Chapter 261 Kill one kill after another
The night wind is awe-inspiring. Although there is the sound of firecrackers in the town not far away, the current anti-killing hostility and strong murderous spirit are really difficult to be blocked.
A dark and luxurious carriage was intercepted by several masked men in black on the road of Gyeonggi. The horse snorted low, and the horseshoe tower made a series of soft noises on the ground, while the carriage stopped.
The driver wore a bamboo hat on his head, which made people unable to see his age clearly, and the loose clothes of the servants on his body made people unable to guess his real identity. However, at this time, the black masked people in front of them clearly knew that this person was definitely not an ordinary coachman.
When facing the interception of the four killers in the shadow organization at the same time, he was still calm. His aura and murderous spirit were enough to unite with the four of them against the enemy.
The four people were all dressed in uniform, with black night clothes, black cloth towels wrapped around their hair, and black triangle towels wrapped around the lower half of their faces, only revealing a pair of eyes dripping around outside. The four people hit a signal with each other's eyes, which turned out to be together.
The coachman drew a cold smile. The bamboo hat on his head had not moved away. His people had risen flat, and the cold light flashed in his hand. Together, the dagger in his hand had accurately pierced the front heart of one of them. The stabbed man obviously couldn't believe how the coachman could be so fast. Quick and agile skills?
Before he could snort, the first man in black fell to the ground.
The three people behind naturally saw the moment of the lightning, and there was a throbbing in their hearts. The three of them no longer delayed. They waved their swords and attacked at the same time. The corners of the coachman's clothes trembled, bulging out a strong fighting spirit. The short sword in his left hand disappeared with a sw of his left hand, but a highly flexible sword popped from his waist. The sword is about a finger wide, and the body of the sword is as bright as water. It is a real sword. When the sword is away from the sheath, there is a sound similar to a crane singing straight to the air.
It's not good!
This idea flashed in the hearts of the other three people at the same time.
This is... Heming Sword!
People in the world have always thought that this sword had died in the biggest battle between good and evil in the world five years ago, but they never thought that this sword still existed in the world, and there were people holding this sword alive in front of them!
When the three of them thought about the matter here for three or four minutes, the sword that made Jianghu people afraid of the news had sealed their throats with a sword, cut open the throats of the two of them, and suddenly blood spewed out!
Under the moon night, the coachman in a bamboo hat arched his legs and a sword on his chest. In front of him, two men in black with machetes were cut open, and blood spewed out thinly, making this cool moonlight stained with a layer of bloody red. And this killing is not over yet.
The third person saw that the other three companions had been killed and had no intention of fighting. He turned around and was about to run. The driver laughed coldly and was as fierce as the fiercest falcon in the woods in the night. The man in black was stunned. He actually threw down the body of his companions to use the indulgence of light kung fu. His body swept away. It floated out of a distance of more than ten meters.
The coachman not only did not chase, but stood still with a sword in his right hand, but suddenly appeared in the narrow sleeve of his left hand. A cold light flew directly into the back of the third person. The man heard the sound of a metal flying arrow behind him in mid-air and cried in his heart. The voice was not good. He hurriedly resisted the true breath and turned his body more than half an inch. The sword actually failed, just sliding a mouth against his arm. Even so, the severe pain still slowed down his body.
At this time, the coachman's long sword was accurate to his choked throat, and no sound could be heard at all. The third person had just flew in mid-air, and suddenly fell to the ground like a broken kite.
The coachman put his legs in place, picked up his dagger from the ground, wiped his blood on the body, withdrew his sleeve again, and whispered to the empty place, "Go back and tell your master that I have shown mercy and killed all four people. The life I owe him has been paid off. If he has another time, I will definitely take the assassin alive and give it to the Lord.
After he finished speaking, he straightened the ribbon of the bamboo hat under his jaw, turned around and left, with no intention of dragging mud and water.
Behind him, the north wind was still roaring, but on the wilderness of Jingji, the four bodies that had just lying down disappeared in an instant...
When the carriage was put up again, the horse Herod made a cry. The coachman restrained his murderous spirit, raised his hand and patted the horse's buttocks. The horse ran to the most central position of the capital in pain.
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"Princess, Han Wugui is back." Min Yan was just busy cleaning up the mess in the kitchen. When he went to Yunshang's room, he couldn't find her. As a result, he kept looking in the yard and found that Yunshang, which was like mud, was piled up under a plum tree, humming and singing something.
