Mo Shoucheng and Yun Batian took action.
Together with Li Deming, they are three top-notch masters.
The little boy was no match for them. He was immediately beaten into confusion and retreated steadily.
The purpose of the three people was not to kill him, but to capture him alive. They did not intend to kill him.
Therefore, they did not kill him.
Just when the little boy could no longer hold on, he suddenly asked for help.
Those standing in the team did not move.
However, the coffin carried by those in the middle of the team made bursts of "bang bang" sounds.
There was an endless stream.
The lid of the coffin suddenly shot up.
When they fell back into place, red shadows flew out from the coffin.
Three figures landed next to the little boy.
The three weapons were directed at Mo Shoucheng and the others.
The three people who rushed out of the coffin were all first-rate masters.
They quickly replaced the little boy.
One person faced off against the other, and the three of them were inseparable from Mo Shoucheng.
At this moment, the little boy held the mallet in his hand and suddenly looked in the direction of Duan Wenjun.
"Captain Lou, please take Mr. Duan back to the inn and meet him!" Zheng Zheshi's voice rang not far away.
The next moment, his long sword had been unsheathed and he was fighting with the little boy.
Zheng Zheshi, on the surface, was the coachman of Prince Rui's Mansion, but Duan Wenjun knew that he was a very powerful guard around Chai Jingyun.
Moreover, his martial arts are even higher than Mo Shoucheng and the others.
At this moment, the situation on the field also proves this point.
Mo Shoucheng said that with his back, he might not be a match for that little boy.
However, at this moment, Zheng Zheshi was fighting with him, but they were evenly matched.
Moreover, there is a faint tendency to gain some upper hand.
"Master Duan, let's go back to the inn first!" Lou Loulou's voice followed.
"Everyone, be careful, don't get too hung up on fighting, go back to the inn!" Zheng Zheshi's words rang out again.
Duan Wenjun nodded and hurriedly followed Lou Loulou towards Miyue Inn.
Those who join the battle group here are all top-notch experts.
Even a master like Lou Loulou can't make any difference, and a little scum like himself can only be a burden.
The little boy just roared, and three masters came out of the coffin.
There are four coffins in total. Who can guarantee that there will be a master inside?
If another master appeared and targeted him again, he and Lou Loulou would definitely be no match.
What's more, there are dozens of people in the team who have not taken action, and the situation is not optimistic.
The most terrible thing is that if the two of them encounter danger and distract others, it will be even worse.
Duan Wenjun has always been a self-aware person.
Most of the night, Lou Loulou and his people were keeping vigil.
Therefore, he has explored all the surrounding terrain.
At this moment, he protected Duan Wenjun as he trotted away towards Miyue Inn.
At this moment, the Yinqin team, which was still standing there motionless, suddenly started to move forward quickly.
They were almost following Duan Wenjun and the others.
The thick fog in Fenglingdu seemed to be getting thicker now.
Duan Wenjun couldn't see the team chasing behind them.
However, he could hear the familiar rustling sound.
The people in the team walked without making any sound.
However, when they walked, their robes made a sound as they rubbed against each other.
Just now, Duan Wenjun was hiding behind the low wall.
Separated by a wall, I could hear it very clearly.
He knew that the team that sent the bride away was following them.
The door of the inn is already open.
Zhao Xiaowu had already rushed out with his people.
Behind, there were the guards from Duanjiabao and the border troops brought by Lou Loulou.
Seeing Lou Loulou come back protecting Duan Wenjun, everyone hurriedly welcomed them in.
Within a moment, the team was chasing after them.
However, the people carrying the coffin in the middle of the team did not move.
The four people walking in front holding soul-calling flags, and the last four sturdy men carrying giant drums, immediately launched an attack.
The eyes of the four big men have turned red.
With a muffled roar from them, the giant drum they were carrying flew up and hit the courtyard wall of Miyue Inn.
There was a loud "bang" sound.
The giant drum hit the courtyard gate.
With a "boom", the courtyard wall and the courtyard door collapsed.
The two guards standing behind were immediately knocked upside down and flew several meters away.
The figures of four sturdy men followed closely into the courtyard.
"Mr. Duan, please bring the second son into the lobby!" Lou Loulou shouted loudly, and then he and Zhao Xiaowu went up with the guards.
Duan Wenjun protected Chai Jingyun and returned to the lobby.
At this moment, only Guan Xing and Lin Jingyun were left here, as well as Cuiping and Duan Xiaoxing hiding in the attic.
Duan Wenjun already held the hand crossbow tightly in his hand.
The hand crossbow can only fire three arrows in a row, and then it takes time to reload.
However, as the most critical thing to save life now, Duan Wenjun made some modifications to the arrows.
That is, the tips of the three arrows were coated with poison.
Although this kind of poison does not seal the throat at the sight of blood, it can make a person's whole body numb and lose their fighting ability in a moment.
The refining of poison was taught by Yuan Gungun to Duan Wenjun, and he personally helped to refine it.
After refining, he personally helped Duan Wenjun apply it on the tip of the crossbow arrow.
Most importantly, he was worried that Duan Wenjun would accidentally shoot him or accidentally scratch him, so he prepared an antidote.
It was also at this moment that Duan Wenjun discovered a very difficult problem.
Because, he found that in the shadow of the window in the lobby, a small figure came out.
Unexpectedly, it was the little boy who had just fought with Zheng Zheshi.
However, at this moment, Zheng Zheshi did not follow him. He did not know whether he was entangled by others or injured by him.
"Are you Duan Wenjun?" the little boy's duck-like voice rang out, "If you kill Chai Jingyun, I can spare your life!"
However, Duan Wenjun answered him by pulling the trigger of the hand crossbow.
The little boy seemed not to have expected that Duan Wenjun would take action.
Moreover, he also fully embodied many of the most classic plots in TV series.
People who talk too much nonsense tend to die quickly.
When he reacted, Duan Wenjun's three crossbow arrows were all shot at him.
However, it is not a vital part.
"How dare you plot against me? I will make you unable to live or die." The little boy sneered and walked towards Duan Wenjun.
The drumstick in his hand scraped across the ground, making a harsh friction sound.
However, the little boy immediately noticed something was wrong.
He seemed to find that the drumstick in his hand was getting heavier and heavier.
The strength in his body was constantly passing away.
"Don't hurt my young master!" A voice shouted, and a black shadow rushed toward the little boy on the stairs.
The next moment, a dark kitchen knife fell on his head.
In an instant, his head was cut in half.
The little boy fell down with deep unwillingness.
Looking at the fallen body in front of him, Duan Wenjun couldn't help but be stunned.
Sure enough, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives...
