Chapter 352 Yellow Sparrow After

The spring breeze blew, and the sun was still warm, but it could not calm the shock in Yang Yanzhao's heart.

After a long time, Xiao Muchun and others came to their senses and looked at the empty ground. If it hadn't been for the spears and arrows scattered everywhere and the unfading smell of sulfur in the wind, they really couldn't believe that they were still fighting with people here at the previous moment.

"My son, this..."

Meng Liang held the gourd in his arms and swallowed a few saliva fiercely. When the words came out of his mouth, he found that his tongue had been knotted. The bloody man who used to lick the edge of the knife was also frightened.

The scene just now was really too strange. How could he not be afraid?

"That's a Mahayana master. It seems that Li Jiqian can't be killed."

Yang Yanzhao stared at the direction of the disappearance of the big dark horse. He couldn't help but sound the thin figure in his mind. He looked like a scoundrel when begging for wine. As the ancients said, he was hidden in the city. Unexpectedly, he was the Mahayana master.

On the ancient road, Yang Yanzhao finally knew what Wei Zhuang was afraid of.

Only one mount can be sent to exchange things. What a state!

When Yang Yanzhao was shocked, Xiao Muchun and others were also excited. Although they had not achieved any mental practice, it was precisely in this that they increasingly admired the masters standing at the peak.

How many Mahayana masters can there be in the world, and how many opportunities can they meet?

"Brother Xiao, you take Brother Cui to kill Li Jihang. We are waiting outside the city."

For a long time, Yang Yanzhao said this and turned straight to the south. The Mahayana was not what he could fight against, so Li Jiqian could not kill him. After today's incident, the party's Li family must be greatly damaged, and then removes Li Ji's support, which can also satisfy Zhao Guangyi.

Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping took the order to go to the east of the city, while Meng Liang and Jiao Zan followed Yang Yanzhao. The thing that they thought was difficult to reach the sky was over, and the four of them were relieved.

Li Ji held the killing, and Li Jiqian took people out of the city. Such a shaky thing suddenly appeared in Xiazhou. For a moment, people were panicked, and even the gate of the city had no previous investigation. Therefore, it was easy for Yang Yanzhao and the three of them to go out of the city with the horses sent inn.

After waiting outside the city for more than an hour, I saw Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping rushing here. Meng Liang and Jiao Zan led the horse and the two, and Yang Yanzhao looked back at Xiazhou City, which was no different from the past. His eyes were complicated, sad, helpless and even a little guilty.

"Is it all right?"

Xiao Muchun nodded and said, "Don't worry, Li Jihe is really crazy. In case, my fourth brother and I will each give him an arrow, and he must be dead."

With a deep sigh, Yang Yanzhao jumped on his horse and said, "That's good. Let's go now!"

The whip was thrown up, and Yang Yanzhao walked forward first. Behind him, Xiao Muchun and others looked at each other. There were many relaxed and happy eyebrows, and they also raised their whips one after another, closely following them.

Maybe it was untied, or maybe it was like an arrow. The group of people went from Xiazhou to Yinzhou. At sunset, it was only 20 miles away from Yinzhou.

The night is gradually sprinkling, and the tired birds in front of them return to the nest. Large forests appear on both sides of the road. The evening wind blows, and the dense branches and leaves sway, making a rustling sound.

The horse galloped by, breaking the silence all the way.

"Ye-Ye!"

Suddenly, several birds in front of them fluttered out and flew to the thick ink-swirling sky, and dropped a few crisp green leaves that were knocked into the air.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yanzhao clenched the reins and stopped the horse. Xiao Muchun behind him also noticed it. They all pulled the reins vigorously and stopped.

There is an ambush.

Several people have experienced hundreds of battles. There are birds and beasts walking in the quiet forest, and there must be assassins in ambush.

On the horse's back, Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping took out the thorns with body temperature. Jiao Zan raised the iron gun silently. Meng Liang grabbed the big axe tied to the horse's back and muttered, "Mom, I usually did a lot of this robbery. I didn't expect to encounter it today. It's really strange!"