Well, it's really a headache. Thinking of Miss Gu's vomiting wine just now, he was even more upset. "Why did one or both of them drink themselves like this? Is the wine really that good? I don't understand. I really don't understand what the princess thinks.
"It's too cold in the yard. Help the princess go back to her room to rest first. Let Xiangxiang prepare the sobering soup and wait in the room. The princess drinks too much cold wine, and I guess she will toss around in the middle of the night. Mr. Wen didn't know when he appeared behind him. Min Yan answered and called two maids to help Yunshang. "The princess really loves wine."
Mr. Wen took advantage of the light of the octagonal palace lamp in the yard, looked at the little girl who made him drunk and lowered his eyes. "The princess doesn't like drinking. She just has too many words, but no one can understand."
Minyan was shocked and looked at Mr. Wen, "Can't you understand?"
Wen Ruotu shook his head, picked up the wine pot on the ground and handed it to the little man next to him. "Some can be shared, but some loneliness is only she understands."
Han Wuji, dressed as a driver, handed the horse whip in his hand to Min Yan. In addition to the bucket hat on his head, there was a clear clue in a pair of stars. He dismissed the servants around him. Wen Ruotu said to him faintly, "Let you kill people on New Year's Eve. Thank you for your hard work."
There was a trace of strangeness in Han Wuji's eyes, looking at the young man with a goatee in front of him, "How do you know I killed them?"
"Because of your murderous spirit." Wen Ruotu smiled disapprovingly and shook his head, "You have forgotten that we have known each other a few years ago, the only heir of He Mingjian."
The cold and blameless eyes flashed over the surprise, struggled, murderous spirit, and finally calmed down.
Wen Ruotu looked at his look in his eyes and smiled faintly. When he turned around and left, he said to him, "Don't forget who you are working for now."
Han Wugui frowned, stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Princess, she..."
"Princess? The princess knows everyone under her hands like the palm of her hand. Do you think that the big thing of the heir of the crane sword that suddenly disappeared in the world five years ago can escape the pursuit of her pigeon camp? Wen Ruotu stood up and whispered with his back to him.
A look of surprise flashed on Han Wuji's face, but it soon became normal. He stood behind Wen Ruotu and bowed his head without saying anything.
Wen Ruotu seemed to have already guessed his thoughts. He smiled in a low voice and said, "Don't worry, the princess has already known your identity, but she doesn't care about it. The so-called suspects don't need to use people, and there is no doubt about using people. That's what I mean. I just hope that you can understand your identity at this time in the future. Yesterday's all kinds of things like yesterday's death. . The crane sword has been disappearing for a long time.
After saying a series of mindless words, Wen Ruotu's blue and white shirt disappeared between the bright red happy colors.
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"The prince, my subordinates are not doing well. Both assassinations failed. Please punish me." Just after dawn in the morning, a man in black had knelt in front of a noble man in a crane cloak in white, with a look of shame on his face.
Hearing his subordinates say such words, the prince in white didn't care at first. Only when his subordinates said "two assassinations", a shocked expression appeared on his face. His fingers trembled slightly. He tried to ask in the same voice as usual, "The failure of the assassination arranged on Xiaxi Road before was As I expected, the second time..."
"The second time in the land of Gyeonggi, my subordinates did not expect that the other party would have such a master's personal protection. My subordinates have sent four kills according to Mr. Bai's intention, but all four of them died under the other party's sword."
Mr. Bai... It's really him.
The noble man in white sneered, "Be kind to their family."
"Yes, son, my subordinates will try their best to find out what the other party is."
"Don't check it."
The man in black kneeling on the ground was stunned and looked at his master puzzledly. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the porch, and another young man in white came from far to near.
The noble man in white raised his head slightly, looked at an ink landscape scroll hanging on the wall, and said faintly, "Go down." The man in black saluted, turned around and retreated.
When the young man in white stepped into the threshold, the nobleman finally turned his head with a smile on his face. A pair of peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Bai Cang, do you owe me a reasonable explanation?"
Bai Cang had long expected that he would ask such a question. He calmly picked up his robe and knelt on the ground. "Bai Cang changed the action plan without authorization and asked the prince to punish him."
He said he was to punish him, but his face was fearless.
The noble prince looked at him for a long time, sighed and said with emotion, "Bai Cang, you should know that I will definitely not punish you with your feelings."
Bai Cang's face showed disappointment and still knelt on the ground. "In the past, the prince had clear rewards and punishments, and he would never use distant and near relatives as the reason. You really disappoint your subordinates.