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Chapter 60 is Yin Xiao's first move

The courtyard, which had been considered deserted before, suddenly became noisy, as if there were ten parrots chirping together, which caused headaches.

Amidst the screams, Zhan Shizhao couldn't bear it any longer, and pulled out the knife from the guard's waist with a "shua", and roared furiously: "Shut up!"

He is a literati, and he has never held a sword. The knife is too long and heavy. When he pulled it out, the blade slashed his thigh, cut him, and made him fall into the sink.

The noisy voices dissipated immediately, leaving only countless eyes shuttling through the courtyard, not knowing whether to laugh or be afraid.

The guards also stretched out their hands to drag Mrs. Song, yelling like cattle and horses: "Hurry up! Don't delay my business!"

At this moment, Yin Xiao appeared from Mrs. Song's side like a ghost, squeezing Mrs. Song and Nanny Liu behind her.

He is the same age as Song Qinghui, but grew up completely differently. Song Qinghui is a family flower, he is a strong wind and strong grass, and his arms are made of cast iron, supporting the Song family with a glimmer of life.

With his back straight, his phoenix eyes glowed fiercely, he remained silent, and his body became a wall.

Zhan Shizhao's eyelids twitched wildly, and he classified Yin Xiao as a hard bone that could not be gnawed. He waved his hands to signal the people around him to surround him, and at the same time angrily scolded: "What are you doing!"

Then he turned his head to look at the two noisy aunts: "Don't die? I can fulfill you!"

After the angry reprimand, he himself realized that if he dragged on, the situation would be bad.

He obviously brought so many people, and the Song family only had a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, plus a nursing home, but with so many people and so many knives, they were all suppressed by Yin Xiao.

If it is on the battlefield, Yin Xiao is a general who is not afraid of life and death, and the people he brings are all soldiers.

The two aunts shut up, but Yin Xiao still stood firmly on the spot, with the knife in front of him, no matter how many people in front of him were fighting against him, he would not give an inch.

Zhan Shizhao's eyelids twitched, and it was not yet the agreed time to start.

He thought that what he was really good at was not fighting and killing, so he changed his strategy and said to Mrs. Song: "Mrs. Song, if you don't go, it's for Mrs. Song"

The words are not finished, and there will never be a chance to finish them.

Yin Xiao made a sudden move and threw the sharp knife in his hand at Zhan Shizhao, hitting his throat. At the same time, he raised his leg and swept across the long knife in front of him, provoking a dispute.

Zhan Shizhao fell to the ground, with blood spraying in front of his eyes, and there was a sound in his ears, only he could hear it, his eyes became more and more distracted, and many pictures flashed in his mind like a lantern.

Damn——Zhang Xutang actually accounted for more than half of them.

He struggled to untie a bamboo whistle from his waist and tried to blow it by his mouth, but failed after several attempts.

The hand finally dropped.

Without him as the leader, although the guards of the Zhang family were not in chaos, all the people transferred from the Wu'an army were in chaos.

They didn't have the consciousness to work for the Zhang family. Facing Yin Xiao, who was crazy about killing, they retreated steadily and ran away very simply.

With so many people, they were defeated in front of Yin Xiao.

In the chaos, someone picked up the bamboo whistle that Zhan Shizhao had dropped on the ground, put it near his mouth and blew it, making a crisp bird cry.

The sound broke through the darkness and the wall, and the guards of the Zhang family also began to retreat in an orderly manner.

The Song family did not become empty because of this, corpses, blood, and nightmares filled the house.

Yin Xiao was holding a knife, her hair was wet, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or blood dripping from the tip of her hair, and both hands pressing on the handle of the knife were shaking from exhaustion.

With these hands, he protected all the women and children behind him.

Facing the sudden retreat, he frowned, unable to tell whether it was Zhan Shizhao's death that made them give up, or whether they had other plans.

Aunt Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have sent the uncle away."

As soon as the words fell, a bamboo tube was thrown in from outside the wall, and fell on the corpse, making a muffled sound.

Then came the second and third ones. Countless bamboo tubes fell like rain. Clear liquid flowed out from each bamboo tube, and the air was instantly filled with the smell of tung oil.

A fire bag was thrown in, and after falling on the ground, a flame was ignited in an instant.

"They set fire! Go away!" Aunt Lin screamed, holding Aunt Wang with one hand and Mrs. Song with the other, and ran away.

As soon as the foot took a step, it retracted.

Where are you going?

Fire is everywhere.

The houses in Tanzhou originally had a lot of wood and few bricks and tiles, and with the addition of tung oil, they burned very quickly.

"Kitchen!" Yin Xiao threw away the knife, took off his coat and slammed in front, trying to make a way.

Thousands of flames rose into the sky, and the black smoke shot straight into the sky, engulfing Qiongyu and the Song family and others.

On the pier, Zhang Xutang and Song Huiyue abandoned their carts and rode together, looking like a very well-matched couple.

Zhang Lang has the face of a horse, and Concubine Song has the face of a donkey, full of murderous aura and gleam of swords.

Zhang Xutang tightly gripped Song Huiyue's arm, galloping his horse while sneering: "Why don't you stop making trouble?"

Song Huiyue retorted: "Why, do you like me to bite you?"

"Fart! Young master, I'm not so hungry that I like a wild dog!"

"Then you still ride a horse with wild dogs?"

"You treat me as King Jin. There are so many women in the world who don't love you. If you love someone like you, don't dream about you!"

"I won't marry you, so what happens to me is none of your business?"

"Who are you marrying? Who else wants you? Anyway, I don't want you. Only King Jin is willing to pick up trash!"

Song Huiyue sneered and said: "You and King Jin are the only two men in the world? Oh, if there are really only two of you, then I must marry King Jin, not you. There is still a gap between you and King Jin." For a hundred and eight thousand miles, if King Jin is not here, then I will be an old girl for the rest of my life, and I will not marry you when all the men in the world are dead."

Zhang Xutang felt that Song Huiyue's every word was aimed at angering him, and he thought that this girl had changed her strategy, instead of biting him to death, she was planning to anger him to death.

He kept his mouth shut and focused on running.

If he went on like this, he was afraid that he would lose control and throw Song Huiyue to death on the spot.

Just when everyone was running wildly without a word, a light suddenly lit up in front of their eyes, as if a huge light had been lit up in the night, and half of the sky was turning red.

Zhang Xutang and Song Huiyue looked up at the same time.

It was a big fire in Tanzhou City, and the fire illuminated half of Tanzhou City. Even if they had already left the city, they could feel the fire.

Zhang Xutang's heart sank, he knew that the plan had changed, but his expression remained unchanged, he raised his whip and lashed the horse's buttocks, causing the horse to gallop.

And Song Huiyue was also in doubt, always feeling that the fire was strange: "You let it go?"

"I fart!" Zhang Xutang retorted loudly, "I burned people to death before I finished my work? How can I threaten you?"

"You mean you'll set it on fire when you're done?" Song Huiyue twisted her neck and glared at him.

Zhang Xutang shouted at the top of his voice, "I didn't! It wasn't me! Don't talk nonsense!"

In his justification, the "old place" also arrived, he rolled off the saddle and dragged Song Huiyue down again.

(End of this chapter)