Chapter 253 Academy Assassin Liao Chapter 254 Life is in danger

Yang Yanzhao never thought that the little eunuch in the palace bodyguard uniform in front of him was Biyue, who was supposed to be in Songzhou City. For a while, he was stunned.

But at this moment, the little eunuch in the gray robe, who was always hanging his head and lowered his eyebrows, moved. He seemed to pull out the soft sword around his fingers from his robe. Under the shaking, he was cold.

Without unnecessary action, five assassins rushed to Zhao Guangyi. The literary ministers around him had already turned pale with fear, and the general wanted to come forward to save him, but it was difficult to save him because of the congestion in the room.

The long sword roared, with a folded cold light, and stabbed Zhao Guangyi's throat, and the scroll in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and there was a trace of fear on his majestic face all day long.

The sword front was only a short distance away, and the ministers were all double pupils. Wang Jien was black in front of him and fainted.

"Protect!"

An exclamation sounded, which called the scared officials back to his mind. He thought that the emperor of the Song Dynasty was going to die in front of everyone. Looking for a sound, he didn't know when Yang Yanzhao stood in front of the official. Although a long sword was held by his hands, the blade had penetrated through his chest, and the blood stained the white crane with wings on his chest. .

With this delay, the reacting general roared, but due to the many bookshelves in the room, the assassin had a sharp weapon in his hand, and he could not please him with his bare hands.

Withstanding the pain, Yang Yanzhao kicked up with his right foot. Under self-reward protection, the assassin could only drop his long sword and jump to one side, while he staggered in pain and knelt to the ground.

In this chaotic kung fu, Zhao Guangyi and the princes and princes have retreated to the ministers. The rather embarrassed officials did not care about tidying up their clothes and roared at the forbidden army outside the house to catch the assassins.

"Bum bang!"

The sound of fighting was very fierce. Under the impact, the bookshelves fell one after another, and countless books fell down. Xuan paper and simple letters were everywhere. Yang Yanzhao's forehead was full of sweat, and blood dripped down his right hand holding the sword. The suffocating pain almost made him faint.

The assassin didn't miss a blow. I think it's rare, and he doesn't need to do anything like escorting. At present, the long sword is inserted in his chest. If you move more, the blood will flow faster, which is a little more dangerous.

His eyes had been blurred by cold sweat. Just as Yang Yanzhao was about to rest in place, he saw Biyue holding a long sword that he didn't know where to get from. He was a little clumsy, but he rushed to Zhao Guangyi, who was surrounded by ministers.

"Wait for me to kill him!"

Pu Anli came out of the crowd, and his murderous spirit was released without restraint, which shocked many ministers behind him and retreated one after another.

He rushed forward, and the Biyue's long sword stabbed, but it fell empty. When he was killed with his backhand, he was kicked in the abdomen by Pu Anli. Suddenly, blood spewed out, and his body was like a broken kite, hitting the bookshelf in the distance.

He caught the long sword thrown in the air. Pu Anli showed a bloodthirsty smile at the corners of his mouth. He hasn't been indulging the enemy for a long time. Maybe he hasn't seen the exciting blood that makes him fall for a long time. He finally has a chance today. How can he not be happy?

Looking at the assassins struggling on the ground, Pu Anli became more and more excited. He has always been self-proving that he is the best hunter, and the hunter's favorite situation is to see the prey struggling with no way to escape.

The long sword is ringing, and the sharpness is bright, and it is about to cross the white neck. At this moment, a figure rushed over and hit Pu Anli away with a touch.

Blood also rose all over the sky, but an assassin stood in front of Biyue.

Before he died, the assassin looked up at Biyue, with nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes, and his lips squirmed. After all, he did not spit out a word.

A little angry, Pu Anli jumped up and was about to continue to raise his sword, only to find that the trembling assassin carried the sword and rushed to Zhao Guangyi behind him again.

"Protect the official family!"

At this time, there was another exclamation, but Yang Yanzhao, who was injured, came forward, and the assassin's figure hesitated. Later, the two were intertwined.

Just as Pu Anli was about to come forward to kill the assassin, he heard a muffled sound. The small red window of flowers was smashed open, and the assassin also fell outside the house.

Pu Anli angrily explored his son and wanted to chase and kill him, but there was a piece of ink bamboo planted outside the house, where traces of assassins could be seen, and the forbidden army that heard the sound had also surged over. As a * army, he did not have to continue to search.

He fell off his sword with resentment and looked at Yang Yanzhao, who was sweating coldly. He couldn't help but be more angry. If he hadn't intervened, he would have been able to kill the assassin with a sword just now.

Hu opened his eyes and glanced at the house. The rest of the assassins had been killed. Pu Anli had to go back, but as soon as he turned around, Yang Yanzhao beside him fell towards him.

Seeing the situation, Pu Anli wanted to give up subconsciously, but in full view of the public, especially Yang Yanzhao's desperate escort, had to stretch out his hands and hold him.

"Thank you, General..."

There was a trembling in the voice, and a smile was squeezed out on his pale face, but later, he fainted.

His hand had been stained with blood with body temperature. Pu Anli knew that it was Yang Yanzhao's injury and was getting worse. Looking at the perseverance of his eyebrows and the previous desperate scene, suddenly there was a trace of strangeness in his heart. It seemed that this guy was not very annoying.

"Come on, send Yang Jing to the medical hospital!"

Zhao Guangyi roared, and suddenly several bodyguards of the front division of the palace came with orders, carefully supporting Yang Yanzhao, looking at the extremely gorgeous official uniform stained with blood, and his eyes were full of respect.

