She remembered what King Chen had told her a few months ago, that she was not the opponent of the embroidered envoy, let alone a group, why did this group of people come to embarrass her? If you want to kill her, you don't have to go to such great lengths, then you won't kill her, and she finally spoke: "Guys, what are you going to do?"

The embroidered messenger at the head didn't answer her at all, just one side of his face, the subordinates beside him stepped forward, stretched out their hands to point at Wen Xi's acupoint, Wen Xi instinctively turned his head, threw the bamboo basket in his hand with a bunch of food on his face, and then quickly drew out the short sword, and before she could make a move, she felt that her arm was numb, and the short sword fell to the ground, along with herself, and fell to the ground softly, losing consciousness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Yu's face turned pale, and she forgot to put it down when she pinched the handle of the umbrella, she tried to say calmly: "This is the courtyard of Du Liuye, the general of the Huwei Battalion, you must not mess ......" Before she finished speaking, she also fainted to the ground, and the paper umbrella spun in the air, falling on the snow, and kept rolling.

The snow became heavier, and one by one it fell on Linyu's body lying in the snow, almost burying her......

A two-wheeled oilcloth carriage drove out of the alley where there was a place for Lan Ju, and the rest of the embroidered clothes had unconsciously dispersed. In the car, Wu Lin looked at Wen Xi who was unconscious, this face was very familiar to him, since he first saw this girl in the big debate in the Cumulus Book Building a few days ago, he thought that the woman who died at his hands was resurrected......

He has killed countless people, men, women and children, and has never been soft, but in the eyes of that woman before she died, there was only deep sadness, she was not pitying herself, Wu Lin couldn't tell who she was pitiful for, but she looked at the direction of her gaze, her poor people, who were standing tall and bowing down by countless people.

For this reason, he hesitated for a moment, but because of that moment, his sword was a little off, and her head after death was left with a bloodstained sword mark, which made her death even more painful, and Wu Lin has been suffering for eleven years because of this sword, because of this momentary hesitation, because of her pity, and his wavering heart.

She deserved to die, she was destined to be killed by him, like everyone who died at his hands before, but she shouldn't have remained in his heart......

Wu Lin stared at the girl's face, she was very drowsy, her breath was weak, if it weren't for the slightly heaving shoulders, it would almost be a corpse, most of the time he saw people in such a posture were already dead, but this girl was still alive, if he wanted to kill her, it would be effortless.

As if he was bewitched by a demon, his hand was already on the sword that never left his body, he only used the sword to kill, the sword was his hand, but his hand was on the sword for a long time and never pulled out, he couldn't kill her, and he didn't come to kill her today.

Wu Lone's face regained its cold and frosty color, and his heart calmed down slightly, this face made him lose control for the second time, and he no longer looked at this face.

*

Du Yu left in the hands of Lanju, a total of twelve people, not a first-class good hand, but in this small courtyard in the bustling city, it was enough to protect the safety of the people in the courtyard, but he didn't expect that no one would want to be, in such a snowy weather, the embroidered envoy would personally bring people here to arrest people.

One of the twelve people was very clever, he only noticed the slightest hint of something wrong, and immediately pulled out his legs and ran quickly in the direction of the Huwei camp, that's right, this person's light skills are very good, Du Yu left him here, but also to let him report to him immediately when he saw anything wrong.

It only took a quarter of an hour for this person to rush to the Huwei camp to tell Du Yu about it, and when Du Yu came back, it only took half an hour, and when he stood at the alley of the small courtyard, he saw all kinds of food covered by snow scattered all over the ground, as well as bamboo baskets rolling aside, and outside his courtyard, there were a group of black-clothed guards, and in his courtyard, there were two people standing, one Chen Wang Luo Cheng, and the other Leng Shuzhu.

Leng Shuzhu's face was extremely pale, a few points whiter than the snow, he saw Du Yu enter the door, tried to suppress his emotions, and said: "It's Wu Lone, I brought nine people, three of your people died and nine were injured." He was accusing Du Yu, his people were very incompetent, but even if Du Yu found a first-class master in the world, it would be difficult to parry in the face of nine embroidery envoys, especially Wu Lone, Leng Shuzhu knew it himself, but he still wanted to vent his anger, if he couldn't vent his anger and sadness, he would lose his mind, if it weren't for Du Yu's insistence on taking Wen Xi away, she would be safe in King Chen's mansion.

Du Yu also took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, opened them again, and said, "I didn't expect it." He also blamed himself for not being more thoughtful and meticulous.

King Chen's face was also very bad, but he didn't show any emotion, he just said: "The embroidered envoy will not be good to focus on Yin Zhi, he must have known Yin Zhi's identity, if so, then ......" He refers to the emperor.

"So what?!" Du Yu heard the hesitation in his words and immediately asked.

King Chen looked at the hidden anger between Du Yu's eyebrows and said, "This is not the place to talk, Liulang can come with me." ”

In the Yilan Palace, the charcoal fire melted, but at this time, the faces of the three people in the study were all frost and snow, and King Chen took out a small wooden box, which was pitch black and without any decoration, and he put the wooden box on the bookcase.

Du Yu asked, "What is this?"

King Chen opened the wooden box, revealing a palm-sized piece of jade, blue and white color, strange ornamentation, the curved lines on it, as if it would flow, and under the jade was a map drawn by a new sheepskin, King Chen took out these two things, side by side on the table, and said, "Have you heard of the secret treasure of Fenglin?"

Du Yu frowned, Feng Lin Dynasty, it was 1,300 years ago, the Cheng clan destroyed the Feng Linxi clan, built the capital Jinjing 921 years, and then, the Cheng clan was destroyed by the Xu clan, the world was divided, several countries rose together, so far 316 years, the dynasty more than 1,000 years ago, has long been like a legend, the people talked, and only the story of the princely general and the grievances of the palace are entangled, in the opera book. And the historian's classics have already been destroyed in the war, and what has survived to this day is only a book of "Fenglin History" written by the historian Qian Xiu seven hundred years ago, and the so-called Fenglin Secret Treasure is more just a legend and story, and no one can take it seriously.

Du Yu looked at King Chen, King Chen would not joke, especially at this time, King Chen continued: "This piece of jade is one-seventh of a piece of jade, and it is the same as this map. ”

Du Yu stretched out his hand, took the map and shook it open, the ink line was outlined, there was still the fragrance of ink, and the ink was brand new, not at all like an old thing related to some thousand-year-old secret treasure, he raised his eyebrows and looked at King Chen inquiringly.