Early summer, one day.

The sunset gradually sets, and there are cars and horses coming on the roads in the outskirts of Hangzhou.

Cars are good cars, with a strong axle and a wide horse and a wide carriage.

A horse is a good horse, with bright eyes and bright mane, and strong limbs and strong bodies.

Even the driver who drove the car had a terrifying back and a bear-back with a bright look, and he was obviously a martial arts practitioner.

Needless to say, those who sit in the carriage must be either rich or noble, or be well-known in the martial arts world.

The carriage was walking quickly, and soon after, it reached a tea shed.

This tea shed is very simple, the tea sets are not clean, the tables and chairs are broken and old, and the thatched shed on the top is like a sieve. Not to mention blocking the rain, the light cannot be blocked.

At this time, because it was dusk, the city gate was about to close and there were no people on the road, so there was only one customer in the teahouse.

He sat there alone, drinking tea slowly.

The owner of the teahouse closed the stall while staring at the guest with disgust, and almost opened his mouth to drive him away.

"Boss, give me another bowl." Huang Donglai, the guest... didn't care and still asked the boss to renew the water with shame.

This "Huang Donglai" is not someone else, but the one who traveled with Mr. Sun.

Although he traveled through time with Mr. Sun at the same time, his birth in this world was slightly different from Mr. Sun; the location was different. Mr. Sun was born in Hangzhou Prefecture, Jiangnan, and he was born in Fushun County (i.e. Zigong).

Of course, Mr. Huang was not born in an ordinary family, he was also born in a famous family.

In Dazhi, the Huangmen in Shu, which is Huang Donglai's current home, has always been a famous martial arts family and is famous all over the world for its "Three Wonders of the Yellowmen".

These "three wonders" are light skills, hidden weapons, and poison.

At its peak, the Huang family relied on these three skills to rampant the world. People in the martial arts world changed their brilliance when they mentioned the three masters of the Yellow Sect. At that time, the Yellow Sect was one of the best in the Bashu area, whether it was reputation, power, or industry.

Unfortunately, by Huang Donglai's father's generation, his family's fortunes were already in decline and he was no longer as glorious as he was back then.

However, as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, at least Huang Donglai lived a very generous life in his childhood.

As for his name "Donglai", it means "Purple Qi Donglai", because Huang Donglai's parents in this world dreamed of a large ball of purple clouds (poisonous) fog coming from the east the night before his birth and drifting over their house. They thought it was a good omen, so he naturally had this name after he was born.

A few months ago, Huang Donglai was ordered by his father to come to Hangzhou to visit Mr. Sun, and then sent a letter to come. It was only then that Huang Donglai realized that the head of the Huang family and Mr. Sun were friends when they were young, but Western Shu and Jiangnan were too far apart, so it was really inconvenient to move around. Moreover, both of them had family business to manage, so they had always been in correspondence.

Originally, Huang Donglai didn't need to go to send a letter to him, just to find their local "Flying Ge Gang" branch to help him deliver it. However, the Huang family is a martial arts family after all, and Huang Donglai is also seventeen years old this year, so the head of the Huang family wanted to find a reason to let him leave his hometown and go out to walk around, which is also considered accumulating some experience in the martial arts world.

So, today, at dusk, Huang Donglai appeared here.

Swallows!

It was a long time to say that, and that was soon! Just the moment the owner of the teahouse was about to drive Huang Dong to leave.

On the road in front of the tea shed, a sudden change occurred.

Accompanied by a whistling sound of wind, dozens of sharp arrows suddenly appeared in the air, pouring down towards the moving carriage from all directions.

In an instant, the car stopped and the horses were neighing.

The driver who drove the car was not panicked. He leaned over and jumped onto the horse's back, held the reins with one hand, pulled out a single knife from the saddle with the other hand, raised his arms and danced, easily blocking the rain of arrows that came from the front.

He was not shot.

The horse was not shot.

However, the carriage behind him was shot out by more than a dozen holes... However, judging from the calm expression of the coachman, he seemed to be not worried about any accidents in the car.

