The man on horseback was caught off guard and was kicked off his horse.

Fortunately, the man stabilized his figure in time and raised his head in embarrassment.

He was a few years older than Huo Lian, and his face was stained with the frost of the frontier army, making him look a little rough.

"Liang Bazi——" His voice was also very rough, and he opened his mouth to curse, "You bastard——"

Before the people around him had time to scream in surprise at the curse, Huo Lian twisted her body, and a long broad knife appeared in her hand, and she slashed it down with the strong wind.

The rough man was instantly hit on the shoulder by the knife. He groaned and knelt on the ground.

Blood instantly seeped out from under the heavy armor and spread on his shoulders.

There was an uproar on the street.

What has been changed is the setting of the internal titles of the Mohist family. It is not the background of the contention of a hundred schools of thought, but the story of the Jianghu who created his own successor. So follow the rules of the Jianghu. Some titles are not blasphemous because of insufficient writing skills. The content has not changed. No need to read it again. I hope it can be improved.

Keep reading and have fun. If you are not satisfied, I will see you in the next book. Have a nice weekend~
Chapter completed!