continued, and the two figures Going around, no one can get in.

Zhou Tan is using him as a shield.

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The soldiers of the Yinzhou Battalion had already been counted, and the scouts who had returned from exploring the road interrupted the daily wrestling of banging and scolding each other on the table.

He Lianyun lifted the curtain and went out, the heavy armor was half covered.Ahutai followed behind and shouted loudly, a little out of breath: "Why does the majesty go there in person, there are plenty in front of the post house for our arrangement."

"Suyin Building." He Lianyun jumped onto the horse without looking back.

The post house is next to Yinzhou Mansion, leaning against each other under the same roof.As soon as Sun Laoer was brought up from the east of the city to question him, the fire broke out.

He was thrown into the care room with his shoulders shaking. Before he could pull up his trousers, the sound of fighting in front of the door resounded through the sky.

The broken moon stragglers, who were divided into two groups, crashed into the network port that the central tent had arranged for a long time, and what they thought was a sudden surprise attack turned into a catch in a urn. When the gate of the Yinzhou mansion was closed, the civil servants who couldn't lift a knife were chased away like ducks. Booming up to the roof, one by one they were climbing the fire escape with their official robes.

He Lianyu pulled Yu Jintian's collar, stretched out his foot and kicked the weak and handsome civil servant: "You, a gold mine manager, are you here to join in the fun, get off the roof."

Yu Jintian lay on the ladder shelf, turned around and roared, blushing and thick neck, like a rooster pulling his neck: "Suyinlou, they have someone waiting there, He Lianyu, are you out of your mind! Did you hear me?! Mr. Zhou—”

His loose long hair was curled up in an official hat, revealing thick and dizzy curved eyebrows, and he yelled: "Helian Yu, you idiot!"

Yinzhou went up and down, from east to west, no water could be poured in. The sandmen chasing Zhou Tan should have bumped into the elite of Yinzhou camp in Lifang Lane, but the timing was precise and the traps were laid out. Zhou Tan didn't want to go on his way, he turned his head into the battle, and wanted to fight with others in the street.

He Lianyun rode his horse across the street, followed by Yin Zhouqi, who was riding a black armored black horse.The man had a thorn all over his body, how could it be healed so quickly, he was facing the night wind, and had some complicated emotions.

With a smart heart, you should always think of these teasing techniques, and you must be so persistent...

The cold wind passes through the nameless black alley.

Zhou Tan bumped into Suoketo's breastplate with a "boom", and raised his back to avoid the knife that cut his head.

The confrontation in this alley is still going on, but Suoketo has begun to be impatient.He was annoyed by the faint scent passed by the wind, but Zhou Tan's shadow swung left and right, like a ghostly shadow, making it difficult for others to see clearly.

"Yinzhou Qi! He Lianyun, it's He Lianyun!" A shooter hissed behind him.

The hooves of Yinzhou's horses were covered with iron palms, and the whole street seemed to shake when they were kicked.

A group of people merged into Lifang Lane like black water, and rushed to the narrow alley entrance in a desperate manner.

It is a black current like a flood bursting a bank.

"boom--"

Suddenly a fire started, it was the Suyin Building.

The author says:

Today's evil wind is still huge, thank you——