It's evening.

The sky was dark and the snow was falling silently.

There were only a few pedestrians on the streets, and many vendors had already closed their stalls and gone home.

Eighteen lanes in the south of the city.

On the street not far away, a cobbler was wrapped in a thick cotton coat and a worn-out hat, still lowering his head and carefully mending the shoes in his hands.

He occasionally raised his head and glanced at the alley not far away, as if his eyes were a little uncomfortable because he had looked down at the needle and thread for too long.

The alley is empty and uninhabited.

When he finished mending the shoes in his hands and raised his head again, he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him.

The figure was holding a horse, wearing a black outfit and a bamboo hat on his head. Under the bamboo hat, an ordinary-looking young man's face was exposed.

The young man was looking down at him at this time. Seeing his gaze, he asked: "With your needle and thread, can you mend anything?"

The cobbler immediately asked enthusiastically: "What does the guest want to mend?"

The young man glanced at him again, without replying. He led the horse and left quickly, heading towards the Eighteen Lanes not far away.

The cobbler looked at his back and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he felt a chill on his neck. He immediately reached out and touched it, and found it was sticky and fishy, ​​and his fingers were covered with blood.

He was stunned for a moment and suddenly stood up from the ground.

Immediately, his vision went dark, and with a "pop", he fell to the ground and his head rolled out.

In the alley, in the front yard of Daofu.

Dao Chengkong was still tied up, kneeling on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

More than twenty Jinyi guards, holding daggers, silently surrounded him, looking towards the front with cold eyes.

Sister Dao held the knife in her hand and tried to rush forward several times to fight, but was stopped by Nangong Meijiao.

But her father couldn't wait any longer.

She would rather rush forward and die together with her father under the swords of these imperial guards than suffer this kind of pain and suffering again.

She knew in her heart that when Luo Changtian came back, her father would still die, or even die more miserably.

Even the princess beside him could not save his father from leaving.

From three days ago, she had been determined to die.

She has nothing to fear if she can die with her father!

"Buzz!"

The broad knife in her hand lit up, and she said with a determined expression: "Princess, don't worry about me, you can go. This is my family matter and has nothing to do with you."

Nangong Meijiao stood in front of her and said with a cold face: "Do you think I want to take care of it? It's not like some guy was crying and begging to let me come."

Sister Dao looked at her blankly.

Nangong Meijiao said: "Do you really think he doesn't know anything? Then you underestimate him too much. He already knew it three days ago. You are her senior sister and your legs are so long. He definitely won't

Don’t care about you.”

The knife in Sister Dao's hand was trembling slightly: "He..."

"Squeak..."

At this moment, the door, the remaining half of the door, was suddenly pushed open.

Several people looked over.

A young man wearing a bamboo hat walked in from the door, then politely closed half of the door, then took off the bamboo hat on his head and put it away.

Nangong Meijiao looked at him, her tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and then a worried expression appeared on her face.

So quickly... was it a success, or...

Sister Dao clenched the knife in her hand and said loudly: "Chu Feiyang, you shouldn't have come! My father is a murderer and cannot escape... Luo Changtian and these Jinyi guards are all investigating your affairs...

"

Luo Qingzhou walked down the steps and said calmly: "It's okay, I have already cut off Luo Changtian's head. As for these Jinyi guards..."

"Whoosh!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared on the spot, then appeared behind Dao Chengkong, punched out with a "bang" with his fists, and directly knocked away the two Jinyi guards standing next to Dao Chengkong!

Before the two Jinyi guards could react, their heads exploded, their bodies were wrapped with lightning, and they died unexpectedly!

"They will naturally go underground to accompany their commander!"

Luo Qingzhou stood behind Dao Chengkong. After saying these words, a cold light flashed in his hands, and he untied the rope from Dao Chengkong's body and looked at the other Jinyi guards.

The Jin Yiwei around him reacted at this moment, and their expressions changed greatly.

"Are you going to rebel? We are the Jinyiwei! The Jinyiwei formed by the Holy One himself!"

One of the leaders shouted in a trembling voice.

Not only were they frightened, Sister Dao and Nangong Meijiao were also taken aback.

The leader was right. Killing Jin Yiwei would be no different from rebelling, and he would be directly killed by the Yi clan!

"boom!"

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything, and rushed towards the other Jin Yiwei again. His fists exploded, and he killed two more Jin Yiwei with one punch!

"The cultivation of a great martial artist!"

"Let's go!"

At this time, the little leader of the Jinyi Guards reacted immediately. He was shocked and horrified, turned around and ran towards the door!

"Whoosh!"

The flying sword shot out quickly and cut off his head instantly!

Half of Luo Qingzhou's soul left his body and drove the flying sword, while the other half controlled his body and punched out the Vajra Fist!

These Jin Yiwei are only martial arts masters, so they are no match for them.

I saw heavy fist shadows in the small courtyard, flying swords flying across, blood splattering, and heads rolling!

In the blink of an eye, only five or six of the twenty or so Jinyiwei masters were left. The others were all lying on the ground, either with their heads missing, their heads exploded, or their chests broken, all dead!

Sister Dao and her daughter were dumbfounded when they saw it.

Nangong Meijiao also froze in place, with a dull expression on her face.

Aunt Mu said in disbelief: "Miss, I heard that this boy was only at the early stage of martial arts when he was in Mocheng..."

Nangong Meijiao said in a daze: "When I first met him, he was not even a martial artist..."

After saying that, she immediately reacted and quickly said to the old woman behind her: "Mother Nine, why are you in such a daze? Go and help!"

Aunt Ninth hurriedly waved her hands and said: "Miss, you can't do it, you can't do it. That's a guard in royal robes. His house will be confiscated and he will be executed."

"coward!"

Nangong Meijiao whipped out the whip from her waist and prepared to step forward to help.

However, the last living Jin Yiwei had just jumped onto the courtyard wall and was about to escape when his head was cut off by a flying sword and he fell down.

From Luo Qingzhou's violent start to the end, it only took a few breaths.

In the blink of an eye, the twenty-odd Jin Yiwei who were holding knives just now and staring eagerly at them were all lying in a pool of blood and died tragically on the spot!

Looking around, the white snow all over the courtyard was dyed red, and the ground was covered with broken corpses!

The small courtyard suddenly became silent.

There was only the sound of wind blowing snowflakes and passing over the eaves.

Luo Qingzhou put away his flying sword, turned around, and looked at the few people who were still frozen there, with cold expressions on their faces.

Several people couldn't help but shudder.

Aunt Ninth was afraid that he would kill her, so she hurriedly protected Nangong Meijiao and shouted: "Boy, you won't kill us too, will you?"

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, walked quickly to Sister Dao and Dao Chengkong, and said: "Senior sister, take your father out of the city immediately and go to Lingxiao Sect! If it's a little later, the city gate may be closed. No one else.

I want to go out again. You can't come back to Kyoto. There will be heavy wind and snow tonight, which will cover your tracks. You should rush to Lingxiao Sect as soon as possible and go around to the back mountain. Someone will pick you up in the back mountain!"

Sister Dao didn't have time to ask any more questions, so she immediately carried her father on her back and rushed out of the door.

Nangong Meijiao was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "We have a carriage!"

Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "We can't use your carriage. Senior sister, there is a horse outside the door. I just picked it up. There are no guards at the city gate yet. Let's go quickly!"

Sister Dao immediately carried her father out of the door and saw a horse outside the door.

She first put her father on the horse, then jumped on, immediately patted the horse, faced the wind and snow, and quickly left the alley and ran towards the outside of the city.

In the courtyard of Daofu.
To be continued...