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Outside, there were chaotic steps, and I don’t know how many people surrounded this place.

All the expressions on Han Jialuo's face disappeared together. His wrists turned slightly, and his whole body seemed to relax. Then, he raised his foot and walked outside.

Although he has stopped using swords for decades, it does not mean that he will no longer use swords.

Han Jialuo was ready for battle, but he just raised his feet, but one hand reached out from the side to pull him.

The warrior is heroic, the warrior is fearless, and the warrior will rush forward even though he knows that he will die. However, that is a warrior. Luo Bei is not a pure warrior. Seeing that Han Jialuo was planning to rush out and fight to the death, Luo Bei almost instinctively grabbed Han Jialuo.

"This place is good. If you hide, you may not be discovered by someone."

A faint smile appeared on Luo Bei's mouth. He pulled Han Jialuo and headed towards the center of the strange rock pile. His footsteps began to soften. Even Han Jialuo's martial arts skills were of this distance, and there was no sound of footsteps at all.

Han Jialuo looked at Luo Bei strangely, and suddenly a smile appeared.

This place is indeed good, sneak attacks and assassinations are really suitable. Han Jialuo is not a gentleman. He has never been brainwashed by the terrifying Confucian culture of the Han Empire. As long as he can kill people, there is no difference for him how to kill them.

The figures of the two were hidden among the strange rocks.

Outside, An Zaijie sneered at the pile of strange rocks. Just now, his men had already surrounded this area and could not escape no matter how the other party could.

"Miss Xiahou, I am very grateful for your message. If that person dies today, I will be extremely grateful to the caravans in the distance."

An Zaijie's voice was very soft. He was definitely not a good person, nor a good person to speak. However, he was not a fool. The Murong family had never hurt Xiahou Wang for so long, but this had already made him pay attention to something wrong.

Later, An Zaijie heard that Xiahou Zilan was a student of Tianwu Academy. Then, there was a vague news that the heir of a powerful empire seemed to have a deep affection for Xiahou Zilan, and An Zaijie would not do anything to Xiahou Zilan in this way.

In fact, Xiahou Zilan has made many calculations but has not calculated anything. That is, since the Murong family captured Xiahou Wang but only captured but did not kill him, most of the forces in Wangjing had checked her details and had already understood everything about her.

Therefore, even if Xiahou Zilan does nothing, An Zajie will not be able to deal with the caravans from afar.

After all, there are not so many giants like the Murong family in this world. Not everyone will dare to offend the powerful and powerful people of the empire for a small world. Moreover, even the Murong family has never broken up. If Xiahou Zilan took out that token, she could turn big things into small things and small things into nothing.

Xiahou Zilan never expected this, but it was her negligence, while An Zaijie had waved his hand to signal his subordinates to enter the pile of strange rocks.

The pile of strange rocks surrounded was actually not large, with a range of up to a few kilometers. However, there were too many strange rocks here. After entering, the men of An Zaijie seemed to have entered a maze, and they had already dispersed after a while.

Han Jialuo was pulled by Luo Bei, and after turning a few circles, he was carefully nestled in the groove in the middle of a huge strange rock.

Han Jialuo admired Luo Bei's observation at this time and didn't know what to say. The groove of this huge strange rock was extremely inconspicuous. If you look from the ground or from the top of other strange rocks next to you, you just feel that the groove seemed to be just a piece missing in the middle of the strange rock, and it would definitely not hide people.

However, Luobei could see at a glance that this place could hide people. Not only could it hide, but once it was hidden, it would not be found outside.

The two of them were floating there, but they shook their ears and listened to the sound of footsteps on the ground.

An Zaijie's men probably never expected to encounter such two people. In just half the incense stick, Luo Bei and Han Jialuo had already determined the number of people entering the pile of strange rocks and their respective positions. The two looked at each other and smiled, and then slid down the hiding place silently.

As soon as his feet fell to the ground, Luo Bei was about to start assassination. At this time, Han Jialuo took Luo Bei in reverse, and then the guy handed a short knife in Luo Bei's gaze.

The short sword less than three inches long is almost the same as the dagger used in Luo Bei's previous life. This thing is definitely better than the long sword for assassination.

Luo Bei showed a ferocious smile on his face. He took the short knife and made a "like" gesture at Han Jialuo, and then quickly jumped out.

Among the strange rocks, the two An Zaijie's subordinates searched around with ferocious faces. The weapons in their hands were waving from time to time, and the fierce lights in their eyes were shot.

These people followed An Zaijie but were already used to being arrogant and prosperous. This time they came here just to do something they used to do, torture and kill.

However, the time when I came in half the incense stick was not found, it made these guys a little impatient.

The two guys were cursing while walking.

Suddenly, the guy walking on the left felt that his face seemed to be wet with slight water droplets. He turned his head unhappily and wanted to curse his companion next to him, and even sprayed his saliva on his face.

However, his head had just twisted halfway, and a chill suddenly felt in his throat.

The extremely familiar coldness, the man's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously made a sound of horror. However, one hand had already covered his mouth, and the chill in his throat spread, and the strength began to flow. The man's last gaze only saw the companion next to him lying on the ground with blood on his neck.

Silently, breathlessly, with a short knife back, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Luo Bei's mouth. This assassination reminded him of his life in his previous life.

In this life, he was determined to learn martial arts, and with the existence of the Dreamer System, he was afraid that such assassination would not be often needed in the future. Today may be his last large-scale assassination.

This is a sacrifice.

Luo Bei squatted down, contaminated with the blood of the deceased, slowly drew a symbol used in his previous life beside him.

Half a stick of incense, one stick of incense, time passed slowly, outside the pile of strange rocks, An Zaijie's face slowly began to change. He was also a master, but he could hear that the footsteps in the pile of strange rocks were constantly decreasing, and there was only a few left now.

All he brought were the elites under his command. If they were completely destroyed, even if they could not hurt him, it would be enough to have a heartache for a few days.

"Prepare to set fire."

An Zaijie spoke coldly at his subordinate who was staying outside. The strange rock pile was not big, and if it was thrown into a large scale, it would definitely be enough to turn it into a sea of ​​fire.

"Leave a side to export."

Next to her, Xiahou Zilan's face was extremely ugly. She spoke coldly when An Zaijie finished speaking.

These words made An Zaijie's subordinates slightly stunned, but An Zaijie's eyes suddenly lit up.

The three are missing one. This tactic has not been written in this world yet, but Xiahou Zilan can already think of it, and An Zaijie can understand the meaning of it as soon as he hears it.
Chapter completed!