Chapter 571
At the moment when Yu Wenzheng was concentrating on healing Jian Yunling, outside the house where they lived, there were noisy footsteps and chaotic figures. Soldiers with spears in their fingers walked across the street in an orderly manner, heading towards an abandoned residential house on the edge of the town.

Under the starry sky of the long night, torches lit up in the silent town, surrounding the dilapidated dwelling in an airtight manner.

Yang Yong stood in front of the house, with his saber slanted across his shoulders, his sharp eyes fixed on the decayed and blackened gate, like an eagle hunting, preventing his prey from having the slightest chance of escaping.

The chaotic street has returned to calm, the house is pitch black, there is no sound, Yang Yong's hand has been raised in the air, just waiting to fall.

Suddenly, there was an extremely light, almost inaudible sound of tiles colliding.

Yang Yong's eyes suddenly turned cold, his big hands dropped, and the soldiers behind him broke into the door in an instant, while the figure who was hanging half of his body and was climbing up the roof was startled by the sound of the door breaking and fell down, lying on his back. Rolling around in the yard, screaming "Ouch, Ouch." from time to time.

Two soldiers stepped forward to restrain the man, while the other soldiers rushed all the way into the dark room.

As soon as the door was opened, a sharp wind sounded across the air, and all the torches were extinguished in response.

The soldiers all clenched their weapons tightly, and cautiously explored their steps in the dark to find
"what--"

A scream sounded without warning, and then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the heavy breathing sounded like lingering breath in the dead silent room.

"He..." The man who called out seemed to have his throat cut open, and his voice was hoarse and depressing, ambiguous.But he only uttered the last word, and then lost his voice.

Everyone's heart is tight.

Such a cruel method, such a silent speed, what kind of top killer is there in this room?
But at this moment, I am afraid that he is standing in the dark, waiting to take their lives at any time.

"All withdraw!"

Yang Yong did not enter the house, but after a dozen soldiers went in, they did not come out for a long time. After a while, there was such a heart-piercing cry. His keen instinct told him that the people in that room must be very Ordinary people, almost immediately, he ordered the withdrawal.

However, just as all the soldiers retreated vigilantly, several similar screams sounded again, and people continued to fall.

The hearts of the other soldiers sank to the bottom of the valley, but they did not become confused because of this. On the contrary, they quickly found the person closest to them, and went out in groups of two and two guarding each other.

Hearing the continuous movement in the room, Yang Yong was impatient but also knew not to rush forward.

Seeing that the rest of the soldiers had already retreated from the door, and some of them even stepped out of the door with one foot, suddenly, several white lights flashed in the darkness behind them, and immediately after, all the portraits were immobilized In general, the eyes are round and the body is frozen.

Yang Yong secretly thought that it was not good, and rushed up, but the stiff soldiers had already fallen down one after another.

And on their necks, a streak of blood slowly appeared, and the blood kept gushing out, forming a pool of blood under them, swallowing their lives.

"Who! Come out!" Taking the lives of more than a dozen people at the same time, the martial arts of this person must be higher than his, but at this moment, only he and two other soldiers are left in the small courtyard.

He is a general and must protect them.

(End of this chapter)

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