We set out on the road later, with one person exploring the path, one the other leading the way, and the two walking in the middle.

Yang Xuan followed closely behind.

The man behind him turned around and looked behind him from time to time. After walking a mile away, his expression became much more relaxed and the frequency of looking back became less frequent.

The two people in the middle were talking, and their voices gradually became louder.

"Wang's guards are very powerful, but this is a jungle..."

The man behind the break smiled and looked back. His whole body was instantly cold, as if even his bone marrow had been frozen.

A young man stood behind him, grinning.

The young man stretched out his hand.

There were many calluses on the small hand. This hand pinched the man's throat and exerted force.

The two people in the middle were walking one behind the other.

Someone behind him was laughing, "If Wang's people dare to follow me, I'll take credit for killing a few of them."

A hand was put on his shoulder.

Legend has it that wild wolves like to follow pedestrians. Suddenly the person stands up and puts his paws on the pedestrian's shoulders, and the pedestrian naturally turns around...

A slight sound came.

The leader in front is still talking.

"We have been practicing in the jungle for many years, who is the opponent?"

No one answered behind him, so the leader subconsciously pounced forward, and at the same time completed the action of drawing his sword, turning around and swinging it.

The figure behind him flashed and then disappeared into the dense forest.

The explorer roared angrily: "It's the boy who works in Wang's motorcade!"

They have been watching the convoy for several days and know the situation inside the convoy very well.

"It was he who saved Wang's daughter!"

The leader stood still and shouted: "Zhao Xie!"

The sound echoed in the dense forest.

But the people are gone.

"That boy, he must be Wang's new master!" The leader said with awe in his heart, "Let's go!"

The two of them took turns covering the front.

When he reached a big tree, the man exploring the path suddenly flew upside down.

The leader jumped up, turned his eyes in mid-air, and swung his knife to cut off the rattan around the ankle of the man exploring the path.

Woo...

Amidst the whistling sound, a sharpened wooden stick flew over and inserted into the chest of the man exploring the path. The tail of the wooden stick was still swinging tremblingly.

The leader waved his sword, but no second stick came flying towards him.

After he landed, he shouted: "Come out!"

In the dense forest, the birds do not sing and the animals do not cry.

Squeak!

The man exploring the path was hung upside down on the tree, swinging gently back and forth.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Blood dripped from his chest.

The leader was covered in cold sweat and turned around suddenly, but there was no one behind him.

"who?"

he hissed.

The shout echoed in the dense forest.

A voice responded.

"I just want to go to Chang'an."

The voice is very young.

The leader roared, "Come out and I'll fight you."

Suddenly the hairs on his back stood on end, and he suddenly turned around and brandished the knife.

But severe pain came from my lower back.

His turn went into slow motion.

A young man with colorful face paint stood behind him, "I'm out."

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