"Lu Zheng!" The moment Zhongfuming saw Lu Zheng, his body trembled, and the blood in his body seemed to be about to burn.

The so-called enemy meeting was extremely jealous. Zhongfuming’s biggest enemy was Lu Zheng. If it weren’t for Lu Zheng, how could he be driven out of the capital? He was unlucky and had no place to establish himself?

His ambitions and great ambitions came to an abrupt end before they could be performed, and they almost lost their lives. This was thanks to Lu Zheng.

More importantly, Lu Zheng is not inferior to him. Zhongfuming represents the Zhongfu family. The power, wisdom and strategy of Zhongfu family is said to be unparalleled. Over the past hundred years, there have been countless experts and strangers in Zhongfu family. Zhongfu Ming cannot tolerate anyone who can fight against him. If people like Lu Zheng cannot be ally, they are enemies and must be eliminated immediately...

"Have you finally showed up?" Zhongfuming murmured. He forced himself to stop coughing, his ugly face turned red.

Lu Zheng stood at the door of Hengwu Bookstore. He took a step out and could walk onto the street. As long as he came out, he could start the chase immediately. Everything was arranged. This arrangement has been deduced countless times and is seamless.

Lu Zheng is not alone. He is surrounded by a half-year-old book boy, and there is also a pretty maid serving him. Look at Lu Zheng, wearing a white brocade dress, a jade belt on his waist, a purple gold crown, and a red agate gem inlaid with a crown. He looks like a jadeite. Look at the maid beside him, with slender waists and thin feet, a lotus face, swaying and smiling. The appearance of their master and servant is the focus of everyone's attention.

When Song Wensong walked out of Yipintang, he saw Lu Zheng at first sight. He was slightly stunned and thought to himself that when did such a good scholar have appeared in Liangzhou? Could it be that the young master who came to travel from another place?

When he saw the pretty girl beside Lu Zheng, his eyes lit up and he secretly praised him for his beauty. Even the big girl from the Song family had never seen such a beautiful girl!

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but take a look at Lu Zheng, and then he felt a little unhappy again. Lu Zheng kept standing at the door, and the master and servant blocked the door.

Song Wensong went to Hengwu Bookstore. If these three people didn’t allow him, he couldn’t get in!

"What a rude thing, is it really blind? The elegance of scholars may be worth a few dollars elsewhere, but it is worthless in Longyou, northwest. I have to look at this little sissy to let him experience the charm of the northwest..." Song Wensong thought in his heart, and kept walking forward with big strides.

He had already thought about it, and he had to give some color to them for the master and servant in front of him.

“Huh…”

As soon as Song Wensong looked up, Lu Zheng moved when he thought he could show his power. He stepped out of the gate. The two followers behind him followed closely and instantly made way open the passage, giving people the feeling that they had never been blocked there, but were standing outside.

Song Wensong was a little surprised and disappointed. He raised his lips and wanted to say something, but found that Lu Zheng walked to the right without looking back, looking hurried.

He withdrew his thoughts of speaking and continued to walk into Hengwu Bookstore. He had just taken a step when he suddenly heard a heart-wrenching shout: "There is an assassin, killing people!"

Song Wensong's heart was trembling, and suddenly turned his head. He saw a few black shadows on the roofs from both sides of the streets, and a harsh sound of breaking through the air sounded. In the dark night, the weapons were not clearly visible. However, Song Wensong had been through the battlefield for a long time, how could he not know that this was the power of bows and arrows?

In a hurry, he had no time to resist, and his fat body raised his head and fell down. Don't look at the tall horse, he was extremely fat and his body was extremely flexible. He was almost close to the ground. His eyes saw a familiar person, who was Lu Zheng who had just met at the door of Hengwu Bookstore.

The two almost fell together, and a look of horror appeared on Lu Zheng's face. At this time, the streets were in chaos, and the people ran around in panic. Several black shadows came from the opposite side and rushed towards Lu Zheng and Song Wensong.

In the darkness, someone heard shouting: "Hurry, protect the third young master quickly, someone wants to kill the third young master!"

Song Wensong is the third young master. Today he returned to Liangzhou from the military camp and brought dozens of elite soldiers at any time. These people were all wearing casual clothes and surrounded by them, without any need to shout. These elite soldiers from all kinds of battles had gathered from around and scooped out guys to fight the enemy.

Such assassin came very suddenly. Obviously, the assassin was well-trained and of a good origin. Everyone, including Song Wensong, thought that he was the target of being assassinated.

There are countless people in Liangzhou who want to kill Song San. Song San has experienced more than this assassination since childhood. He never expected that the target of these assassins was another person.

Song San was angry because he suddenly realized that everything today was a trap. It was a trap set by the assassin after grasping his weaknesses. The purpose was to lure him into the trap. Unfortunately, he waited for more than two hours in the afternoon. It turned out that someone was playing with him!

