"We brothers haven't had a full meal for a long time. If you can fill us up now, let's help you solve the trouble inside." The tall and thin man with a tone that would not allow the other party to refuse, Tian Changge saw fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"I dare to ask what is the name of my brother?" Tian Changge asked in a stutter.

"Just call me White Ape, this is my brother He De."

"only..."

"We know the measure."

As soon as the other party finished speaking, the man named He De gently lifted the round whetstone as the size of a stone millstone and threw it. After a bang, the battlefield where the white ape and He De sharpened the sword moved from outside the door to inside the door.

"I'll just have some food rations, you can do it." Tian Changge took out a corner bag wrapped in blue cloth from his back. After untiing it, in addition to a few pieces of change of clothes, there were also two steamed buns that were still steamed by Zhangzhang. The white ape and He De were not polite to each other and ate them all in a clean manner. He De didn't even let go of the small piece of steamed bun that had been stuck on the bag.

The people around him stared blankly at the fat and thin eating steamed buns, and they didn't dare to let out any more. A kind-hearted grandmother added a steamed bun to each of them. In the blink of an eye, they were wiped out by the wind and clouds. The fat man He De still looked unsatisfied, and his eyes kept surfing the crowd, hoping to get more gifts from kind people.

"Where did the two wild boys come from? Blast them out for me?" Han Sixian shouted out. At some point, two fierce-faced Khitan men with iron tower figures rushed out. Without saying a word, they directly bullied Bai Yuan and He De with their captive moves, with a look of disdain in their eyes.

"Be careful, brothers two." Tian Changge couldn't help but exclaim. The Khitan man who was approaching He De was half taller. The other party was completely like a hungry tiger pounced on food, crushing the birds like an eagle. Although the white ape was about the same height as the other Khitan man who rushed towards him, the huge difference in strength seemed to have already been clearly seen from the difference in body shape.

He De gave a playful smile, and his body did not object, and rushed towards the Khitan who rushed towards him. The Khitans showed a ferocious smile on their faces, and some kind of beast-like roar came from their mouths. After the two meat mountains collided, a strange scene happened. He De threw the other party out of the door with a beautiful shoulder-length fall. When the other party wanted to struggle to stand up, a fist like a wind and lightning followed one after another, and directly knocked the Khitans to faint.

The Khitan who attacked the White Ape did not expect that these two people were so hidden. After seeing his teammate being easily thrown out by the other party, he had lost half of his momentum. At the moment when he glanced at the shocking glance, a ghostly hand quietly stretched over to grab his clothes, and easily lifted his body like a bear-like crotch. Then the Khitans flew out like a kite with a broken string, and landed at He De's feet at the door. He De made a punch and knocked him out again.

After the two of them packed up the two Khitans who had emerged from somewhere, they returned to the round whetstone inside the door like nothing happened. He De took out a rusty pig-killing knife from the wooden barrel next to it and handed it to the white ape. Then he lifted some clear water from the well not far away and put it next to the white ape who was ready for everything. He picked up a horse fork like a new apprentice, sat quietly on the side, watching the white ape sharpen the knife in a regular manner.

Han Sixian lost but not the formation, and seemed to be completely unconscious of what had just happened. He still looked at the direction where Bai Yuan and He De were in a rebellious expression. A discerning person could see from his behavior and expression that his calmness was completely pretending. He seemed to be a little weak, and the previous sound of sharpening the knife became a little disordered, rustling and clanging. Although Han Sixian kept thumping in his heart, he continued to sharpen his knife. For an entire hour, Han Sixian and Bai Yuan sat face to face, grinding and grinding until the people around him were attracted, and they all rushed into the yard to watch a good show.

People who have good deeds generously encouraged and advised the two. A white-faced scholar in the inn holding a book "The Analects of Confucius" and a quiet and taciturn man. He usually dared not even kill a mouse. Perhaps it was the White Ape, and the two of He De's and the others' threats gave him courage. At this moment, they suggested how to avoid Han Sixian's ribs and stab the tip of the knife downwards in the stomach. At the same time, they also turned the blade. He called it "a ox-cutting twist". He heard that if he was stabbed like this, meat is flesh, bones are bones, and he will never escape the water. The two Khitans who were originally lying on the ground by He De's fist have long been rescued by their companions. They hid behind Han Sixian in a daze. One of the Khitans had one of the arm was off. After simple treatment, his bandaged arm was hung in front of his chest, begging Han Sixian to help him stab him in the other party a few times.

