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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 338: Rescued

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    Chapter 338 Rescued

    Fan Kunlun got down from the ridge of the roof and hid under the wall. The fire was blazing and lit up the sky. He lay on the ridge unable to hide.

    "Looking at the raging fire around him, people rushing back and forth, nervously carrying water to put out the fire, and shouting hoarsely, Fan Kunlun pursed his lips tightly and his eyes shone brightly.

    He had no choice but to put down the fire. Otherwise, he would not be able to get close to the official residence. For the sake of a big event, he could only sacrifice the family and find an opportunity to make amends later.

    Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the wind became stronger and stronger. The wind increased the intensity of the fire, and suddenly the volcano rose into the sky and covered the earth. Everyone who was putting out the fire was suddenly burned.

    Suddenly, there were screams one after another. The hair and eyebrows of dozens of people were burned, and some of their clothes were set on fire. They were busy rolling on the ground, screaming as they rolled.

    A gust of wind blew again, and the fire roared over. People were so scared that they ran away, for fear of being burned by the fire again, and they did not care about putting out the fire. Now the Clay Bodhisattva was crossing the river, and he could not protect himself.

    The screaming people lying on the ground used their hands and feet to crawl and run, rolling and crawling, and finally escaped the flames.

    In the blink of an eye, the neighboring houses were also on fire. They were all wooden houses, which further fueled the fire. It seemed like a snowball, and the fire became stronger and stronger.

    The owner of the house sat on the ground, crying hoarsely, feeling helpless and desperate. It seemed that the noise of the people had been suppressed. People became quiet, looked at the two families on the ground, sighed, and shook their heads.

    "What are you standing for? Go put out the fire!" The guard leader was tall and burly, with a voice as loud as a bell. He yelled and waved his hand vigorously.

    "Boss, the fire is too big and we can't put it out!" A guard smiled helplessly and turned to look at the fire. The fire illuminated his face: "Let's retreat!"

    The leader of the guards glared at him angrily: "What nonsense! This fire is really burning and can destroy a whole street. Why don't you find someone to save it?!"

    "Yes!" the guard responded, turned around and led forty people towards the fire.

    "Boss, I feel something is wrong!" A guard came closer and lowered his voice: "This fire started strangely. Could it be a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

    The guard leader was startled, his eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, that makes sense!"

    Immediately, he shouted loudly: "Everyone, please keep your eyes wide open. Don't let anyone take advantage of the loophole and break in!"

    ¡°Yes¡ª¡ª!¡± Everyone responded with a roar, the momentum was astonishing.

    Fan Kunlun, who was lying under the wall, gritted his teeth. He didn't expect these guys to be so cunning and refused to go up the mountain. What should they do?  !

    For a moment, he ran out of ideas, his eyes flickered, he searched his intestines, and thought hard.

    He thought for a while, but still couldn't think of any good idea. Looking at the huge fire, he was slightly worried that the wind was just a coincidence. If not, it wouldn't be such a big fire.

    Now it is difficult to put out the fire. Those people who are eager to put out the fire are just a drop in the bucket. It is of no use at all. They can only wait for the house to burn down.

    But the houses on this street are side by side, not far apart. When the strong wind blows, the fire breaks out. After a while, the two surrounding houses start to catch fire.

    So, two more groups of people were added, crying and shouting at the top of their lungs, which was very sad to hear.

    When the guard leader saw this, he stamped his feet, but he did not dare to send anyone to put out the fire. Otherwise, if he really fell into the trap of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, his head would not be safe.

    He shouted in a deep voice: "Here comes someone!The fire is coming soon. Be prepared. Let's move!"

    "Boss, where are you going?" A guard came over and asked.

    The leader of the guards pondered for a moment: "Well, let's go to the west!"

    "Yes, let's go to the west. Come on, go in and invite the envoy!" the guard responded, with a sarcastic tone.

    Several people pushed open the door and entered the official residence. Soon, a person came out surrounded by others, and there were several Xixia people standing at a distance from each other.

    Fan Kunlun had been lying under the wall, staring at the door, and was overjoyed to see it.

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    Fan Kunlun joined in, and while no one was paying attention, he clicked on a guard acupuncture point, helped him to a big tree outside, and peeled off the paper armor.

    This person was about the same figure as him, and he was dressed just right. He smeared his face with his hands and couldn't see clearly. It was normal to put on a fire and get a black face.

