- After a few words from Wang Chi, the matter that her brother-in-law wanted to settle her brother-in-law's old account was immediately turned into a brother-in-law who wanted to do something vicious to her brother-in-law. Ruan Luo, who was listening from the sidelines, only felt that a layer of clammy and cold black clouds were circling on the tip of his heart, and this kind of speculation behind this matter was still put forward by himself just now.

As soon as his thoughts turned, Ruan Luo hurriedly introduced this topic into a new unfamiliar way, and asked softly: "As far as the younger generation knows, the place in Qingchuan is indeed very chaotic, but due to the size of the region, no matter how chaotic it is, it is only a small place. But why, listening to the meaning of my uncle's words, it seems that in order to conquer that place, it will consume several times the amount of military supplies? ”

"This is the question you asked, and a few people have asked me before. Zhan Qingchuan's supplies also have a part of your credit, so I will give you a rough explanation, maybe it will help you to go there in the future. Wang Chi quickly sorted out the clues of the Qingchuan in his heart, and then he slowly continued: "First of all, the topography problem. Although there are not many rebel troops in Qingchuan, taking advantage of the treacherous terrain, the army of the Western Expedition will face the danger of a small group of people falling into the dangerous mountains and rivers at any time. Therefore, our soldiers must have more sophisticated combat defense equipment, and this is not only a question of how to make armor, horses, and ordnance.

Then there is the soldier's own prime. To be precise, the rebellious army in Sichuan cannot be described as soldiers, but this is not to belittle anyone in terms of title. That group of thieves from the rogue background are all skilled in martial arts, and it is also a big problem to use the terrain to disperse our soldiers and then defeat them one by one. For this reason, I secretly built fortifications in the mountains and forests there a few years ago, and in addition to preparing for war now, I will also use it for future prevention. However, this matter is for the sake of secrecy. It is not possible to openly carry out large-scale construction, and the transportation of materials and the burial of waste materials consume more manpower and time, and this kind of thing has been done for several years in a row, which is equivalent to repairing two more palaces, and it is also a loss of money.

Finally, there is the issue of food and wages. The soldiers sent to Sichuan are all elite, and of course the salary must be sufficient. On top of that, their eating problems over there. Because the transportation of supplies can be interrupted at any time when the war breaks out. Therefore, the situation of fighting in the front and replenishing grain and grass in the back should be modified. The grain and grass must be full at one time, which also includes the firewood for clothing and cooking. It can only be more, not less. After the end of the campaign, a lot of food will be wasted, but this is a risk consumption that cannot be avoided. ”

Although Nguyen Luo is not good at planning wars. However, Wang Chi's remarks were very clear, and the main points of the war were all very prominent and clear. Ruan Luo couldn't have understood.

Ruan Luo's thoughts were based on these knowledges and he asked, "So, the junior may want to go over there, what can he do to help?" ”

"Didn't we already talk about this before, let you pay attention to the actions of the Yan family." Wang Chi said something for a long time. Some were thirsty, so they picked up the white porcelain tea cup and lifted the lid. But as he bowed his head slightly to sip, he put the teacup back on the table. Because the hand holding the teacup felt that the tea was already cold.

Ruan Luo noticed this detail, and immediately raised his voice and called: "Little Er." