The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Cen Lan also saw it. Unlike Bai Wu, he saw these people in front of him, but there was a flash of joy in his eyes.

He shouted directly at the group of people, "Fan Yilin, Fang Chongjun, please help Mr. stop the person behind him. He wants to be detrimental to Master Shao. I'm going to report."

As soon as Fan Yilin and the others turned their heads, they saw a horse galloping towards them quickly.

Everyone was quick-witted and quick-witted. Without saying a word, they jumped, rolled, and ran, all stepping aside to block Cen Lan's way.

As soon as Cen Lan passed, Fan Yilin and others also recalled what he had just said, and immediately said loudly, "Don't worry, sir, leave it to us here."

After all, these people ignored the argument just now and stopped Bai Wu in unison. Some people even took stick weapons from the side and stood in front of him, trying to stop him.

Bai Wu's face changed drastically, he couldn't disregard the safety of these students and step over directly on horseback.

Concerned, Bai Wu's speed slowed down.

He had no choice but to grab the bow and arrow again, ignoring the movements of the students who wanted to pull him down, and took the bow and arrow and aimed it at Cen Lan's back.

Cen Lan snorted coldly, just happened to see Zhao Jing beside him, and reached out to him without saying a word, "Zhao Jing, come up quickly."

Zhao Jing was originally in another shop. When he came out, he was about to walk towards Fan Yilin and the others when he saw such a scene.

When Cen Lan stretched out his hand to him, Zhao Jing handed it over almost subconsciously, and then he was pulled on the horse's back by Cen Lan and blocked behind him.

Seeing this, Bai Wu quickly suppressed the bow and arrow that he was about to shoot.

He can no longer shoot the horse, otherwise he will hurt the people on the street if he loses control. But he couldn't shoot at Cen Lan either, Zhao Jing was sitting behind him at the moment.

Bai Wu was a little helpless, so he could only explain to Fan Yilin and others first.

Over there, Cen Lan secretly exhaled a sigh of relief, turned a corner at a faster speed, turned the direction and headed towards the city gate again.

Sitting behind him, Zhao Jing asked curiously, "Mr. Cen, what happened? Who is that person, and why are we chasing you? Where are we going now?"

"That person is Lord Shao's enemy. The purpose of sneaking into Jingping County this time is to be detrimental to Lord Shao. I have to go to the county office as soon as possible to report to the Lord."

Zhao Jing thought thoughtfully, "Really? But this is not the way to go to the county office."

"Master Shao is not in the city. You should have guessed it when you visited Cai Yue these days."

Zhao Jingjing nodded, "It seems so."

Cen Lan rode on a horse and was about to reach the gate of the city, but Bai Wu, who was behind him, did not catch up.

Therefore, Zhao Jing is useless.

Cen Lan narrowed his eyes, just about to reach out and throw Zhao Jing down.

However, the next moment, his neck suddenly hurt, and blood suddenly came out, making him tense suddenly.

Cen Lan turned his head slightly in disbelief, and met Zhao Jing's nervous and panicked eyes.

However, although he was flustered, he still pulled out the hairpin inserted into his neck without hesitation, and stabbed it again.

One, two, three.

Cen Lan opened his mouth, only spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

With a dagger in his hand, he wanted to turn back and give Zhao Jing a knife, but he couldn't do it in this position and directly kill him. But he still tried his last strength and stabbed his thigh fiercely.

Zhao Jing let out a pained cry, and the hairpin in his hand also fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Cen Lan finally died after several times of ruthless assassinations.