In this room, Zhao Tianguan obviously belonged to the guest. He had never expressed anything since Yi Yan came in. Yi Yan could find that he was a little out of place with other people. However, it could be heard from the words of those people that they seemed to want to win over Wu Tianguan.

Yi Yan didn't know if he would say something in a few minutes, because just when he was in a dilemma and sweating all over his body, the door broke.

The door was kicked open and the door was split into pieces.

It's Wang Su.

This surprised Yi Yan, and the others were naturally shocked. Yi Yan didn't know how Wang Su found this place, so they definitely didn't know.

One by one, the man with a terrifying scar on his face sitting by the door, without saying a word, pulled out a dagger from his arms and rushed directly over, extremely brave.

This was when Wang Su had just stepped into the door. He seemed to have not seen him, the person beside the door. Yi Yan screamed in shock and wanted to remind Wang Su.

But Wang Su kicked the door with one side of his body, directly breaking the door defense of the man's hands and kicking it directly in his chest. Yi Yan heard the sound of a broken bone.

The knife was unsheathed, and Wang Su stepped out, as if he was shrinking into an inch. At the moment the man's feet left the ground, he had already cut off his head with one knife.

At this time, the people in the room reacted, and they were frightened and shouted angrily. They all went to get weapons from the table next to them, and some even grabbed the teacup and threw it at Wang Su.

However, Wang Su had already rushed into their crowd with his sword.

At this time, Yi Yan really saw how heartbroken Wang Su's sword technique was. There was no gorgeous move, and even his entire person did not dodge. He saw him with one knife on the left and the right, without a single knife, and the knife broke the head.

The group of people who were still fierce just now were already lying on the ground in a blink of an eye, leaving only the man whose breath seemed very similar to Wang Su.

The other two people who are still alive are Zhao Tianguan and his daughter. However, at this time, his daughter, the girl who brought Yi Yan here, appeared silently beside Yi Yan, grabbed his wrist, and in the other hand, he held a simple dagger and crossed it to Yi Yan's throat.

"If you move a little longer, he will die."

The girl who was talking was holding Yi Yan, and she said to Wang Su, her voice as if it was stained with a cold smell by the blood on the ground.

Zhao Tianguan was in another corner, and Wang Su was now facing the man directly that he had drawn a knife in his hand. The knife was Park Dao. His fingers were already white because he held the knife tightly. Looking at Wang Su standing among the corpses, he felt scared.

He had never seen a person as simple as killing. He had no strange tricks. He just slashed very simply and directly, but his head was broken, as if those people were just wooden stakes, just letting him cut.

"Put down the knife." He shouted, with a tremor of fear already appearing in his voice.

His shout did not make Wang Su let go of his knife, but instead attracted a surging murderous intent. The moment he met Wang Su's eyes, he felt a huge wave of blood flowing towards him, as if thousands of resentful souls roared in the blood flow.

A simple and unpretentious sword light slashed straight between his head, neck and neck. When he realized it was too late, he didn't even lift the knife in his hand, and his head was cut off with one knife.

He didn't understand until his death. Wang Su was still a few steps away, but he had already arrived in front of him in one step.

The knife looked unhappy, so why couldn't I avoid it?

Wang Su's actions surprised Wu Tianguan and her daughter. Wu Tianguan shouted coldly: "Wang Su, do you want his life?"

Wang Su didn't look back and slashed out with a knife. He felt like he was being led by a knife and slashed straight towards Wu Tianguan. The straight blade and the straight blade.

That kind of direct killing is as cold as winter.

The simple little sword in the girl's hand tightened, and did not cut Yi Yan's throat, but stabbed Yi Yan's shoulder with a sword.

Yi Yan was caught off guard and cried out, but he immediately held it back.

Of course, he understood that the girl's purpose was nothing more than hoping that his screams could affect Wang Su and asked Wang Su to stop, but Wang Su's sword was not affected at all, and he still slashed at Zhao Tianguan with one knife.

Wu Tianguan seemed to be caught off guard and his head was cut off with a knife. Yi Yan was shocked and frightened. If Wu Tianguan died, how could he survive in the girl's hands?

