The north wind is tight, and the snowflakes are flying in pairs, first sparse and then dense, and gradually the ground is covered with a layer of white. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This kind of weather is no longer suitable for sleeping in the open, and the captain of the guard sent people to find people who can live in homes or ancestral halls and temples, but there is no news.

"How is that possible?" The captain of the guard said anxiously, "This is not a poor country, and it is not far from Jianghuai, how can there be no family?" ”

One of the guards hesitated for a moment before saying, "My lord, there was actually one, but I heard that there was a tragedy here not long ago, and it was haunted, and people from nearby villages moved away." As he spoke, he pointed to a small village not far away, and whispered a few words in the ear of the captain of the guard, and the captain's face immediately changed.

"Since there is a village nearby, let's live there." As soon as the curtain was lifted, it was Feng Zhiwei who spoke.

"The Princess......

Feng Zhiwei couldn't help but put down the car curtain.

The captain of the guard gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and the convoy headed in that direction, and soon arrived at a small village, found a few clean houses, and came to invite Feng Zhiwei.

"It's desolate." Feng Zhiwei got out of the car and was about to go to the house, when he suddenly smelled a strange smell on the tip of his nose.

She stopped, her eyes changed, and she suddenly said, "Don't stop, let's go." ”

"Huh?" The captain of the guard gave her repeated orders made the second monk confused, and Feng Zhiwei had already turned around and returned to the car.

The captain of the guard was still stunned, and Feng Zhiwei was already urging in the car, "Don't leave yet?" ”

The guards were helpless, thinking that the nobles were difficult to wait, so they had to rein in the team again and pass through the village, Feng Zhiwei couldn't help urging the convoy to go fast, but the ground was muddy after the snowfall, and the wheels were always trapped, but Feng Zhiwei didn't say stop, everyone was so busy that they were sweating, and it was easy to walk a few miles, Feng Zhiwei looked back at the village, sighed and said: "It seems that you can't go far, there is a forest nearby, rest on the carriage on the spot." ”

The guards hurriedly drove the carriage and horses into the forest, and walked a few steps, suddenly heard a "boom" in the distance, a cluster of golden fireworks shot into the sky, the fireworks illuminated a radius of several miles, vaguely just stayed in the small village, the figure flickered, and the fight was endless.

Where the fireworks lit up, a tall figure was vividly reflected, swinging with a knife, and then being cut down by countless swords.

It's like a silent shadow puppet show, but it's bloody killing.

Everyone looked in that direction in a daze, and they all maintained a twisted posture and froze, thinking that if it weren't for the fireworks that lit up, they wouldn't have known that there was an assassination behind them, and if it weren't for the concubine's vigilance and refusal to stay in the village, they were afraid that now they would also be involved in this fight.

At this moment, in an inland town not far from the official road, such an assassination occurs almost unscrupulously, which shows that the other party is very powerful, and how can there be a good life if such a thing is involved?

As soon as the fireworks were lit up, everyone slowly turned their heads in the dark, and they all felt that the cold sweat soaked through the vests in an instant.

"Concubine......" The captain of the guard shouted to Feng Zhiwei in a low voice of shame and gratitude, Feng Zhiwei waved his hand, stopped his words, and said, "We may not be out of the scope of the other party's ambush." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone became nervous again, and the captain of the guard swallowed his saliva and said: "It seems that the status of the side that was attacked is not low, the golden fireworks can only be used by the princes and nobles, and the nearby government will rush to help when they see the fireworks......"

"Really?" Feng Zhi sneered slightly, and his eyes were cold and cold, "Since someone dares to ambush and sneak attack here, what local government is he afraid of?" You see, no one will come. ”

How could anyone come? If you guess correctly, this is the place where the Seven Princes slaughtered the village, since they slaughtered the village in the local area, they must not be able to hide it from the local government, and the local government must have gained a lot of benefits when reporting the merit, which can be described as a grasshopper on a rope, and now it is obvious that the imperial court is trying to investigate the case around, but the Seven Princes want to kill the other party in the dead village, and when the time comes, it will be pushed to the bandit people and even the Qingyang Sect, and it will be a hundred. So don't say that the government won't pay attention, maybe the government will report the news.

Feng Zhiwei leaned on the carriage and quietly listened to the shouts of killing in the distance, the chaotic north wind easily confused those dying calls, but she still heard that there were a lot of people in the ambush, and the Seven Princes must have paid a lot of money.

When she entered the village just now, she smelled a little bit of medicine, not poison, but like some extremely cold medicinal herbs, Zong Chen once said that some medicines are used as primers, which are more effective than poisons for people suffering from dark diseases.

