In the midst of a rooster's crow, Ma Quai's eyes opened.

It turned out to be all a dream.

His expression was slightly dazed, as if he remembered something, and quickly lowered his head.

In his arms, the little prince's cheeks flushed with health again, and his originally rapid breathing became steady.

Suddenly, his eyelids moved, and then a crack opened.

"Father?"

"Yuan'er. Ma Quai's voice trembled.

"Father, the child thought he would never see you again. ”

"No, no......" Ma Qu hugged him tightly.

"Father, it hurts!"

Ma Quai's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly let go of his arm: "It's because my father is not good, my father shouldn't use so much strength." ”

The father and son talked again, and the little prince fell asleep.

Ma Quzhi got up, the palace maid who was keeping vigil hurriedly stepped forward, Ma Quying raised his hand, and the palace maid picked up his clothes to help him put them on.

"Take care of the little prince. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Ma Qu went out of the door, but it was still dark outside, and the sound of insects chirping came from afar.

The guards silently followed him, not far or closer.

Ma Quzhi walked along the corridor, and there was a lantern hanging every few steps in the corridor, so it was not in the way of walking at night, and before he knew it, he had come to the pond in the Imperial Garden.

The frog plopped into the water, and the horse stopped, and although it was clean, there was still a faint smell of blood lingering on the tip of his nose. Bend down and lean against the railing to look out.

There weren't so many lanterns in the garden, and it was pitch black outside the corridors, so if it was daytime, he would have been able to see countless flowers in full bloom and colorful fish roaming leisurely in the pond.

But now, all he could see was some faint outlines.

Thinking of it, with a click, Ma Quzhi lowered his head, and the railing under his hand was pinched by his bare hands, and the fibers burst out.

He was stunned, his face changed slightly, he turned around and hurried away, and the guards hurriedly followed.

The school yard was deserted at night, the moonlight was sprinkled, and the spacious school yard could barely see.

"Here comes the gun. Ma Quzhi stood in front of a humanoid wooden target and spoke.

The guard quickly brought a gun, which he usually used.

Ma Quzhi shook the gun, and the big gun scurried like a dragon in his hand, relaxed, unusually relaxed, he took a deep breath and said, "Armor the target!"

The guards glanced at Shi and didn't dare to delay, so they hurriedly took out the iron armor and put it on the target.

Ma Quai's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stepped forward, and the gun in his hand that was like a dragon scurrying pierced the target, and this shot directly penetrated the iron armor.

He let go of his hand, and the barrel of the gun shook up and down.

"It's light, this gun is a little too light. Ma Qu said to himself, and the guards looked at each other in shock.

This gun, how to say that there are more than 20 catties, but it is not light at all, it is good for people who practice martial arts to move, and like the kind of horse to get sick, not only can easily move, but also can run freely, it can be called a marksman.

However, this Your Majesty, at this time, thinks that this gun is lighter, which shows that Your Majesty's force has advanced at some point.

"Fetch a bow. Ma Quzhi hesitated for a moment and added, "I want a three-stone bow." ”

Three-stone bows are uncommon, not only because they are difficult to make, but also because many people simply don't use them. A lot of marksmen, a stone bow is enough for them.

A marksman like Hakuba Kaifu only uses a stone and a half with a bow.

However, there are three stone bows in the palace, but they are generally only used to practice strength.

He took a three-stone bow, hung an arrow pouch around his waist, and inserted ten three-edged armor-piercing cone-headed arrows. Glancing at the target in front of him, Ma Quzhi began to retreat.

He was unhurried, and took a hundred steps back, and then put on his fingers and wound his arrows. As soon as his arms exerted his strength, he pulled out the three-stone strong bow in one go, and the bow was bent like a full moon.

The night breeze was gentle, the sand and dust under his feet were floating, and from a distance, the target was hidden in the darkness, and only some outlines could be seen.

With a bang, the bowstring stretched straight. Then there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the arrows flew into the darkness.