"Walk."

Suddenly a voice sounded behind Yi Yan. It was not the girl, but Wu Tianguan's voice. He looked at the ground again and there was only a piece of paper man floating in the air, and the paper man's head was broken.

Not only did he see the paper man with broken head floating in the air, but he also saw Wang Su slashing over again. The suffocating murderous aura made Yi Yan feel like he was standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain, as if a cold wind gushed into his mouth and nose.

This knife suffocated him and left his mind blank.

Suddenly, his shoulders were pulled hard and hit the wall. He shouted in shock, but found that he had already hit him. His eyes became dark, as if he had been trapped in the quicksand, and he could not see anything. A dark space lit up, and he had already reached the house and was standing in an alley.

Next to them was Wu Tianguan and his daughter. They looked at Yi Yan and Wu Tianguan said, "Little brother, we are leaving. It is a forced force to take you as a hostage."

"Hmph, tell you to leave the murderer Wang Su early. If you don't leave, look, he doesn't care about your life and death at all. In my opinion, he just wants you to die. If you meet me twice, if I want to kill you, you are dead now. With his ability, if you want to protect you, you will not be in danger at all. Next time I see you by his side, I will kill you with one knife."

At such a young age, she said something like an adult, and finally pretended to be a vicious expression. After that, she turned around and left.

Yi Yan was stunned. Looking at the background of them disappearing into the crowd, he felt mixed feelings. A wind blew into the alley, and a chill came, as if Wang Su's knife just now brought the coldness that had not disappeared.

The girl's words are like a seed, planted in his heart and slowly sprout.

A man appeared at the entrance of the alley, tall and tall, standing there as cold as a mountain.

Wu Tianguan and his daughter disappeared, Wang Su did not catch up, Yi Yan didn't know how he came back, and Wang Su did not explain anything to him, and it might not be necessary for Wang Su.

But Yi Yan felt that it was a bit like a thorn in his throat. Maybe he wouldn't have thought about this at first. After the girl said that, he kept wondering if Wang Su really didn't care about his life.

In order to cover up his discomfort, he asked Wang Su how he knew he had been caught. He said that he was going to find the magistrate Jiang Zhongyuan to find the people from the Tiandihui. Yi Yan was caught and was seen and followed him. Yi Yan didn't know if this was true. What made him most difficult to let go was the last knife in the room, which did not care about his life and death.

He remembered everything he had been following Wang Su these days, and he had an idea in his mind.

"Don't he want me to go to Mr. Lin?"

"If you don't want to, why should I pick me up again?"

"He wanted me to stay in Luoxiao Mountain. This was the idea that he had only after Luoxiao Mountain. After I went there, I heard from the third senior brother that I thought I was more suitable for me?"

"In Wujia Village, he went to chase people and left me behind, and he didn't care at all. What if I left or was killed by that girl?"

"Today, isn't he afraid that the girl will really kill me?"

Yi Yan lay on the bed, and his chaotic thoughts surged into his heart. He thought about his father's death and what was his relationship with Wang Su.

He found that he had never asked Wang Su at all, and Wang Su had never mentioned his father's affairs with Mr. Lin.

The next day, Yi Yan left Xinning County and rode two horses when he left. He walked on the official road.

Yi Yan spent almost an hour to sit firmly while the horse trot, and then slowly speeded up. The next few days spent riding, which made his butt feel like a crack was in his butt, which made him feel uncomfortable while sitting and standing.

This made him temporarily forget the things that made him feel uneasy.

The experiences on the road also gave him a deeper understanding of the Qing Dynasty. When studying at home, he heard from his teacher that there were some rebellions everywhere, and the country was powerless in some places. He fought a war with the English country, lost and lost a lot of money. However, it was still peaceful in his hometown, but after leaving Luoxiao Mountain, he often saw groups of people holding swords and guns, and they looked different from officers and soldiers, nor like bandits, but like some rebels.

After Yi Yan, who was riding on the horse, adapted to the ups and downs, he could actually sense the spiritual power in his body while watching the road.
Chapter completed!