    The leader of the guards called a dozen people back, and the rest stayed behind to put out the fire. Fan Kunlun then mingled among the guards and remained silent.

    Dozens of people gathered aroundThe Xixia envoys were heading west, and Fan Kunlun was among them. He carefully looked at this Xixia man. He had slightly curly hair, deep facial features, a protruding nose and sunken eyes, which were different from those of the Song Dynasty.

    Fan Kunlun gritted his teeth, secretly saving up, and prepared to retreat with one blow.

    But there were always a few people protecting him, vaguely blocking all assassination paths. Fan Kunlun wanted to take action, but was unable to do so.

    The hoarse cries gradually faded away, and when I turned around, I saw the fire reflected across the sky, and the entire capital seemed to brighten up, like the moon rising, spreading its brilliance all over the place.

    Soon we came to a large house. It was quite an ordinary house. There were many in the capital. It should have been bought by a moderately wealthy person. It was not extravagant, but elegant enough.

    Fan Kunlun has been looking for an opportunity to assassinate him, but he has never had a chance. He is getting more and more anxious. Once he settles down after a while, his identity will soon be exposed.

    At that time, not only could you not assassinate him, but you might even be trapped in it!

    As he was entering the door, Fan Kunlun's eyes lit up. The opportunity he had been looking for finally came. The Xixia man muttered a few words and suddenly pushed away a guard.

    Fan Kunlun was not far away from him and saw a hole in the tight and seamless guard circle. Without hesitation, he unsheathed his sword and flew out.

    The sound of him drawing the sword was silent. The sword had been dyed ink and had no reflection. The body and the sword were one, drawing a straight line, like an arrow from the string, shooting at the Xixia envoy.

    "There is an assassin!" A guard was shocked and yelled. He rushed out and stood in front of the Xixia envoy. His sword flashed and slashed straight at Fan Kunlun.

    Fan Kunlun gritted his teeth and did not change his moves. He shot at the guard with his body and sword.

    "Ding!" The swords clashed with each other, making a crisp sound, and the guard flew backwards, like a rag doll being hit by a huge iron bar.

    Fan Kunlun slowed down a bit and was only two feet away from the Xixia envoy, and was about to stab him.

    Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past, and appeared in front of him, but it was a middle-aged man with a sallow face and a dull face. His eyes were indifferent and he pushed lightly with his right palm.

    Suddenly, Fan Kunlun felt a huge force coming over him, as if he had crashed into a rolling torrent, and he could not help but fly out.

    "Bang!" He fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of yellow dust.

    "Pfft" He twisted his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, trying to get up, but his internal organs were in severe pain, and his vision went black. All the strength in his body seemed to be gone, and so were his bones and flesh.

    Immediately, four guards pounced on him, like wolves pounced on prey, and picked him up, ruthlessly and unceremoniously. If he really succeeded in assassinating him, his life would be at risk!

    Although I hate this Xixia envoy and want to kill him, if I really kill him, I won¡¯t be able to live, but it¡¯s not worth it!

    Fan Kunlun struggled, trying to get away, but felt that his body was limp and he couldn't exert any strength. His internal organs were in severe pain, his eyesight went black, and he was about to faint.

    He was biting his lower lip, blood dripping without realizing it, and secretly shouting in his heart, he must not faint!  Never pass out!

    ¡°Tie him up!¡± The guard leader had a sullen face and waved his hand impatiently.

    "Yes!" Immediately, several guards took out the rubber bands and tied him up so tightly that he couldn't move.

    Fan Kunlun sneered and said nothing. Several guards threw him beside the door and let the Xixia envoy go in first.

    The Xixia envoy stood at the door. He turned his eyes and flashed his eyes. He tilted his head and muttered a few words to a guard. The guard kept nodding.

    After a while, he turned around and walked over, saying coldly to the leader of the guards: "My master said, leave him to us!"

    "No!" The leader of the guards shook his head and said coldly: "This is the territory of our Song Dynasty. If anything happens, it will be under the jurisdiction of our Song Dynasty! Sir, please go in and rest!"

    The guard had a deep outline and was also from Xixia. He frowned: "He came to assassinate my lord. He should be dealt with by us and tortured to find out the person behind the scenes!"

    The two were arguing, when suddenly a dark shadow flashed across, and everyone hurriedly retreated, protecting the Xixia envoy among them, drawing their swords and tightening their bodies.

    But the black shadow flashed and disappeared, and Fan Kunlun, who was tied into a ball next to the door, also disappeared at the same time.
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