One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Big raindrops fell on Yan Qingzhi's body, each one was so heavy, but Yan Qingzhi's back was still straight.

Mei Heng even brought the mino clothes on him and were tightly bound by Yan Qingzhi.

The people behind him were still chasing, Yan Qingzhi turned over and pulled a spear behind his back.

There were two 'ding ding' sounds, and the two darts were knocked out by the spear.

Yan Qingzhi didn't turn her head back, she jumped up and took Mei Heng directly to the wall in front of her.

Someone was already chasing him on the other side of the broken wall, and Yan Qingzhi didn't know where Yan Qingzhu was, but she instinctively felt that she was not far from the other side.

When Yan Qingzhi jumped off the broken wall, she grabbed a handful of dirt, flicked her wrist, and the mud dots flew into the eyes of the people in front of her. The face grunted.

There is no reason to see the flaws in front of her. She kept walking and rushed towards one of them.

The man waved the sword in his hand, trying to block Yan Qingzhi, but Yan Qingzhi was not afraid even when the other party had his eyes open, let alone when he was half blind.

She swept the spear, forcing the person who was about to come back, and then the spear circled around her body. In the blink of an eye, the spear had changed from the right hand to the left hand, and the spear passed through the vain sword flower and pierced directly into the man's chest. With force, the person who was still struggling was slanted by her and flew out and fell into the crowd that was about to be surrounded on one side.

I don't know when it started, but Yan Qingzhi was extremely proficient in this process of running and killing people.

Those who surrounded her were soon led by her nose into her rhythm.

She didn't know if she was running right or not. Anyway, if she headed in one direction, there would be a result in the end.

After rushing through the siege, the chasing soldiers behind him have arrived. Some people go to see the wounded, and some people continue to chase behind Yan Qingzhi.

The road is getting sticky and sticky, and the weeds that have been hit by the rain are lying on the ground, and they are not slippery.

Yan Qingzhi used the gun barrel to scuffle, and when she stepped on it, she would not slide away in the direction of her force.

Some of the people behind her followed in her footsteps, some were lucky enough to be slower and chased after her, and some fell into the mud like this...

Yan Qingzhi wiped the rain off his face with a wave of his hand, tapped the gun butt, and jumped up to the two-meter-high courtyard wall in front of him.

The tiles on the top of the wall were shattered, she stepped on it, and a piece fell.

In the dilapidated courtyard, the elegance of the past can still be seen, but unfortunately the original pond has turned into green water, and the wooden veranda has also decayed. Yan Qingzhi flew down, and the slightly empty stand under her feet was kicked by her. There was a hole, and the shards of sawdust left scratches on her ankle, but Yan Qingzhi seemed to be unable to feel the pain, so she quickly pulled out her foot and walked towards the other side of the small courtyard.

The people who were chasing her were also well equipped with tools. She only took two steps out of her side when she heard that the flying hook had hooked up on the courtyard wall behind her.

Yan Qingzhi was expressionless, her face was already cold from the rain.

What made it even more difficult for her to calm down was that someone outside the courtyard heard the movement and had already pushed the door in.

And Yan Qingzhi turned around the pavilion, and saw that the place where the courtyard wall should have collapsed long ago, and now a group of people were surrounding her in that direction. When they saw her alone, someone shouted out.

"it's here!"

"Don't run!"

At this moment, a thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the light ripped apart the darkness of the world for a short time, allowing Yan Qingzhi to see the shadows behind those people, and there were still people surrounded by them.

Yan Qingzhi took a step back, the sound of tiles falling to the ground sounded, and someone was already chasing after her, and three or forty people also poured in from the direction of the courtyard gate at the other end.

Her footsteps stopped in place, and her eyes looked around in the dark night. It was not that she did not have the confidence to escape under the siege of these people, but at this moment she flinched.

She could run out, but she couldn't guarantee that Mei Heng or herself would run out without injury.

Mei Heng's death is tonight, perhaps at the hands of one of these people.

Of course, only Mei Heng knew the specific situation, but Mei Heng would not say anything to Yan Qingzhi. He was ready to die calmly. He died in front of Yan Qingzhi, beside her, and let her die. Full of resentment towards the Feng family, even without Mei Heng's help, Yan Qingzhi would definitely not turn back!
If Yan Qingzhi gave up seeking revenge against Feng, then Mei Heng would become a hurdle that she could not escape and could not open her eyes to in her life, like a thorn buried in her heart, causing her to suffer every time because of difficulties and dangers. When I want to give up, I feel a pain in my heart.

Sharp and long.

Just thinking about it made her hand tremble slightly.
Yan Qingzhi felt sad in her heart, she always felt that after the layers of coincidences, she couldn't see Mei Heng's sincerity.

Although the identities of the two are very different and the difference is too great, she never dared to have too many expectations!

But between being completely calculated and being sincere, there is always a foolish self.

Whether it was unwillingness, anger at Mei Heng's negativity, or other thoughts, Yan Qingzhi didn't want Mei Heng to die.

Even in this thought, there was an ostrich mentality that it was better to replace everything Mei Heng had to bear.

These complex emotions all affected Yan Qingzhi's judgment, causing Yan Qingzhi to subconsciously begin to fear.

She herself is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of Mei Heng's death, and she does not want Mei Heng to die. The impact of this kind of incident is far more real and powerless than hearing Mei Heng's death countless times earlier.

A circle of people had gathered around, Yan Qingzhi reached out and wiped the rain off her face again, the cold touch made her gradually calm down.

"Miss Yan, I didn't expect to meet again here!"

Someone in the crowd said something, which instantly attracted the attention of many people.

Yan Qingzhi turned her head slightly, and did not look in the direction of the person, but asked the other person.

"Who are you? What's the use of chasing me?"

Her fingers holding the spear have stabilized, and her breathing has become steady and long.

No one in the crowd came forward, but someone continued.

"We're not here for you, we're here for the envoy Mei Hengmei of the Tianjing Division! If you let people go, we can also let you live. If you leave here, no one will be embarrassed!"

Yan Qingzhi couldn't help sneering after hearing this.

"Those who hide their heads and show their tails dare to promise me, maybe they are not capable, their strength is not good, they want to delay time, and wait for more people to come around!"

Yan Qingzhi didn't know how many people's hearts were touched by what Yan Qingzhi said, and the surroundings were quiet.

After two or three breaths, someone sighed and said resignedly.

"If that's the case, then you can only see the real chapter under your hand!"