In his words, there was no fear at all. He dared not pay attention to the ambush in front of him at all.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. This is not an ordinary opponent."

At this moment, Yang Yanzhao looked back and said, and his face was extremely solemn. Suddenly, Meng's conscience sank down and subconsciously asked, "Son, do you know who is ahead?"

"I don't know, but it's not a good one. The enemy may be stronger than you think."

Yang Yanzhao said in a calm voice again. In the dense forest, he clearly felt the aura fluctuation of the other party. Unexpectedly, there was an energetic master. If it was a robber, who could have such a big hand?

At this moment, Yang Yanzhao did not have time to guess the person behind the scenes. His thoughts turned quickly. Later, he turned his head and said, "Brother Xiao, Brother Cui, you two followed me into the forest. Jiao Zan and Meng Liang walked quickly to attract their attention and remember that you must not fight."

Seeing the rare caution on Yang Yanzhao's face, the four immediately agreed one after another, and Cui Ping handed him the pocket crossbow for self-defense.

After a little discussion, Yang Yanzhao rushed into the dense forest with Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping, while Meng Liang and Jiao Zan whipped their mounts fiercely. The three horses went forward crazily after pain, and the two of them followed closely.

"Woth!"

The sound of arrows breaking through the sky, the sound of the three horses running in front of them were shot into hedgehogs and fell to the ground, and bloodied in a blink of an eye.

Although Jiao Zan and Meng Liang were blocked by weapons, the situation was not much better. ** The mount quickly hit several arrows and fell to the ground, almost throwing them out.

Dozens of dark shadows rushed out, and the sword in his hand flashed with a penetrating cold light.

"Mom, it's really a tough stubble."

Meng Liang's right hand held the big axe tightly and spit on the ground. His left hand was the gourd reaching to his waist. He used it once in Xiazhou City before, and he still had time to fill it in the future. He didn't know if it could be useful this time.

When the two were nervous against the enemy, there may be no trace of Yang Yanzhao among the black assassins. Ten people were immediately left behind, and the rest of them entered the woods behind and began to search.

"Ha ha, it seems that the prince has offended the powerful character this time. It's so popular. Brother Jiao, you have to be careful."

Without fear, Meng Liang actually laughed out loud. Jiao Zan did not make a sound, but rushed forward with an iron gun. The gun flew and stabbed the key point of the other party's throat.

"Brother Jiao, you can't speak so much. How can you do it without talking!"

At the same time, in the dense forest under the night, it can be said that they could not see five fingers. The two assassins were searching for Yang Yanzhao back to back and walking, but suddenly saw the cold light on their faces. Before shouting, they fell to the ground.

Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping jumped down from the tree, and the blood of the long sword in their hands was shocking, but they ignored it flawlessly and disappeared in the forest again, looking for the next target.

On the other side, a burly man in black shuttled lightly through the forest, as fast as a beast.

"Come out, don't hide anymore."

Suddenly, he stopped and said such a sentence, as if he was talking to people, but there was a wind around him, and there was no other voice, so it was like talking to himself.

"Oh, I can't measure myself..."

He smiled softly, and his figure moved again. He rushed to the right front quickly and hit the trunk of the tree. Suddenly, the huge wood surrounded by dozens of feet was about to fall, and a person also fell down.

But it is Yang Yanzhao.

"I finally found you. It's all you. I've been waiting here for so many days. Fortunately, I can learn more about it today."

The words are full of pride, as if at this moment, you regard yourself as the master of all things, and you can easily determine a person's life and death.

But he does have this ability, because he is a vigorous master. Treating ordinary people and taking their lives is just a matter of a flick.

But his opponent is Yang Yanzhao.

When the man in black waved his fist forward, although Yang Yanzhao's cultivation was sealed, he was at least a master of refining gas. No matter how fast the other party was, he could react and dodge aside.

"Look where you're going!"

Obviously, he didn't expect Yang Yanzhao to reach out like this. The man in black was extremely angry and a little faster. He grabbed Yang Yanzhao's left arm with one hand and grabbed him.

