Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Chapter name: Assassin strikes

230. Assassin strikes

"About, who are you going to kill? Why do you want to listen to this king?"

Guan Yuran was also surprised to see the white hair of the ink repaired from inside. But this time he was not afraid of ink repairing. In his heart, he is now the loyal minister of the Great Chu, the emperor's confidant, and the ink repair is nothing but a traitor who is cast aside by the individual. What's more important is that there are at least 3,000 elite soldiers inside and outside this small town, and there are only a few dozen people in the ink repair system. Even if the Mohist army is so powerful, Guan Yu can't think of any reason for his own failure. So, after the initial surprise, Guan Xi’s look at the ink repairs has once again become arrogant and smashed, and the pair is in the smaller eyes because of the overgrown face in these years. Full of grievances and hatred.

Yes, it is hate. This world includes Mo Jingqi, the king of a country. It is estimated that few men do not hate ink repair. Sitting on the two kings and the Mojiajun, the world’s super-powerful forces, the world’s best-selling martial arts, handsome and beautiful faces, and a wife and lovely son who are envied by all ambitious men. When the world is really unable to find a reason not to repair the ink.

But the hatred of ink repair is far ahead of everyone. When he was still with the young boy's emperor's ink, he was the object of his envy and jealousy. There was a mountain underneath, and Mo Xiu was coming from a white dress, and he took a slap in the face with a whip. Let him lose face in front of thousands of soldiers and horses. Since then, he has produced a kind of heartfelt hatred and resentment against Mo Xiu, who hates the origin of ink repair. If ink repairing is not the son of the king's palace, how dare he draw his whip in front of so many people? If he is not the son of Mo Liufang, who is not the son of Mo Liufang, how can he have such a good qualification? Therefore, he was also one of the happiest people when he saw that the palace was unlucky.

"Definitely... ink repair, you chaos thieves still dare to set foot on the land of the big Chu? Today, the general will be going to smash your corpse to report the emperor!" Guan Yu pointed to the ink repair and righteous words. Inklessly sneaked a slap in the face, faintly said: "Mu Jing praying people is more and more not picking, let a blind man lead the army, even if he does not worry that you will fall from the immediately, you should worry about the bottom The safety of the soldiers." Feng Zhiyao waved a fan and smiled and said: "Isn't it? Guan Jiang, the body of the disabled, certainly can't walk on the battlefield. If you fall from the horse immediately to the side, you can How is it good? Hey... talking to the emperor is too ignorant of the soldiers."

"You...you!" The gasp of gasp, his hate is that others lift their legs. He is a military commander, and his legs are equal to everything. Even the civil servant, for the face of the court, it is impossible to let a blind man enter the dynasty. Therefore, the emperor thought of his former friendship and sent himself outside to lead the troops. In fact, it is said that the fact that the leader is actually on the battlefield is not enough for him to hang a virtual title. Although he has done a good job in recent years, how can the southwestern border be more prosperous than Chujing? And all this... is caused by the people of Dingwangfu! Although Guan Yu did not know that he was trampled off by the horse at the beginning, it was decided that the Wangfu government would push the slogan to guard against the broken snow, but still single-mindedly put this charge on the head of the palace. However, the reason for Guan Yu is that he is a confidant of Mo Jingqi, so Mo Xiuzhen deliberately wants to get rid of him. "I want to kill you! I want to kill you! Give me an arrow and shoot these thieves!" Guan Yu finally couldn't help but anger and screamed.

However, the men and women under his command are not as obedient as he imagined. After all, the prestige of the king's palace is a myth that is perpetuated in the army for a hundred years. It is not the destruction of the ink scene that can be completely destroyed. Got it. If you give Mercury a twenty-three-year time, you may be able to completely erase the reputation of the king's palace in Dachu, but after five years, it is too short. Moreover, when the Northwest announced the break with Dachu, the book of the world was spread throughout the north and south of the river. Ordinary people may not be different from each other, but they also understand that the royal family is not sure that the palace is not the king of the palace. The murder of the father did not share the sky. Ding Wang did not immediately lead the Mohist army to squad the capital to avenge his father and his brother. This is what the people seem to have been a lot of respect for the eternal protection of the great Chu. At this time, the squad wanted to shoot the men and women of the ink repairing group immediately. These priests, even if they did not read the prestige of the king's palace, would have to look at the mysterious unicorn of the gods.

Inklessly smiled and smiled and glanced around the soldiers around the inn. The soldiers who had been holding the bow and arrow hesitated, could not help but drop the bow and arrow after this faint look.

At first glance, the soldiers did not listen to their own command, but they were so angry that they turned black and roared: "Let's go! Do you have to rebel? You still don't quickly execute these thieves!"

The soldiers below are naturally embarrassed. They don't want or want to be enemies with Dingwang, but they are their bosses. Even if this boss is unpopular, they still have to obey his orders. Feng Zhiyao came out of the crowd with a smile, and smiled at everyone: "In fact, everyone does not need the future, this problem is a good solution." The people wondered, do not know how the current red man is ready to solve this problem. I saw a phoenix robes sleeves waved, a long whip shot from the sleeves, and went straight to the point. Between the people and the gods, Guan Yu has been **** by the long whip and pulled directly from the crowd to the phoenix. I also blame the person who was discovered after the attack on the cucumber.