So she immediately withdrew, telling the people who were lying in ambush in the shadows that she didn't want to get involved in the troubled waters.

It seems that the carriage mark of the concubine of the grassland has made the other party also a little jealous, and there has been no action yet.

The sound of fighting in front of him gradually weakened.

Who have already succeeded? Still is......

Feng Zhiwei suddenly opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

From the other direction, there are many people with strong martial arts, who are rapidly approaching!

Is it to clean up the battlefield of the small village in the past, or is it not at ease after all, to clean up yourself?

Feng Zhiwei sat steadily, stretched out his hand to the curtain, and gestured outside.

This gesture was incomprehensible to the court guards, but the secret guards belonging to her understood, and immediately moved silently, occupying all kinds of terrain facing the enemy, kneeling on one knee, with his hand behind his back, holding the hilt of the knife exposed behind his shoulder.

Although the court guards did not understand what they were doing, they vaguely knew that something was going to happen, the captain waved his hand with a white face, and a group of guards quickly came over and squatted down, half-kneeling in front of the carriage, their bows and arrows wound, staring at the thick night with wide eyes and wary eyes.

"Woohoo." A series of clothes with the sound of wind swept by, and the court guards only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and there were already countless masked people on all sides.

The captain of the guard swallowed, stood up, and shouted, "Who is coming!" Speedpass name! This is the ...... of Concubine Huzhuo and Lord Shengying"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Two commands cut off the decent self-introduction at the same time, one from the masked killer and one from Feng Zhiwei!

At the exit of the killing word, the black shadow and gray shadow flashed continuously, through the snow and rain, and met in mid-air in an instant, and collided together!

"Boom!"

The masked man slashed his knife in mid-air, and the snowy sword light lit up like a rainbow, slashing the opponent's head!

"Smack!"

The Blood Floating Slaughter Secret Guard does not avoid the sword light and raises his knees in mid-air! With a muffled sound, the knee hit the opponent's abdomen, the blood hole exploded, and the knife light castration in the blood spray immediately weakened, and the secret guard who was knocked into the enemy's arms took it in his hand, and slashed it with his hand, and spun it around!

More than ten good heads flew up and down, and a rain of blood fell in the air!

One move, kill ten people!

Ferocious! Hayabusa! Resolve! Cold-blooded!

The bloody rain stinked and fell on the heads of the imperial court guards, and everyone was frozen there with clay and wood carvings that didn't know how to wipe it, the scene just now was thrilling in the blink of an eye, how many had they ever seen such a killing method? For a while, my heart beat dizzily, and I fell into a nightmare.

With a bang, a small guard raised his hand and wiped the blood on his face, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

With a few smacks, the Blood Floating Slaughter Secret Guard fell to the ground, casually kicked those heads away, and raised his knees in satisfaction.

There was a flash of white light in the darkness - their knees were all filled with barbed steel knee pads, and wherever they went, there was a huge bloody hole!

Those masked people's martial arts are actually not weak, but they are inferior to the enemy, and they never thought that there would be such a group of killing gods in the inconspicuous team.

Feng Zhiwei grabbed the sedan curtain, and was stunned there, she was not very familiar with this group of secret guards, it was specially transferred by Zong Chen when he left, Zong Chen told her that unlike the previous batch of secret guards who were responsible for collecting information and hiding their figures, this is the real Blood Floating Tu Iron Guard, who has never learned the art of killing, does knife work, and is the most fierce in the world.

It's also too ...... It's a little more ferocious.

For a while, there was silence in the forest, the blood rain fell on the thin snow, the ground was reddish, the skull was rolling everywhere like a Shura field, and the other party seemed to be shocked by this killing method, and the remaining people subconsciously retreated.

"Everyone." In the silence, the woman's soft and cold voice suddenly came out of the carriage, "Tonight's incident is a misunderstanding, you wait for a heavy hand to hurt people, I just wait for self-preservation, we pass by here, just want to stay safe for a night, don't intend to provoke right and wrong, after tonight, go your own way, no longer have anything to do with it, why do you live and die, and force each other?" ”

The masked people surrounding the forest had their eyes flickering, and they all showed a little hesitation when they understood what Feng Zhiwei meant.

Feng Zhiwei's gaze, the curtain fell on the corpses on the ground, and between the clothes of one of the corpses, the imprint on the skin was faintly revealed, which was the mark of the death row prisoner in the prison, and there was a corpse, there was a grinding mark on the scabbard, if she guessed correctly, the knife was a saber, and the grinding off was the mark of the army.

