Although Meng Lei wouldn't let him give it away, Zhao Ya was really worried about the master-disciple meeting.

So Zhao Ya got up before dawn the next day, but when he arrived at the escort office, the door was already locked.

There was a note under the door with three words written on it.

No need to send it.

Zhao Ya stood in front of the door for a long time holding the note, and finally returned sadly.

After returning home, Zui'er had already gotten up and saw Zhao Ya looking gloomy. Knowing that he was in a bad mood, he didn't say anything and just hurriedly made breakfast.

Today's breakfast is steamed buns.

When the steaming meat buns were brought to the table, Zhao Ya picked up one and was about to eat it when there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"Who is it so early!"

Zui'er came to the courtyard with some doubts and heard Tan Dong's anxious voice coming from outside the door.

"Sister-in-law, is Brother Zhao here?"

"Ah, yes, yes!"

When Zui'er heard it was Tan Dong, he quickly opened the door.

Tan Dong trotted into the house, panting and said to Zhao Ya: "My dad... the letter my dad just asked someone to deliver is for you, saying it's urgent!"

Zhao Ya quickly took the letter, opened it and his expression suddenly changed.

The letter was written by Tan Ziwang, and its meaning was very simple.

That means Zhao Ya must keep Meng Lei and never let him leave alone.

Because according to what Tan Ziwang heard, the Hong family seemed to be interested in targeting Meng Lei and did not intend to let him go.

After reading it, Zhao Ya stood up without hesitation, picked up the saber and the application and rushed out.

Tan Dong also wants to follow.

Zhao Ya said: "You stay and wait for news."

"But……."

Before Tan Dong could finish speaking, Zhao Ya jumped up to the top of the wall, and then disappeared after several leaps.

After leaving the city through the gap in the city wall, Zhao Ya identified the direction, and then chased him along the official road.

At this time, his heart was on fire, and he could only hope that Meng Lei had not been ambushed by the Hong family.

But he also knew that this hope was extremely slim.

Since the Hong family plans to kill everyone and attack Meng Lei, they will definitely make plans in advance.

Along with this anxiety, there is also murderous intention.

For the first time, Zhao Ya felt that his strength was growing so slowly. It would be great if he had the strength of the fourth realm or even the fifth realm at this time.

In that case, he could confront the Hard Steel Hong family and even eradicate them.

But it was useless to think about it at this time. Zhao Ya stepped on his feet and used his Qinggong movement to the extreme.

But after chasing for more than ten miles, Zhao Ya found no trace of Meng Lei.

Could it be that he was aware of it and left at midnight last night?

That would be great!

Zhao Ya comforted himself like this, and ran forward for a few more miles, and then came to the outside of the farewell pavilion.

This is a place for people on the road to rest and sometimes it is also used to say goodbye, hence the name Farewell Pavilion.

But at this time, the pavilion had collapsed, and traces of fighting could be seen everywhere.

Not only that, there were stains of blood on the ground, extending into the woods.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhao Ya's heart sank, knowing that the worst case scenario had happened.

But Zhao Ya was not in a hurry to enter the woods. Instead, he covered his face with a black scarf, cocked his crossbow, and after making all preparations, he adjusted his breathing, entered a breath-holding state, and followed the blood stains into the woods.

The woods can be regarded as Zhao Ya's home field.

To others, the mountains and forests seemed complicated and full of dangers, but to Zhao Ya, they seemed to be at home like a fish in water.

His figure quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests, stopping from time to time to identify the traces on the ground.

After walking and stopping like this for about a stick of incense, Zhao Ya suddenly stopped.

Because he vaguely heard the sound of fighting.

Zhao Ya recognized the direction, then used Qinggong and Shenfa, and ran towards the source of the sound.

At the same time, a brutal fight was going on in the mountains and forests.

Meng Lei was covered in blood, with several arrows stuck in his chest and abdomen. He suddenly reached back with one palm and hit the chest of a person who was planning to attack in a sneak attack.

With a click, the man's ribs were all broken, and he was violently sent flying. He hit a big tree and died.

There were already seven or eight corpses lying on the ground.

Meng Lei's bravery frightened the remaining people, and for a moment they all cowered and did not dare to move forward.

Meng Lei gasped violently, and the blood on his body was both others' and his own.

At this time, he felt that his eyes were turning black, and his throat was a little fishy and sweet. He knew that he was at the end of his strength and had no strength to fight anymore.

Even so, his eyes were still as captivating as those of a tiger, staring intently at the warriors surrounding him.

"Do you, the Hong family, have to kill everyone?"

"Haha, Mr. Meng, head escort, I admit that I underestimated you before. I didn't expect that you are still so powerful with only one arm left. You can hurt several of my men. But the more you do this, the more you will die!"

Following the words, Yuan Zhiwen appeared in the distance, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

"After all, only dead warriors are good warriors. The Hong family cannot allow a third-level warrior like you with hatred to survive in the world."

As he spoke, he winked at his men.

"He's already dying. Get rid of him quickly. Whoever can cut off his head will be rewarded with ten taels of gold!"

Stimulated by the gold, these people's breathing became heavier, and then they rushed towards Meng Lei.

Meng Lei smiled miserably and waved his palm to fly away the man who rushed forward, but this blow also made him stagger and almost fall to the ground.

When these people saw this, their eyes lit up, and someone picked up a spear and stabbed Meng Lei in the heart.

Meng Lei barely dodged, but only the vital part of his heart was opened, and the spear still pierced into his shoulder.

At the same time, someone slashed with a knife, and the light of the knife went straight to Meng Lei's neck.

Meng Lei closed his eyes and prepared to wait for death.

But just then he heard two whistling sounds, Meng Lei felt his cheeks warm and opened his eyes.

The man who was holding the knife to chop himself had a sleeve arrow on his throat. He was looking into the distance with wide eyes, full of surprise and despair.

At the same time, a sword-like light swept over them, instantly cutting down the two of them, and then a masked man rushed in front of Meng Lei.

Meng Lei was stunned.

Zhao Ya didn't say a word, cut off the spear on Meng Lei's shoulder with one knife, dragged Meng Lei away.

But then a rain of arrows struck, and then Yuan Zhiwen sneered.

"It's not that easy to leave! Since you want to save him, let's stay together!"

Zhao Ya waved his sword and fired the arrows, protecting Meng Lei behind him. He also changed his direction and no longer went deeper into the forest. Instead, he ran towards the direction of the archers.

Ding!

An arrow hit Zhao Ya's chest, but it made a crisp impact sound and then fell to the ground.

Zhao Ya's move also made these archers commotion.

Once they get close, they're all doomed.

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