Hiding behind the window frame, she looked at all this coldly, and felt that life was so dirty at this moment. She had always opposed violence. However, this era of cold weapons was full of killing in this turbulent era. It was neither beautiful nor sacred. In her eyes, she only saw two cowards sharpening their knives, and then a group of people were watching the fun, including cowards and bold people. She believed that half of the people around wanted to see the bloody scenes of the two. This would become their entertainment. If the two of them really fought desperately, she would not have anyone stepped forward to dissuade them.

From another perspective, the whole thing is ridiculous and childish, and it is grinding and grinding. Han Sixian seems to be sharpening his knife forever. Day and night, he seems to be happy about it, and he also try the blade with his thumb from time to time. Everything seems incredible, but she has never seen Han Sixian use that knife to kill a person or chop a sheep bone. Perhaps most of the time he disdains his mighty knife, but who knows what is going on?

The final result was beyond the expectations of some people, and nothing happened in the end. After persisting for half an hour, Han Si first put down the knife and stone in his hand, and then stretched out his hand.

"What are the benefits of letting these guys watch our good show?" he asked Bai Yuan, "If they don't like us, they will be happy to see us fight to the death. You are not a coward, a thin monkey, please allow me to call you that. In the words of our hometown, you have too courage. I began to like you a little."

The white ape looked at the other party indifferently. He was obviously a little disappointed. He felt more pity for a bear-like opponent.

"Okay," Han Sixian said frustrated after feeling that his little trick was seen through, "It's up to you, at least I still have a good impression of you." In order to save his face, he turned around and raised the ghost-headed knife, cursing fiercely at the spectators around him: "Get away from my vision, you idiots, otherwise you will be as good as you."

The crowd burst into laughter, and Han Sixian entered the kitchen with a gray-headed and rat-faced look. When he returned to everyone's sight again, he picked up a pot of boiling water in his hand. Seeing this, those who were raving fled in all directions, making some weird screams. This made Han Sixian save some face. He might have accepted the reality of being defeated by the white ape in his heart, but he didn't want the people around him to see his embarrassment at this moment.

"I think Han Si is finished first." Yingqiong in the dark said so.

"You're right." The princess replied, "From now on, Han Sixian has no position among the Khitans who followed him. He has now revealed his feelings in front of everyone. If you really like the kite-making craftsman, you might as well seize this opportunity."

A red cloud appeared on Yingqiong's face. It turned out that the princess was always on her. She was a little ashamed of her previous random thoughts. Just when her head was empty and she didn't know how to speak, a sudden shout - "There is an assassin", made everyone, including her, feel confused and at a loss.

The whizzing arrows shot towards the body of the Khitans who had exposed their traces in the farce just now, and the things happened too suddenly. The Khitan guards didn't have time to find a few covers. The people who were the first to be hit were shot through their throats and fell into a pool of blood. Those who were lucky enough not to be shot into the room, closed the doors and windows, and quietly watched the situation further in the dark.

Tian Changge saw that the Khitans fell in the courtyard were all relieved. Fortunately, the civilians around him were scared away by Han Sixian's pot of hot water. It was a blessing in disgrace. He was unwilling to see any of his own people. However, things seemed to be getting worse step by step. There were some assassins in black clothes and holding bows, crossbows, swords and other weapons on the roof of the hostel. They were slowly approaching the roof where the Khitan princess was. It seemed that their real goal was the Khitan princess who had never revealed their true body.

Bai Yuan didn't know when there was a half-foot-long spearhead. He trotted forward three steps. The spearhead in his hand came out like a meteor rushing to the moon. An assassin holding a Park knife who had just stepped onto the roof where Yingqiong and the princess were located was penetrated by the cold spearhead flying from Bai Yuan Yuan. The man's face showed an incredible look before he died.

Han Sixian gusted his fat body under a square table in the corner. The ghost-headed knife that he usually never left for a moment was gone. Perhaps it was left in the courtyard with the whetstone. The surroundings were still panicked. The Khitans hiding everywhere occasionally let out a few slight cry from their mouths. When did the Hei Shui City, which they usually think is the safest, become a paradise for assassins? Where did the patrol team on the street run to this time?

