Chapter 72 Assassination

Wu Yuxi did not interrupt the sound of the piano. When the sound of the piano stopped, he clapped his hands and said, "I've heard that Miss Lin is both talented. Today, it really lives up to its reputation."

Wu Yuxi sniffed and said, "Is it the dragon saliva used here?"

Lin Shiya said, "The prince is really an enthusband. This is the dragon saliva of the Western Regions, and only the prince's status is worthy of taking it out for hospitality. Wu Yuxi glanced at the chessboard on the table and said, "I heard that Miss Lin is proficient in chess and poetry. How about meeting friends with chess recently?"

Lin Shiya Shiran walked to the chessboard and said, "Mr. Wu has this elegant prosperity. Shiya is not as good as obeying as you are. The person who comes is a guest. Please take the black first."

"Please!" Wu Yuxi waved his hand and lifted his shirt and sat down.

The two have different chess styles, and Wu Yuxi's flag is fierce, and one horse is the first to attack. Lin Shiya is not in a hurry and can always turn the situation around in an incredible way. When the 56th hand was scared, the black and white pieces were intertwined like two dragons, and the chess momentum was difficult to win or lose. Wu Yuxi couldn't help admiring himself. I began to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at the age of six, and the teachers are all famous scholars. I thought that my chess style was blue, but I didn't expect a dusty woman to be so talented.

In the 58th style, the black man between Wu Yuxi's index finger and middle finger was about to fall on the other party's "big dragon", and a cold light flashed outside the window. Wu Yuxi was alert and made a "swhis" sound, and the black man answered and only heard a "dang" sound, which was obviously blocked. A cold light shrouded from the window, and thirty-six hidden weapons shot at Wu Yuxi at different angles.

The folding fan in Wu Yuxi's hand unfolded with a "brush" and reversed between his wrists, like a trick, without a close body. One hit, and the attacker immediately fled. Wu Yuxi hummed, "It's not so easy to leave!"

A little toe, he jumped up from the house and chased out. Lin Shiya did not move a step from beginning to end. The green jade finger picked up a white piece from the chess box and landed on the chessboard. She cut off the black chess dragon vein and said to herself, "Please go into the urn. I don't know if you can break this move."

The movement upstairs was so loud that there was a shouting voice downstairs, and Wu Yuxi's two attendants also followed. Aunt Wang came up in shock and asked, "What's going on?"

Lin Shiya said, "There is an assassin, Mr. Wu has chased him out."

Aunt Wang said, "How can this be good? If Mr. Wu goes wrong, he can't bear the blame."

"Mom Wang doesn't have to worry. Mr. Wu has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has followers. Even if something happens, he will not be in Tianxiang Pavilion, will he?" A sarcastic smile appeared at the corners of Lin Shiya's mouth.

"Yes, yes, it's none of the Tianxiang Pavilion."

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There are many boats and paintings on the lake, and the assassin has excellent skills. He used the stunt of dragonflies and water, and chased them to a forest on the shore in a flash. Wu Yuxi raised his hand, and the twelve golden leaves in the cuffs were hit as hidden weapons. At this moment, three palms were slapped one after another, and the palm wind was strong, like the endless waves of the river. Jin Yezi was missed, and Wu Yuxi had caught up with this moment of action.

The folding fan is straight to the assassin Xuanji's hole, and the assassin does not dodge. With one palm facing each other, the folding fan held each other two inches together with the palm, and two internal forces were fighting fiercely. Wu Yuxi snorted coldly and used ten successes. The color changed greatly, but Wu Yuxi had a mouthful of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. At this moment, he deliberately hid his strength to lure him into the forest. If it goes on like this, there will always be a dead end.

"Second Young Master..." The voice of the entourage came not far away. Wu Yuxi couldn't make a sound. As soon as he made a sound, his anger dissipated, which was tantamount to looking for death. He just hoped that the two of them would be smarter and arrive in time. The assassin's eagle-like eyes stared at Wu Yuxi. He had never felt so close to death, and sweat slipped on his forehead. The sound of sword fighting came from the forest. Wu Yuxi realized that he had been tricked, and the other hand also patted the assassin.

As soon as the two forces came into contact, the sand and stones flew away. Wu Yuxi flew backwards, leaned against a tree and said, "Who the hell are you!"

