Chapter 415: VIPs on the list

He is a low-brow and pleasing official in the Taishi's Mansion. He always accompanies Dong Zhu behind him. He doesn't like to talk. He always keeps his head down, as if he is afraid that the scar on his face will be exposed in front of others.
But when he raises his head and the scar across his left cheek is revealed, you will find that his eyes are still so fierce. It turned out that he had never lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye. It turned out that he was still Shura in that hell.
"Retreat!" With a punch from Li Tian, ​​Lan Yuehou was beaten into the carriage with a knife. But at the same time, Lan Yuehou also swung a powerful knife, and Li Tian also retreated back and landed on the eaves.
Sitting in the carriage, Lan Yuehou glanced at Jin Yan with a wry smile: "Is Taishi on that list?"
Jin Yan looked pale and nodded hard.
Lan Yuehou scolded angrily: "Damn it."
As soon as the voice fell, a Tiger Benlang was driven into the carriage. His armor was almost shattered. Although he was not injured to death, he couldn't continue the fight. Lan Yuehou cursed, lifted the knife and walked out. He looked up at Li Tian standing on the eaves, and asked, "Master Dongzhu is called the backbone of the country. Is this the backbone?"
"Because of this, the Taishi is the backbone of the country. A dying emperor, a group of princes fighting for power, why not let the righteous and well-supported people ascend to the throne? Taishi's consideration is truly for this country." The sky bowed his head.
"For this country?" Lan Yuehou sneered, and squeezed the knife firmly, "My master told me that if one day if we are lucky enough to meet Li Tian, ​​we must help him find what he lost.
"But you are not as good as your master." Li Tian sneered.
"But if Litian is still Litian back then, I am already a dead person." Lan Yuehou pulled a Hu Benlang next to him, "take the person inside, his injury is too serious!"
"Yes." The Hu Benlang hurriedly walked into the carriage.
"Duke Jinxian, I'll beg you next. Walk down Chengfang Street and go to the imperial palace quickly, where someone will meet you." Lan Yuehou said solemnly.
"Troubled Lord Hou." Jinxian threw a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and the beads exploded in the air, and each beads hit the killers hiding in the smoke. The Hu Benlang took his seriously injured companion out of the carriage, and the last Buddhist bead of Father Jinxian hit the horse. Ma Chang hissed and rushed forward. The remaining tigers took out a medicine bottle and sprinkled the medicine directly on the wound, and immediately followed.
Lan Yuehou jumped and waved his long sword, stopping Litian who was about to chase.
"Make way!" Li Tian shouted angrily.
"There is no road ahead, you can turn your head." Lan Yuehou lightly turned her hand, and the long knife had changed into a gesture.
"Arrogant." Li Tian waved a palm.
"The knife I use lies in the word'crazy'!" Lan Yuehou chopped the long knife.
"Go!" Jinxian stepped out of the carriage, holding a whip.
Everyone who knew Father Jinxian in Tianqi City knew that this father-in-law was an elegant and quiet person. Few people saw him speaking loudly, but at this moment Jinxian's hair was flying, and he did not know when he had a whip in his hand. Before the horse, waving vigorously.
"Warriors of Hu Benlang, I would like to be like me and kill all the ghosts, ghosts, evil spirits!"
"This is Chengfang Street." Jinxian rushed into the spacious long street with his horses. There were neat pavilions on both sides, and at the moment he stepped into the pavilions, all the pavilions opened in an instant. door.
"Kill!" Countless people in black jumped out of the pavilion and ran towards the carriage.
Jinxian looked at these assassins rushing over, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "It shouldn't be just them."
"Jinxian, put down the people in the carriage." On the other side, Shen Xiduo, dressed in the official uniform of Dali Temple, appeared there with a group of people and horses. Hand over the person in your hands!"
"Dali Temple is also here." Jin Xian frowned and whispered, "Where are Jin Xuan and Xiao Se people, are they hiding in the dark, or..."
Lihe Street.
The narrowest street in Apocalypse City, this street has many well-known local delicacies. In the daytime, it is extremely hustle and bustle. People who are not rich but want to taste some food among the common people always hang around on this street. But recently, Apocalypse City is still in the curfew after the turmoil, the shops in the early morning have been closed, and the whole street appears quiet and desolate. Two Hu Benlang are advancing fast here.
"Two people, where are you going?" The boy in red holding a sword appeared at the street.
"Why do you seem to be badly injured, but there is no blood on the ground?" The lazy lord with a long stick appeared behind them.
An extremely narrow street with no exits and no retreat.
This street is very quiet, there are only bleak, only Lei Wujie, and only the two tiger benlangs.
Maybe not Hu Benlang.
Duke Jin Xian turned around and scolded Shen Xiduo angrily: "See clearly, this is Hu Benlang, are you going to search our escorted carriage? Are you going to rebel?"
"If you find the person I'm looking for in the carriage in the end, then I am afraid that the person who really rebels is the father-in-law, right." Shen Xiduo waved the sinning knife and pointed at the carriage.
There were nearly a hundred killers hiding from various forces, the officials of Dali Temple who suddenly intervened, Hu Benlang who was guarding them, and the prison of Honghe Temple.
"It's a chaotic scene." Jinxian drew out the wind and rain sword that was once famous on the rivers and lakes, raised the sword and whispered, "Kill!"
On this spacious street, without the interference of smoke, Hu Benlang finally exerted their abilities and formed a formation to surround the carriage and move on. Neither the killer nor the people from Dali Temple could get close. carriage.
Only Shen Xiduo leaped forward, and a guilty beheading knife abruptly tore a hole. He stepped onto the carriage, and He Jinxian made three moves, and reached into the carriage with one hand, but grabbed one. With cold armor.
"What!" Shen Xiduo exclaimed.
With a wave of Jinxian's long sword, a frost cut a hole in Shen Xiduo's robe.
"If you weren't Dali Siqing, you would have been killed by me. In this Apocalypse City, there are not many people I can't kill!" Jinxian turned his head, waved his horse whip, and rushed out of the encirclement of Hu Benlang. Go to the palace.
Hu Benlang roared and blocked the killers and the people from Dali Temple outside, leaving only the carriage rushing away.
On the eaves of Apocalypse City, a white-haired woman was running wildly. Looking at the direction of the palace, she whispered: "Chengfang Street or Lihe Street?"