"Catch the thief, catch the thief!"

Some of the villagers carried lanterns, some beat gongs, and rushed to tell each other, and soon the whole Jinglei Village became noisy.

Yuan Jingyang stepped on the tiles and fled, feeling quite unwilling: I am obviously here to be an assassin, but you think I am a thief! This is not to blame the villagers, after all, he looks like a monkey (even if he shaves his beards)

), is small in stature and has a wretched expression. No one could possibly mistake him for an assassin who licks blood and kills to make money.

Soon, the tiles jingled and sparks flew everywhere. It turned out that some villagers had already seen Yuan Jingyang's figure and began to shoot him with crossbows. The sparks were caused by the crossbow arrows hitting the tiles. Some crossbows

Ya even wiped his collar and passed by.

This was not the solution. Yuan Jingyang could only pick up his bow and arrow and start to fight back.

With a "collapse-", a bamboo arrow was inserted into the doorpost and shook three times. Zhuang Ding, who was holding the extinguished lantern in front of the doorpost, didn't know what happened.

Immediately afterwards, the lanterns in the hands of the villagers were extinguished one by one, and finally even the door lights were extinguished, leaving the courtyard of Jinglei Village in darkness. The villagers were extremely frightened and at a loss what to do.

"Don't panic, everyone!" The envoy of the Qiu-bearded Han Dynasty came out with a torch in hand, looking for the target. Soon, he saw a dot getting bigger and bigger, as if it was going to occupy the entire field of vision——

Poof - there was a white-feathered arrow stuck vertically in the seal of Special Envoy Fang. As blood seeped out, his body slowly fell to the ground.

Yuan Jingyang, who was in the room, breathed a long sigh of relief. After all, he was injured and had to draw a full string to shoot more than a dozen arrows. Even the best person would be too much. He jogged while thinking about what to do next. Anyway,

The leader of the thief who had put a bounty on his head did not want to take it anymore. Now that he had seen the power of the military society, he no longer dared to be as arrogant as before. The only solution now was to escape from this place quickly.

As he was running, one of the house builders was lazy and there was a piece of tile that was not put up. Yuan Jingyang happened to step on it and got one foot stuck in the hole. The Ru kiln bottle in his arms slipped out.

, rolled up along the ridge of the roof. Yuan Jingyang quickly pulled out his feet and chased the bottle. Just when the bottle was about to fly out of the eaves, he swooped down, hugged the bottle, and then threw him and the bottle heavily on the

Put it on a piece of meat mat.

It's strange, why doesn't it hurt? Yuan Jingyang stood up and patted the dust, only to find that he fell on a Zhuang Ding, knocking him unconscious.

"Where is the exit?" Yuan Jingyang looked around, but heard a "woo-woo" sound in the room next to him, as if someone was asking for help.

He kicked open the door and went in to take a look. It turned out to be the kidnapped girl he had seen on the road earlier.

"You girl, do you know how much money I wasted trying to save you?" Yuan Jingyang complained as he untied the girl's rope. Most of the Dendrobium arrows given by the black market veteran were used. Although they were gifts, Yuan Jingyang

Jingyang was also a little distressed. However, the dozen or so arrows he shot were clearly to save himself from the siege, but now he said they were used to save the girl. He clearly wanted to make the girl feel that she owed him a favor.

After the cloth stuffed in her mouth was removed, the girl said happily: "I didn't expect you to really come to save me."

"I am here just to save you." Yuan Jingyang said without shame.

"Let's not talk too much. Let's escape from here quickly." The girl took Yuan Jingyang over the wall and passed the house. It seemed that she was very familiar with the layout of Jinglei Manor. The two of them evaded arrest and climbed out of the courtyard wall in a short time.

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"You're pretty good at it. I haven't asked you what your name is yet." Yuan Jingyang asked.

The girl cupped her fists and raised her hands: "My name is Xing Muchao. Thank you for saving me today. See you later."

"Wait a minute," Yuan Jingyang grabbed Xing Muchao's clothes, "I'll see you later, but you won't give me any actual thanks."

