Out of the mountain, Wuchang put on makeup and hired a car to rush to Jiang'an City. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In fact, even if he didn't wear makeup, he was very different from his original appearance, becoming a stout high-roller, completely different from his original weak image, even if his portraits were posted everywhere, no one would recognize them, and those who had seen him in the mountains had died under his sword.

Jiang'an City is a bustling city, with a famous red and pink street.

Cai Yi went straight to the Red Pink Street with no length, and the red sleeves fluttered everywhere on the painting buildings on both sides of the street, and the slender hands that attracted guests were more seductive.

Wu Chang didn't have the slightest indulgence, and now saving his life and completing the task is the most important thing, and he doesn't look down on these vulgar fans.

Caiyi was in front, and he followed him and walked into the Green Silk Building.

Qingsi Building is very different from other red buildings, the rockery in the courtyard weeping willows, small pavilion orchid grass, is very elegant.

There is no bustard and a big teapot to welcome guests, and the sound of the embroidery building is not a wandering cry, but the vocal music of the silk and bamboo orchestra.

It is a high-class rouge place.

Walking into the Shengxiang Pavilion, which was specially designed for guests to play and sing, Caiyi stared directly at the show girl who was playing the pipa, like a lustful benefactor.

Without looking at the past, the beautiful girl's hand shook, and the pipa string broke on the ground.

Wu Chang stared at her hand, it was a delicate hand, but the pipa strings that were difficult for ordinary people to pull with force did not pull through her lightly.

This woman is a master.

Wuchang sat on an empty table, asked the female official who served the tea to take the pen and inkstone, asked the name of the girl who played the pipa, wrote a few words, and then wrapped a dime of broken gold in paper and handed it to the female official: "Give it to the girl of Qinyin, and give her a shock." ”

His handwriting is still the same ugly: "Three watches, ten miles west of the city, ask the sword." ”

There is a big willow tree ten miles west of Jiang'an City, which has passed by here when it has not grown.

The willow tree is embraced by several people, the tree is tall and densely branched, and it is a place where people who travel far away and their relatives and friends part, and this big tree is called the parting willow.

At the beginning of the shift, the girl came to the parting willow.

She didn't want to run and couldn't run.

The enemy can find her in the Shengxiang Pavilion of Qingsi Tower, it is useless for her to flee anywhere, and the secret agent of the foreign land encounters the dog of the god domain is an endless situation, rather than being on guard in fear every day, it is better to fight to the death.

At the last quarter of the moon, the moon is dusk.

Qin Yin looked around, you can see the distance, in addition to the road, there is a field, there are crops in the field that are not up to the knees, and you can't hide people.

The trees were covered with yellow leaves, dead leaves, and thick piles like blankets.

Qin Yin carefully took out a packet of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the dead leaves around the tree, this medicinal powder was slightly fishy, like the smell of rotting leaves, but as long as people inhaled some of it, they would faint, and she believed that the enemy would never notice when they came to the tree, and as long as they were hit by her powder, they would die in her hands.

Holding her breath, she took out a rope with a hook at the end, and she threw her hand over a branch and quickly climbed the tree.

She was going to wait for her enemies in the trees.

Untied the cloak on her body, revealing a black power suit, Qin Yin looked at her delicate body, a little proud, she was not eroded by a comfortable life, and knew that the crisis could come at any time, so she insisted on hard training every day.

Standing among the trees, she looked around.

There are some white cobwebs between the leaves, and a few moths are stuck to them, wrapped in spider silk into small cocoons.

All things in heaven and earth are just a life-and-death contest.

Qin Yin thought as she untied the soft sword at her waist.

Looking down through the gaps in the leaves, she could see everything under the tree, but she believed that the enemy could not see her hidden in the tree under the tree, and the enemy would never have thought that she would come so early.

She carefully examined every place around her, and when she was fighting, she must not be tripped by any branch, and the masters fought each other, even if it was a slight mistake, which was enough to kill.

There was the sound of a carriage in the distance, and she held her breath and did not move, but the carriage only passed under the tree without stopping.

It was a late returnee.

Qin Yin breathed a sigh of relief, she had come too early.

There was a great deal of fortitude in her eyes, and she leaned against the trunk of the tree, and gently slept while listening to the sounds around her.

She had to keep her spirits up and deliver a fatal blow when the enemy arrived.

Time passed quietly, the hustle and bustle of the city had long been heard, and the sound of beating the watch was faintly heard.

The second is more.

There was only the chirping of insects in the fields, and the rustling of leaves in the breeze, and the occasional vole passing by, stepping on the fallen leaves and making a sound of squeezing.

The wait is long.

Qin Yin silently counted, waiting for the approach of the third watch and the arrival of the enemy.

She believed that the enemy would not lose his words, that was a person who was proud from the bottom of his bones, and he was the executor of the Divine Domain, and he would not insult the dignity of the Divine Domain.

The hook moon has been oblique, and the third is closer.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves was heard again, and the carriage was still not from the direction of Jiang'an City, but the opposite.

But the muscles of the sound of the piano collapsed, and at this time, it could not be anyone else except the enemy.

The driver of the carriage was an old man, with a slender body, not the same person during the day, and the curtain of the carriage was hanging, and he did not know what was inside.

The carriage came to a halt under the parting tree.

