Chapter 43: When the Wind Holds the Candle (Part II)

Fusu looked at He Jingtian for a long time, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Actually, Master Meng has already instructed you on how to go out and save her just now. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"What's the method?" He Jingtian's eyes widened, and then he realized, "Lord Meng said that if I break out, those guards will be dealt with by military law, so if I don't break in, ......."

"I'll distract the guards," Fusu said, "you take the opportunity to escape, and after finding Miss Xiaomeng, take her to safety." ”

"Childe ......" He Jingtian said.

"The poor people...... If you two can save one more person, save one more person, and if you can't, take care of yourself. Fusu closed his eyes and added.

"Yes, Sedum will do it!" He Jingtian nodded heavily.

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"Coo-coo...... a carrier pigeon flies into the loft.

A snare killer came to the courtyard, took a letter from the pigeon's foot, and then turned two corridors to the outside of the study of the CRRC Fuling.

At the door of the study, the dragon was carrying two swords, staring down at the ground in the courtyard, and the shadow of the bamboo and cypress cast by the moonlight.

"Lord Xiao, Ding Chou has a flying pigeon to pass the book." The Slayer was half-kneeling in the tunnel.

"Well," Spirit, taking the letter from his hand, "go down." ”

"Yes." The snare killer retired and left.

He pushed open the door and walked into the study.

In the room, Master Zhao is holding a book, and he is looking at the moon from the clinic. Behind him, the three of Zhengang, Chaoshen, and Broken Water stood side by side.

"Sect Master." The Sprite stepped forward.

"Read." Zhao Gao said lightly.

"Ding Chou's third-class netting Mao Wei came to report: It has been tracked to the area of Jinghu Yizhuang, the stronghold of the Mo family, but because of the complicated situation of the Taihu Lake water system, and the newly arranged formations of the Mo family, as well as traps, he did not dare to enter rashly, so he had to stay in the periphery to monitor and reconnoitre, and asked his superiors for further instructions." The dragon said.

"Promote Mao Wei to Ding Chou's subordinate first-class leader," Zhao Gao said, "Send four more teams to assist him in closely monitoring the entry and exit of personnel in the area around Jinghu Medical Village." ”

"Yes, the dragon will go down and give the order." The spirit responded.

"Tell Mao Wei," Zhao Gao added, "only monitor, don't do anything." ”

"Yes." The Sprite turned and left the study.

After the dragon left, the two of them entered the study together, and stood behind Zhao Gao and said, "Sect Master." ”

"Speak." Zhao Gao still said lightly.

"Gengchen's group once found traces of Xiang Shaolong's son in the area of Mount Tai, but in the process of arresting, he was killed halfway by a hard hand and rescued people." Zhuan Lu reported.

"The results of the intelligence gathering on this hard hand are as follows," Soul Destroyer continued, "Target Eleven, whose name is Shanrou, was originally an orphan who was adopted by Cao Qiudao more than forty years ago and raised in the killer organization. This person had a close relationship with Xiang Shaolong when he was young, and appeared with him many times in various parts of the Seven Kingdoms. After Xiang Shaolong resigned and fled Xianyang, she also disappeared from the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years. ”

"The heir to the mantle of the Qi Mo Sword Saint Cao Qiu Dao, and the confidant of the Hundred Battles Sword Monarch Xiang Shaolong......" Zhao Gao muttered, "Although this person is old, it is indeed difficult to deal with...... However, it's not completely impossible to deal with...... We still have some chips in our hands...... "CRRC Fuling tapped his fingernails on the wooden table by the window, and said slowly, "That's how you act......"

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The night is clear, the stars are clear, and the endless desert seems to be covered with a thin veil of moonlight.

The autumn nights in Saibei are always surprisingly quiet and surprisingly cold.

"What people!" Suddenly, an exclamation came from inside Fusu's tent.

The surrounding guards immediately surrounded them when they heard the sound, their duty was to protect the safety of Fusu Gongzi, so naturally they did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Catch the assassin!" The voice of Fusu came from the tent again. Immediately after, the first few Qin soldiers had already rushed in.

"His Royal Highness Childe, the last general is too late to save the car, so that Childe is frightened, please forgive Childe!" A leader of the Qin soldiers knelt in front of Fusu and said.

"The Assassin has fled to the north, go get the Assassin!" Fusu ordered.

"Yes!" The leader of the Qin soldiers turned around and commanded, "A few of you go to the north to inform the sentries to strengthen their vigilance, and the rest of the people stay to protect Gongzi, and the idle people are not allowed to get within ten steps of Gongzi's camp!" ”

"Yes!" The Qin soldiers responded at the same time.

Just as they were gathering towards the Fusu camp, He Jingtian had already taken advantage of the chaos to sneak out of the barracks, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

He Jingtian's martial arts skills were definitely the best among the younger generation of the hundred schools, and after sneaking out of the sentry's field of vision, he performed light skills and ran towards the direction of Kushui Town in the southwest with all his strength.

"It's too late to hope, it's still too late to hope......" He Jingtian kept comforting himself in his heart while running.

He was concerned about Liao Xiaomeng's safety, but he didn't know that he had also been targeted by an "evil eagle" at this time.

only heard the sound of "whew", and a huge black shadow under the moonlight, like an eagle falcon pounced on food, suddenly grabbed the back of He Jingtian's head.

He Jingtian felt the wind in the back of his head, and suddenly a "phoenix nodded", his body was shortened forward, avoiding the grasp of the comer, and then the folding fan in his hand pointed upward, making a move in the Confucian gentleman's swordsmanship "consistent".

Unexpectedly, a strong wind was blowing on his folding fan. He Jingtian endured the sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, twisted his wrist, and immediately changed his move to a gentleman's swordsmanship with both offense and defense, "Yan Yuan asks for benevolence".

Hearing only a "snort", He Jingtian took off his weapon, and couldn't help but take a few steps back before he stabilized his body, and his tiger mouth and wrists were still faintly numb. When I looked closely, a tall and thin figure dressed in brown and vicious had appeared in front of him, and there was also a small hole in the sleeve of his left hand, which had just been punctured by the folding fan in He Jingtian's hand.

The two took a face-to-face, it can be said that they won and lost each other, the man in brown brushed off the weapon folding fan in He Jingtian's hand, but he also poked a small hole in the sleeve, but on the whole, it was the man in brown who had a slight advantage.

"Hmph, yes, there are two hits," the brown-clothed man looked down at his sleeve and sneered, "There was an assassin in the camp of Prince Fusu just now, it must be you, this kid, right?" ”

"Your Excellency has recognized the wrong person," He Jingtian said as he luckily moved his injured wrist, "Zai Xia is just a Confucian student who is responsible for delivering letters next to Fusu Gongzi, not an assassin. ”

"General Meng has already ordered that no one is allowed to enter or leave the barracks," the brown-clothed man sneered again, "How could Prince Fusu break the order and send someone out to deliver a letter at this time?" And looking at your kid's skills, it is definitely not as simple as just a Confucian who sends letters. ”

"Damn, this person's strength is really terrifying, just a flick of his sleeve in the air injured the meridians of my right wrist, in a short period of time, this right hand may not be able to use force with people anymore." He Jingtian secretly screamed in his heart, "I didn't expect that there were such masters hidden in Meng Tian's military camp." ”

"Acquaintances, obediently go back to the barracks with Lao Tzu," the brown-clothed man said coldly, "Whether your identity is true or false, you will know when the time comes." ”

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