Looking at the slowly leaving figure, he hesitated for a moment. Zhao Yuanzuo bent down and saluted, "God bless the Song Dynasty, and my father is well. It is the blessing of my society and the blessing of the people. My children and ministers are also very happy."

Saying this, he paused for a moment and was full of pleading, "Lord Yang usually has a lot of advice. Now that his life is in danger, he wants to go with him to reduce his worries."

"Go ahead."

Zhao Guangyi's voice was still majestic, and he could not hear joy and anger, nor could he hear hatred and resentment. He was calm and frightening.

After making another salute, Zhao Yuanzuo chased him out. Behind him, Zhao Heng's little face turned pale. It was not until he saw the prince's brother leave that he suddenly came to his senses. But it was too late to catch up. He could only continue to stand in the distance without looking at the bloody corpse.

Outside the Chongwen Museum, the forbidden army in front of the palace is full of murderous assassins searching around, and it is also thanks to Lord Yang's desperate protection. Otherwise, if the official family has an accident, everyone will lose their lives.

At this time, an inconspicuous carriage sped, and several forbidden soldiers pulled out their swords and came forward to block the way. "What!"

The driver was a big and three-thick man. At this moment, his face was full of sweat, and he suddenly pulled the reins. Maybe it was too hard, and the horse that pulled the car suddenly hissed in pain.

"Someone is Hanlin's servant who told Lord Yang Jingyang's servant. I was waiting for my lord by the front pool. How could I see a man covered with blood like him just now? I came to inquire about it."

When the leader of the forbidden army came to the Chongwen Hall for defense, he saw this man and drove a carriage to the lake in the distance. After asking, he knew that it was the servant of Lord Yang, the main college. Because he was far away from the Chongwen Hall, he was also the entourage of the emperor and the former celebrity Lord Yang, so that he had not been driven away.

The cold-faced team was not talking. They went forward and lifted the curtain. The arrangement in the car was very simple. At a glance, there was no outsider. At this time, he nodded and whispered, "Lord Yang was injured and was sent to the Tai Hospital."

After saying that, he waved his hand and let his hand go. He looked at the man exclaimed and turned the front of the car to leave. The team was sighing, "It's a man, but it's a pity that he didn't join the army."

The carriage drove quickly, and there was a check from time to time, but when they heard that it was Yang Yanzhao's servant, they all showed respect and opened the curtain and let it go.

They have also heard about Yang Yanzhao's loyal protection of the Lord. He will definitely rise to the top in the future, and he is anxious and doesn't seem to be cheating. Why should he be embarrassed? Wouldn't it be better to sell the little Lord Yang?

"Wow!"

The carriage did not stop at the entrance of the alley and went directly to the yard in the alley. When he arrived at the door, Xiao Muchun jumped out of the carriage. Before long, he saw Luo's girl and Ba Mei and Pai Feng hurriedly got into the carriage.

He quietly took off a pear-flowered board under his feet, and Ba Mei and Pai Feng looked at each other. As Xiao Muchun said, under the car, there was a pale blue moon with a pale face attached to it.

Several women hurriedly pulled her into the carriage. Although she didn't understand what had happened, Luo's girl quickly helped her pulse. The jade hand touched the pulse, and her face suddenly changed. She took out several silver needles and inserted them into the key acupuncture point of Biyue.

For a long time, Biyue's face was a little ruddy. When she opened her eyes and saw Luo's women, she shook her head to the eighth sister who asked in a low voice and said gently, "Son, son, he is injured..."

After saying this sentence, I fainted.

The Luo women were confused by this sentence. At this time, Xiao Muchun's low voice came from outside the car, "Miss Luo, help Miss Biyue change her clothes, and I'll take you to the hospital."

There was no sound in the car, and only the sound of Sasha's clothes rubbing was heard.

Chongwen Hall, in front of the fountain, the water flow is still light, but the atmosphere is extremely depressing.

Wang Ji'en, who had woken up, bowed his head in the distance. The ministers were as silent as cicadas and did not dare to say more. By the pool, Zhao Guangyi turned his back to everyone without saying a word.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in tiger armor came from the original place, glanced at many colleagues who dared not come out, and couldn't help but look like dead ashes.

When the official went out, the front department of the palace was responsible for the defense. Now that this happened, the commander of the front department of the palace could not absolve himself. Thinking of this, Lu Yao was very sad and angry. He had a smooth life, but he fell here. He was really unwilling.

Unconsciously, he walked to the pool. Lu Yao leaned down to salute, swallowed his foam, and whispered, "Go back to the official house. The identity of the assassin has been identified. He is a Khitan."

Among the eight assassins killed, the four women and three men are all printed with the wolf totem of the Khitan people. Although one of them is unknown, Lu Yao, who is not stupid at present, naturally understands that this person, even the escaped assassin, is also regarded as a Khitan.

The voice fell, silent, and Lu Yao's heart could not help but rise. When the ministers heard this sentence, they showed indignation and his chests. At this time, the previous struggle had disappeared, replaced by hatred for the common enemy. Many generals stepped forward, full of passionate requests to send troops to Liao.

To everyone's surprise, the official still didn't make a sound. For a long time, a low voice sounded, "Go back to the palace."

Hearing this, the angry ministers were stunned and thought they had heard it wrong. When Wang Jien's shrill voice sounded in his ear, 'The official has an order to drive back to the palace', they came to their senses one after another and looked at each other, which was full of disbelief.

Until Jin Yu left, those civil and military ministers were still whispering indignant, and the intelligent people had already checked where Zhao Guangyi had stood before, and the green grass had been stepped on.