The canopy of heaven hung low, black pure and deep, and a round of bright whiteness hanging on it shone on the square inch of land below. The cold wind whirled by www.biquge.info the woods next to the official road made a rustling sound, and the mountains in the distance made a louder sound in the twilight, outlining a plausible outline by the night.

The villagers in the villages on the outskirts of Beijing have opened their latches early in the winter leisure season, and they go to the kitchen to pile up more firewood in the stove, and then they muttered into the main room, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

In the winter field, there is no cicada hissing, no frog chirping, no aroma of rice flowers, only the ice layer that has been frozen after the snow has melted in the field, reflecting a cold silence.

The sound of hurried horses' hooves came from far and near, and on the empty official road, three horses galloped in the distance, and swept away like a gust of wind.

Just as he was about to gallop by, one of them pulled the reins sharply, and the horse neighed softly and stopped.

The other two found out, and also grabbed the reins and beat the horse back.

The leader was dressed in a long cotton robe with a long body of men's clothing, and a long sword made of steel sheath at his waist. The long hair is tied into a bun by a kudzu scarf of the same color, the eyebrows and eyes are clear, and the expression is elegant and flying.

At this time, a person who looked like an attendant next to him was very strange, turned his head to look at the person who stopped, twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Okay, why did you stop?" ”

"There's a voice, princess, Ah Zheng, listen—"

The three of them listened carefully for a while, and between the sound of the wind and the sound of the trees, there seemed to be a faint sound of sporadic metal intersecting.

Several people's faces turned pale, and Song Jin's face sank like water, could it be those people on Zhuangzi!

The capital of any country, the political center of the whole country, has never been open, free, lazy, and lazy, and at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the control of law and order is as strict as the curfew.

Therefore, in this important place in the capital, there have never been many people in the rivers and lakes except for passing on news, and I have not heard any Jianghu forces sneaking in recently.

In this way, Song Jin couldn't help but worry that something happened to the brother he brought up.

Song Jin paced back and forth a few laps before he made up his mind.

"Ah Zheng, you go to Zhuangzi to see if everyone is there, if you are, pick a few good hands to come to me. If you are not there, you will send an urgent code to call the brothers at the entrance of Gyeonggi Tangkou. ”

Ah Zheng's eyebrows suddenly rose when he heard this, and he shook his head again and again:

"It's not good, if there is a fight inside, we shouldn't be here, and we don't know what the situation is." Ah Zheng said, seeing Song Jin's expression, he had to say: "If you really can't do it, leave this matter to me, princess, you should hurry back to the city and call open the city gate and let Ah Sheng escort you." ”

Song Jin couldn't help laughing.

"In terms of martial arts and light skills, which of the two of you can compare to this palace. Although you are trained according to the cultivation of the Secret Guard, you are not as good as me, General Lu Ao, the number one of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who brought it out by himself. If things are not good, I have no problem protecting myself, although you and Ah Sheng are good, they are not as good as me in light skills and agility. ”

When Ah Zheng and the others heard this, their faces couldn't help but turn a little blue. They remembered the memories of being abused by the princess and begging for mercy, well, it really wasn't that good.

But even so, the princess's light and dark identities are too noble, and she must not take this risk. Ah Zheng stubbornly tried to persuade again, but Song Jin had already raised her hand to stop her from saying what she was about to say.

The young girl commanded softly, not loud but resolute, and the noble blood produced a luxurious temperament that made people want to surrender.

She didn't look back, just looked at the dark woods in the direction from which the voice came:

"Just do as I say."

"You go to Zhuangzi, Ah Sheng will go in with me."

Ah Zheng knew that this was a will, and after receiving the order, she did not hesitate, jumped on the horse neatly, and galloped towards the Jingying Villa under the name of the queen.

Song Jin sent Ah Zheng away, slowly took two steps forward, and signaled to Ah Sheng.

Ah Sheng understood, the two dismounted, tied the horse to the two trees not far after entering the woods, settled their mounts, the two of them covered their faces with ease, tied the cuffs and legs, and walked deep with their swords.

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In the depths of the forest, the tall green pines and poplars swayed, shaking the moonlight from time to time, and the vision was even worse. Ordinary people have a hard time every step they take. How long later, Song Jin still fell into a daze when she remembered this cold night.

The wind howled, the wheel of fate flew, and two souls who should have passed by, because of an unintentional encounter and an unintentional rescue, started a long-term entanglement. When she thinks about it many times, she still wonders, is it really like what he said, one day the mountains and rivers will sink and the rivers will pour back, there will be such a person, he will open his hands and will be between the heavens and the earth, to accommodate his confused, helpless, longing for life?

The night was dewy, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the two shadows were silently diving deeper and deeper.

Getting closer and closer to the sound of fighting, Song Jin touched the sleeve arrow on his wrist. Ah Sheng's face was as usual, and he also checked the other row of daggers on his waist and nodded to Song Jin. The two glanced at each other, lifted their breath, and slowly touched the center.

The sound of weapons handing over is endless, and after a few shouts of moving back and forth, there is a sudden cry of pain, which is the sound of weapons falling to the ground.

It was very close, she and Ah Sheng stopped and separated to the sides, each hiding behind a tree, Song Jin slowly poked her head out and looked inside.

A gust of wind blew, the forest swayed, and the moonlight fell more clearly.

