In the martial arts world, I founded a mysterious organization

Su Yu knew that Zhang Liang was speaking from the bottom of his heart at this time. So he spoke.

"Things are not hopeless, you don't have to worry, everything will be settled after that Master Fusu comes."

Xunzi and the others looked at each other after hearing this, and thought to themselves that with this great god around, even if Fusu really wanted to make trouble, Su Zi would not sit idly by.

Fusu's convoy had already arrived more than 150 miles away from Sanghai. The convoy was divided into two parts. The front part was the vanguard convoy composed of Zhao Gao and Li Si, in order to avoid assassins. Fusu's convoy was about dozens of miles away from the convoy of the two. He was protected by the Yin-Yang School disciples led by Xiao Ling and Xiao Yi, and of course there were nearly a thousand shadow guards.

"General Manager Zhao, why didn't your Luowang's six sword slaves come to Sanghai this time?" In the front team, Li Si asked Zhao Gao in the carriage next door.

"Oh? It's rare that Lord Li cares so much about these servants. Unfortunately, according to Luowang's intelligence, the remnants of the Mohist School and the anti-Qin alliance appeared in Chu. I asked them to investigate." Zhao Gao said slowly.

"So that's the case. Thank you for your efforts, General Manager Zhao. I believe that we can definitely catch these remnants this time." Li Si said. However, he did have a secret suspicion in his heart. He didn't believe that Zhao Gao would care so much about these remnants of the Mohist School, but he had no good reason to refute it for a while.

In the carriage, Zhao Gao's eyes were cold and his mouth was slightly raised, as if something happy was about to happen.

As the sky gradually darkened, a shadow guard captain came to Fusu's carriage and knelt down.

"Sir, it's dark. We are still more than a hundred miles away from Sanghai. May I ask if we should travel overnight or rest here for a night?"

Fusu put away the scroll in his hand and then walked out.

"More than a hundred miles? Even if we continue on our way, it will be dark when we reach Sanghai. It is not in accordance with etiquette to visit the Confucianists at night. Brothers, you have worked hard. Let's set up camp here tonight and send someone to catch up with the front team to inform Zhao Gao and others." Fusu said.

"Yes." The captain immediately accepted the order.

They often camped in the wild along the way. After receiving the order, everyone divided the work in an orderly manner and performed their duties. Some set up tents and made fires, some patrolled and guarded, and Xiaoling and other Yin-Yang family members protected Fusu at all times.

"Xiaoling." Fusu shouted.

"Sir." Xiaoling bowed hurriedly.

"You don't have to be so nervous, relax a little, you have worked hard along the way, and I will ask my father for credit for you after the matter is completed." Fusu smiled.

"Thank you, sir, I am not tired." Xiaoling said seriously.

Fusu was helpless and just shook his head.

There were dense forests on both sides of the road. The team was stationed on the roadside. Dozens of bonfires had been lit. The fragrance from the pot on the bonfire made the soldiers standing guard a little absent-minded.

Fusu was in the tent at this time, reading a book by candlelight. Speaking of this book, it was annotated by Xunzi himself. Fusu actually had a good impression of Confucianism. He naturally knew the purpose of Ying Zheng sending him this time. He didn't want to confront the other party unless it was absolutely necessary, because this would put him in a dilemma.

The moonlight was hazy and the surroundings were silent. Xiao Ling and Xiao Yi, who had been outside the tent, gradually felt weird. The two looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

There was a forest around here. It was the time when the bird pets were active in the middle of the night, but there was no movement around until now. As the breeze blew, a murderous atmosphere suddenly came.

"Clang..." Xiao Ling suddenly drew his sword.

The surrounding soldiers were also startled when they saw this, and all looked at Xiao Ling.

"Xiao Ling, what are you doing?" The captain of the shadow guard said hurriedly.

"Don't you think there's anything wrong?" Xiao Ling asked back.

"Hmm?" The captain was stunned for a moment.

"It's too quiet around here. This is the wild. It's impossible that there's not even a sound of insects or birds." At this time, Xiao Yi came up and said.

The captain was not stupid. He immediately understood what the two meant and turned around.

"Everyone, strengthen vigilance. You, take some people with torches to check the surrounding woods for me." The captain hurriedly ordered the soldiers.

"What happened?" Fusu's voice came from the tent.

"I'm sorry, sir, there are some things going on here. Please don't come out. Let's find out later." Xiao Ling said hurriedly.

"Hmm." Fusu responded.

An incense stick of time passed, and everyone held weapons tightly outside Fusu's tent.

"What's going on?" Someone noticed something was wrong. The person who had just gone to the dense forest with a torch had not made any movement, and even the shadow of the torch could not be seen.

"Not good, there must be someone around." Xiao Ling shouted.

"Hehe..." Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, strange laughter came from all around.

"There are assassins." The captain quickly drew out his knife and shouted.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

Suddenly, there were screams all around. Hundreds of black shadows were coming from all directions, and many soldiers were killed before they could react.