"Ah!" After the arrow rain stopped, the owner of the tea shed realized it and immediately screamed, rushed to a water tank beside the tea shed with his head in his arms and squatted down.

The people in this world have quite a lot of fighting and killing people in the world, so they all know that when they can hide, they can run away, so as not to be affected by the fish in the pond.

"Wow~ Look at this scene, at least seven or eight people were ambushed." Huang Donglai didn't react so much. Not only did he not stand up from the chair, he also picked up the big teapot that the boss had just thrown on the table, and added some tea to his tea bowl.

"Little smash! Are you afraid of your life? Why don't you hide away?" The owner of the teahouse saw that Huang Donglai was still sitting there leisurely. Out of kindness, he whispered and reminded him.

"Hey~ Boss, don't panic. This arrow was not for us." Huang Dong said, and took another sip of tea.

As Huang Donglai expected, eight masked men flew out of the woods on both sides of the road, and surrounded the carriage in the middle of the road in a blink of an eye.

"Hmph...where did the rats come from?" The coachman was still not afraid when he saw that he was surrounded, and snorted coldly, "Do you know who is in the car?"

After a breath, one of the masked men stepped forward and responded with a sneer: "Ha...what do you think?"

It seems that the person who replied was the leader of this group of sneak attackers.

As the saying goes, to capture the king first, the coachman naturally understands this principle, so he didn't think about it for too long. Almost the moment the other party finished replying, he jumped up from his horse, used his wrist, and slashed in the air, using a force to slash Huashan, and headed straight for the Tianlinggu.

"Good sword technique~" Huang Donglai watched from the side and couldn't help but cheer, "Although this move is simple, it is really not something that second-rate and third-rate guys can handle."

Before he finished speaking, the masked leader had already taken the driver's knife, and it was not used to deal with weapons, but to deal with "empty blades with empty hands".

"Oh, buttocks! There's something." Huang Donglai exclaimed, "The Yin Sanlu's internal strength and soft skills are the foundation."

As he spoke, the coachman and the leader had already passed several moves. The former had a strong sword technique, while the latter had a sloppy fist and palm. It seemed that the martial arts of these two people were not much different, and it was probably difficult to decide the outcome within fifty moves.

On the other hand, the remaining seven masked men did not care about their leaders, but approached the carriage... It seemed that they wanted to confirm whether the person in the carriage was dead.

"Oh~ Why are you panic? Even if the people inside are still alive, it is easy to do so many of you." Huang Dong saw the group of people cautious and did not dare to pick up the bamboo curtains of the carriage, so he couldn't help but recite.

"Hey! Little smash! Are you crazy? What are you involved in? What's wrong with you? You're looking for death!" Even the owner of the teahouse couldn't stand it anymore, and lowered his voice and whispered to Huang Donglai a few meters away.

"No, I'm just explaining what's wrong?" Huang Dong looked back at the teahouse owner and said with confidence, "I just complain about what I like to see. It's okay? I don't participate. Do you have to punish me if I lead the rhythm?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to be still excited, and turned his head again, looked at the masked people on the other side of the carriage, and raised his voice and said, "Hey, I said you guys are going to go! How can you tell me if you lose if you hit one of seven people? You win with A face, how can you lose?"

"Stop!" Finally, a masked man was so annoyed by him that he couldn't help it. He turned around and stared at him fiercely, and scolded him angrily.

"What are you doing?" Huang Donglai was not afraid of him at all and continued, "Damn it, I'm a professional explanation, okay? You can't understand the situation, so I'll analyze it for you..."

"Fuck!" The masked man was so annoyed by him that he cursed angrily, and simply turned around and rushed towards Huang Donglai, "I'll tell you more!" He said, while raising his hand, trying to kill Huang Donglai with one palm.

However……

"puff--"

Before his hand could fall, a mouthful of old blood was sprayed out of his mouth and sprayed onto the black cloth he used to mask.

Immediately afterwards, he fell down to the sky and never got up again...
Chapter completed!