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Chapter 417 The butt hurts

The rain came suddenly and quickly, and the rain also went quickly. From the first drop of rain fell to the sky gradually cleared, and it only took more than half an hour. It was not long, but the rain fell heavily, and the rain water accumulated from one cushion after another was everywhere on the wasteland. Horses' hooves stepped on the puddles, and the mud splashed very high.

Li Xian grabbed the hat on the head of an assassin, then pulled it backwards, and the black knife in his right hand wiped the man's neck, and cut the neck like a tofu cutting. The red blood gushed out like a waterfall as the knife cuts off the head back and forth. As the knife pulls back and forth around the neck, blood splatters everywhere. Li Xian's knife, hands, body, and even face is covered with blood, and it looks like a yaksha who has just crawled out of the pool of blood to seek his life.

Carrying the head, Li Xian split the back of the assassin running in front with a knife, just like a butcher cutting open a fat sheep. After this knife was cut, a narrow and huge wound appeared on the assassin's back. The blade cuts into the underside of the neck and cuts out from the lumbar vertebrae. The entire spine from top to bottom was cut, just like a lamb rib chopped on the chopping board.

A stream of blood suddenly spurted out from the man's back, and his body fell forward on the back of the war horse. His hands were tightly wrapped around the war horse's neck and refused to let go. The blood mist spilled behind him. He refused to let go, and his body would not fall off the back of the horse, but his eyelids became heavier and he gradually lost the strength to open it. He slowly closed his eyes, and his expression of fear and pain gradually stiffened. As his expression was still stiff, his body was still shaping on the back of the war horse. After rushing forward a hundred steps, his body was shaped like a sculpture.

Li Xian ignored the man and let the war horse drag the corpse and continue to rush forward. His stiff and cold body was still holding the war horse's neck tightly, and his body kept in such a posture and disappeared from the far side of sight. I don't know how long the corpse would fall off the horse's back in the future, or the war horse was cautious and cautious and refused to let the master fall down.

Maybe, just maybe, in a few months, half a year, or a year later, people will still see this horse in this wilderness, dragging a rotten corpse slowly. The war horse will turn around from time to time and rub against the arm of the owner, which is still holding its neck, with dependence and love in his eyes.

The corpse lies on the back of a horse, perhaps the best destination. The war horse will carry the owner to wander around the world and rely on a dead bone for life.

Nearly fifty assassins were slashed by Li Xian's arrows and killed more than 40 people one after another. The remaining few escaped far away. No matter how fast the dark horse was, they would not be able to chase him. Even if Li Xian's martial arts was strong, he was still only one person after all, so he could only look at the few people with a look of regret, but he thought in his heart that these people were much worse than he expected.

He stopped the big dark horse and stopped chasing him. When he was about to turn around, he found a team of cavalry coming, spreading out like a fan, just blocking the escaped assassins.

Li Xian sat on the dark horse and looked at what was happening in front of him, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The cavalry team was holding a big flag in front of them, with a big character Pei on it.

The escaped assassins were blocked by the cavalry and immediately became panicked. They fled to the other side, but were blocked by the brigade of cavalry and had no way to escape. A rain of arrows shot over, and the four or five people were immediately shot to the ground. The cavalry rushed over and circled around the fallen horsemen. It seemed that there were still people who were not shot to death directly under the rain of arrows.

Li Xian looked over there and sighed slightly in his heart.

I don’t want to leave any survivors to continue to investigate. Do you still want to leave survivors to show that you are innocent?

Just as he thought of this, he suddenly thought of another possibility and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He thought that if you really sent someone to cause trouble with me at this time, wouldn't the killing of people in the rain be boring today? So he turned over and dismounted, walked to the corpse's trousers with a knife, and picked up the corpse's trousers with a knife. He looked at it and shook his head slowly, walked to the other corpse, and cut the trousers of the corpse with another knife. After seeing it, he nodded and then cursed in a low voice.

"Yang Guang, you are such a fool - you are so stupid. Send so many people to make things difficult for me?"

