Dayan first waste material

Chapter 101 Shen Sitang's Sword
The bait was naturally Sun Maorong, Mu Huaichuan still knew Shen Sitang, if she was not allowed to stare at Sun Maorong personally, she would not feel at ease.

In the dungeon of the Hall of Torture, Sun Maorong changed into a set of light gray clean clothes. Shen Sitang saw that he was going to die generously, and gave him a dagger.

Sun Maorong was obviously stunned when he saw the dagger in his hand, he looked at Shen Sitang in surprise and gratitude, with tears in his eyes.

"Deputy Envoy Shen, I scolded you like that before..."

He never thought that Shen Sitang would give him something to defend himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

Shen Sitang had forgotten about his swearing, if he mentioned it again, she would regret giving him a dagger.

Sun Maorong left from the main entrance of the Procuratorate, and now his identity is a southern border spy who has surrendered to the court, so it is understandable for them to let him go.

However, it is still necessary to do a full set of acting. After all, Sun Maorong is a meticulous work in southern Xinjiang. Even if he is released, it is impossible to trust him. The Inspectorate sent two deputy imperial envoys to escort him back to the mansion and guard him.

The two Deputy Imperial Envoys were He Xinyuan and He Zhao, so they stayed in the Sun Mansion logically.

Sun Maorong huddled with his family, and the family cried and cried. Of course there would be complaints, but most of them were worries.

Sun Maorong's wife was afraid that something might happen to him, so she guarded him all the time. She knew that Sun Maorong was from Nanjiang, but she didn't know that he was a master from Nanjiang. The man who had shared the bed with her for 30 years had been hiding it all the time. She, but she can't care about hatred or resentment, because Sun Maorong's kindness to her is true, and it's true that they are husband and wife. Since they are a family, when disasters come, they should put aside their previous suspicions and face them together.

Sun Maorong knelt in front of his wife and kept apologizing and repenting, what could he do!

He is content, even if he dies immediately, his life is worth it!

Sun Maorong ate the last dinner with his family, and then he stayed alone in the study for a long time. When he came out again, he said that he wanted to go for a walk in the backyard and not let others follow him. What his son and daughter wanted to say, but He was stopped by his wife.

Mrs. Sun may have understood his intentions, Sun Maorong must go, he will not survive if he stays here.

From Madam Sun's point of view, Sun Maorong wanted to escape, she was willing to fulfill him, and hoped that he would live rather than separate from her, but what she didn't know was that Sun Maorong had long since given up the idea of ​​living, he just wanted to use his own life, In exchange for his family's safety.

Sun Maorong didn't take anything, and left quietly through the back door of the Sun Mansion. In the dark night, he held on tightly to the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and walked quickly on the deserted street.

"call out!"

"what!"

Suddenly a sharp arrow pierced through the wind and pierced Sun Maorong's arm. Although Sun Maorong was not a martial artist, he had practiced boxing and kicking as a young master. Just now he heard the sound of the sharp arrow attacking. Fortunately, he dodged it in time. Otherwise, what this sharp arrow pierced was his heart!

Sun Maorong didn't care about the injury on his arm, he was in a state of extreme panic, while continuing to run forward while observing the surrounding situation, he was afraid that there would be another hidden weapon to take his life.

At this moment, a round of scimitars flew towards him, and it was about to cut his neck. When Sun Maorong couldn't dodge in time, he immediately pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and only heard the sound of sharp blades colliding. There was a crisp sound on the street, and the machete passed Sun Maorong's neck in a thrilling manner, and turned back on the same road.

The owner of the scimitar grasped the handle of the knife in a dark alley in the street, and came up behind Sun Maorong. With a bang, a long gash was cut on Sun Maorong's back, and the cherry red blood instantly stained his gray clothes red .

Sun Maorong turned around immediately, followed by the cold light of the scimitar blade flashing across his eyes, Sun Maorong's eyes widened.

When he was middle-aged, his boxing skills had long been wasted. He had escaped two fatal attacks, but he could not escape the third one.

Just when Sun Maorong thought he was going to die, Shen Sitang flew towards him with a long sword in his hand, and the owner of the scimitar was forced to retreat, barely avoiding the sharp edge of the long sword.

Shen Sitang stood in front of Sun Maorong and said in a low voice, "Stand back."

Sun Maorong's eyes turned hot: "Deputy Envoy Shen, be careful." After speaking, he stepped aside, clutching his arms.

Shen Sitang's long sword was aimed at the black-clothed masked man holding a scimitar. This long sword was taken from the cold armory before going out, so it was very convenient.

The black-clothed masked man's eyes were stern, full of strong killing intent, suddenly the scimitar in his hand came out, and the scimitar flew towards Shen Sitang's face.

Shen Sitang's cultivation has reached the heavenly level, she jumped up, lightly tapped the machete with her toes, and then used her strength to stab the man in black.

The sharp sword pierced through the night wind, and before the man in black could react, the tip of the sword reached his throat. A look of panic flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and the scimitar flew back in time in the next second.

The long sword was resisted and couldn't move forward half a point, but Shen Sitang didn't stop, but stabbed forward with all his strength, the man in black stepped back step by step, suddenly his toes touched the cracks in the bricks, and the machete pushed forward.

The sharp sword in Shen Sitang's hand arched upwards, and she withdrew the sword very quickly, and then the sharp sword swept across, cutting the arm and chest of the man in black.

This sword was as fast as a gust of wind, the man in black couldn't dodge at all, and a long hole exploded in front of him.

Realizing that he was not Shen Sitang's opponent, the man in black glanced at Sun Maorong who was not far away, and rushed to the side suddenly, and the scimitar came out again, attacking Sun Maorong.

"careful!"

Shen Sitang reminded loudly, and ran away at the same time, picking the scimitar away when it was about to pierce Sun Maorong's face.

The scimitar flew back into the hands of the man in black. Shen Sitang was about to fight him, but a sharp arrow came through the air. Shen Sitang grabbed Sun Maorong to avoid it. Pierce straight into the wooden door, which is where Sun Maorong was standing just now.

More than one killer!
The second sharp arrow flew over quickly, and Shen Sitang led Sun Maorong to dodge again, while looking at the roof.

Mu Huaichuan's figure flashed past, and then a man in black was thrown down. That man was carrying a quiver, obviously the one who shot the arrow just now.

Shen Sitang grinned at the man in black holding a scimitar, as if to say: "Coincidentally, we are not alone!" '

Seeing this, the masked man in black stuffed two fingers into his mouth and whistled. Soon Shen Sitang heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, some came from the roof, and some came from the surrounding alleys.

Not long after, Shen Sitang and Sun Maorong were surrounded by a dozen men in black.

Shen Sitang secretly scolded the people of southern Xinjiang for being shameless, what kind of skill is it to bully more and less!
Mu Huaichuan flew down, stood in front of Shen Sitang, and said in a calm tone: "You take Sun Maorong and go first, leave this to me."

Shen Sitang glanced at the large number of masked men in black, and asked in a low voice, "Can you do it?"

Mu Huaichuan glanced at her, and sneered with disdain: "It's not a problem to have a few more."

Hearing that Shen Sitang was not polite to him anymore, he grabbed Sun Maorong and ran away, shouting at the same time: "Then I will leave this place to you!"

Mu Huaichuan only felt a gust of wind pass by, and Shen Sitang ran away with Sun Maorong without a trace. He suddenly felt aggrieved, and looked fiercely at the man in black in front of him.

(End of this chapter)