Death row prisoners and soldiers acted at the same time - it means that the government and the army have already participated in this assassination, the scale is not small, and his own guards, relying on the surprise just now, shocked the other party, and they really want to die here, and they can only be served by someone.

So she hastened to say - I don't know what's going on, and I won't care, don't worry.

The other party obviously hesitated, the hand of the Blood Floating Tu was too shocking, and it was not the martial arts that shocked him, but the resolute calmness that disregarded life.

Immediately, a man who seemed to be the leader waved his hand, and the silent surging of people in the darkness began to slowly rein in and retreat.

Feng Zhiwei just breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly a person rushed to the direction of the village!

That person is really good, there seems to be a person on his back, but he is running like a meteor catching the moon, chasing a large string intermittently behind him, but he can still jump and scold while running: "I xx your ancestors for eighteen generations!" I'm xx, your mother, your sister, you're a three-year-old girl! What the hell! You can't play with real knives and guns, Yin Laozi! I'm bah, I'm bah! ”

In the dark night, the broken gong voice floated far away, and the hoarse voice was broken, and the man saw this side while scolding, he seemed to have good eyesight, and saw the confrontation here at a glance, and at this time someone confronted it to mean that there was a savior, and the man's eyes lit up, and he ran to this side without saying a word.

Feng Zhi secretly screamed badly, and was about to say a few words to redeem it, but those masked people had become nervous again, and their retreating steps stopped, and one of them whispered: "It's them-", the crowd suddenly became uneasy, and the masked man in the lead sneered: "It turns out that you are in a group, kill me-"

Feng Zhiwei was annoyed in his heart, and he also pointed at the guy who came to do bad things, and shouted: "Kill me-"

These two sounds also came out, and the masked man was still stunned, and the Blood Floating Slaughter had already commanded one action at a time, and the wind and thunder swept towards the guy.

The guy saw that Feng Zhiwei made the first move, and he was shocked and scolded a few times, "You bastards who fell into the well......" Halfway through the scolding, the person on his back suddenly reluctantly raised his head, and seemed to whisper a few words in his ear, the guy immediately changed his words, and while scurrying around flexibly in the sword light of the Blood Floating Slaughter, he laughed and said, "Brother, it turns out that you rushed here to answer?" Then let's pretend to fight for a while, and go quickly in the melee, go quickly! ”

He seemed to pinch his throat and suppress the voice, but he sent the voice into the ears of the other party's masked man, and the other party no longer had any doubts in his ears, coldly raised his knife, and said in a dumb voice: "Kill them all!" A group of masked men immediately swung their knives into the battle group, and for a moment the three parties fought together, and there was a good scuffle like boiling water.

"Smack!" Feng Zhiwei, who was so angry that his face turned pale, pinched the armrest of the car window.

Where did the bastard come from, bent on dragging her into the water!

Especially the one on the other party's back, it was very powerful, half-dead, and he only taught one sentence, and dragged himself in.

Looking at the situation now, if you want to protect yourself, you can't do it, the other party has even used the army, how to get out of this killing situation?

She was frowning and pondering, suddenly the carriage shook heavily, her eyes were dark, there was a strong wind, something was thrown into the carriage, she was startled and subconsciously wanted to draw the knife, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a person, and quickly withdrew her hand, and the person fell on her lap with a bang.

Before she had time to look, the curtain of the car was lifted with a hula sound, revealing a round face, black and black, blood and gray, still laughing, and said in a dumb voice: "Hey, make a deal, take him away, I'll help you get rid of these bastards." ”

Feng Zhiwei looked at this face and felt a shock in his heart.

The man didn't see who she was, the carriage was dark, and he had to distract himself from the enemy, not to mention that he didn't pay attention to her appearance, and he didn't even look at her carriage regulations, he just wanted his master to escape, and after he finished speaking, he immediately took out a knife, and it was a knife on the buttocks of the horse pulling the cart!

"Restore the law", the horse neighed in pain, and frantically moved forward, Feng Zhiwei's body was planted, and the carriage rushed out when the curtain fell! The frightened horses instantly broke the ribs of a few guards guarding the front of the car, and rushed out of the woods on a rampage!

"Li-" There was another long hiss, and Xiaobai, who was alone at the back of the team, suddenly broke the reins and chased after him.

The horses galloped past, the momentum was amazing, people dodged one after another, the car dragged staggered, the curtain was shaken upside down, Feng Zhiwei couldn't stabilize her body in it, she looked down at the person on her lap in her busy schedule, and her face changed instantly.

Ning Yi!

