Journey To the World of Film and Television

Haitang walks freely.

Fan Xian returned naturally and freely, patted his buttocks, put his hands behind his back, and Shi Shiran walked back along the moss-covered mountain road.

The two talked a lot and kept a lot of secrets from each other.

Looking at Fan Xian's leaving figure, Haitang revealed a pensive expression, and took out a few golden copper pins from her sleeve.

These were found from the blasted pits, and the pointed ends have been slightly deformed, and the blood stains on several of them are obviously the most deadly attacks.

Haitang has never fought against Zhou Ji, and even no one in Nanqing has ever had direct contact with him. They only know that he is famous in the Poetry Club of Prince Jing's Mansion. He provoked the ninth-rank swordsman Xie Bi'an on the spot, and then stopped the assassination on Niulan Street. Killed the eighth-rank master Cheng Jushu with one move.

Now it seems that what this person is best at may not be kendo, but the crossbow in the box.

A crossbow that fires sharp copper pins and is extremely powerful!

The warhead touched lightly and made a light sound.

Haitang turned around and jumped over the shallows, disappearing into the jungle.

the other side.

Zhou Ji didn't know that his reputation spread to Northern Qi, and he already had a very appropriate bandit number.

'Sword Coffin Zhou Ji'.

At this time, he was carrying his sword box all the way south, rushing towards Xinyang day and night.

After these days of recuperation, his ankle is no longer seriously damaged, and most of the internal strength that was previously overdrawn has recovered, so the journey is not too slow, and he arrived outside Xinyang City before the news of Yan Xiaoyi's death reached Xinyang.

In the distance, a slightly dilapidated city is located on the banks of the Xinshui River, with traffic, chickens and dogs hearing each other, paddy fields are patchwork, and mountains and forests in the distance rise and fall one after another. A wide avenue extends to the depths of the mountains and forests. There are clusters of pines and bamboos and several floors of pavilions.

Zhou Ji looked away, thinking secretly in his heart.

With Barrett's power, one shot will explode everywhere. With Li Yunrui's body, let alone leaving a whole body, even the corpse stitcher Lin Shou of the Autumn Harvest Execution Ground may not be able to kill him.

Pulling out a silver-gray pistol from his sleeve, Zhou Ji withdrew the magazine and glanced at it, then closed it with a bang, and stooped towards the princess' mansion.

Since Li Yunrui had dismissed almost all the court ladies and eunuchs when she left Beijing, all those who followed her to Xinyang were cronies, and one of the personal maids was even at the eighth rank.

Zhou Ji had stepped around the mansion in advance, and through the scope, he saw a woman with a fair complexion as creamy, walking out of the room with an elegant demeanor and a dignified figure.

Zhou Ji didn't know Li Yunrui, but he could recognize him.

Ever since he was expelled from Beijing, Li Yunrui has lived in seclusion in the mansion. Every day he just looks at the deserted flower beds and lawns in the courtyard, as if he is nostalgic for the past.

Perhaps it was because the chill in late autumn was too biting, Li Yunrui stood in the courtyard, feeling a bit chilly between his brows.

"After counting the time, it's time for Yan Xiaoyi to succeed, right?" Li Yunrui looked towards the distant mountains and murmured.

Looking up at the clear blue sky, a small bright light suddenly flashed in the distant forest. Li Yunrui subconsciously wanted to squint his eyes, and then a crisp sound broke the tranquility deep in the jungle, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Through the mountains and forests.

For a time, countless flying birds were startled.

Li Yunrui only felt a heat on her face, and then a thick blood flooded her surroundings. Touching her fingertips lightly, the scarlet and sticky blood stains made her heart tremble, and an extremely bad premonition appeared in her mind.

Subconsciously turning her head to look, she saw that the personal maid beside her had already flown out, and her whole body was cut in two.

"Ah~!!"

No matter how vicious the heart is, it can't offset the instinct of fear.

Li Yunrui had never seen such a tragic death, he screamed for a while, and his legs were a little weak.

who is it? Who is going to kill me?

A figure flashed in my mind, there was Shen Zhong, there was the Queen Mother of Northern Qi Dynasty, there was Fan Xian, there was Chen Pingping, and there was Emperor Qing.

In the end, all the figures gathered in one place, and a somewhat strange figure floated from the treetops in the distance, with a sword box on his back and murderous intent in his eyes.

"You are Zhou Ji?"

For some reason, Li Yunrui felt relieved, she didn't know the young man in front of her, but she knew one thing, the other party was not from Emperor Qing.

Just that is enough.

enough.

Zhou Ji glanced at the broken meat and blood stains all over the ground, and couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling unbearable but also quite helpless.

Everyone else in the mansion has already been caught by him, only Li Yunrui's personal maid, with the strength of the eighth rank, it is safer to use Barrett.

"No need to wait, no one will come to rescue you." Zhou Ji sighed softly, walked up to him and closed the maid's eyes, turned around to look at Li Yunrui, and said in a deep voice, "After all, it is Fan Xian's mother-in-law, I want Leave you with a whole body."

Fear comes from the unknown. When Li Yunrui saw that the person who came was Zhou Ji, he gradually regained his composure.

"Fan Xian asked you to come?" Li Yunrui snorted coldly, and said with a sneer, "Pretending!"

"The matter of killing you has nothing to do with him." Zhou Ji sighed softly, and said quietly: "It's just because you shouldn't have sent Yan Xiaoyi to the border to intercept and kill Fan Xian, and he shouldn't have shot me coldly. If I had hesitated then For a moment, at this moment, I will regret it for a lifetime."

'One farewell and two wide, never see each other again. '

The figure with the skirt swaying slightly and the arms outstretched appeared again in his mind.

A trace of boredom and resentment flashed in his eyes.

"I killed you purely to vent my anger." Zhou Ji flipped his wrist and took out a silver-gray iron tool. Li Yunrui's heart tightened for its strange shape and black hole, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

Gunshots rang out.

Li Yunrui's eyes widened, and there seemed to be a finger-thick blood hole between his brows, and through the hole, he could even see the withered grass and pool of blood behind him.

Zhou Ji looked at Li Yunrui, who was poured into a pool of blood, with neither sad nor happy eyes.

Mission.

After Fan Xian found someone to build a simple trestle bridge on the spot, he led the members of the mission across the river and through the forest, and officially entered the territory of Northern Qi.

The Wudu River was not far from Guishi Ridge, and there was a remote town upstream of the river. Because it was on the border between Qing Kingdom and Northern Qi, there were military posts stationed on both sides, and small conflicts were naturally inevitable.

Fan Xian knew that the residents of the town didn't feel close to his mission, so he didn't stay here. Instead, he went northward along the gradually leveled official road. After walking for several days, he finally saw a pass at the at the end of sight.

Rejecting horses and lining up, the door is wide open, and the garrison on the city wall goes to and fro on patrol.

Walking closer, a group of warriors dressed in brocade clothes, with scimitars on their waists, and a cold smell were lined up in two rows. Before they got close, a strong hostility began to brew. Everyone's hands subconsciously molded to the handle of the waist.