After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Seeing Yan Huaiyin looking up, his shoulders trembled slightly, but he raised his chin as if reacting immediately.

The man took two steps back unswervingly and blended into the crowd, but what he said was extremely arrogant: "The 50 taels of silver in my shed are all in this kid's pocket now!"

He spoke in a loud voice, as soon as the 50 taels of silver came out, not only the dozen or so people behind him exclaimed, but also the faces of the people watching the excitement around him changed.

They followed the man's words and looked at Yan Huaiyin.

Yan Huaiyin raised his eyelids, and instead of looking at the man, he beckoned to Yan Xiuqing and Jiang Lian who were standing over there. After the two stood firmly behind him, he stood up and looked at the man and the man behind him. A dozen people.

Yan Huaiyin squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and saw a dozen or so people behind the man, all of them tall, short, fat, thin, old and young, each of them was holding some wooden sticks that he could find in their hands, and they were holding a semicircle. Surrounding the man in shape, like a broken fence gate with a gap and weather-beaten.

When the man saw Yan Huaiyin looking over, he snorted coldly, and said with a smile, "Brothers, help me stop him. After entering the shed and finding the 50 taels of silver, I will share it equally with you brothers." !"

He naturally knew that there was no 50 taels of silver in the shed. After Yan Huaiyin was trapped by the people he called, he went in and searched. Besides, Yan Huaiyin had spent all the money, so it would be enough for Yan Huaiyin if he didn't need to do anything by then. delicious.

The man cracked his abacus, and the dozen or so "fence sticks" behind him also cheered enthusiastically following his words of equal split.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Yan Huaiyin, wishing that Yan Huaiyin was the essence of those 50 taels of silver.

Hearing the reaction of the crowd, the man's face became even more determined. He had stored up many words of revenge against Yan Huaiyin in his stomach all night, and was about to release some cruel words that would make Yan Huaiyin fight, when he heard the words on the other side. The young man smiled and said, "Yes, I took 50 taels of silver from you."

Yan Huaiyin said, "Come here and get it."

His voice was very soft, he could even be called gentle, but he made the noise of the sky quiet.

The man didn't expect Yan Huaiyin to accept his words, and he couldn't find any rebuttals for a while.

On the opposite side, Yan Huaiyin took two steps back to the door of the shed. He half-body entered the shed, turned slightly sideways, and stepped aside.

The young man's expression was dimmed in the dark and day-intertwined door, but his tone was gentle: "Come in and get it from me."

Such a fluffy sentence put the man in a dilemma.Seeing that they could get 50 taels of silver without having to fight, the people behind him took the guy away one after another, turned their eyes to Yan Huaiyin to the man, and urged him with their eyes.

Thinking of the eye contact with Yan Huaiyin more than ten days ago, the man took two steps back with great backbone.

But there were more than a dozen gazes behind him, and before the man's back foot landed, he was pushed forward by a hand protruding from nowhere, and he took two steps forward instead.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the man gritted his teeth, wiped his only hand on the hem of his clothes, wiped off the cold sweat in his palm, and walked over to Yan Huaiyin with high spirits.

Yan Huaiyin lowered her eyelashes and quietly watched him coming.

After Xu Zhi hurriedly said that he was going to find Zhang Dongfeng, he ran away very nimbly.Yan Huaiyin didn't stop him, but turned to Yan Xiuqing and Jiang Lian and said softly, "Wait for me outside."

When the man walked across from him, Yan Huaiyin bowed her body, smiled slightly, and let him into the shed.

The man's whole body was stretched into a line. The moment he entered the shed, he only felt a gust of wind blowing by.Immediately afterwards, the large area of ​​light coming in from the door disappeared, and the shed was instantly turned into darkness, only a few sparse halos leaked in.

Yan Huaiyin closed the door.

The man's hair exploded in an instant, he was familiar with the shed, his instinct for survival prompted him to rush forward, fell down on the wooden bed, and avoided Yan Huaiyin's attacking palm.