"I don't say thank you for a big favor. If you are destined, I will repay you in the future." With that said, Xing Muchao broke away and was about to run away. With this struggle, the outer goose-yellow dress tore open, revealing a tight-fitting purple suit underneath.

Casual clothes.

"Stand still! Or I'll shoot you!" Yuan Jingyang became alert instinctively, drew his bow and called out to Xing Muchao.

Xing Muchao crossed his arms behind his head and turned around slowly.

Yuan Jingyang threatened Xing Muchao and began to interrogate him.

"what is it call?"

"Xing Muchao."

"How big?"

"Not big."

"I asked you your age."

"twenty one."

"Twenty-one looks so young?"

"I don't look old."

"Where are you from?"

"South Vietnam—no, Dali people."

"What are you here for?"

“Travel around.”

"Oh..." Yuan Jingyang was about to put down his bow, but he raised it and pointed at Xing Muchao, asking: "Tell me again, where are you from?"

"Dali people."

"People from Dali?" Yuan Jingyang's eyes flashed with a rare and terrifying light: "The people I heard seem to be South Vietnamese, right?"

Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, the Yue people have often fought wars with the Han people, and the two sides have massacred each other, and their hatred has lasted for centuries. After the founding of the Song Dynasty, they did not want to rekindle vendettas and once showed kindness. However, the South Vietnamese often said, "If the Song people attack us, they will definitely

On the pretext of "preemptive strike", they invaded Guangxi, smashing, looting, burning, raping women, and plundering people. Chengdu Road was also affected. Yuan Jingyang had witnessed a Yue invasion when he was a child, and his mother was there.

He died at the hands of the Yue people during an invasion. It can be said that he hated the Yue people even more than the Jurchens.

Seeing the fierce look on Yuan Jingyang's face, Xing Muchao knew something was wrong. She slowly took out six poison-quenched thin needles from her bun, clamped them between her fingers, and then threw them out violently. She was sure that no one could hide within ten steps.

You can survive this bloody throat-sealing needle.

Xing Muchao was confident and felt that Yuan Jingyang would definitely die.

But something unexpected happened. Yuan Jingyang received six injections in his body but was unharmed.

"I have long ignored this little trick."

The poison that seals the throat when seeing blood is taken from the tree that seals the throat when seeing blood. This poison is just like its name. Once it invades the blood, it can kill people in an instant. However, there are exceptions to everything. More than ten years ago, Yue people

After invading Fulu Road in Chengdu, Yuan Jingyang's father Yuan Qingcheng learned that the Yue people liked to use blood to seal throat poison, so he tried to get it and diluted it a thousand times with water, and gave it to Yuan Jingyang to swallow every day, etc.

After his son got used to it, he gradually increased the dose. Day after day, year after year, Yuan Jingyang was now able to withstand the dose that could kill five people. Previously, Yelvmi was hit by three poisoned arrows but was still able to be saved.

It can only mean that Yuan Jingyang bought fake goods.

Yuan Jingyang would also feel sorry for him: I said I felt dizzy and uncomfortable when taking blood, but it turned out it was not this kind of poison. You actually cheated me out of money with a fake one!

But now was obviously not the time to think about fakes. Yuan Jingyang received six stitches and only returned one arrow before nailing Xing Muchao to the ground.

Ten steps away, a strong bow shot, Xing Muchao lay on the ground unable to move, only one third of the arrow was exposed one inch above his heart, which shows how powerful this force was.

Xing Muchao wanted to have sex, but he didn't dare because his lungs were penetrated by an arrow and the pain was unbearable whenever he breathed.

"Let me tell you, no one who can stop me has yet been born."

Yuan Jingyang walked closer, drew his bow and pointed it at Xing Muchao's eyebrows.

"South Vietnamese, do you want me to take your life?" Although Yuan Jingyang has killed two people, both of them can be regarded as evil people. Even though the girl in front of him is a South Vietnamese, she has no grievance against him.
Chapter completed!