The ground was shaking, and horse hooves came from all directions. The iron-armored knight returned. Yan Ruyu shook her head at Qin Lang. She was destined to fight tonight. She raised the white jade sword, and the green light was shining on the sword body. She was going to start a killing tonight, as if she had returned to the night when the city was destroyed and the family was destroyed a hundred years ago. She had already lost her blood. Why was she suddenly excited?

Qin Lang walked towards Lao Jiu, who was still standing. The middle finger of his left hand pointed to Lao Jiu's right eye. A ray of blue light penetrated Lao Jiu's eyes. Lao Jiu's gray head suddenly dropped, and his throat made a vague sound: "Master, I am willing to go through fire and water for you!" Qin Lang has used it more than once, and it came in handy again at critical moments.

Qin Lang nodded and decisively said: "Open the road!"

"Get orders!"

Lao Jiu lifted the guillotine and carried it on his shoulder, strode towards the main entrance of the bookstore. The path he walked through was the crack he had cleave with his previous knife.

The night wind was howling, Lao Jiu's thatched hair was dancing in the wind, his turbid eyes locked the armored cavalry team running wildly in front of him, stepped out of the trench, and took a solid step on the road in front of the door, and his steps were getting faster and faster, like a crazy tiger rushing into the camp of the armored cavalry.

The guillotine was waving, the horse's head fell to the ground, and blood flew everywhere.

——All things are born to nourish people, and no one can repay heaven with good deeds.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

The remaining limbs were flying, and the flesh was covered with flesh. When Lao Jiu swung his sword to slaughter, the bookstore behind him was filled with thick smoke and fire.

Qin Lang lit the bookstore with his own hands, and in the fire, he looked at the crack in the ground torn by the knife air.

Yan Ruyu's voice sounded from behind: "Since you know how to penetrate the wall, you can learn from it. The old nine swords cut the land three feet three. If my memory is not biased, there is a secret passage seven feet underground, and your ability should be able to break through three feet seven inches of loess."

"How do you know I will succeed?"

Yan Ruyu said: "I'm tired. If you fail, you and I will have to die here."

"You seem to have died a hundred years ago."

"Thank you for your reminder. If you fail, today will be your death day next year."

Qin Lang took a deep breath, and a spell talisman for the wall-piercing technique appeared in his mind. He didn't want to die. Such courage and persistence were because he wanted to live better. Even if he only had seven years, he would have to live a vigorous life.

On the second day of September;

After Qiu Yucheng broke his arm, he did not return to the county magistrate's mansion and did not know where he was going, because he knew Ren Xiaocheng. Ren Xiaocheng would not give any sympathy to the losers, and would only not tolerate his failure.

On the second day of September;

Cheng Daoqing, the owner of the Twelve Ponds of Banyuemen, fell into the ancient well. The salvage results on the scene showed that the body was not in the well and was missing. The position of the owner of the Twelve Ponds of Banyuemen was vacant since then.

It is the second hour of the September 2nd month;

Lao Jiu, the twelve pond of Banyuemen, killed ninety-three iron-armored knights in the county magistrate's mansion in the street, slaughtered thirty-seven horses, and blood stained the five-mile long street. The sound of killing shook the long night. Finally, a large number of archers from Jiangyuan Mansion came, and arrows were shot at each other, shooting Lao Jiu into a human flesh hedgehog. Although the person died, his blood was dry, he still stood on the long street.

This incident caused shocks from Banyuemen. After hearing the news, Xiao Honglei, the lord of Bailongjiang, went to Jiangyuan Mansion in person to reorganize the Seventy-Two Ponds of Banyuemen. This happened half a month later.

The sun is still rising on the third day of September, and the autumn is in full swing outside Jiangyuan Prefecture City. Changle Village, located by the Qingshui River, has long been hidden among the fiery red maple leaves.

There is a river berth in the southwest of Changle Village, with three lonely thatched huts on the river berth. This is Mr. He’s ancestral home. The couple will come to live for a few days every month, but this time is unusual.

At the moment of Mao, Xuewu appeared by the river again, looking at the direction of the village entrance. Gu Xiefei had already gone out to inquire about the news, and now there are only Xuewu and He couple here.

Grandma He appeared behind Xue Wu and said with love: "Xuewu, the city gate usually opens at 3:00 am. Even if everything goes well, they should be here after Chen Hou. It's cold outside, so go back to the house to rest."

Xue Wu nodded, but she still didn't move her feet and her eyes were still looking into the distance.

A bloated figure appeared in the distance. It was Gu Xiefei who came back. Xue Wu quickly met him and said with concern: "Mr. Gu, what's going on? Is there any news?"

Gu Xiefei looked a little nervous. He asked everyone to go back to the house first and whispered to everyone about what he had just learned. Now the gate of Jiangyuan Mansion is closed and the city is full of martial law. I heard that it was the county magistrate's son Ren Jiaguang who was killed.