At this moment, his limbs were bent, and six poison needles hit Wu Yuxi and said, "Dead people don't need to know too much."

"Ding Ding..." Six sounds sounded, and all the silver needles fell to the ground. Wu Yuxi did not move, but there was a white-haired old man in front of him.

"The second son of the Wu family is not so easy to die, don't you think? It should be. You should have been trained for many years, that's the strength. Is it a "soul-chasing" person? Unlike, because there is no red rose mark on your weapon..."

Every time the old man asked a question, he answered himself first without waiting for the other party to answer. He said to himself, as if he didn't notice the existence of a famous killer at all.

The masked assassin said: "It is rumored that every direct descendant of the martial arts family is protected by a mysterious master. It seems that the rumor is true. Compared with you, you are Gongsun Yang, the head of Shenfeng Hall, who "rides the wind with one sword".

Gongsun Yang's goatee with his chin said, "I dare not take the order of Master Wu today."

"Oh? Then I'd like to try it." The masked assassin said that he had already taken action when he thought about it. After saying that, the sword was just an inch away from Gongsun Yang's throat, because he was really not sure that it would be faster than Gongsun Yang, who rode the wind, and he had to take action first.

A dragon roared, the long sword came out of its sheath, the sword light around it was so dazzling that it couldn't open its eyes, and there was silence around it. With just one move, the mask was all broken at this moment, his hand covered his shoulders, and the blood dripped down his fingers. The masked assassin said "good swordsmanship" and disappeared after a burst of smoke.

Gongsun Yang stopped Wu Yuxi and said, "Don't chase." After saying that, a mouthful of blood spewed out. Wu Yuxi was shocked that Gongsun Yang's most proud goatee had been cut off in half. There is still a faint trace in the throat. Gongsun Yang said, "What a powerful sword spirit. This person should be a martial arts master at the peak of the day after tomorrow. The second young master should be careful in the future."

The fire outside the forest shook, and a group of servants with torches shouted: "Second Young Master...Second Young Master..."

"Mr. Gongsun, let's go!"

The prime minister's mansion, in the hall, is not absent, and they all look grim. Wu Yuxi sat on a chair with gauze in his hand. Wu Yintang was the prime minister of the dynasty and the owner of the family in power. Naturally, he sat in the middle. Unlike those big-bellied old men, Wu Yintang looks thin and lean, and his eyes are like a line, revealing a kind of wisdom. If you don't have some skills, how can you get a position above 10,000 people under one person?

Wu Yintang didn't say anything, and no one dared to say more. After a long silence, Wu Yintang said, "My ancestors fought down this great river and mountain with the previous emperor, and has always been highly valued by the emperor. To achieve today's situation is inseparable from your hard work. No one dares to take our martial arts family seriously. I will gather everyone here today, and I must have heard about it. Yuxi was almost assassinated. In Chang'an City, we don't care about our Wu family so much. It's unforgivable. What do you think of this?"

The old man in a money-patterned shirt got up and said, "Brother, I don't think this person wants to take Yuxi's life, it's just a warning."

The woman with Bipin on the other end said, "How does the third uncle know that this person is not going to take Yuxi's life?"

The old man said, "From what Yuxi said, the assassin's martial arts are far above him, and he will not fall behind with Sun Yang, the head of Shenfeng Hall. It's easy to get Yuxi's name, and it doesn't have to take that long.

"Does the third brother mean that all this was calculated by the assassin in advance?" A scholar dresses up as a man.

"It should be so."

Wu Yuxi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the other party had been introducing Lin Zi to take action, even if Gongsun Yang arrived. Doubtful: "What is the purpose of this behind-the-scenes master's move?"

From beginning to the end, Wu Jing, the son of the price, did not insert a word. He just looked at all this calmly and was a little terrible. Wu Yintang's eyes on Wu Jing are indeed full of praise. Only when he is calm and calm can he take care of his huge family business. Not talking does not mean that he knows nothing.

"Jinger, what do you think?" Wu Yintang said.

Everyone's eyes are focused on Wu Jing, who is still a beautiful young man with a handsome appearance no less than Wu Yuxi. The handsome is a little strange, which can only be described as exquisitely carved jade carving. There is no arrogant eyes of a dhow disciple, and his face is calm like a clear spring. Hearing Wu Yintang's words, he opened his half-closed eyes. There seems to be a magic in one's eyes, and no one dares to look at it.