The first corpse that cuts the pants is something, while the second one has nothing.

When Li Xian was killing someone, he felt something was wrong. These assassins were far from the combat cooperation between elite soldiers. Now it seems that there are still a few castrated people.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there are a few more captives captured alive under the banner of Pei.

Behind a certain high slope, several soldiers who were lying on the high slope quietly retreated and made a gesture. The hundreds of elite knights behind turned around and left immediately. They might have felt that they had no chance to start again, so they wisely chose to withdraw. But they did not notice that on another high slope a few hundred meters behind them, there were also several people lying on the other high slope, monitoring their every move. Below the high slope behind those people, there were no less than three hundred green-shirt swordsmen riding horses, with a solemn expression. The more than one hundred elite knights rode horses and ran away to the distance. The green-shirt swordsmen lying on the high slope took out a whistle from their arms and blew it hard a few times. The sound was crisp and loud, like the cry of an eagle, and the sound was heard for several miles.

In the direction where more than one hundred armored soldiers retreated, three miles away, there was a forest that survived the fire. Hundreds of blue-shirted swordsmen were hiding in the woods. When they heard the loud cry of eagles, the blue-shirted swordsmen in the head made a gesture. Everyone took off the hard bow hanging on the side of the saddle in a neat manner. In the quiver hanging by their waists, all of them were fake armor-breaking cones.

Blue shirt, horse, hard bow, armor-breaking cone.

The most important thing is that all the blue-shirted swordsmen have a knife tied behind them, and a dragon is engraved on the hilt. The lines are very simple, but they are both form and spirit, and they seem to be about to fly through the air.

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Pei Renji ordered that no one should shoot people but only horses, and captured the swordsmen in the straw raincoat alive. More than a dozen soldiers dismounted. They first beat the swordsmen with punches and kicks, then tore off their clothes, tied them up like pigs, and dragged them to Pei Renji's horse.

"General, I asked, it's not like the scout from Wagang Village."

A soldier clasped his fists and said, Pei Renji nodded and said, "Everyone is taken back to the camp for interrogation."

Then he raised his head and looked at the lonely rider in the distance, and suddenly felt a little regretful in his heart. He didn't even know what he was regretting, but the feeling of regret made him feel like he was betting on ten thousand dead flies, feeling uncomfortable and so disgusting.

At this moment, the scout who had been checking suddenly let out a few cheers, waved the flag in his hand from afar, and ran back with the horse rider in the distance. Pei Renji tightened his fists and took a deep breath.

After Li Xian returned to the camp, he briefly asked a few questions about the attack and returned to his tent on his excuse of being tired. When he entered the door, he saw Ye Huaixue's cold face and Jiaer's worried eyes. Seeing Li Xian in, Ye Huaixue got up and said that after seeing his lord, he left with a tense face. Jiaer opened his mouth, and after giving a gift, he also chased Ye Huaixue behind him.

Li Xian knew that Ye Huaixue was angry and went out without a guard around him. This was a bit too much. Ye Huaixue was in charge of the Flying Tiger Department. His main responsibility was not to spy on the intelligence, nor to assassinate and poison, nor to hide and ambush, but to protect Li Xian's safety.

But Li Xian lost his eyes under the eyes of the heavy guards, which made Ye Huaixi angry and felt helpless. She asked the four guards who were secretly protecting Li Xian, and the five secret spies who were supervising other secret spies on the surface, but no one saw when Li Xian left the camp. From this, it can be seen that if Li Xian wanted to kill all the secret spies in the secret, without revealing any trace.

This made Ye Huaixue feel a little frustrated, and at the same time she also knew that Li Xian was reminding herself that the guards who seemed to be airtight were actually full of loopholes in front of real masters.

After she returned to her camp, she ordered all the secret spies who had scattered out to find Li Xian to be recalled.

Sitting on the chair, Ye Huaixue looked at the two people standing solemnly in front of him and frowned slightly. She stretched out her hand and pinched the teacup and drank it. Her fair and slender hands complemented each other and looked particularly beautiful.