The He couple did not expect this to be so big. Mr. He said: "If this is the case, the government will find this place soon." Many of their neighbors knew that the old couple's ancestral home was in Changle Village. As long as the government found out about this, they would definitely come to look for clues, so it became unsafe here.

Gu Xiefei nodded and said, "I'm just worried about this. We must leave here immediately."

"Why should we leave? We made an appointment to meet with our brother here. If we leave, wouldn't we not be able to see him?"

Gu Xiefei said: "Such big thing happened. If we don't leave, are we waiting for the government to come and arrest him? According to the situation we have learned now, Qin Lang must have escaped. However, the city is so tight now that I guess he will not be able to leave the city for a while. Why not do this? You go first, I stay and wait for him. As long as I meet him, I will chase you immediately, okay?"

Xue Wu flatly refused and said, "Not good!"

Mr. He and his wife looked at each other and said, "You'd better go. We won't run away again. Ye Luo returns to his roots. Even if he dies, he will die in his hometown. At least we can die together, and there is no regret."

Gu Xiefei said: "But..." Seeing the firm expressions of the He couple, he realized that they could not persuade them at all. Gu Xiefei sighed in his heart, "Why are you doing it?" They racked their brains to rescue Mr. He, but Qin Lang is still in such a big trouble. If he had known this, why would he have to be the first? If the greatest meaning of this matter was to kill Ren Jiaguang.

Grandma He said: "Auspicious people will have their own appearance. You are all good people, and good people will be rewarded."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Wu suddenly said happily: "Brother is here!" She opened the door and ran out.

Gu Xiefei said that this little fox was already crazy about Qin Lang's thoughts, and out of concern, he followed him out of the door and saw a young man covered the bridge on the stone bridge at the entrance of the village. If it weren't for Qin Lang, who else would be there?

Xue Wu had already rushed towards Qin Lang quickly, and suddenly stopped about ten feet in front of Qin Lang. Her pink face was not sure whether she was happy or she ran too quickly and red. Her azure blue eyes were bright and staring at Qin Lang: "Brother!"

Qin Lang laughed, strode to Xue Wu, and reached out to rub her head.

Xue Wu noticed that there was a cloth strip wrapped around his hands, and a lot of blood was seeping out of the cloth strip.

"Are you injured?"

"It's okay!"

"Let me see!" Xue Wu felt very distressed.

Qin Lang reminded Xue Wu to go back to the thatched house to clean up first, and they were going to leave immediately. Too many things happened last night and it was impossible to determine when the enemy would follow him.

Xue Wu asked Gu Xiefei to leave the guard and accompanied Qin Lang back to the thatched hut. When Mr. He and his wife saw Qin Lang coming back, they both knelt down for Qin Lang. Qin Lang quickly stepped forward and helped them up: "Old sir, mother-in-law, you can't kill me."

Mr. He said, "Young Master is chivalrous and loyal, and I am a great kind and kind. I will never forget it." In fact, my teeth have fallen out of the air, and my mouth is so sagging that I won't take a ride.

Qin Lang said: "You are polite, sir."

Gu Xiefei looked behind Qin Lang, scratched his head and said, "That...female...female..."

"She went back to the well." Qin Lang didn't want to be arrogant in this matter, so he took it over easily.

Xue Wu quickly packed her luggage and came to Qin Lang. Qin Lang briefly said what happened in the city and suggested that everyone leave here immediately.

Mr. He had previously expressed his attitude to their husband and wife, and he insisted on not leaving. Seeing that he was so determined, everyone had to let him go.

When he was about to say goodbye, Mr. He said, "Prince Qin, please speak with a walk."

Qin Lang followed the old man to the east wing, and Mr. He said, "Is that painting still there?"

Qin Lang looked at the old man's expectant eyes and suddenly realized that Mr. He should have known the secret of the painting long ago.

He nodded: "Here!" Although the ancient painting was destroyed, Yan Ruyu is still there, and Mr. He's concern is not the ancient painting itself.

Mr. He smiled with relief. He pulled out a wooden box from the bottom of the bed, opened the lock and took out a scroll from the box, and sent it to Qin Lang with both hands.

"The kindness of kindness is great, and I cannot repay it. This painting shows some intentions."

Qin Lang did not refuse and accepted the scroll given to him by Mr. He. Everyone understands it. There is no need to say anything more. Mr. He gave him this painting, on the surface, for gratitude, but there seems to be a meaning of entrustment behind it.

Qin Lang and his party did not dare to stay for too long and left Changle Village as soon as possible. Soon after leaving, a drizzle drizzle floated in the sky. Xue Wu turned around and looked back. The thatched hut in her sight had turned into a small square box, shrouded in the mist and rain. She sighed softly and said, "I wonder what will happen to my mother-in-law and the others?"

Gu Xiefei said: "Everyone has his own luck. If the leaves fall back to their roots and get what they want, it is the greatest happiness." His little eyes glanced at Qin Lang meaningfully, and he was curious about what Mr. He called him into the room and said, but Qin Lang was very strict. If he didn't want to say it, he wouldn't even use a crowbar to pry out his words.
Chapter completed!