In less than half a breath, a crisp sound suddenly came from the side of the target in the distance, and the guard on the other side of the target shone a lantern and exclaimed: "Your Majesty is good at shooting, hitting the bull's eye, and an arrow passes through the target." ”

Ma Qu turned a deaf ear, pulled out three arrows, and shot them all in one go. Hearing three swishing sounds in succession, the guards on the other side of the target were stunned and exclaimed: "Your Majesty shoots a miracle, the arrow hits the bull's-eye and passes through the target." ”

The guards here looked at Ma Quai's breathing steadily, his face was as usual, he looked relaxed, and his knees were weak and he fell directly to the ground, it was a three-stone bow, and it was a question of whether many people could pull it away with all their might, not to mention shooting three arrows in a row, and the arrows were in the bull's-eye a hundred steps away.

Ma Quzhi did not look excited, but frowned, threw the bow into the guard's arms, and said, "Go." ”

After some tossing just now, it's just that the sky is numb.

There were more palace maids and eunuchs walking in the palace, and they picked up horses along the way to get sick, and hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Ma Quai's hand passed, his fingers kept turning the wrench of his thumb, his face was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He changed into a regular robe, forcefully refused the protection of many guards, just brought a few people with him, and hurried out of the palace, he now has to verify one thing.

On the street, there is finally some life restored. The sound of selling sounded again, the steamer was steaming, the smell of food was permeating, passers-by swallowed their saliva, looked at the steamer greedily, and hurriedly walked through holding their stomachs after plugging in the wire.

The crowd grew larger and larger, and the guards who were following Ma Quai's side were a little nervous, after all, there was a big incident not long ago.

Ma Quzhi suddenly stood on the side of the road, and before the guards could react, as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed an arrow out of thin air.

"There are assassins!"

Several guards' expressions changed drastically, and they drew their swords one after another, and passers-by fled in panic when they saw this.

The horse walked straight and straight in the direction where the arrow was fired, without the intention of dodging, and the strong body easily squeezed the panicked passers-by away.

The faces of several guards became even more ugly, and they hurriedly tried to block in front of Ma Quai, but Ma Quai's arm was randomly pushed away.

Another arrow came at him, and when he threw the arrow in his hand, he opened it.

At this time, he finally made his way through the panicked crowd and came to the door of a tea shop.

The owner of the tea shop hid in the corner and shivered, and the four hat-takers drew their scimitars one after another and rushed towards the horses.

Looking at the oncoming scimitar, Ma Quzhi quickly took a step forward, raised his hand to catch the hand of the person holding the knife in front, easily took the scimitar, and then kicked the person's sternum to pieces, and flew out upside down.

Two men rushed to the left and right, and the two scimitars slashed at the arms and thighs, respectively.

The knife of the horse was as fast as lightning, and after severing one arm, it blocked another, separated the scimitar by brute force, and slashed the man's throat with one sword.

Burst!

The head hits the ground!

It's just that the moment the rabbit falls, the four people don't know whether they are alive or dead, one is holding a broken arm and screaming, and the other is directly beheaded.

A roar of grief and indignation sounded: "Despicable villain, suffer death!"

The last person took Ma Quai's chest with a knife, Ma Quzhi sneered, and a knife fell, and when it sounded, the two knives broke at the same time. The man continued to stab forward with the broken knife, but was held by Ma Quai's handle and palm.

As soon as he exerted his strength, the man screamed.

When he let go of his hand, the broken knife in this man's hand fell to the ground, and the hand he held was directly useless, trembling uncontrollably.

Even so, this man was still unwilling, and wanted to fight with his fists, but he was dislocated by Ma Quai's palm.

With a cry of pain, the man had to resist.

"Stubborn. ”

Ma Quzhi snorted coldly, and a punch hit him in the chest, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and hit the wall, Ma Quzhi tore off his hat with his hand, revealing his true face.

"Sure enough, it's you, White Horse Kaifu. ”