The guards under the carriage staggered in pursuit, shouting, "Concubine-concubine-"

Obviously, he dragged others to help him fight, but he still had to say that he helped others solve the enemy, naturally it was the living treasure guarding Ning Cheng, he was happy to send his master away, and he was fighting happily, when he heard this, he was stunned, and quickly turned back in his busy schedule, and asked, "Ah?" What concubine? ”

The captain of the guard was beating his chest, worried that he would smash the pot on this mission, and when he heard this, he said angrily: "That's the princess of Shunyi in the last generation of Huzhuo, the lord of Shengying County!" ”

"Huh?" Ning Cheng was stunned again, he was almost slashed by the enemy, and he dodged in a daze, then he came to his senses and chased after him with a miserable scream.

"Oh my mother--master, I hurt you-"

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Ning Cheng cried and shouted in chagrin that he had sent the sheep into the tiger's mouth, and wanted to chase the master back, but his horse's butt was slapped too hard, and the crazy carriage rushed out of the woods and into the darkness in an instant, and there was no shadow to be found.

Ning Cheng stood in place, biting his fingers and watching the little bit of smoke disappear on the horizon, feeling in a trance that the moment the car curtain was lowered just now, it seemed that he had seen a certain classic yellow face flash behind the curtain and smiled meaningfully at him.

I didn't think so at the time, but it's creepy at the moment.

Several knives were cut down behind him, Ning Cheng was furious, and as soon as he turned around, he let out a roar: "Grandma's fool, I killed you-"

There was a loud sound, and the unlucky Ning Cheng stayed in place to kill, but the carriage running around in the dark had already rushed out for miles.

The carriage was bumpy and bumpy, Ning Yi was always unconscious on her lap, and was hit several times and was about to roll off her lap, Feng Zhiwei hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to wrap his waist.

Her palms were hot and her fingers were cold, but his body seemed to be colder than her fingers, Feng Zhi touched it slightly, and Ling Ling shivered.

When the carriage passed through a mountain col, Feng Zhiwei suddenly lifted the curtain and looked at it, feeling that the arrangement on the cliff seemed to be a little special.

When the carriage passed, a black tree on the cliff shook, and it turned out to be the direction of the wind, I don't know if it was the wind, or hers

Hallucination?

However, the carriage could not be fully controlled, so it rushed over the col and continued to move forward, leaving that doubt behind, and waited until the carriage gradually stabilized under Feng Zhiwei's control, and it had reached the bottom of a low mountain.

It was quiet on all sides, the wind was dancing with snowflakes, and the hand-to-hand encounter just now seemed to be thousands of miles away.

Feng Zhi lowered his head slightly and quietly looked at the person on his lap.

There were no scars and blood stains on his body, but his face was pale, and his eyebrows and lips were faintly pale blue, exactly the same as the complexion in his mother's abandoned palace back then, Feng Zhiwei could see at a glance that his old injuries had recurred.

It turned out that the strange smell of medicine in the small village was used to induce his old wounds, that thing must be very powerful, it seemed to be some kind of cold medicine that was almost extinct, and the Seventh Prince really paid for it this time in order to cover up his big crime.

But...... Who is caught in whose game? Feng Zhiwei thought about the abnormality he felt in the col he had just passed, and smiled faintly.

However, although Ning Yi used himself as bait to attract the enemy to attack, he didn't seem to expect Lao Qi's handwriting and determination, so that he was induced by the drug and almost trapped himself.

Feng Zhiwei figured out the joints, her eyes were slightly depressed, she checked Ning Yi's pulse, and determined that he was indeed a menacing recurrence of old injuries, and he had to deal with it as soon as possible.

The person on his lap was as quiet as a deep sleep, Feng Zhiwei lowered his face to look at him, he hadn't seen him for a year, he seemed to have lost some weight, and the shallow shadow under his eyelashes was as quiet and cool as a quarter moon.

His veins are under her palm at the moment, the veins are like a torrent, and her internal force is coiled around her fingertips, either walking towards the dantian, or, towards the heart vein.

The former is salvation; The latter, is to kill.

The wind suddenly became stronger, howling fiercely, and the curtains of the car snapped and danced, and with a "snap", a stack of letterheads suddenly fell from the lattice above her head where the miscellaneous items were stored, and fell on her hand.

The hula envelope flew around, and she reached out to hold it, but her hand suddenly stopped.

At the top, it was a secret letter from Qi Shaojun and Hang Ming to her.

“…… The king of Chu is yin, and it will not be conducive to the great cause in the end, so please ask the girl to plan for the life and death of tens of millions of subordinates, and she will kill him. ”

Feng Zhiwei's eyes trembled.

Press the cold fingers on his veins, and move slowly.