Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

"You came in pretty quickly. So many people couldn't stop you." Guo Yuanqi said, "I didn't expect that you and I would come into conflict so soon."

"It won't take long to find you." Xiao Yan said coldly, "From the day you teamed up with the Southern Xinjiang Army commander to plot against me, we were destined to meet in battle."

When Xiao Yan was conquering Southern Xinjiang, Guo Yuanqi secretly allied with the commander of the Southern Xinjiang army, gave him false information, and led him into an ambush.

Guo Yuanqi served as reinforcements. Later, taking advantage of the fact that more than half of Xiao Yan's army had been killed or wounded, he sent a large number of soldiers disguised as Southern Xinjiang troops to test the waters and kill him by surprise.

"What a pity that time. We had a great opportunity, but you were able to turn the tables." Guo Yuanqi stopped pretending and said, "You were able to fight your way out with only 3,000 men. I really underestimated you."

"Then God wants me to live, and I have been waiting to send you to the execution platform with my own hands today to commemorate the fallen soldiers." Xiao Yan stared at him and said.

"Okay." Guo Yuanqi slowly drew his sword and said in a deep voice, "Let me experience your strength, Xiao Yan."

As he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the knife flashed in front of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan threw away the knife, and then the blade swept across Guo Yuanqi's chest and abdomen. He retreated repeatedly and wanted to attack but was unable to continue due to the fast speed and began to breathe heavily.

Guo Yuanqi shook off the knife that was pressing down on him, jumped sideways to the corridor to catch his breath, and when he was about to go around the low guardrail, Xiao Yan's knife had already swept across his back, tearing a hole in his clothes and revealing blood on his flesh.

This time, the attack was full of flaws. Xiao Yan's blade was swift and dense, leaving a trail of bloody wounds.

Guo Yuanqi retreated with muffled shouts again and again. He blocked the knife approaching from the side and was about to turn around to avoid it, but Xiao Yan had already turned around and jumped up, and the blade suddenly slashed towards his face.

Guo Yuanqi panicked and stumbled back half a step. In a flash, he blocked the attack with his sword, but a force of gravity came down like a thousand-pound rock, causing his knees to fall to the ground and his arms to feel numb and painful.

Arrows were still flying from the roof of the outer courtyard.

Yang Zhounan was covered in a strong smell of blood, and those agile black shadows seemed endless and surrounded him layer by layer. Guo Yuanqi really planned to fight to the death this time.

Su Chengfeng's face was covered in blood, and his eyes became more and more ferocious as the battle went on. The knife flashed with blood, and the killers fell to the ground.

He stomped on the ground and leaped onto the roof. The crossbows on the three roofs had not yet been launched, but when Su Chengfeng raised his hand, the steel needles flew out and several crossbowmen fell down immediately.

Most of the Jinyiwei fell down. Lang Si's embroidered spring knife had just cut the killer's neck when a Jinyiwei fell to his side and was stabbed through the heart. The blade of the knife hung on his back.

Before the killer could draw his knife, Lang Si swung his knife in reverse, and a stream of blood spurted out from the side of the killer's neck, splashing onto the shoulder of the Jinyiwei next to him.

The sun gradually sank below the roof.

Guo Yuanqi ran to the back garden, holding his chest, and went to the high attic through the long corridor beside the pool.

Xiao Yan followed closely behind, went up along the steep corridor on the side, jumped down from the top of the rockery, and jumped onto the terrace of the second-floor attic.

When he landed, he was only a few steps away from Guo Yuanqi.

Guo Yuanqi walked through one door after another, his footsteps quick and heavy, mixed with the creaking sounds of doors opening and closing, and in a blink of an eye he fled up the stairs.

Xiao Yan took a big step forward to catch up with him, and the stairs were shaking loudly. The attic had five floors. When he chased to the fourth floor and was about to go up the stairs, he looked up and saw Guo Yuanqi kicking the stair handrail hard.

"boom--"

The wooden handrail suddenly broke and fell down in pieces. Xiao Yan raised his arm to block it and rushed forward in a few steps.

Guo Yuanqi ran to the top floor and had no way to go. Xiao Yan had already caught up with him, and he had no choice but to face him head-on.

At this moment, impatience could be seen on that face. All the fantasies and arrogance that once existed were mixed together and swallowed up by anxiety.