Tian Changge was about to put a firework in his hand for help into the sky, and a cold short knife flew over. The fireworks in Tian Changge's hand were nailed to the round citrus next to him with a buzzing sound. The fireworks that had lost their correctness made a deafening explosion at the center of the courtyard. Red and green fireworks flew around, forming a strange and gorgeous scene, witnessing the last glory of life.

Looking at the shining pearlescent light of the colorful and strange gems inlaid on the hilt of the short knife, Tian Changge's heart was suddenly stabbed. He couldn't say anything uncomfortable all over his body. He was very familiar with this knife. It was once given to Li Ganshun, who had saved him. He had seen it hanging on the other party's waist not long ago. Why didn't the other party say hello to him and planned all this secretly? Why did Li Ganshun arrange this assassination for? Standing outside the hotel gate, Tian Changge fell into a valley of retreat. At the same time, as a partner who was planning a major event with Li Ganshun, the other party's flying knife that had just exposed his identity had warned him not to meddle in other people's business. However, from time to time, he still shocked him. He had already sweated coldly behind him. Until about a cup of tea, there was no movement inside. Tian Changge, who was weighing thousands of pounds on his feet, had never left the place, except to take down the short knife nailed to the citron wood and hide it in the bamboo basket behind him.

When the white ape, He De, who seemed to be scared, and the princess and Yingqiong, the confused Han Sixian appeared intact in front of Tian Changge, the long-awaited Black Water Patrol Guard appeared neatly in front of Tian Changge. They knelt down at Tian Changge in one go. A man who looked like an officer walked up to him and said respectfully: "Master Yeli, I am late, I beg you to forgive me."

After the disguise of Nori Changge was stripped off in public, his heart felt more bitter. Yingqiong looked at him and the princess next to her became cold. Nori Changge wanted to explain something to her, but his heart seemed to be blocked with a big rock. Helplessly, he waved to the people who were kneeling. The officer who understood the truth directed the people under him to start looking for clues about the identity of the assassin at the scene where he had just experienced life and death.

"Sir, please see."

The "Tianzi Deer-Cutting Knife" has several bright big characters listed on the hypericy scabbard. As the imperial sword of the emperor of the Western Yi Dynasty, the identity of the assassin is self-evident.

"Why do I give you a ride?" When Nori Changge said this, he was as thin as a mosquito and flies, and he probably didn't even hear it clearly.

"No need, I would rather believe the two righteous men who just saved me in a crisis." The princess flatly refused.

"Master Yeli, the villain just didn't know how to politely, and I hope he doesn't care about the villain's life. As for the matter of the guard, it's time for Lord Yeli." Han Sixian seemed to have come back from the nightmare just now. He turned around and advised the terrified princess, "If an assassin comes again along the way, it's always good to have one more person, right?"

The princess smiled bitterly without comment. Yingqiong turned her face and never looked at Nori Changge again. This incident completely wiped out all her fantasies.

Yeli Changge watched the Khitan princess' convoy go further and further on the Heshui city wall. Looking at Yingqiong, He De and the others were talking and laughing there, but they didn't know what it felt.

"Why don't you have a wife in a real man? You did a good job this time. When they return to the Great Liao Kingdom, the Khitan Emperor will take this account on the Xiao family. Why don't we worry about whether we will accomplish any major things next?" Li Ganshun appeared behind Nori Changge at some point, and a vicious smile appeared on his face as something big was about to happen.

Three months later, a mighty Khitan army appeared in the territory of the Western Yi. Xiao was caught off guard. When she came to her senses, Li Ganshun led the remaining seven troops of Daxia and Khitan soldiers to the city. Since the inner demon had already been arranged in the city, Xiao was trapped in the palace within one day and was given a glass of poisonous wine to commit suicide. Under the witness of the Khitan army, the Western Yi was still in Li Ganshun and changed the country's name to Daxia. All of these were the greatest meritorious officials, Ye Li Changge, commanded the Zuoxiang Army, and had no reputation for it for a while. In order to win over the remaining ministers of the Xiao family, Xiao Congwu, the former former minister of the Western Yi, led the Youxiang Army.
Chapter completed!