"It's not going to die in my hands after all!"

He grabbed Yang Yanzhao's neck and watched his face turn red. The previous expression of pride and complacency appeared in the eyes of the man in black.

"Is that right?"

Suddenly, the man in black saw a mysterious smile on Yang Yanzhao's face and was puzzled. He heard countless sharp breaths in his ear and wanted to avoid it, but it was too close to the truth, and his heart was immediately penetrated by an arrow.

The momentum of the pocket crossbow made the man in black fall back a few steps before falling to the ground. He opened his eyes wide until he died. He did not believe that he had died in the hands of a literati who had no power to bind a chicken.

Put away the crossbow, Yang Yanzhao came forward to take off her masked black cloth. The man's eyebrows were thick, but his face was very raw. He untied the black clothes, and there was also an ordinary black martial suit inside. Just as Yang Yanzhao was about to turn around, he saw a token on his waist.

This token is so familiar that it is the same as the one in his arms. It is thanks to Zhao Guangyi that it is convenient to walk in the palace for Zhao Yuanzuo.

The white hand held the token tightly, and Yang Yanzhao opened his eyes angrily.

When he went out, Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping had already solved their opponents. Meng Liang and Jiao Zan suffered some minor injuries, which was not serious.

At night, Yang Yanzhao exhaled a turbid breath, looked at the corpse on the ground, picked up a long sword, and struggled to see the green and ancient wood beside him.

For a while, sawdust splashed. Xiao Muchun and others saw that he was crazy and looked worried, but they didn't know how to open their mouths to comfort him. They just covered the simple dressing wound and stood not far away, silent.

"Dangdang!"

The long knife was thrown out, and Yang Yanzhao suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted, "You are cruel. I will remember this account. He will definitely repay you twice every day!"

The words were full of resentment, red eyes, gasping for breath, like an enraged beast, with a ferocious face that made people afraid.

After a long time, Yang Yanzhao returned to normal. He looked at Xiao Muchun and others and said with an expressionless face, "Let's go back to Bianliang."

"None, it's too dangerous for the prince..."

Cui Ping stepped forward and wanted to stand in front of Yang Yanzhao. They also found the token of the infantry department on the assassin. No matter how stupid they were in front of them, they also understood the intention of the one in the palace. If they went to Bianliang again, wouldn't it be a sheep entering the mouth of the tiger?

When he said this, Jiao Zan and the other three also came forward one after another, "The fourth brother is right, son, at this moment, it is true that he can't go to Bianliang City again."

How can Yang Yanzhao not understand this truth? It's just that everything he cares about is there. Although he asked the exhaust wind to contact He Yu before, it is still unknown whether the matter will be done or not, so Bianliangcheng still has to go back anyway.

It's just how to go back. Of course, Yang Yanzhao will not be stupid enough to give it to Zhao Guangyi. He thought for a moment. For today's plan, he had to sneak in secretly and then fight back.

After paying attention, Yang Yanzhao's face reappeared with a calm look. "Brothers, it's true that Yang Jing has led you to a dangerous situation, but I have to go to Bianliang City. Naturally, I'm not going to die. Today's thing must be to get justice."

To get justice back?

Asking for justice with the emperor of the Song Dynasty? Meng Liang and Jiao Zan looked at each other in con's face. It seemed to be the first time in their lives that they had heard people say such rebellious words so righteously and powerfully, and more importantly, they had the impulse to believe.

Only Xiao Muchun and Cui Ping clenched their hands into fists and nodded immediately, "The prince can definitely do it like this. I'm willing to move forward with him."

"I would like to walk with the prince!"

Meng Liang and Jiao Zan also said casually. When the words came out, the two of them were secretly stunned. What's the matter? This kind of thing is going to kill the head, but why can't they suppress the impulse in the bottom of their hearts?

"Good, brothers, treat him as rich and noble, and never live up to you!"

After saying that, Yang Yanzhao strode forward, and the four people of Xiao Muchun looked at each other and smiled, followed closely.