Guo Yuanqi immediately swung the blade slightly, cutting through the hot wind and reaching Xiao Yan's head in an instant.

As Xiao Yan leaned sideways, the falling blade hit the back of his knife. He rolled it up and it made a sharp clicking sound.

The owner of the knife was forced back to the corner of the house, and the wooden stand for flower pots was smashed with a loud bang.

Guo Yuanqi blocked with his sword and turned out of the corner, but before he took a few steps, Xiao Yan's sword came down again.

He was forced to lie back on the table and rolled quickly to avoid it. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back and his heart was beating wildly.

The knife chopped down and hit him directly at the place where he had just been.

"Crack-"

There was a loud explosion.

The gravity and the sharpness of the blade instantly split the large round table in half, sending wood chips and dust flying everywhere.

The forest attic was quiet, with only the sound of knives.

Guo Yuanqi stood up and chopped at Xiao Yan's side with his backhand, attacking continuously. Xiao Yan blocked it by stepping on the broken wood, then quickly retreated a few steps and jumped up, stepped on the small table in the corner with one foot, turned around and swooped down to chop.

There was only a crisp sound.

Guo Yuanqi's knife broke into two pieces, and the broken knife flew out instantly and stuck firmly into the window frame a few steps away.

Before he could react, he felt a dull pain in his chest and abdomen again, and was kicked away by Xiao Yan, falling heavily to the ground.

The kick was so powerful that it made him spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Guo Yuanqi covered his chest and abdomen, feeling a sharp pain between his ribs as if his bones and flesh were being ground, and his chest was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe.

He gritted his teeth and propped himself up, shaking his body and spitting out a mouthful of blood. He stared at Xiao Yan fiercely and forced a sinister smile.

"You hit me so hard, cough cough...you must hate me to the core."

"This is my return gift for letting me lie down for half a year." Xiao Yan stared at him and said, "As for Lu Quan's share, it hasn't even started yet."

Guo Yuanqi's chest heaved as he laughed muffledly, a laugh that was both sinister and cunning.

"It's really not fun to be discovered by you."

Xiao Yan said coldly: "I told you not to stare at my people all day long."

Guo Yuanqi suppressed his smile and snorted, "Lu Quan is a loser, ahem... he can't even handle such a small matter. If it weren't for that eunuch from the East Factory interfering, your young doctor would have had his fingers severed and been kicked out of the palace, and eventually died under my knife."

"Do you think I will give you this chance?" Xiao Yan said.

"I have plenty of opportunities. You're just a bit luckier than me." Guo Yuanqi wiped the blood from his nose and said, "The only difference between me, Guo Yuanqi, and you is that my family background is not as good as yours."

"Don't talk about anything else." Xiao Yan said coldly, "You sold official positions and accepted bribes, embezzled disaster relief funds, misappropriated military pay, murdered prostitutes, tortured subordinates, and harmed loyal officials... Every one of these offenses deserves your death."

Guo Yuanqi snorted disdainfully, "Listing my crimes shows how noble you are. Who in the officialdom of all ages is not greedy, who doesn't betray? If you don't work for yourself, heaven will punish you. I just can't stand your self-righteous arrogance."

"If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. You are using it in the wrong place. The country of Daning cannot tolerate a parasite like you." Xiao Yan stared at Guo Yuanqi and moved forward step by step.

"Besides, I also said that if you fall into my hands, there will be no chance of escape for you."

As he spoke, Xiao Yan's knife slashed towards Guo Yuanqi. He gritted his teeth and dodged awkwardly, enduring the pain.

Now with bare hands, he had to keep throwing the flower pots and chairs around to block the attack, and there were crackling sounds in the room.

Xiao Yan pressed forward without drawing his knife. Instead, he kicked and stomped Guo Yuanqi on the chest and back, making him scream in frustration. Guo Yuanqi was kicked and fell against the door panel.

"puff--"

He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Without giving anyone a chance to catch their breath, Xiao Yan stepped forward, grabbed Guo Yuanqi's collar and lifted him up. Just as he was about to attack, a dagger came flying towards him.

He leaned slightly to the side, grabbed Guo Yuanqi's arm, and threw him to the ground. Then he tossed the knife handle lightly, held the knife with his backhand, and stepped forward.

The tip of the knife, with its coldness, suddenly pierced into Guo Yuanqi's back shoulder and went straight through the floor.

"what--"