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At this time, there were faint sounds at the end of the hillside.

Xiao Lingyue hasn't heard it yet.

Zhan Beihan low -minded: "It's the sound of horseshoe, someone is here!"

Can you hear it?

Xiao Lingyue was surprised and did not doubt his words. She was obscured by the shadow of the stone, and she quietly poked her head and looked down at the hillside.

Sure enough, but for a while.

Three black horses ran over from the end of the little way.

Xiao Lingyue looked intently. The three dark horse's horses were wrapped in thick cotton cloth. The sound of running was small and not perceived.

"It's really cautious."

She snorted in her heart and saw the three horses running in front of the straw shed.

A high horse headed on the back, sitting on a person who couldn't see the shape, wrapped it in a large black cloak with a hood on his head.

Then, then

The assassin inspected around the straw shed immediately walked over, and respectfully ritual: "Two leaders, you are here."

"What about people?" The cloak asked coldly.

"Inside." A assassin waved his hand and "bring people out."

The assassin next to him immediately entered the straw shed. After a long time, he walked out holding a child.

The little guy was tied by a rope, and the cloth group was blocked in his mouth. There was no scar on his body, and he couldn't see fear on his face. His black and bright eyes stared at the assassin angrily: "Oh!"

As if scolding.

"It's cold!" Xiao Lingyue tightened his heart and relieved again.

Fortunately, the little guy didn't look injured or frightened.

The assassin hugged him to the horse, and said coldly: "Two leaders, people are here."

Han Han looked up and looked immediately: "Oh?"

The cape was sitting on the horse's back, looking down at the Han Han, making a hoarse laughing: "The Jing Jingrui, the only son of Zhan Beihan, the only child in the Han Dynasty, it was him."

"Give me me, everyone evacuates immediately, and you can't stop here!" The cloak man ordered it coldly.

A assassin hesitated: "Two leaders, we still have a lot of brothers who haven't returned, really it really does not have to wait?"

"Don't wait!" The cloakman's voice was firm, "The joint time has passed, and if you don't return, you ca n’t go back. Everyone immediately follows me. Before Bei Qin responds, we will leave immediately."

"Yes!" All black assassins responded together.

The cloak grabbed the hemp rope on the cold back of the cloak, and mentioned him immediately, placed it on the horse's neck.

The head faces down.

Needless to say how uncomfortable this posture.

The little guy's face quickly turned red, and he seemed to be out of breath.

"They are going to run." Xiao Lingyue was distressed, and immediately said, "Hurry up!"

"Hold it to you."

Zhan Beihan didn't need to urge her. After playing a gesture, she flashed out without warning.

The figure is like a lonely and lonely shadow.

"Well!" Jian Guang came out of the sheath.

Through the impact of the fall, Zhan Beihan's eyes were like electricity, and a sword ruthlessly swept away!

Several assassins closest to the hillside had not reacted, and they felt a cold neck, and their heads flew up in the air in the air.

"Well--"

The bloody blood rises the sky.

The headless corpse had not had time to fall, Zhanbei was bullied, and the sword light was strangled, and the two assassins were killed to the ground.
Chapter completed!