The rising sun has slowly risen.

The burnt sunshine in winter is coming late, shining on this seemingly abandoned land.

The land is cracked, and the north wind blows through the lifeless yellow land. In the center of the land is a dirt house. There is a circle of the simplest fence outside the dirt house. There is a well in the yard. There is some dried corn and peppers hanging outside the house. Everything seems so ordinary.

Just like any ordinary farmyard in this era.

But when the sun finally shines into the house, what is shining is a room of blood and corpses.

He Tieming lay steadily on the bed, and he died with his eyes closed.

The golden dragon sword that once amazed countless people was placed beside him, but this time, no one could dance him again.

There were three corpses lying beside the bed, with different expressions, some terrified, some desperate, and some tumultuous.

Everyone suffered different injuries, the only thing that was the same was that their fatal wounds were just knife wounds.

Without exception.

This is naturally Xu Yang's masterpiece.

Unfortunately, he ambushed all night and only waited for three pursuers who came to report the information one after another.

As for the others who did not show up, he decided to give up continuing the ambush.

For him, there is no more precious wealth than time.

He must kill four second-rate masters one by one before the other pursuers are incorrect, and at the same time kill more pursuers as much as possible.

It is difficult to do these things.

Even He Tieming, who was poisoned, can still pose a certain threat to Xu Yang.

If it weren't for the weird body movements in the Hu family's sword chart, perhaps Xu Yang would have been seriously injured at this time.

The other three second-rate masters are unclear about their martial arts skills, but they are not too weaker than He Tieming.

Especially those two who joined forces to travel east, perhaps Xu Yang could defeat one of them. If the two were together, Xu Yang would be unsure.

Xu Yang has only been promoted to the second-rate level for only one day, and the real battle is only the assassination of the Golden Dragon Sword He Tieming last night.

Or to be precise, it was halftime. After all, He Tieming was poisoned at that time and his overall martial arts were greatly weakened.

Killing him by yourself is also a more skill than a hard work.

Of course, if a similar opportunity arises, Xu Yang doesn't mind using the God-Wild San again.

If you can win easily, why bother with more effort?

After all, what he had to face was a group of martial arts masters who were chasing him, not just He Tieming.

Putting He Tieming's body securely on the bed was already his greatest respect for this opponent who died under his gossip blade.

At this time, Xu Yang had already rode his horse on the mountain trail and took a shortcut to chase Situ Lang, the third one of the four.

As for Huang Chong and Fei Qing, Xu Yang put them at the end without hesitation.

……………………

Situ Lang is already very close to the imperial capital.

He has walked this road for many times.

Almost every time he goes south to perform a mission, he must leave this road and return.

Among the four brothers, he was the only one who started a family and established a house, so every time the four brothers went out to do business, he was arranged to return to the imperial capital first.

He is in love with his brothers, but the gap in his family is the person he puts the most important position in his heart.

That year, he was eighteen, she was sixteen, the best years and the most beautiful encounter.

Once the spring breeze is, it will be better than countless people in the world.

Then she left everything behind and followed him without hesitation.

This journey took twenty years, half of a lifetime.

Although he couldn't have a son and a half of his daughter, he felt that it was enough.

Happiness enough.

Among the four brothers, he is not the most skilled in martial arts, nor the most skilled, nor the smoothest career of his career.

But no one can refuse to admit that he is the best luck.

If he can meet the most suitable person at the most suitable time, he must have accumulated blessings for several lifetimes in his previous life.

The brothers say this and think so.

So is he.

So no matter how dangerous the task is, the brothers will leave the safest position to him.

The same is true this time. Compared with the other two roads, returning to the imperial capital is definitely the safest way, and I can return to her side earlier.

Now, it's only a few dozen miles away from home.

However, Situ Lang became more cautious.

The more dangerous the place, the safer it is often.

On the other hand, the safest place is probably the most dangerous.

It was this kind of caution that saved his life more than once and the lives of his brothers.

Ten years ago, if it were not for his cautiousness to pursue the seemingly empty Xingtian Temple like others, then the brothers would have probably become the corpse that was broken like others.

Seven years ago, he was attacked on the way back. If it weren't for his caution, the four brothers would have at least two or three of them on the Nine-Sky Flying Gu of the Miaojiang Gu Poison Lady.

Three years ago,………

There are many such examples. Sometimes, Situ Lang also feels that his greatest advantage is his caution.

Especially when encountering danger, Situ Lang always has a natural alertness, and he can premonition that something is wrong.

This natural alertness is a gift from God.

Situ Lang has always been grateful to God for giving him a wife who can rely on each other for life, giving him insight away from danger, and giving him three brothers who share life and death.

His life has been more exciting than many people in ten lives.

Today is the fourth day after the intersection of the four brothers.

In the past three days, I followed him all the way, but there was no trace of Yan Ji left behind on the road.

Although the first pursuers, although their martial arts are far weaker than their four brothers, when it comes to pursuing the enemy, they are the real experts.

He knew that Yan Ji must have not chosen this path.

However, turning around at this time may not be the right route.

Instead of looking back and reuniting with the other three brothers, it is better to go directly to the imperial capital and dispatch more subordinates from the Lord.

This is the old decision.

However, when I got up this morning, the feeling of danger came again.

At this time, the warm winter sun is already hanging high in the middle of the sky. It is time to take a break and eat some dry food.

He stopped himself and sat on a flat rock on the side of the road.

Like He Tieming, he ate dry food he brought with him to ensure his safety.

He was more careful than He Tieming, and even drinking water was the water in the gourd he carried with him.

Safety is the greatest guarantee that Situ Lang pursues in his life.

He dared not take risks because he was afraid that his own carelessness would make her heartbroken.

Her sad look must be very beautiful.

Such a strange thought suddenly appeared in Situ Lang's mind.

I'm about to see her? Just...

Thinking of this, Situ Lang smiled.

Then, the smile with happiness on the corner of his mouth suddenly turned into a sneer.

"Good come." He murmured.

Turning around, and out the gun, the gun is like a dragon.

Under the warm winter sunlight, the flame gun burst into unprecedented light, like a fire dragon, stabbing towards the figure behind him that sneaked into his body.
Chapter completed!