Chapter 70 It's just a farce. In the lonely building

"Amitabha, something is going to happen tonight."

"How can I see it?"

"The moon is slanting and dark, the stars are losing color, and the mysterious spirit enters the Big Dipper, and the master kills."

"I really don't see that Master Wuhua can not only read scriptures, drink, know women, and look forward to it."

The young man in cloth shoes looked sad and extremely sarcastic.

After a few days, Wuhua had no choice but to get used to the title of "no flowers", but every time he heard a strange voice, he always hated itchy, but he had to keep his meditation and quiet, so he had to tremble the corners of his eyes and pretended to be indifferent.

The building is tall and the wine is strong.

Two divine masters from different countries, who don't fight or know each other, stand on the top of a tall building, drink wine from a foreign land, and talk about it from time to time.

At this moment, a strange sound came from the east, and the two of them moved their hearts, looked at each other, and separated in an instant.

"The bustle has finally started."

Wuhua took a sip of wine and sighed. In the afterglow, the teenager in cloth shoes stepped into the night before him.

......

"The Li family really did it... It's not too late."

Taking back the flying centipede, Wang Xiner's face was complicated.

Lingfu is at hand. As long as it is sacrificed, the iron horse of the Wang family hidden in Liujing will go straight to the Moyun Tower, and she will also hide aside and watch how the hateful teenager is tortured by the Li family. How could Wang Xiner, who is as arrogant as Wang, be led by An Bochen's nose, so she won't show up. When the Li family leaves, it will be her turn to appear and interrogate about the puppet.

"I want to fight with the two tigers of the Li family and fight for both sides... Gee, you are still a little tender, and I don't know that the fisherman who often arrives late is the most profitable.

Having said that, Wang Xiner still felt that something was wrong.

He knew that the Li family would do it, but he didn't dodge it. Now he is still in the Moyun Tower. Isn't he sitting and waiting for death? What on earth is he waiting for...

Knowing that there were tricks, Wang Xiner had to shoot arrows on the string.

The cloak, the sacrificial charm, disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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The night in Liujing is still quiet and dark, and it is almost the same in peace. A team of iron riders quietly bypassed Dongyuan Street and walked on the moonlight to Zhuque Street. The horse's hoof is wrapped in thick cotton cloth. There are less than a hundred horses, and there is not much noise in the galloping half a miles. The first knight leader looked at the bloodless teenager beside him, hesitated, got off the horse and held his fists, and said in a low voice.

"It's easy for the little ones to abandon the parable. The prince's injury is unstable, so it's better to stay here."

Everyone was wearing a mask, but Li Lin didn't. He was wearing the armor of the match that day, with a double mace in the saddle, and his face was as heavy as water.

"In your eyes, I'm really not as good as An Bochen?"

The hoarse voice came from Li Lin's mouth, and the knight's leader changed slightly. He quickly leaned over and said, "Forgive me, the little one is just..."

"Don't say too much. If you can't destroy him with your own hands, it's hard to dispel my hatred."

Li Lin snorted coldly, turned over and got off the horse, picked up his mace and walked to the building first. The masters of the Li family around looked helpless, so they had to circle behind Li Lin and tiptoe towards Moyun Tower.

Pushing open the empty wooden door, Li Lin just took a step, with a "bang", a wooden basin fell down from top to bottom, pouring Li Lin's head all over.

Simajin's best "trap" is so simple that almost no one can imagine it, so he repeatedly succeeds.

Li Lin's gunshot wound on his chest had not yet healed, and his vitality was greatly damaged. The night breeze was cool and his body was wet again. He immediately shivered and his face turned a little whiter.

With an angry face, Li Lin shrank his nose, and a strange color appeared in his eyes.

"No, it's black oil!"

The master of the Li family led by

is also well-informed. When he heard it, his face changed dramatically.

Black oil is flammable and is often used in the battlefield... Before he could clear his head, he saw a fire fall from the roof and hit Li Lin impartially.

The knight leader could not care about anything else. He rushed and saved Li Lin with a dull face at the critical moment.

"Boom!"

The fire ignited in front of the door and spread in a blink of an eye, but it could not burn the door that seemed to be wrapped in a floor or something, intercepting the Li family outside the building.

The calmness of the night was finally broken. The fire was great, and the horses were panicked and hissing. The people in Zhuque Street were woken up one after another. Looking through the window, they saw a horse parked in front of the Moyun Tower, stattering.

The people were confused, but they also knew the truth of not caring about their own business. They immediately retreated back to the house, got into the quilt, and were frightened.

Ordinary people are at a loss, but the Jinwuwei patrolling in the city will not ignore it. First of all, Jinwuwei, who is scattered in various neighborhoods, is enveloping the rosefinch street one after another.

Wang Xiner, who was hiding in the dark of the street corner, was suddenly stunned, and the fire came. Nearly a hundred Wu horses behind her were also uneasy, and they stepped on their hoofs and turned left and right.

"Miss, Jin Wu is coming. It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!"

The knight wearing a bronze mask said.

But at this time, there is the sound of horses' hoofs in all directions. I don't know how many Jinwuwei enveloped to Zhuque Street and fight with open fire. It will come soon. If they turn back, more than a hundred knights wearing bronze masks will be unavoidable, and their identities will be exposed. At that time, even Princess Lizhu can't be preserved.