He supported the wooden bed with his hands, and tried to turn around in a hurry, but bumped into something.

The thing was knocked off by him, and the wrapped cloth fell apart, and the golden weight was scattered under the thin halo.

The man glanced and saw that thing.

Five golden dragons hovered over a piece of blue field jade and crashed straight into his eyes.

The man took a breath, and then opened his eyes incredulously.

But he had no chance to be surprised.

A warm hand covered the top of his head, and the next moment he pulled his hair and pulled him off the wooden bed.

Yan Huaiyin had no expression on his face, but he raised his hand and stabbed the dagger into the heart of the man under his hand cleanly.

With a puff, after the sound of the sticky dagger piercing into the flesh/body passed away, the man under his hand suddenly let out a scream, but the scream was faster than Yan Huaiyin's dagger.

The dagger quickly thrust out from the heart, and then mercilessly penetrated into his throat.

The blood spurted out from the cut artery instantly splashed Yan Huaiyin's face, and the warm blood hung precariously on his pitch-black eyelashes, and then tremblingly fell down with his movements.

The dagger was completely inserted into the man's neck, only the hilt was leaking out. Yan Huaiyin held the hilt and pressed his hand against the man's neck, feeling the blood flowing from his palm like water.

Scarlet and sticky.

The man opened his mouth and made a whooping sound, but after a while, there was no more sound.

Floating dust wanders in the light, witnessing the death in this moment.

Yan Huaiyin maintained the motion of killing him, his face was strangely calm, his eyelashes were deeply pressed down, and after an unknown amount of time, an urge to vomit came back from his heart.

The urge to nausea came violently and violently, Yan Huaiyin's back bent deeply, her head rested on her own hand, and the veins in the hand holding the sword hilt burst out.

His eyes were wide open, without blinking, a dry pain slowly emerged, weakly resisting his loathing for himself.

Until the door of the shed was pushed open.

The dazzling light came in, Yan Huaiyin looked up like an animal that had been dormant in the dark for many years, being stung, he suddenly looked up and saw Jiang Lian standing in the halo.

Startled for a moment, Yan Huai pulled out the dagger calmly. He hated being seen like this, so he softly said impatiently, "Get out."

But Jiang Lian ignored his words, he glanced at the man who had just become a fresh corpse on the ground, walked to Yan Huaiyin's side, bent down and grabbed the man's wrist, and said, "Give it to me."

He didn't pull it.

As soon as Jiang Lian raised his head, he saw Yan Huaiyin holding the corpse, his eyes wide open, the pupils motionless, looking at him vigilantly.

The same as food protection.

Jiang Lian paused, and finally added a rare sentence: "Don't worry."

He slowly pulled the corpse out of Yan Huaiyin's hands inch by inch.During the whole process, Yan Huaiyin stared at him non-stop until Jiang Lian completely dragged the corpse away.

Finally dragged the corpse over, Jiang Lian didn't stop, and was about to drag the corpse out. He walked to the door, took another look at the dazed Yan Huaiyin in the shed, and said, "Come out when you want to."

There was also silence outside the shed, and the screams inside the shed were not concealed from the outside, but when Jiang Lian came out dragging a corpse, there was still a gasp.

Jiang Lian threw the body into the middle with a bang, and the 12-year-old's voice was gloomy and cold, inexplicably frightening: "It's a pity, he accidentally tripped and died when he entered the door."

He accidentally tripped and fell to his death...

After a moment of silence, more than a dozen people immediately began to insult as if they had been insulted, but despite the anger of dead parents, none of them dared to take a step forward.

The body was still steaming.

After crying and howling for a while, another thin figure came out of the shed.

More than half of his face, most of his body was stained with blood, and there were some thick blood between some plain eyebrows.

He walked up to Jiang Lian, put an arm on his shoulder, and pulled him slightly in his direction before looking at the dozen or so people opposite.

