The burly man was rendered speechless by Huang Zunsu's words. His face turned green and white as he said angrily,"Damn it, I'm just a boor. I can't beat you scholars. Who cares whose orders I take? Hand over your life!”
Just as he finished cursing, the burly man's right hand shook and the cowhide whip whipped toward Huang Zunsu's face. At the same time, the seven people beside the burly man also pulled out their sabers.
Huang Zunsu stood proudly at the front of the car and looked at the eight people with disdain. There was no fear in his eyes.
Damn, Huang Zunsu? Wasn't this the representative of the Donglin Party? His bones were extremely hard, and his integrity was even more so. Most importantly, he had a few good sons. It didn't matter if she didn't know him, but if she didn't know his son, then she should go back and study for a few more years.
Because his son's name was Huang Zongxi.
"Swish…"
A stone flew out, and with a dull thud, the burly man who had used the whip fell off his horse. The remaining seven immediately shouted angrily,"Who dares to stop the East Chamber from capturing people? Are you trying to rebel?"
In the octagonal pavilion, Daoist Mu Sang sneered. When he turned around and saw Bai Ziyang's disgusted expression, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.
The remaining seven barbarians turned around and looked around. When they saw a young man in his twenties reading a book in the octagonal pavilion and a sloppy Taoist, they immediately ignored him and cursed,"Little bastard, how dare you stop the East Military Hall from arresting people? I think you're tired of living!"
Hearing the curse, Bai Ziyang put down the divine art he was reading halfway and pointed at himself speechlessly. It was as if he was asking,"Are you guys talking about me?"
"Good boy, still pretending to be stupid! You're courting death, you can't blame others! Kill this traitor for me, and I will reward you with a hundred taels of silver and promote you to a hundred households of the Imperial Secret Service!”
The burly man who had been knocked down by Daoist Mu Sang glared at Bai Ziyang with hatred and gritted his teeth.
Originally, they were extremely angry. Now that they were stimulated by the promotion and silver, those East Chamber foreigners roared angrily and rushed forward.
Bai Ziyang felt Dou Er's feelings when he saw the lackey charging at him with a murderous look on his face.
Bai Ziyang stood up and put away his [Hundred Transformations]. He quickly explained,""Everyone, it was this old Daoist who did it just now. It has nothing to do with me.”
As he spoke, he pointed at Daoist Mu Sang, who was on the other side, while he put on an innocent expression. Everyone looked in Bai Ziyang's direction. Bai Ziyang also glanced at him. It was fine if he didn't look at him, but once he did, he almost died of anger.
At this moment, Mu Sang was pretending to be asleep. His snoring was as fake as it could be, but these stupid lackeys really believed him.
The exuberant fire burned again, and with a clang, he drew the long saber at his waist.
A barbarian from the East Chamber slashed at him with a long saber. Bai Ziyang dodged to the side, but a strand of hair fell from his head. He rolled to the side, feeling a lingering fear in his heart.
If he had reacted a little slower, he would have been beheaded.
Before he could think further, he swung his saber and attacked. In his panic, Bai Ziyang casually picked up the fine steel chessboard on the table and blocked it!
“呯!!!”
"Phew!" He had just managed to escape another calamity when he was kicked in the back. He groaned in anger and kicked the ground without caring about anything else. He quickly crawled a few meters. When he heard the sound of the broadsword falling to the ground behind him, he felt a chill down his spine.
As the saying goes, there are great opportunities between life and death. He had narrowly escaped death several times, but he had not seen the old undying save him. Seeing that Mu Sang wanted to kill him with a borrowed knife, Bai Ziyang's mind raced...
Half of the [Hundred Divine Transformations] responded to Bai Ziyang's mind, and the silver blade light slowed down significantly in Bai Ziyang's eyes. He dodged and threw another punch.
Bai Ziyang, who was surrounded by seven people, walked faster and faster. Daoist Mu Sang, who was pretending to be asleep, widened his eyes and could no longer pretend.
The scholar had used the Divine Changes. Mu Sang's original intention was to test Bai Ziyang further to see if he was hiding anything. The previous few times, Old Taoist Mu Sang had been holding the black iron ball in his hand, ready to save him.
However, this weak scholar actually dodged it with agile reflexes. He endured for a while, and endured for a while. In the end, he endured a half-broken Divine Transformation.
" Genius, peerless genius!" Daoist Mu Sang sighed.
[Genius, you f ** k!] Bai Ziyang, who had no time to curse, could only curse in his heart. He still had to save his strength to avoid death. However, he had only finished half of the Hundred Changes of Divine Trails, so he was really lacking in stamina.
Seeing that his seven or eight subordinates could not take down this stupid scholar for a long time, the burly man roared,"You're really trash. If you don't take down this damn scholar, I'll make you have a good taste of the whip.”
The few of them were shocked, and they brandished their sabers even faster. Bai Ziyang looked at the saber-light around him and really did not know how to dodge. He simply closed his eyes and panted, waiting for death.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
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