"What a vicious teenager, even Jin Wuwei has been calculated."

After the bronze mask, there is a face with clenched teeth. Wang Xiner knew that the fire under Moyun downstairs had ignited, which had involved her in the storm of the night, which was inevitable. In the end, because of her curiosity, greed, and self-intelligance, she was clearly seen by the teenager in Moyun Tower.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiner didn't feel cold in her back. Since she was kidnapped by An Bochen that night, she has been led by her nose for more than ten days. The teenager who almost died in her hands at the beginning became more and more difficult to see through. He was ahead of her every step and was about to die.

"Miss..."

Jin Wuwei is coming, and the masters of the Wang family are also uneasy. The foreign iron riders carry weapons to the other country at night. Once exposed, they will be punished in detail, even the lord of the country will not be able to save them. What's more, at that time, the lord, including the royal family, will deny it.

"Mars, let me rush over."

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiner turned over her horse, held a seven-foot sword, and rushed to Moyun Tower.

At present, there is only one way to go, that is, Mo Yunlou, which gathers the masters of the Li family. They can't see the light, and they won't say it even if they are found.

Wang Xiner thought lightly, but nearly a hundred bronze tusks rode to the front of the Moyun Tower, which made the masters of the Li family look afraid. In a blink of an eye, the order was issued and refused. Even if Li Lin's face was confused, he knew that An Bochen must be on guard. Seeing a group of people coming before Jin Wuwei, he immediately decided that the person who came must be An Bochen's reinforcements and wanted to kill the Li family's iron horse on both sides.

In his heart, he was panicked and angry. Li Lin turned over his horse, picked up the bronze mace, and shouted coldly, "Kill!"

Wang Xiner wanted to explain, but the iron horse on the opposite side was so desperate that she didn't give her a chance at all. With all kinds of helplessness, Wang Xiner had to harden her scalp and rush to kill.

The fire in front of the building became more and more powerful, gradually spreading to the long street. On the long street, the two sides fought fiercely. Either you die or I will die. And Jin Wuwei also arrived one after another and surrounded the two cavalry regiments. The first member, Zuo, was the guard, frowned and looked at the two groups of people. From time to time, he looked at the roof, which seemed to be haunted, and his face was thoughtful.

With a slight cough, Hu was about to open his mouth when he heard the sound of horses' hoofs behind him.

The Li family sent people who did not return for a long time, and the return of the scouts changed. The Li family knew that if the identity of this group of people was exposed, even Liu Jun could not protect them, so they dispatched 500 people to rescue them. There was also a group of cavalry on the way, but they were under the men of Princess Lizhu. Although Lizhu was suppressed by the left prime minister, as Liu Jun's only unmarried biological sister, she once went alone to solve the difficulties of the capital of Liu, and her power in Liujing should not be underestimated. Wang Xiner ignored her ban and led her men to attack Moyun Tower at night. Li Zhu was furious, but she became uneasy again after her anger subsided. Wang Xiner can stay in the capital because of her protection. Once she is exposed tonight, even if the king does not punish her, her prestige in the court will fall to the bottom. At that time, what can she do to compete with the left?

Holding one hair and moving the whole body, not only the Li family and Princess Lizhu, but also many generals have sent people and horses to inquire. The night sky in Liujing is no longer quiet, and even the palace sitting in front of Wangjun Lake is also brightly lit up, and from time to time, feathered cavalry burst out.

And in front of Zhuque Street, several groups of people and horses fought endlessly. At the beginning, it was just a temptation. Later, when the eyes were red, no one recognized it. The blood stained the long street, the dead and dead horses were everywhere, and even more than a thousand Jin Wuwei could not control the scene.

The firelight rushed to the sky, the blood flowed into a river, and the shouts of killing came one after another, but the tall building in the middle of the battle circle was quiet.

On the seventh floor of Moyun Building, the young man rolled up his sleeves and calmly looked at the chaos downstairs. From time to time, a few sparks flashed in his eyes.

A crisp applause sounded from behind.

"The donor is not only good at shooting, but also has a delicate layout. After tomorrow, this farce will be known by Liu Jun. It is necessary to be furious and be implicated. The Li family will calm down, and the benefactor can also make a quiet profit.

Looking back, as far as An Bochen could see, he saw that there were two more people in the building. One of them had also met. It was the monk of the State of Qin who "helped" him to first realize that day.

"Master Wuhua is all good and sound."

An Bochen was not in a hurry and held a fist.

The word "no flowers" came out, and the young monk's face stiffened, and Zhang Bushi next to him grinned. Although he was smiling, he still looked sad.

The overall situation has been decided, and the sudden visit of Wuhua and his companions will not affect anything. An Bochen is worry-free and only waits for the farce to stop.

Everything is going according to the original plan. The young man's green shirt is leaning on the tall building, and the long gun is innocent and sharp. As long as you wait for a moment, until the last scene falls, An Bochen will be worry-free from then on.

However, at this time, the mutiny came out.

Wuhua and Zhang Bushi changed color at the same time. They looked up and looked out of the window. The moonlight was shining, and the night reflected the fire, but a long shadow appeared in the firelight.

Across the sky, winding about ten feet. The people downstairs are fighting fiercely and won't pay attention to it, but the three people upstairs can see it clearly. It is clearly a double-headed snake. In a blink of an eye, the wind passed by, the snake disappeared, and a slender Taoist came quickly.