Thirty Black Knights appeared at the entrance of the town.

They were dressed in black clothes, covered with black scarves, and exuded a breath of blood. Under them were tall horses, with horse hooves wrapped in cloth, and they walked towards the town with a well-trained training.

Some bustling towns calmed down in an instant. When people walking on the road with happy smiles on their faces, their faces changed suddenly and they turned around and ran home, closing the door. In a while, there was no one on the wide street.

These people walked through the town and went straight to the clinic. Every time they walked dozens of feet, one person was left behind, and the weapons in their hands were cold in the cold night.

A brave man quietly moved the ladder by the wall and climbed up. As soon as he poked out his head, he saw the cold weapon. He was so scared that he rolled down the ladder, but he didn't dare to let out a cry of pain. He rolled back into the house and tightly inserted the door bolt.

In front of the clinic, there was a stool, and Song Wanyue sat on it, and seven guards stood in line behind her.

The man in black approached and stopped at a distance of ten feet away, and his bloody eyes fell on Song Wanyue.

"Come?"

Song Wanyue seemed to greet old friends at first sight.

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the leader. He didn't expect that the girl was coming to kill, and he didn't expect that the girl was not afraid at all when she saw them.

He spoke, his voice slightly pressed, "Song Wanyue?"

"yes."

Song Wanyue finished speaking, and the leader waved his hand, and more than a dozen people came down from the horse's back, holding weapons in their hands and approached them.

The guards came forward, and the sound of swords and swords colliding was particularly loud in the quiet night.

Several families adjacent to the clinic were so scared that their bodies were soft. The whole family squeezed together tightly, listening to the movement outside in horror.

Song Wanyue did not move.

The person in charge also sat upright and did not move.

The guards fought with the man in black, and they were very cruel and no one showed any mercy.

The leader squinted his eyes and waved his hand again. Ten more people joined in. The seven guards gradually felt difficult and were at a disadvantage.

"I said..."

Song Wanyue spoke with a smile, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes emitted an inexplicable light under the moonlight, "Are you too much bullying the less?"

Her voice was not high, and her tone was a bit tender, just like the innocent words asked by a young lady who was raised in the boudoir and did not know the suffering of others.

The leader did not answer, but ordered, "Fight quickly!"

The remaining men in black behind also got off the horse and joined in, leaving only the leader sitting upright.

Song Wanyue stood up calmly, ignored the fight in front of her and took a step forward, suddenly jumped up, and stabbed the person in the head with a cold light in her hand at the head on the horse's back.

The leader did not expect that she could be good at martial arts. Surprise flashed in her eyes. In just a moment, she turned into pity. The weapons in her hand were also unsheathed to meet Song Wanyue.

Song Wanyue turned around and landed in a position behind him that was out of reach. The dagger in her hand stabbed the horse hard.

The horse neighed and raised its front hooves. The head man's face changed drastically. He hurriedly jumped off the horse's back. Before his feet landed, Song Wanyue had already attacked near, and the head man hurriedly swung his sword to block it.

The weapons collided and made a harsh sound.

Song Wanyue withdrew her move, rolled on the spot when the sword attacked, then jumped high, flipped behind her, and stabbed the dagger in her hand hard at his back.

The leader quickly turned around and barely came to block it. However, the dagger in Song Wanyue's hand suddenly turned in a direction and stabbed it hard on his feet.

The person in the leader changed his face in pain, and the long sword in his hand came towards Song Wanyue. Song Wanyue rolled on the spot again, and the dagger was pulled out with her movements, and blood splattered out.

The leader couldn't help but groan.

Song Wanyue had already rolled behind him, and the dagger in his hand was inserted into his back again.

The person in the head stiffened his body, his eyes widened, and he turned slowly incredibly. With Song Wanyue's smile, his body fell backwards and slammed on the ground.

The people in black who were fighting paused in their hands and looked over in disbelief. The seven guards took advantage of the time of distracting to solve several of them.

"Kill them and avenge the head!"

A shout recalled the minds of the people in black. The attacks in their hands were faster, and the seven guards were forced to retreat.

Song Wanyue joined in, and she shuttled through the men in black like a ghost, bringing a blood pillar wherever she passed.

Not only the men in black, but even the seven guards were shocked. The movements in their hands slowed down slightly. One of them, whose arm was stabbed by the other party, only came back to his senses with his muffled groan.

As the people groaned more and more, fewer and fewer people in black were left. When only ten people were left, their eyes showed horror. One of them sent a signal. The ten people gradually gathered and retreated outside the town.

"Don't let them go!"

Song Wanyue's voice was cold and cold, completely different from what she had just now.

Seven guards fought and solved the person after a quarter of an hour. After checking again, they repaired the dead man. Then they collapsed on the ground and gasped.

The silence has returned to the town.

The people who were huddling in their own homes also sank. Thinking of Song Wanyue's miserable end, then they thought of their own homes. They shouldn't have been happy so early. The Zhou family is in great power, so why are they punished so easily?

"girl……"

A guard stood up and looked at Song Wanyue with admiration. They were guards of the Xiao family. They were bought into the mansion for training since childhood. They believed that they were better than ordinary people, but compared to Song Wanyue, they were much worse.

"Are you okay?

"Nothing happens, search them and then pile them together."

The other guards also stood up and searched carefully.

Song Wanyue turned around and walked into the clinic. She had already asked Dr. Chu's family and his friends to move elsewhere in advance. There was no one in the clinic at this moment.

After she went to the counter, she took out the golden sore medicine and gauze, turned around and wanted to treat the wounded guard, but one of the guards came in with a tense expression, shocked, "Girl, they are from the army."

Song Wanyue also paused. She thought that the county magistrate would not give up so much and would definitely send someone to retaliate, but she did not expect that it would be a member of the army. In this case, the signal sent by the man just now might not be to let these people retreat, but to notify others.

She walked out quickly, "Let the injured deal with it first, there should be someone behind."

...

At this time, the county magistrate had already arrived at the gate of the Fucheng City.

The city gate had been closed long ago, and the patrolling soldiers were not even leaving.

"Master, what should I do?"

The coachman asked.

"Call the city gate."

The county magistrate got off the carriage and didn't care about etiquette anymore. He shouted at the top of his voice, "Is anyone? I am the magistrate of Qingyun County. If you have any important matters, please report to the magistrate!"
Chapter completed!