There was a small clearing in the center of this wood, and a dozen or so black-clothed masked people were holding long swords or daggers, just standing still, looking at their positions as if they were shapes, Song Jin remembered that Master had mentioned that this kind of standing should be a kind of formation to synergistically enhance attack power, and it was often used in the army when conducting assault missions in a squad manner.

A man in black who looked like a head stepped forward, looked at the person opposite, and threatened in a gloomy voice:

"I'm just ordered to get the talisman and paperwork, you can give it to me, I can make you go more happily. If you, a noble and noble person, are punished, and you accidentally violently corpse in the wild, it will be undignified. ”

As he spoke, as if to confirm that he was telling the truth, the man in black also shook the hilt of his sword and gestured forward, looking at several people opposite.

Opposite them, stood four well-dressed men, three of whom stood in a circle, faintly protecting one in the middle.

I saw this person in the center, wearing a gold-embroidered unicorn satin jacket inside, covered with a dark color, a long hair with a delicate jade crown, narrow eyes, slanted eyebrows into the sideburns, just staring at each other coldly at the moment, even if there was a wisp of red blood on the thin lips, it was not embarrassed at all.

After the black-clothed leader finished speaking, he stared at him, hoping that he could judge the situation and hand it over himself.

It's not that he doesn't want to snatch directly, but he didn't expect that he sacrificed two of his subordinates to poison them, but he is still so capable of fighting, and he has been lying down several times since the fight, and if he continues to fight, they will lose both, and it is not certain who will kill the deer.

"Decent? Will you lose your dignity because of your scum? Don't talk nonsense, and come up if you have the guts. ”

After the brocade boy finished speaking, he didn't look at them, stretched out his hand to push away his subordinates, took out a silk scarf from his arms, wiped the corners of his mouth, and waved his hand to his subordinates without raising his eyes: "Don't worry about me, what should I do." ”

When several people saw that the master said this, they knew that he could still hold on, so they no longer hesitated, separated the three places, and prepared to meet the enemy.

When more than a dozen black-clothed assassins saw this situation, they knew that it would not be done, and the leader's eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and ordered: "Not a single one will be left!" ”

As he spoke, the man in black moved instantly, and more than a dozen people all stepped forward, making ruthless moves, wanting to kill people.

After a few rounds, Song Jin saw that the men of the brocade boy were indeed extraordinary, and it was not a problem to have one enemy and three enemies, but the number of assassins was far more than three times, and there was a leader whose martial arts were no less than a few people, and he was looking for an opportunity to prepare for a sneak attack all the time.

The corners of Song Jin's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head sideways, it was Ah Sheng who was asking him if he wanted to care, and Song Jin immediately shook his head.

Now that the other party has not distinguished between friend and foe, it is likely that a rash move will not help, and there is one thing she is also wondering about - "soldier talisman"? "Paperwork"?

How could these things that would only be mentioned by the imperial court appear in the mouths of a group of Jianghu assassins on such an ordinary night?

Song Jin frowned and thought about it, suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and the expression on her face gradually became a little strange.

At this time, an exclamation interrupted Song Jin's thoughts: "Your Highness! Song Jin was shocked and looked up.

On the side of the fight, it turned out that the leader of the assassins saw that a few people were overwhelmed, and after a few tricks, he suddenly attacked the circle, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at the chest of the boy in brocade.

In the cold wind, only a soft hum was heard, and the expected cracking sound of the sharp weapon piercing the silk did not come. Everyone looked fixedly, only to see that he had not made a move, his body was wrong, leaned forward, his middle finger was slightly bent, and one finger flicked on the wrist of the man, the leader was surprised and felt pain, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but let go.

Seeing that the sneak attack was discovered, several of his subordinates breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, the leader's eyes flashed, and a hidden weapon suddenly appeared in the sleeve of his left hand that was not bound, and the blue luster flashed under the moonlight, he knew that this person was very good at kung fu, and there was a possibility that it would not work, this was the real killing move.

At this time, his subordinates were two or three feet away from him, and several subordinates saw this variable, and they all roared in a hurry, and rushed over to block it.

But the whip is beyond reach.

The boy in brocade also saw it, but he had the heaviest poison, and he had exhausted his strength in those few blows, so he couldn't raise his hand to knock it off, he could only watch the other party stab him, he was angry, could it be that God would kill him here today!

"Boom-" A crack swept through the air, and a cluster of short feathered arrows swept in, nailing into the wrist of the Assassin leader at the last moment.

With a muffled snort, the left hand of the assassin leader hung down weakly, and Childe's subordinates exhaled a breath and rushed back to their master's side, making a posture of guard, and constantly looking around.

"Who!" The leader was pushed aside by his subordinates, and before he had time to see the injury, he glanced sharply at the surrounding woods and roared angrily.

Seeing that the leader's injuries were also somewhat understood, the assassins looked around on guard, fearing that the cold arrow would come again.

Worried that there would be a lot of people coming from each other, and they couldn't figure out the exact number, they looked at each other and finally looked at the leader. The leader is also hesitating.

Of course, it was impossible for Song Jin to jump in and fight them, and the chance of winning was so small, that was the most unwise way.

Seeing this, she thought about it, put her hand to her mouth and shouted, gestured to Ah Sheng, and pointed to the fireworks in Ah Sheng's baggage. Your Highness, they are here! At the same time, the fireworks code of the Pavilion was also launched.

Several of the Assassins were startled, a little dazed. How many days have I been tracking, and I don't know how much money and manpower have been spent, isn't this subject going out of the city to do business today, isn't there the least number of people in his entourage, how can there be reinforcements?