"If there is another time."

Ye Huaixue sipped the tea, slowly raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him and said word by word: "I can resign from the position of the Flying Tiger Five Departments, and you can lie quietly in the grave and sleep."

The new escort of the four guards, Ye Fanyun, and the escort of the five inspectors, Leng Yi, also changed his face, then lowered his head, dared not explain or argue.

Ye Huaixue looked at them with his eyes as cold as a knife.

The scene in the account suddenly became a little cold, so quiet that they could even hear the sound of their breathing. They both felt that the sound was particularly loud and a little nervous.

Just in the quiet atmosphere, a crisp sound suddenly came out.

Too crisp, too abrupt.

Ye Huaixue was still looking at Ye Fanyun and Leng Yi coldly, but the jade cup in her hand was suddenly crushed by her. With a bang, the tea splattered everywhere, and the remaining cup fell all over the ground. A wisp of bright red and shocking blood flowed down her palm and dripped on her white and flawless skirt, like red plums in the snow.

Jiaer's face changed drastically, and she rushed over to bandage the wound on Ye Huaixu's hand. Leng Yi was so scared that the corners of her lips trembled a few times, and Ye Fanyun knelt down with a plop.

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After taking a hot shower, Li Xian changed into a pure black robe, and his long hair with water droplets tied behind his head. He looked very refreshing and clean, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

It was already deep in the night, and he still had no sleepiness.

He was playing with a delicate jade cup in his hand, but there was no wine or tea in the cup. This cup was exactly the same as the one that Ye Huaixue returned to her own tent when she was at night. In fact, this was the set of tea cups in Ye Huaixue's tent. There were four in total, and there were three left now.

This jade cup is extremely hard. It can not only show how good Ye Huaisu is in cultivation, but also how strong the anger in her heart is.

Li Xian smiled at the jade cup in his hand, thinking to himself that this time, he could still crush your hand and pierce your hand. Don’t you know how beautiful that hand is?

At the same time, Ye Huaixue also sat on the lounge chair in his tent, looking at the set of cups sent by Li Xian on the table, which was a set of gold cups, which looked very golden and beautiful.

Looking at the cup, Ye Huaixue finally sighed and murmured: "Since I feel sorry for me... why bother to anger me on purpose?"

She looked at the golden cup in a daze, and suddenly realized that Li Xian gave her this set of golden cups not just because she felt sorry for her hands. The golden cup could not be crushed. The meaning of it was self-evident. After understanding this, Ye Huaixue smiled, and the smile at the corners of her mouth was particularly charming.

Li Xian gave this golden cup to tell her that even if she wanted to stop doing it, she wouldn't be able to do it. The golden cup was like a golden rice bowl, and Li Xian gave her the five Feihu Divisions and would not take them back. I remembered that it must be that little girl Jiaer told Li Xian what she said to Ye Fanyun and Leng Yi, so she laughed.

"Little girl, I'll close your mouth when I turn around."

Jiaer, who was sleeping on the chair on the side, woke up and asked sleepyly, "Miss, what did you say?"

Ye Huaixue stood up and walked slowly towards Jiaer and said viciously: "Dare you dare to sue me, believe it or not, I knocked down your mouthful teeth?"

Jiaer quickly got up and ran away, turned around and said with a smile: "Miss hit me in the teeth, but I'm afraid I'll hurt my hands too. Some people will feel more distressed!"

Ye Huaixue stopped and smiled at the girl who ran away like a butterfly.

Just as Jiaer came out of Ye Huaixu's big tent, someone came into Li Xian's big tent.

"You're late."

Li Xian said to the man in black clothes in front of him, wearing a black hat covering his head and face. The man slowly lowered the hat on the black cloak and revealed his true face.

He looked at Li Xian, first bent down to salute, and then said something that Li Xian thought was wonderful.

"The butt hurts, you have to raise it."
Chapter completed!