She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

"You brat, where do you think you're going this time?" The guard leader caught up, sneering as he looked at Banxia with the eyes of someone looking at a dead woman.

"If I don't want to run, I don't want to run. What's the big deal?" Banxia muttered, then decisively drew the long sword from her waist.

Her intuition told her that if she couldn't win, it would be best to run away; but it wasn't like she was absolutely outmatched!

If you really can't beat them, you can just keep running.

Before the guard leader could react, Banxia charged forward with her broadsword raised.

The guard leader didn't expect Banxia to dare turn around and attack him, but he didn't take Banxia, ​​that little girl, seriously.

The head guard casually raised his sword to block; how much strength could a little girl have?

He could kill him with a single, swift stroke.

It was precisely because the head guard underestimated his opponent that Banxia unleashed a full-force slash, which the head guard was unable to parry for a moment.

Just as the blade was about to strike him, the head guard turned and leaned back to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The head guard's face was full of shock. He hadn't expected this little girl to be so strong. He hadn't even been able to defend against this slash.

Banxia was not discouraged by her missed attack. She changed the direction of her blade and quickly slashed towards the head guard's abdomen.

She knew her opponent would underestimate her, so this was her only chance to attack.

Sure enough, Banxia succeeded with her second cut.

However, the head guard reacted very quickly. Banxia's knife only made a shallow cut in his abdomen because he used his lightness skill to retreat in time.

Banxia's eyes immediately lit up; this was exactly what she wanted.

She immediately raised her crossbow and fired another arrow, then turned and ran.

After running for about ten seconds, Banxia glanced back and saw that the head guard was furious and chasing after her with murderous intent.

Oh my god, that's fierce.

Banxia ran even faster.

However, her exertion had greatly depleted her energy, and she was soon caught up by the head guard. He simply tore off a piece of his robe to cover her wound and looked at Banxia with a murderous gaze.

"You brat, I'm going to tear you to pieces!" the head guard said, thrusting his sword at Banxia.

Banxia hurriedly dodged, but every move and sword strike from the other was a killing move, aimed directly at vital points. Banxia's mediocre skills were no match for him.

If it weren't for her strength and her occasional knife-wielding duels, she would have been dead long ago.

Of course, this is also thanks to her experience of hiding from zombies outside during the apocalypse, which makes her very skilled at dodging now.

However, the guards were much more agile than the zombies. Before long, Banxia's knife not only broke in half, but the blade was also covered with chipped and broken pieces, and the blade itself was full of dents and pits from being stabbed by the sword.

She herself was also in a mess, her clothes were torn into strips, and she had several cuts on her body.

As she hid, Banxia felt her strength was almost exhausted, but to get back to the camp she had to go around the foot of the mountain. Oh God, was she going to die here?

After several more exchanges, Banxia's hands, gripping the knife, trembled. She lost her balance and fell to the ground, watching helplessly as the head guard thrust his sword at her.

"You brat, let's see if you can still run. Go to hell!" The head guard's sinister voice rang out.

The blade in his hand reflected a blinding light in the sunlight, causing Banxia to instinctively close her eyes.

The pain she had imagined didn't come. When Banxia opened her eyes again, she saw the head guard standing there stiffly, still in the position of stabbing her with his sword, staring incredulously at her abdomen.

There, a knife pierced his abdomen, the tip still dripping blood.

"You, Lian Chengmo? You're actually not dead?" The head guard turned around and saw the man, exclaiming incredulously.

Everyone was clearly drawn out by him. There was no way his thirty men could defeat those twenty peasants. Even if the other party was from a military family, how could they be as skilled in martial arts as the peasants?

Upon hearing this, Banxia peeked out slightly and indeed saw Lian Chengmo appear behind the head guard at some point, still holding the hilt of the knife that had pierced the head guard's abdomen.

"Li Han, the squad leader of the Lian City Lord's guards?" Lian Chengmo coldly released the hilt of his sword and kicked the man to the ground.

The head guard, who had already been slashed several times by Banxia, ​​was now further injured and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

He was so angry that he was completely absorbed by that girl and didn't even realize someone had touched him from behind.

But what surprised him even more was...

"You...you know me?" The head guard's pupils contracted slightly.

He was certain that this was the first time he had met this young master from a collateral branch of the family. If it weren't for the portrait, he might not have recognized him. How could the other party have seen him before?

He can also accurately say his name.

"You're nothing but the master's dog, a knife that goes wherever it's pointed?"

"Did Liancheng Ruihong send you to kill me?" Liancheng Mo glanced at him coldly, seemingly questioning, yet speaking with certainty.

Before, he was just guessing, but the moment he saw Li Han, he was certain.

In his previous life, his master's family not only suppressed him, but also sent people to assassinate him.

However, Lian Chengmo did not expect that they would have murderous intentions towards him so early on.

But why didn't he encounter assassination attempts on his escape route in his previous life?

No, we did encounter him. Lian Chengmo's pupils constricted as he glared fiercely at Li Han.

At this moment, Li Han was still shocked that Lian Chengmo had actually guessed that he was sent by the master to kill him, but of course he would not admit it.

However, there are outsiders here, and if word gets out, it will be a devastating blow to the reputation of the Lian family.

What kind of powerful family would kill a promising young member of a collateral branch of the clan?

Not to mention that the Liancheng family has always been known throughout the world for its integrity and talent.

But if he doesn't say it, how could Lian Chengmo not guess?

He stepped on the spot where Banxia had previously scratched the head guard, grinding it hard.

"Was it Liancheng Ruihong who arranged for my grandfather's accident and my parents' robbery by rioters?" Liancheng Mo's voice trembled slightly, yet was extremely cold.

His well-defined knuckles clenched tightly. Why had he never considered this question in his previous life?

Previously, Lian Chengmo thought it was just bad luck for his family, so his grandfather was betrayed by his confidant and the city fell. They tried to escape back to their clan, but encountered rioters, which resulted in the deaths of his parents, uncles, and aunts.

But clearly, Grandfather had already given them half of the family's guards. What kind of rioters would dare to come up and rob them?

Some things that have been overlooked become clearer once they are remembered, and the refugees who were robbed and forgotten by Lian Chengmo appear before his eyes one by one.

Those people were strong and muscular. Although they were wearing tattered refugee clothes, they were all tall and strong and looked like they were trained fighters. They were not refugees at all.

If it weren't for my father's clever diversionary tactic, they would have been dead after that robbery...