Chapter 520 Young Master

More than twenty members of the White Lotus cult fled in confusion through the winding alleys, barely resisting the pursuit and interception of the Wude Guards' cavalry and soldiers.

These members of the White Lotus Sect are affiliated with Guangmu Dharma Protector's private army. They arrived in Luzhou City just yesterday and came specifically to assist the Luzhou branch in snatching auspiciousness.

They were originally stationed in a private house in the west of the city, waiting for the Luzhou sub-ruler to snatch Xiangrui and send a signal, and then cover them to escape from the city gate. Unexpectedly, after waiting all night for a signal, I heard several explosions coming from the city.

Immediately afterwards, Wude Wei Tiqi led a large number of officers and soldiers to the door.

The opponent has a large number of people and has been prepared for it.

The White Lotus sect hurriedly fought, and more than a dozen of their brothers died in the fight. They had no choice but to escape from the stronghold and rely on the terrain in the alleys to deal with the Wu Dewei.

"Damn it!"

A young man with a feminine face who was quietly guarded by everyone in the center of the team said angrily: "Song Jie, this bunch of useless losers who have failed to achieve anything but have failed to do anything, what have they done!? If I catch him, I must chop him into pieces." pig!"

This feminine young man is the legitimate son of Guangmu Dharma Protector, named Gong Yanghan.

In the hearts of this group of fanatical White Lotus followers, it is an object that needs to be defended with their lives.

And that's exactly what they did.

Zheng——

The airtight rain of crossbow arrows came from a distance.

A bald man holding four steel knives and with black patterns tattooed all over his body took the initiative to stop behind the team and vigorously danced the blades against the rain of arrows.

Four rapidly dancing steel knives shone brightly in the moonlight,

The blade of the blade drove the wind, picking up the dust on the ground and condensing it into a vague ball.

The incoming crossbow arrows were pulled by the wind, sucked towards the ball, and hit the blade.

With a pleasant tinkling sound, all the crossbow arrows were smashed into pieces, and the arrow clusters and broken wood were scattered on the ground.

"Hoo, ho..."

The bald man slowly lowered his arms, his eyes red, "Let's go!"

He roared angrily at his comrades behind him without looking back. The jaws of his slightly trembling palms were already bursting open, dripping with blood.

"snort."

The middle-aged Tiqi with a beard who was riding on a horse saw the scene in front of him and sneered, waved his palm forward and said, "Fire the arrow."

Another rain of arrows came, and the bald man chopped down more than twenty arrows. Finally, he retreated with all his strength. Four steel knives clinked to the ground.

His body covered with black tattoos was pierced by arrows and turned into a gourd.

His sacrifice only slightly delayed the horses of the Tiqi. The rising fireworks around them have attracted more and more officers and soldiers to surround here.

The Tiqi can even hang far behind with nothing to do, using only crossbows to consume the enemy's physical strength.

After all, it is only a matter of time before these White Lotus followers are caught...

"Little Lord--"

A shrill scream came from a distance, and the White Lotus Cult members and Wude Wei Tiqi looked up.

I saw several people in black robes, stepping on the tiles of the house, running towards this direction.

The leader was none other than Song Jie, the helmsman of the Luzhou branch of the White Lotus Sect.

"Little Lord?"

Bearded and bearded Tiqi raised his eyebrows. He could be called "Young Master" in the White Lotus Sect.

Either the Holy Son, or the son of a protector or commander,

Luzhou falls under the jurisdiction of Guangmu Law Protector, so the young master the other party mentioned should be his legitimate son...

"Okay! I caught a big fish."

A flash of light flashed in Tiqi's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he led the team to accelerate forward.

The pressure on the White Lotus cult members who were being pursued increased sharply.

He cursed loudly in his heart, wishing to tear Song Jie into pieces.

Gong Yanghan's face turned blue and purple after his identity was revealed, and his whitened palms clenched into fists, making a clicking sound.

"Young Master! The veteran's rescue came too late, I will not give up even if I die!"

Song Jie and his men stepped on the bricks and tiles of the house and ran along the roof.

While dodging the Tiqi arrows, he still had enough energy to shout to the White Lotus followers below: "Young Master, Young Master, are you there, Young Master?

If you hear me please say something back. If you hear me please say something back. "

The feminine young man almost spit out a mouthful of blood. If you don't speak, will you die? Are you shouting so loudly that you are in a hurry to hold a funeral for me?

He remained silent,

However, on the rooftop, Song Jie refused to give up, "Young Master, why don't you speak? Young Master? Is someone holding you hostage?"

Song Jie paused and whispered: "Huh? I seem to have made a mistake? The young master is not inside?"

right! You read it wrong! Get out of here!

Gong Yanghan thought silently in his heart, if the situation was not suitable at the moment, he would have wanted to take action personally and kill Song Jie.

"Wait! I saw it!"

Song Jie shouted excitedly: "The one wearing the white robe is the young master!"

? ? ?

An indescribable expression appeared on Gong Yanghan's face, and the Tiqiu who were chasing after him became even more excited. Another denser burst of arrows struck towards the center of the White Lotus cult.

Gong Yanghan had already killed Song Jie thousands of times in his heart, but finally he quickly took off his white robe and threw it to the subordinate next to him, so that he could put on the white robe.

"Eh?"

Song Jie, who was still running wildly on the roof, was slightly startled, squinted his eyes and observed for a while, and shouted again: "The one with the fairest skin is the young master!"

you!

Gong Yanghan felt his throat tightening, his eyes red, and the hatred in his eyes almost welled up.

"Little Lord..."

The old man beside him silently took out a handful of black ash from his arms. Gong Yanghan gritted his teeth and smeared the black ash on his face.

Quietly, he changed positions with his subordinates, placing himself at the front of the team.

"The one without a beard is the young master!"

Gong Yanghan glued on a fake beard handed to him by his subordinate.

"The one who is 1.6 meters tall is the young master!"

Several believers who knew the bone-shrinking skill next to Gong Yanghan twisted their bones to adjust their height to be consistent with Gong Yanghan's.

Song Jie kept shouting loudly,

The riders on their horses shortened the distance between them and the White Lotus cultists at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If this continues, sooner or later he will be caught up.

The White Lotus Sect members were heartbroken. If they were facing ordinary officers and soldiers, they might be able to take the people in the houses on both sides of the street hostage at this time.

I hope the other party can use the anti-rat weapon to give them some breathing space.

However, the one pursuing now is Wude Wei Tiqi. No matter how many people in Luzhou die, they will not negotiate and mediate with the White Lotus Sect.

Swipe and pull——

There was the sound of chains dragging on the bluestone road ahead.

The White Lotus sect members were shocked to find that there were heavy black chains hanging in the air on the three roads ahead.

There are densely packed yellow paper talismans attached to the chain.

Tiqi and officers and soldiers carrying torches appeared on the streets in four directions, completely surrounding Bai Lian and everyone.

Could it be that he is going to die here today...

A feeling of despair arose in Gong Yanghan's heart, and his soft and handsome face was ferocious and twisted, like a ferocious beast forced to a desperate end.

"Fire the arrow!"

Bearded Hu Tiqi shouted, and dense crossbow arrows fell from all directions.

"Let's see who dares to harm my young master!"

Song Jie shouted loudly, smashed the roof tiles with his foot, fell downstairs, and slapped eight doors away with one palm, causing the wooden doors to fly out, barely blocking most of the arrows in the air.

"My subordinate's rescue is too late!"

Song Jie shouted to Gong Yanghan outside the door with a loyal look on his face: "Young Master, come in quickly! There is a secret passage leading underground!"