Back to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty

Chapter 488 We are friends!
"There are assassins!"

Yang Wu, Xu Chu and others let out a low growl and drew their weapons.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

First of all, twenty phantoms flew out!The flying claws in the hands of the twenty assassins shot towards the eaves of the pavilion!
"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

The flying claws clasped all the eaves of the pavilion, and the twenty black-clothed assassins moved extremely quickly. With a leap, they pulled the rope with both hands, flew up out of thin air, and rushed towards Feng Yao at the same time!
Feng Yao's heart trembled, before he had time to think about it, he immediately drew his sword in his hand and prepared to fight.

Yang Feng, who was leading the way, was shocked when he saw this, and shouted: "There are assassins! Be careful! Hurry up..."

But before Yang Feng finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned, his eyes were shocked, as if he was stunned by what he saw, and the second half of the sentence came to an abrupt end.

But seeing countless flashes of cold light, instantly hitting the twenty black-clothed assassins in mid-air, all of them were hit by the cold light in the throat, and their bodies froze. Lah, back into the water.

With the sound of plopping into the water, the splash of water fell back, a lot of foam appeared on the surface of the river, and at the same time, the blood was rolling, and calm was quickly restored.

Except for the twenty flying claws that were still fastened to the eaves of the pavilion and dangling with strings, it seemed that none of this had happened!
"It's a pity that I have twenty flying knives. It's a bit troublesome to take them back now!"

With regret in his eyes, Xia Houbo looked at the assassin's body drifting away with the current, and said to himself.

Yang Feng, who witnessed this moment with his own eyes, only felt a chill on his neck, and he touched his neck involuntarily, his face was still in shock. He remembered that from the time he met Feng Yao to now, he had never been more than five feet away from Xiahoubo. Beyond ten feet! !
If Feng Yao got angry all of a sudden and suddenly turned his face, the throwing knife would never be dodged! !

"Trash! What are you doing to eat! Let an assassin come here!!" Yang Feng cursed at his subordinates.

Feng Yao reinserted the sword into its sheath, heaved a sigh of relief, patted Xia Houbo's hand, gave a thumbs up secretly, and said, "Zihu, I suddenly have a plan, and I will give it to you when I am free." Create a thousand exquisite flying knives!!"

"My lord, please forgive me. I used too much force just now, and my shoulders hurt from throwing the throwing knives. It takes a thousand throwing knives to throw it down. Just use a stretcher to carry me back!" Xia Houbo bitterly He said with a straight face, kneading his shoulders with his hands.

"Ha ha!!……"

Including Feng Yao, all the relatives smiled, and Xu Chu even laughed wantonly.

"Go!" Xia Houbo punched Xu Chu in the stomach in protest.

This punch was not heavy, and to Xu Chu, it was almost like scratching an itch, and the punch made him happier.

Although the attendants were joking, they quickly occupied important positions and were vigilant about their surroundings.

In front, after Yang Feng scolded his subordinates, he ran over with an apologetic face.

Generals Yang Wu, Zhao Yun, Xu Chu, and Xia Houbo looked at each other, each stopped their smiles, took a step back, stood beside Feng Yao, and looked at Yang Feng coldly.

"General Feng, I'm sorry, I didn't expect an assassin to be so daring in broad daylight. Fortunately, your subordinates have extraordinary skills and saved the day!" Yang Feng clasped his fists and looked at Xia Houbo behind Feng Yao from time to time while talking, his eyes were quite For fear.

Feng Yao smiled, clasped his fists in return, and said, "It's just a trivial matter, I don't take it seriously, it's just that this happened to Yang Cheqi, I'm really worried about Yang Cheqi's safety!"

Having said that, he began to despise Yang Fenglai in his heart. Feng Yao had guessed a lot about the assassin just now, and it must have been arranged by Yang Feng a long time ago!Otherwise, the assassin would never be able to penetrate into the heavily guarded chariot general's barracks without discovering anything!
However, since this kind of thing happened, Feng Yao didn't intend to let Yang Feng sleep peacefully in the future. He made a plan and immediately smiled, but this smile looked a little scary to Yang Feng.

"Yang Cheqi, this is one of my personal commanders. Not only is he good at flying knives, but his lightness kung fu is unparalleled in the world. The enemy camp with thousands of troops can come and go as soon as it is said, and take the enemy up. Taking the head is as easy as picking something out of a bag, but under normal circumstances, I don't need to do it!" Feng Yao laughed.

Hearing this, Yang Feng trembled with fright, and couldn't help imagining in his mind what might happen on a certain windy and dark night, and the look he was looking at Xia Houbo at this time was not just fear, but fear .

Seeing Yang Feng's expression, Feng Yao took a step forward, patted Yang Feng's shoulder comfortingly, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, you and I are friends, so you don't have to worry about such a thing happening! Right!"

Yang Feng nodded anxiously, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes! We are friends!" But he was shocked in his heart and said: "My God, fortunately, I didn't intend to offend Feng Yao. It will be over in a while. Send him the one hundred good horses as quickly as possible, by the way, not only the horses, I also have to match one hundred sets of good saddles!"

……

When he came out of Yang Feng's residence, Feng Yao felt relaxed.

The purpose of this trip was basically achieved. Yang Feng expressed his willingness to cooperate with Feng Yao and support Feng Yao in court.

Of course, in order to make Yang Feng feel more at ease, Feng Yao took out half of the property he had prepared in advance and gave it to Yang Feng. As a reward, Yang Feng declined several times and accepted it happily, and his attitude towards Feng Yao was a little better. .

When he passed the small bridge again on the return journey, Yang Feng had already ordered people to salvage the corpses of the assassins, took out the throwing knife, and respectfully returned it to Xia Houbo.

"Master, are we going to Fuwan next?" Yang Wu asked.

"Well, but I want to do one more thing before this! I want to find Xu Huang! Yang Wu, go talk to the soldiers guarding the gate and see if you can't invite Xu Huang out!" Feng Yao said.

Yang Wu went as ordered, and after giving some money to those soldiers, he immediately gained their favor, quickly found out the news, and another soldier volunteered to come to Feng Yao with Yang Wu.

"General Feng, it's my turn to change guards and rest. I'm quite familiar with General Xu Huang, so I'll take you to meet him!" The soldier clasped his fists at Feng Yao.

"Master, Xu Huang is not in the camp now, but went to a nearby inn to drink!" Yang Wu reported.

Feng Yaoxin nodded happily, it was more convenient not to be in the camp, and it would not arouse Yang Feng's awareness.

The soldier was leading the way, and within a short while, he came to a very ordinary inn. There was only one floor, and it didn't look very big. The people who went in were ordinary people, and it belonged to that kind of low-end civilian inn!
"This is it. General Xu usually only comes to this inn to drink. He is in a bad mood today, so I won't accompany you in, general. Let's leave!" The soldier clasped his fists and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, this is your reward!" Feng Yao took a silver ingot from his pocket, stepped forward and stuffed it into the hands of the soldiers leading the way, beckoning him to accept it.

The soldiers leading the way were overjoyed, clasped their fists again, thanked each other, and then left happily.

The arrival of Feng Yao and other soldiers made some people who were about to enter and exit the inn a little panicked. Most of them took this step and turned around to leave. A few bold ones also avoided them from a distance, not daring to look more, and just walked in and out.

"What's your order, General?" the waiter at the inn rushed out, bowing and bowing.

(End of this chapter)