Too much is inconvenient to dodge yourself. So people let go of some, otherwise the phoenix of the phoenix may not be able to pull him out of the crowd.

Looking down at the knot that was tied with his own whip, Feng Zhiyao took the folding fan and held his chin and smiled awkwardly: "Is this not solved? The surnames of the Guan are taken away, and you go back and report it truthfully. It’s done. Don’t worry, he won’t come back.”

The soldiers hesitated for a moment and finally gave way. Originally, Guan Yu took them to this place and did not pass the consent of the southwestern commander General Jingbian. Instead, he took the secret of Mo Jingqi and secretly acted. So if they go back and tell the story that they have been taken away, General Jingbian will not punish them. This is to avoid the fight with the Ding Wangfu, it is indeed the best of both worlds. The soldiers feel satisfied, but Guan Yu does not think so. What is the meaning of Fengzhiyao’s words? Naturally, I can understand it clearly. If I was really arrested by my king, I’ve been here for a long time. “You dare! After returning, the general must sue the emperor for all of you. People are full of copying!" This is not a good thing, and the soldiers have retreated faster. In the end, the deputy was also rushing to Fengfengzhi and others. "At this time, we are related to the lives of thousands of soldiers. We also ask Wang Ye to bother with it." Ink repaired his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "Reassure, this king does not I will be tired of you." The deputy will be happy, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Looking at the soldiers of Dachu retreat, Feng Zhiyao looked back and asked: "Wang Ye, are we leaving here first?" Thousands of soldiers entered the city, such a big thing is absolutely unstoppable. They still have to leave here first.

Ink repaired nodded and said: "If you have used the meal, leave it."

A group of people dragged a city that was helped by a scorpion out of the city. When they were still in the inn, they kept yelling. The phoenix was too screaming that he was screaming, and he picked up a rag from the table and stuffed it into it. In his mouth. The clams that were greasy with the greasy rags turned straight and could only be screamed.

Less than ten miles out of the city, Qin Feng, who first opened the road, suddenly stopped. The people behind me naturally stopped, watching all the surroundings with vigilance. Qin Feng sneered a sigh: "Come out, even Tibetans are not good enough to learn others to follow the sneak attack?!" The voice did not fall, and several sharp arrows rushed toward the Qin wind. Qin Feng and even the horse are too lazy to sit down and sit on the horse's back and let the long arrow shoot. On the roadside hillsides, there are many black masked figures on the trees. Feng Zhiyao whispered to Zhuo Jing, "I know that this trip to Nannan will not be so happy. But...Is it really okay to wear a black face for a long time?" What other eyes are more eye-catching than black? Zhuo Jing pumped his mouth, and he was far away from the phoenix. He said: "The killer generally likes black face."

"Nonsense, there are so many killers in the Wang Pavilion, have you seen them in black?" Feng Zhiyao retorted that the Wang Wang Pavilion claimed to be the first killer organization in the world, but never wear uniforms. This shows that clothing uniformity is harmful to the killer organization.

"Three-way killer." Zhuo Jing calmly said.

Listening to Feng Zhiyao and Zhuo Jing, you can see the sneer of my words, so that the atmosphere that should have been chilled has become inexplicable. The masked black-skinned killers, though they couldn’t see the look because they covered their faces, but the eyes that seemed to be angry were enough to explain their anger. Feng Zhiyao smiled and looked at the opposite killer, smiling casually: "In fact, in addition to the third-rate killer, there is another kind of person who must cover his face during the day."

Yeli smiles and asks: "Who?"

Feng Zhiyao smiled and said: "See people who are not suitable, such as ... big inside guards!"

The killers were silent, but they still couldn’t hide the horrified eyes revealed by their eyes. In the first step, Mo Xiu took a look at the killers who surrounded him. He smiled lightly: "The big inside guard? Mo Jingqi is just trying to cover the name. It is really a move." Feng Zhiyao laughed. : "Isn't it, we have decided that Wangfu has already broken off relations with Dachu, and Mo Jing prays that we can kill people who can be straightforward. Just like in the city, isn't it good? Why is it so sneaky?" But what about..."

Qin Feng said coldly: "It will be regarded as a big Chu who wants to challenge the Mohist army."

The killers hesitated a bit, and the leader of the knife pointed at the ink repair and sighed: "Ding Wang Ye, don't have to say more. If we are ordered to come back with the heads of Wang Ye and Wang Hao, we will have to head down. "Well," he said, and he waved all the people together and rushed over to Murray. Ink 尧 尧 尧 淡 淡 淡 , , , , , 淡 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨In the case of ink repair, other people will naturally not be idle, and the sound of killing on the quiet official road will become a piece.

