The drunk quietly looked into the yard. It was dark and no one was seen. He was timid and wanted to step back. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the darkness and pulled him to the hospital.

Then, with a hissing sound, a long sword pierced his chest.

"Er..."

The drunken man opened his eyes and fell to the ground with a clatter of wine in his hand. Blood gushed from his throat and puffed out. He fell to the ground without saying a word.

The killer immediately closed the door again.

Several people came out of the darkness and whispered, "six civilians have been killed. The latest day after tomorrow, it will be exposed soon. Tonight, the operation must be successful."

"The deadline given by the queen is one month, and we have three days left."

"Go and see how she is."

In the firewood room, song Xijiao wakes up and soon finds her own situation.

This is a demolished room, the nose is full of damp mildew smell of firewood, there is also a smell of oil, very pungent.

Her hands and feet were tied, and her mouth was stuffed with cloth, and it was all the way down to his throat, which made her nauseous and unable to vomit.

Like a worm, she wanted to wriggle to the door to listen to the yard, but she was too far away from the door, and suddenly heard a sound of foot steps, and hurried into a pile of straw.

Cha, cha.

The boots stepped on the straw and gradually came towards her. However, the wood room was dark and could not be seen clearly. After walking around the boots, the sound of footsteps suddenly became rapid.

He can't find anyone!

There were a lot of straw on the wall of the firewood house, and firewood was piled in the middle of the room. The girl was very petite, so it would be difficult to find any pile of straw to hide in.

The man became a little impatient, and suddenly pulled out his sword and pricked it into the haystack on one side.

And this sword just landed on the top of song Xijiao's head.

She suddenly opened her eyes and nearly peed.

As long as the sword is deflected by another inch, she will be finished directly!

The man pulled out his sword and walked forward two steps. When he lifted his sword, he would stab it again. Suddenly, a man yelled at the door: "what are you doing? She can't die!"

"She's hiding."

"Hide, you can't run out of the house. When the fire is lit, she will die faster if she hides in the straw pile! Since she can hide, it means that she has woken up. We should be careful to guard against it. There will be nothing wrong. Come out. "

The man looked at the straw pile reluctantly and turned to leave the wood room.

The door closed and Kata let out the lock.

When the sound of footsteps at the door gradually left, song Xijiao came out of the straw. She gasped deeply, and then immediately tried her best to dismantle the rope on her body.

These people, even want to burn her, is too vicious!

The rope was too tight, and her hands were still tied behind her back, so she couldn't get rid of it. Song Xijiao worked hard for a long time, and she didn't earn a cent except that she broke her wrists and hurt her life.

She gasped for breath. Suddenly she saw the wood in the middle of the wood room. She rubbed over to find a wood with a sharp head. She stirred the cloth head in her mouth and pulled her head sideways Finally!

The cloth was pulled out of her mouth by wood, and a piece of saliva adhered to her chin, and her mouth regained breath.

When she was able to speak, her mouth was comfortable, and song Xijiao tried again.

Now, I can't get rid of the handle by professional way. I can't get rid of it by professional way.

She tried to raise her feet as much as possible. Her hands groped for the rope on her ankle. It was thick, hard and tight. Even if she found the boundary buckle and tore it for a long time, her fingers were sore. The rope still didn't respond at all.

For such a thick rope, you have to cut several times with a dagger What can we do? Can't we help ourselves?

Just thinking about it, suddenly the sound of swords joining in the yard.

Someone's coming to save her!

When zhongchunqiao herded them, they didn't expect that they would be found. Because they came very hidden, they thought they had done all the precautions. There were sentries at the entrance of the alley It seems that the sentry was also killed.

Hiss!

The sword has no eyes. In the cold moonlight, I don't know how much red blood is spilled. All the tall figures fall to the ground and never get up again.

Their life span of only 20 years is nothing but killing.

When the swordsman and Qiao Mu are fighting with the killers, Zhong Chun jumps down from the eaves, holding a machete in his hand, and cuts directly at a man standing at the door of the firewood room.

"Ah

The man cried out in pain and fell to the ground, but the other man responded very quickly. He lit the torch and held it close to the wood shed and roared: "stop it! Cangwu, you don't want to save your woman? "Zhong Chun looks at him coldly, and doesn't use to move.

The killer in the yard saw that he was badly hurt. Now he could only use the woman in the wood room as a threat, and immediately called out: "your woman is in the wood room. As long as we act, the wood room will be burned!"

"Cangwu, let your people stop at once!"

In the firewood room, song Xijiao fell to the ground and opened her eyes in horror.

They're going to burn the wood house!

She's about to be cremated But who is Cangwu?

Isn't Zhong Chun coming to save people.

Then, a familiar, deep voice said, "as long as you are caught, I can let you go. I will do what I say."

"Ha ha, Prince, even if you will spare us, the queen will not spare us. Today, either you or I will die. Stop talking nonsense and put down your knife

Song Xijiao lies on the cold ground of the firewood room, and her heart is also cold.

Your highness Queen What are they talking about?

"Your Highness, don't talk to them, just clean them up!"

"Dare you! If you dare to take the initiative again, I will burn the firewood room immediately! "

Just when the two sides were still in a standoff, a dark figure suddenly turned down from the wall and quietly went around the back of the wood room. He approached the man holding the torch and looked at Zhong Chun.

Zhong Chun immediately opened his mouth to attract the man's attention and said, "I don't move. Do you want to kill me?"

"It depends on whether your prince is affectionate or merciless. You and your woman can only choose one!"

"Is it? What if I want to choose both? "

"Then you can only have neither of them!"

As soon as the words fell, the black shadow suddenly jumped out, holding the man's arm in one hand and not letting him shake the torch at will. Seeing this, Zhong Chun rushed forward with a lunge and cut the machete into the man's arm.

PATA.

The man's arm fell to the ground with the torch.

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