The bright moon dominated the world during the Qin Dynasty

It rained for three days and three nights, the rivers swelled, and all traces were lost in the wind and rain.

In the Qin army's camp, the sun was hiding behind the commander's desk, holding a bamboo slip in his hand.

On this bamboo slip, there is a record of the targets that Luo Wang has assassinated in recent days. There is a name on it, but it has never been confirmed.

Military strategist——Zhao Shuang!

Master Gen knelt in front of Zie Ri, cupped his hands and said.

"Lord Zhiri, Luo Wang and my soldiers have been searching along the coast for three days and have never found Zhao Shuang's body."

I wanted to find Zhao Shuang's body just to confirm. In fact, Zhan Ri also knew in his heart that he fell into the river and it rained continuously for days.

The body is almost impossible to find.

Even so, there was always a trace of hesitation in Ke Zhiri's heart. He didn't know where the source of this hesitation came from. Maybe it was because the young man was so stunning that even after three days, Zhi Ri still couldn't believe that Zhao Shuang was dead.

"He was struck by Lord Jing Salamander's fatal sword. The sword's edge penetrated straight into his heart and fell into the river. Even a person with excellent water skills would have difficulty escaping. Zhao Shuang is probably dead."

Master Gen's words made Zhanri raise his head and narrow his eyes.

"what do you want to say?"

"Lord Zhanri, Luowang has spent a lot of time to carry out this mission, and many tasks have been interrupted. The organization has already experienced a shortage of money and food. If this continues, I am afraid that Luowang's momentum will decline."

An organization like Luowang requires a large amount of funds to operate. In order to hunt down Zhao Shuang, the entire Luowang organization almost stopped operating and lost a lot of money.

Zhanri knew that Master Gen was right, but he still couldn't put down the pen in his hand.

"Is there any news from the Yin Yang family and Gui Gu?"

"The Yin Yang family is unwilling to exchange news with us, and the two heroes of Guigu are missing."

The pen in Zhan Ri's hand finally came down and he put a check mark in the column of 'Military Strategist - Zhao Shuang'.

After covering the sun, he handed the bamboo slips in his hands to someone else.

"Take it and file it!"

"Yes, Lord Zhiri!"

Zhan Ri calmed down his mind and spoke to Master Gen.

"Send a message and ask the assassins at all levels of Luowang to withdraw from this place separately and return to their original positions to wait for the mission."

Seeing Master Gen walking away, he covered the sun and recalled the situation of that day. In any case, he saw the scene before Zhao Shuang's death with his own eyes.

"No matter how amazing and talented a person is, he will eventually die."

Zhan Ri's lips curved up and he murmured, and everything about Zhao Shuang in his heart faded away.

It was a dark night with no firelight.

In the mountain house, Yun Zhongjun walked into the temporary stronghold of the Yin Yang family, all wet.

Concubine Yan and Moon God seemed to have just returned from the outside. Their bodies were wet, and each had a cloak wrapped around their bodies.

"How's it going?"

Yun Zhongjun shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

"His Excellency Dong Huang has not been found yet, and there is no news from Zhao Shuang."

Yun Zhongjun raised his head and looked at the two guardians of the Yin Yang family.

"Zhao Shuang should be dead!"

"impossible!"

Concubine Yan and Moon God said at the same time, the fire in their eyes made Yun Zhongjun shiver.

"The two adults want to personally kill Zhao Shuang and wash away the shame. I understand."

Yun Zhongjun raised his head and looked at the two people who were silent again.

"But we have all seen the scene before Zhao Shuang's death. The first-class assassin of Luowang Tianzi, Jing Salamander, stabbed his sword straight into his heart. There is no way that Zhao Shuang could have survived. The river is so fast that Zhao Shuang's body may not be found. arrive."

The door suddenly opened, and wind and rain blew into the house.

Concubine Yan and Yueshen stood up with alarmed expressions on their faces, but saw Donghuang Taiyi walking in from outside.

In the wind and rain, his figure looked very strange.

"Your Excellency Donghuang!"

Donghuang Taiyi walked very slowly, not like his usual appearance at all.

It can even be said to be a bit difficult.

This word suddenly came to everyone's mind, but they immediately rejected this ridiculous idea.

Donghuang Taiyi sat on the couch in the room and asked as the first question.

"How is Zhao Shuang?"

Yun Zhongjun cupped his hands and said.

"That day, Zhao Shuang was chased by a net. He didn't escape. He was pierced through the heart by a sword from Jingli. His body fell into the river and he was already dead."

Donghuang Taiyi seemed to be relieved after hearing Yun Zhongjun's words, and had no time to verify the specific affairs.

Donghuang Taiyi didn't answer, just said something softly, and then he felt an uncontrollable feeling of weakness.

"I see!"

Your Excellency Donghuang was injured?

"This place is not safe. Go back to Yin Yang's home immediately."

"Yes, Your Excellency Donghuang."

In the cave.

Zhao Shuang took out the blood bag wrapped around his chest from the armor, his hands covered with blood. He threw it aside with some disgust and was about to light a fire, but suddenly he heard a cough in his ear.

"who?"

Zhao Shuang looked at the entrance of the cave with some vigilance, but saw Old Pangtou being helped in.

Zhao Shuang hurried over, helped Pang Nuan to the fire, and lit the fire.

"what happened to him?"

"He fought with the leader of the Yin-Yang family, and both sides suffered losses. If the leader of the Yin-Yang family does not stay in seclusion for ten or eight years, it will be difficult to recover. And he, I am afraid that from now on, he can only cultivate and wait until his death."

The man who saved Old Pangtou spoke plainly, even with a hint of complaint.

Pang Nuan smiled, feeling the warmth from the fire, and opened his mouth weakly.

"Fellow Daoist Beiming, you are still so unpleasant to listen to."

"Bei Mingzi?"

Zhao Shuang was a little surprised when he heard Pang Nuan's words.

It is really strange for this Taoist Tianzong master to appear here now.

"You are already a long time old, and you still have to get involved in the right and wrong of various countries and hundreds of families. It is not easy to save a life in the end."

Bei Mingzi shook his head, turned his eyes from Pang Nuan, and stared at Zhao Shuang, as if looking at a strange piece of art.

"In the past five hundred years, many of our Taoist classics have been lost due to the various disputes between the Yin-Yang family, the Human Sect, and the Tian Sect. You are probably the first person in the past five hundred years to master the "Hold the Qi Jing"."

"Unfortunately, there is still a missing piece of "Dongzhang Fantasy"."

Pang Nuan was nearby, looking at Bei Mingzi's regretful look, and smiled.

"Just say whatever you have to say. He can be considered half of my disciple."

"Since he is half your disciple, it will be much easier to handle. It just so happens that everyone in the world thinks he is dead at this moment." Bei Mingzi smiled, looked at Zhao Shuang, and asked, "Then I will pass on your copy of "The Cave" "Zhang Huan Fa" is not considered against the sect rules."

"What's your seniority?"

Zhao Shuang looked at Pang Nuan and then at Bei Mingzi. He really didn't know what the relationship between the two was.

"Seniority? It's simple. I, a Taoist, never care about these vulgar etiquettes. There must be an order in the secular world. Let's talk about our friendship as equals!"

"I am a brother and you are a brother."

Zhao Shuang was stunned and thought to himself.

Is this okay?