Several killers besieged the ink repairs and failed, and the mind turned to the glass that was repaired by ink and repaired in the arms. The four killers joined forces to make every effort to open the attention of ink repair, while the other two killers took the opportunity to point to the glass. Ye Li was repaired by ink in the range of activities in his arms. He did not answer. He saw that the two swords could stab the glass, and the killer with the sword was happy. However, he suddenly felt that his heart was bright. The original Wang Hao, who was originally in the ink repairing mind, had already disappeared, but his heart was filled with a cold dagger. The hand that has been slender and jade has been holding the handle of the dagger and has not hesitated to take it out. Suddenly, the **** spray, slowly falling down, but the killer’s line of sight blurred and looked at the beautiful and gentle, like Chu Jing’s most elegant, everyone’s graceful king, holding the dagger that dyed his blood, and spinning to let another handle open. The long sword that was attacked, like a light blue wind, had a slender red mark on his partner's neck...

Two people were killed between the fingers, and Ye Liu smacked the blood on the dagger and frowned. In the past few years, there has been a lack of exercise, and my skills are not very flexible. It seems that although this world has learned the merits and internal strengths, I am afraid that it will not recover from the peak of the past. However, I looked up and saw a little ink repairing that had already cleared the nearby killer, and I smiled. This world is not the same after all, even if you can't really recover to the peak, it doesn't matter?

After the ink repaired him and the people near Yeli, he was not working. The surrounding guards also spontaneously and automatically separated the assassin from the Wangye Wang, so that in addition to occasionally solving one or two fish, the Yeli two became the most leisurely person present.

"They are dragging their time." Ye Li looked at the killers around the guards, frowning. Ink repaired faintly: "They are afraid that they didn't think that the waste would actually let us out of the small town. At this time, the manpower is not enough to delay the time." I want to deal with the guards of the Dingfu, especially the ones. When there is a unicorn, it is impossible to have three or five times more people. In front of this, hundreds of people have not seen enough for everyone to grind their teeth. Ye Li looked up at him and said, "You want to..."

Ink repaired and sneered: "Wait. If you don't give a lesson to Mo Jing, he doesn't know what it means to stop. Although we are not afraid of him, it is very disturbing for mosquitoes and flies."

Seeing that Mo Xiuyu said this, I must have thought about it in the heart. Looking at the fights of the people by the horses next to them. The horses of Dingwangfu are excellent war horses of thousands of choices. Even if they are now smashed on the official road, the horses just ran to the grass on the roadside and ate the weeds quietly. There was no horror at all. Even a few horses stood on the official road and took the opportunity to step on a few black assassins who were knocked down on the ground.

Although the killers tried to delay the time, but before and after a quarter of an hour, a group of killers have all lie flat on the ground. The guards who followed the ink repairs and glazed the south of the glaze had been fed up for a few days. No matter where they went, there were people watching in the dark. It was natural that some of them could not be able to move their hands. When I stopped, I still complained that my opponent was too weak.

In fact, it is impossible for Mo Xiu to stop and wait for the other party to come to the door. The pedestrians have to continue on the road. As for the corpse on the official road, there is no one to pay attention to it. Anyway, the ordinary people will not go to the official road, so there is no need to worry about scaring people.

The group knew that the next day was almost approaching the broken snow, and still did not see people catch up. If it is said that the people of Mojingqi are not dragging to this extent. Mo Xiu wrinkled his frown and waved his hand and said: "A few of you will go back and tie all the deputies of Chen Bingzhong Town along the way to the king." Several unicorns heard the order immediately and asked: "Wang, kill Don't kill?" Mo Xiu faintly said: "You can tie and tie, you can't tie it and kill."

"Subordinate to obey!" How can they have a mission that cannot be completed? The next few people decided that they must tie all the deputies who were in the city of the seriously ill to the northwest. Although there are some regrets, why did Wang Ye not order the kidnappers? It doesn't matter what the deputy will sound.

Wen Yan, Feng Zhiyao asked some curiously: "Wang Ye, aren't they not chasing them? It seems that they are quite interesting." Mo Jingqi certainly can't just just send a group of people to assassinate them, but They did not hide the trail along the way. The only thing that can be explained is that the generals who guarded the city were ruined and had no intention of chasing them.

Ink repaired the lips and corners to a very small extent, and said coldly: "Let the king, etc. also pay a price."

Feng Zhiyao could not help but have a chill, in the end, it is still Mo Jingqi to provoke the prince, right? Think about it, when all the vice-presidents were suddenly kidnapped and disappeared, the news came to Chu Jing, and then the ink-faced phoenix will be secretly happy. Being able to tie up the deputy will naturally be able to tie the main players. I believe that when they return from Nanxun, they will be smooth and clean along the way.

"Wang Ye, the front is broken snow. You said that General Murong will not..."

Ink repaired his head and shook his head: "General Murong is just right and honest, and Mo Jing prays that he will not give such instructions to him. It is not so easy to mobilize the soldiers and horses even if there is a person who has a meditation in the snow."

Feng Zhiyao nodded. "It’s also true."

Ink repaired his head and said to Ye Zidao: "Let's take a rest in Yonglin, how about going out the next morning?"

Ye Liu nodded: "You decide, brother should be waiting for us in Yonglin." Looking at the city that is already in sight, Ye Lan could not help but sigh. It has been five or six years in a blink of an eye. Six years ago, she was still trying to guard this small town, but now it seems that they have no relationship with them.