After deceiving the villain, I was forced to love him.

In the dead of night, An Luo suddenly woke up with a start.

"Bang! Bang!" In the hazy smoke, he pulled Mingxiang and jumped out of the window.

He was surrounded by a large group of assassins as soon as he landed.

The sounds of fighting echoed through the empty street. Under the relentless pursuit of dozens of assassins, An Luoshi and his companion were quickly forced into an alley.

"Zzzzz..." He was stabbed several times before anyone could even speak to him.

Mingxiang, who was standing next to him, was also stabbed in the arm and back. The two of them had no choice but to help each other retreat to a corner.

The assassins also fell to the ground.

But the remaining assassins continued to attack and kill the two men one after another.

"Clang!" The sound of a blade being blunted.

"Clang!" The sound of an arrow flying from nowhere being blocked by Ming Xiang's blade.

Then I heard a whooshing sound coming from above.

Soon after, the remaining assassins were all shot dead.

Just as Anluo breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that reinforcements had arrived, she noticed that Mingxiang's gaze was clearly off.

Could it be...

The person who came was not Mingchuan!

The thought flashed through An Luoshi's mind, and he immediately switched to a different knife, brandishing it with one hand and using a not-quite-dead assassin as a shield as he rushed out of the alley.

"Uh..." In a daze, Mingxiang was hit by an arrow in the shoulder.

An Luo slammed the arrow that followed into the air and deflected it with a "clang," yelling at the top of his lungs, "What are you standing there for! Charge out!"

Ming Xiang snapped back to her senses with a start, her sword flashing even faster. Taking advantage of a lull in the arrows, she grabbed a corpse to block some of the arrows, fighting and fleeing as fast as she could!

But the people in the shadows had no intention of letting them go so easily. Arrows rained down like a river, quickly riddling the two corpses with holes.

An Luoshi and Ming Xiang were also hit by several arrows to varying degrees. They were not in vital areas, but they were painful enough to render them powerless to resist.

"..." The arrows stopped at this moment.

A few people finally emerged from the dark street.

Their faces were hidden, their eyes were lifeless, like puppets, yet each of them exuded a sinister murderous aura.

“Heh…” An Luoshi dragged his injured leg, panting heavily.

The masked leader appeared before them in an instant.

"Ah!" An Luoshi swung his sword with all his might.

He missed, then knelt down.

He could only yell, "I'll confess!"

The masked man did not stop; with a "whoosh," he drew his sword and killed Ming Xiang.

Just as he was about to kill An Luo again, he was stopped by a sharp, short flick of the wrist.

As soon as the sound subsided, the group of people all turned their heads to the left, their stiff necks making a creaking sound like stepping on wood as they turned.

Against the backdrop of that all-too-familiar demonic smile on the mask, An Luo was immediately terrified, remembering the "magistrate." "No! You, you, you—don't come any closer..."

......

When Mingchuan arrived, the bloodstains and arrows on the street had already been cleaned up.

Only some arrow and knife marks that couldn't be erased prove that a fierce battle once took place here.

"Plop..." Perhaps it was a connection between blood relatives, but as soon as he arrived at the place where Mingxiang was killed, his tears started falling uncontrollably.

The tightness in his chest transformed into a heart-wrenching, excruciating pain, forcing him to kneel on the ground and wail silently...

"Ah..." After a long while, Mingchuan finally cried out in pain.

On the deserted streets, not a single household dared to turn on their lights.

After crying for a while, Mingchuan suddenly remembered something and started knocking on doors like a madman, "Knock knock knock!!"

"Open the door! Open the door!"

"Are you crazy?!" Fearing that Mingchuan would cause trouble and implicate their guards, the guards quickly went to pull Mingchuan away.

"Get out of my way!" Pushing everyone aside, Mingchuan recklessly pushed and slammed the doors of nearby houses.

Please, please open the door!

"Please, tell me what happened!"

"Someone just started fighting on this street!"

"open!"

"Open the door, all of you!"

In the end, Mingchuan even drew his sword and hacked at the door of a house, one blow at a time.

"Open the door, all of you!!"

"Tell me! Where is my sister?!"

"If you don't talk, you'll all die!"

The terrified villagers finally spoke up, trembling, "Sir, sir... have mercy! We really didn't know... we just heard them heading south."

"Please, please let us go, please let us go..."

South?

Mass grave!

The knife clattered to the ground, and Mingchuan stumbled and fell, but got up again...

Ignoring the sounds of kowtowing coming from inside, and no longer thinking about the task assigned by Wang Qingyan, he seized his companion's horse and headed south of the city.

......

North of the city.

The specially made incense only began to take effect at this point.

At first, An Luo only saw that he had successfully returned to the mountain stronghold.

The imperial court has indeed offered amnesty.

Bai Li Ce kept his promise and did not make things difficult for the brothers and sisters in the village.

Moreover, because of his merit in exposing the He family, the emperor pardoned him, and he and his brothers planted many fields at the foot of the mountain, with a very good harvest.

Li Simei also raised dozens of kilograms of silkworms, and they hadn't robbed anyone for a very long time.

When the harvest banquet was held, the seventh leader toasted him with several bowls of wine.

Seventh Master?

Wasn't he dead?! He killed himself.

how come......

Before he could figure it out.

He suddenly turned seven years old.

The dead people were all around him, laughing and stuffing things into his mouth as they laughed.

They even said, "Brother Shi, you're growing, you need to eat more."

"Yes, yes, eat more!"

Anlu smacked his lips unconsciously... then suddenly realized that the thing in his mouth was still alive, and spat it all out.

Father, mother, maternal grandparents instantly changed their appearance.

One by one, fierce-looking men, like demons, accused him, "How could you do this!"

"This child is so insensible!"

"They're such a worry."

"No, I didn't! I didn't, I really didn't..."

Anluo tried to argue weakly, but in the end, she could only hug her "small" self and curl up in the corner.

He kept repeating the same sentence, "I didn't lie, I didn't lie..."

"They're really tenacious!"

In the darkness of night, another conversation could be heard.

The respondent looked dazed and asked in a low voice, "Should we add more medication?"

The "No Need" version of Chaosheng has been improved and will definitely not be invalid again.

However, he still needs to stay somewhat clear-headed when Anluo is around.

"call out--"

A streak of light, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky, and soon someone came to report, "Mingchuan has gone to the south of the city."

Wang Qingyan walked away, his hands behind his back, bathed in the bright moonlight. "Then let's just cripple him."

……