He was still holding a blood-stained sword loosely in the slender fingertips on Jiang Lian's shoulder. At this moment, he was hanging leisurely on Jiang Lian's chest, and his clothes were stained with blood in an instant.

But it also seemed to have overcome some of his scorching ruthlessness, which made him a little more evil.

Yan Huaiyin's eyes were bent, his face was blood-colored, his eyes were cold, but his smile was lukewarm: "To tell you the truth, I did accidentally fall to my death. If anyone doubts, why don't you go down and take a look?"

While he was talking, there was a burst of shouting from the west. When everyone turned their heads, they saw Zhang Dongfeng leading a group of people running towards this side aggressively.

Xu Zhi surrounded him, fluttering his arms like a chick who just learned to walk, yelling, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

Zhang Dongfeng held a big stick with a thick waist, wiped the sweat from his face, and shouted back: "Don't rush the mother, isn't it time!"

Seeing Yan Huaiyin's people approaching, the dozen or so angry Zhalan brothers, no matter how heartbroken they are, the loss of their brother is not counted, and it is still 50 taels of silver, they also understand that the situation is hard to come by, and it is even more difficult to break up in a short time than to come quick.

However, within a few steps of Zhang Dongfeng and Xu Zhi running over, the dozen or so old, weak, sick and disabled had already disappeared.

Seeing that everyone disappeared, Yan Huaiyin's hand hanging on Jiang Lian's shoulder trembled, and the short sword left his palm and hit the ground.

His hands trembled badly.

When Xu Zhi ran in front of him, he saw that his face was full of blood, epileptic and insane.He ran for his life and was still out of breath. He was frightened by this evil appearance, and with a huh sound, he was about to faint tremblingly.

Zhang Dongfeng reached out to catch him in time, and said rather disgustingly: "Useless things."

Xu Zhi rolled his eyes and said, "I'm dizzy with blood."

The two acted like they were acting, Xu Zhi supported Zhang Dongfeng's shoulders, Xu Zhi still remembered his determination to go to Yan Huaiyin, pinching his nose and closing his eyes, he wanted to pick up the dagger that fell to the ground for Yan Huaiyin.

Yan Huaiyin stopped him.

Yan Huaiyin bent down, stabilized her trembling hands, and picked up the dagger that fell on the ground.

Seeing that Xu Zhi looked like he was about to drive west, he smiled: "Help me look after my sister, I'll go wash it up."

After explaining this, he walked in the opposite direction to the others.When he was far away, Xu Zhicai came back to life like a dead body, and said wearily: "A scholar like me can't see blood."

He and Zhang Dongfeng were babbling, Jiang Lian hooked his head and looked at Yan Huaiyin's back calmly.

Yan Huaiyin's touch on his shoulder is still there, but it's not very clear, making it hard to tell whether he is leaning on him or wrapping himself under his wings.

The only thing Jiang Lian could clearly see was Yan Huaiyin's straight back, as if his collapse in the shed just now was just an illusion.

Yan Huaiyin came to a small lake surrounded by low vegetation with ease.

It is said to be a lake, but it is not very big. It is surrounded by vegetation that has begun to flourish, and can only be seen through the complicated bushes. Therefore, it has become the place where Yan Huaiyin took a bath in the past half a month.

He walked through the bushes and walked towards the lake step by step, but when he reached the lake, he almost roughly tore off the human/skin mask on his face.

Yan Huaiyin lowered his eyebrows and looked at the unusable mask in his hand.

This is his last one.

His fingertips moved, and the human/skin mask was thrown aside by him.He began to wash the blood from his cheeks and neck.

After repeated washing for hundreds of times, the blood on the neck and cheeks was finally washed away.

The desire to vomit in my heart was slightly reduced.

Just when Yan Huaiyin was undoing his blood-stained skirt, there was a rustling sound from the bushes, and after the muffled sound of kneeling, a hoarse voice sounded like crying:

"His Royal Highness!"