The driver jumped out of the car, looked left and right, walked up to the tree, unbuckled his belt and peed.

I have seen a lot of men's things, and I don't feel surprised, and I don't have any shame, especially the old man's, and she is not even half curious, she is engrossed in the movement of the carriage.

But no one came down from the carriage.

The sound of the piano was not in a hurry, the whole carriage was within the range of her fans, and the longer the enemy stayed there, the better it would be for her.

The old man fastened his trouser belt, looked in the direction of Jiang Ancheng again, then sat down on the wheel, took out his pipe and flint, lit the fire, and smoked.

That's it, the carriage has not departed, and the enemy will be in the carriage.

"Bang, bang, bang" The sound of beating in the distance came faintly.

Three more.

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage flickered, and a shadow jumped out of the carriage.

Qinyin's heart tightened, and her hand holding the sword tightened, and she saw the shadow clearly, it was the man's dog during the day.

The puppy suddenly raised his head and barked at the tree.

Broken! Found by a dog!

What to do?

Do you want to jump down and kill yourself? The enemy has been in the powder under the tree for a long time.

Qin Yin bowed up, brushed away the branches and leaves in front of him with his hands, and prepared to jump from the tree and fight to the death.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt something strange above her head, and there was a strange sound above, and before she could react, a long sword stabbed from top to bottom, piercing her neck and piercing into her heart!

It's over, it's over, the enemy arrived earlier than she did!

The enemy had hid in the tree earlier, and for so long above her, she hadn't heard any noise, didn't even feel anything unusual, and didn't notice a hint of murder.

Kotone wanted to look up at her enemy, a terrible enemy, but her body did not obey her at all, and she slumped limply on the trunk of the tree, her consciousness passing quickly.

Mucho slowly drew the sword so that the blood would enter the ribcage without spurting out.

He wiped the blood on the sword on the woman's body, and looked at the delicate and bulging body in front of him, and there was no pity in his eyes.

An enemy is an enemy, whether it is a man or a woman.

Now it's the dead man.

After leaving Anxi City, he didn't delay for a moment, and immediately came here to hide on the parting willow.

He had countless opportunities to kill the enemy, especially the moment when the woman came up to the tree, but he held back, he wanted to exercise himself, hide his voice and killing intent, and he did it, and the woman did not notice him from beginning to end.

The biggest gain this time is not to kill the enemy, or to complete another step in the task, but to the convergence of killing intent, Wu Chang has been looking at the enemy below calmly, his heart is empty, he doesn't think about anything, and even his eyes are very scattered, it seems that he is not looking at people, but at a branch, a leaf, and even when the woman looks up and sweeps him, he doesn't have any abnormality.

When he fell out of the sword from top to bottom, he did not have the slightest murderous intent, as if it was not killing, but the gentle touch of his lover.

A killer hidden in the shadows is terrifying, and a killer without killing intent is even more terrifying.

Mucho picked up the woman's body, threw it off the tree, and jumped down with it.

The coachman was so shocked that he fell out of the car, lay on the ground and kowtowed, "The king spared his life, the little one didn't see anything, and the money for hiring the car was returned, please spare the small one, you want this car, just take it." ”

It was a sword light that answered him.

Wu Chang shook his head slightly, he spent a lot of money to hire a car to buy not only the car, but also the driver's life.

The car was filled with dry firewood, and the old coachman and the woman were set on fire, making them a mandarin duck with the same fate.

"Caiyi, how many are left, where?"

The little dog Caiyi held his head high and looked in the direction of Lanling Mountain.

Only the king of Lanling remains.

This is the most difficult hard bone to gnaw, not only is the martial arts extremely strong, resourceful, but also has been assassinated for a long time, and there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers to protect it, and there are many capable people under him, and it is difficult to kill the king of Lanling than to assassinate the emperor of the dynasty.

If you want to kill the King of Lanling on your own, and you have to retreat with all your body, this is an impossible task.

Fortunately, there is wisdom.

This time, Mucho used the wisdom of the Wisdom King Abe.

Within a few days, there was a news near Lanling Mountain that spread rapidly: the king of Lanling was ready to compete with the imperial court for hegemony in the near future, killing the rich and helping the poor, the rich must hand over all the property and fields, and share it equally with the poor, in order to spare and not die, as long as the poor recognized the king of Lanling, they could get the land, and those who responded to the incident could get the food and weapons of the king of Lanling.

The news did not go away, and within a few days, countless oppressed poor people rushed to Lanling Mountain.

In a small village not far from Lanling Mountain, a rebellion began, raising the banner of the king of Lanling, killing the rich and dividing the land, expanding to seven villages on the third day, more than a hundred villages and seven towns on the fourth day, and nearly a thousand villages and hundreds of towns on the sixth day.

The local prefect and garrison urgently sent a crusade army to suppress the rebellion, but the result was that the 3,000 regular troops were beaten and fled by the poor people who were ten times their size.

Urgent letters requesting reinforcements flew like snowflakes to the imperial court, which soon organized an army of 500,000 to encircle and suppress the king of Lanling.

Those wealthy merchants and landlords even poured into donating money and materials, asking the imperial court to wipe out the bandits and protect the family business that had been passed down from generation to generation.

Under the bronze mask, King Lanling hated so much that the roots of his teeth were bitten bloody: Who is so ruthless?