"Damn it, you protect the young master." The shadow guard captain said hurriedly, and then took the shadow guard masters around him to snipe the assassin.

The fighting was fierce. Although the number of the other side was only a few hundred, far less than the number of people around Fusu, these people were well-trained and highly skilled in martial arts, and it was difficult for these ordinary soldiers to resist.

"Sister, you guard." Xiao Ling said anxiously, and then rushed out.

"Sister...?" The surrounding Yin-Yang disciples looked at Xiao Yi in confusion.

"What are you looking at? We are all from the same sect, what's wrong with calling me sister?" Xiaoyi rolled her eyes at everyone, but the joy in her eyes betrayed her inner excitement at the moment.

With Xiaoling's joining, the black-clad assassins were instantly defeated, and more than a dozen people were quickly killed.

At this moment, several figures flew over in the sky like owls. These people were also in black and masked. They were ruthless and took people's lives with every move. The surrounding soldiers fell one after another.

"Who are you? How dare you assassinate the prince of the empire? Aren't you afraid of being killed by the nine clans?" Xiaoling scolded. These people were too strong, and he felt that he might not be a match even if he fought alone.

"Nine clans? Little brother, why don't you add one, how about ten clans, hahahaha." A masked man laughed, and it sounded like a woman.

"Hehe, I'll take care of this little brother, sister, don't fight with me later." Another masked woman also laughed.

"Stop playing around, kill Fusu quickly, the movement here will soon make Li Si react." At this time, a masked man who looked like the leader said.

As soon as these words were spoken, all the black-clothed assassins attacked more fiercely, and the few black-clothed men who had just appeared also rushed towards Xiao Ling together.

"Dang..."

Xiao Ling barely blocked the attack of one of them and retreated a distance by inertia.

"Oh, you have some tricks, but it's a pity that you are not good enough." One person laughed.

Xiao Ling looked back at Xiao Yi behind him and saw that she was looking at him with a worried face. His heart suddenly warmed up, and then he hurriedly shouted.

"Xiao Yi, you take the young master away first, and the others follow me to hold them back."

"Kill." Xiao Ling rushed up again, and the Yin-Yang family disciples and soldiers behind him also understood that Fusu must not be in trouble no matter what, and they all cheered up and fought hard with the black-clothed assassins.

"Don't overestimate your ability." The leader of the black-clothed men said coldly.

"Heh..." With a cold laugh from him. The other people jumped to his side, and a strong murderous aura emanated from them.

Xiao Ling and hundreds of others were like facing a demon when facing only six people. Some soldiers with weak minds fainted under this murderous aura.

"Damn, who are these people?" Xiao Ling hated secretly. These people were too strong and he had no chance of winning.

Xiao Yi was also fighting with the assassins at this time. Fusu was protected by several disciples of the Yin-Yang School. His face was calm, but there was a trace of doubt in his eyebrows. How could an assassin suddenly appear at this time, and he was so powerful.

"Die." The leader said.

Then the surrounding people moved very quickly, and instantly passed Xiao Ling and went straight to Fusu.

"Stop..." Xiao Ling was horrified and shouted loudly.

"Bang bang..."

Suddenly, with a few muffled sounds, the people who had just rushed towards Fusu retreated.

Six people appeared in front of Fusu at some point. They were dressed in white robes and mysterious masks. The white robes glowed faintly under the moonlight, showing that they were not ordinary people.

"Why are you still standing there? Take Fusu away first." A woman dressed in women's clothing said to Xiao Ling.

"Ah... yes." Xiao Ling responded and hurriedly responded. Then she ran to Fusu and Xiao Yi.

"Sir, let's go."

"Thank you." Fusu bowed to the mysterious white-clothed people, and then was pulled onto the horse by Xiao Ling, and then dozens of horses left the camp.

The assassins on the opposite side obviously knew how powerful the people were, and did not chase the fleeing Fusu and his men.

The remaining assassins came behind the six people, and the two sides immediately confronted each other.

"Please do me a favor, everyone." The leader of the black-clothed assassins bowed to the white-clothed people and said.

"Oh? The famous Luowang also has times to ask for help?" The white-clothed woman said at this time.

"Haha, sister, didn't you see how arrogant they were just now? Now they are begging us." Another woman laughed.

"Huh? Who are you?" Seeing that his identity was exposed, the leader's face suddenly changed.

"You don't think we are here to save Fusu, do you?"

"If not, then get out of the way. Luowang will definitely remember your kindness after the matter is done." After hearing this, the leader's face softened a little and said.

"Shua..."

Suddenly, one of the white-clothed people waved his sword, and a sword energy broke through the air.

The leader of the black-clothed people barely dodged it.

"Ahhh..."

But the black-clothed assassins behind him did not dodge, and several people died immediately.

"It seems that you are coming for us." The black-clothed people finally realized that the other party's target was him and others. "

"Luowang, Six Sword Slaves, your time is up today, die." The woman who spoke first finished speaking and rushed out first.