Who is Mr. Song? Someone dared to tease him on the ground in Liangzhou, and he must not let it go. As soon as he thought of this, he yelled, and his fat palms hit the ground hard, and his whole body soared into the air, and the ground was filled with dust.

In the dust, his body crushed forward like an elephant, and his palms slashed at the two assassins who were surrounding him.

The two assassins were slightly confused. For some reason, such a great killer suddenly appeared. At the moment they were lost, they were already hit by the opponent's palms. The incredible force tore up their bodies and quickly injured their internal organs. They screamed, their bodies flew backwards, and died in an instant.

Song San succeeded in the attack without stopping, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, rushing left and right, opening and closing. These dead soldiers and assassins were all masters, but no one was his enemy.

The key is that his killings made the dusty area, the sky was already hazy, and now it was getting darker and darker. The assassins had completely lost their target. Several alert eyes saw that there was no hope of assassination, so they turned around and ran away.

However, it is easy for them to show up, but it is difficult to escape. This is the northwest, but the territory of the Song family. How big is it to be assassinated by the Third Prince of Song?

The Liangzhou City Defense Camp heard the news that the heavy troops had blocked the entire street, so how could a few assassins escape?

A assassination started suddenly and came fiercely. More than a dozen people were masters. However, they encountered Song San, the god of killing, and the so-called master assassins, and none of them were his enemies.

It is no exaggeration to say that such assassination can kill anyone in the northwest, except for Song San, but they met Song San here, a group of dead soldiers, and they really died with their eyes closed.

In the upper room of Yipintang, Zhong Fuming saw all this clearly. He was stunned and could not believe that the scene in front of him was true!

What's going on? Could it be that such a coincidence? Lu Zheng's life should not be over. Can he encounter such a coincidence?

This thought only passed by his heart slightly and faded away quickly. Then his heart became cold and finished!

"Lu Zheng!" Zhongfuming's eyes widened and his teeth were almost shattered. Unfortunately, the sky was completely dark at this time. Although the streets ahead were brightly lit, where was Lu Zheng's figure there?

Zhongfuming quietly left Yipintang, slowly left, walked outside the government office, and did not walk through the main entrance, but went around to the back door. At the back door, a red-topped carriage was parked in the middle of the street. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a figure could be vaguely seen inside.

"Mr. Zhongfu, the capital city is fine! I didn't expect to reunite with my old friends in this northwest. It's really rare. Mr. came to the prefecture government office in the middle of the night. Could it be that he is coming to promote his grievance?" A light voice sounded. Who is this voice not Lu Zheng?

Zhongfuming knew at this time that his so-called enemy is purely his own wishful thinking. Lu Zheng had long discovered his existence. He used the tricks and made arrangements for him step by step!

Today is a big situation. Zhongfu took great effort to use the relationship between the King of Qin to invite a group of dead soldiers, but they all died at the hands of Song San of the Song family. Lu Zheng carefully designed this plan to drive away the wolf and swallow the tiger. It can be foreseen that the Song family will soon start to investigate the matter.

Zhongfuming has not had much time left. If he didn't leave Liangzhou tonight, he might have stayed here for the rest of his life!

He was so hatred in his heart, unwilling to accept it!

"Lu Zheng! You are seeking death by yourself!" Zhongfuming roared, and his thin body began to cheer up like a toad. He rolled his eyes upwards, staring at Lu Zheng with a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.

Lu Zheng and him were separated by more than ten meters away, and they felt chills in their bodies, and subconsciously jumped into the carriage and retreated. At this moment, Zhongfuming's body suddenly rose up, and he rushed towards Lu Zheng like a cold arrow.

In the dark night, the sound of breaking through the air was loud, and the boy's body came from the side like a bird. He held a long sword in his hand, and the sword danced in the air into a net.

"Boom!" With a sound of "Boom!", the human sword collided, and the boy groaned, and actually "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhong Fuming's momentum was blocked and he also vomited a mouthful of blood. Then his body bulged up again and rushed towards Lu Zheng again.

Nie Xiaonu was desperately covering her in secret. She was also a top-notch master. At this time, she completely ignored her own safety and applied her lifelong skills to the sword, and stabbed Zhongfuming directly in the eyebrows with a sword.

Zhongfu Ming came in a hurry, and he had a decisive intention of not giving up until he achieved his goal. Nie Xiaonu was firm in his will and had an unparalleled courage to die together. Neither side showed weakness, and just ran into it.

"Boom!" With a sound of blood, Nie Xiaonu let out a scream and flew out like a kite with broken strings.

Lu Zheng could not see anything in front of him, it was pitch black. He wanted to get close to Nie Xiaonu and the boy, but he could not find the goal or direction at all. Suddenly, he felt endless regret in his heart.
Chapter completed!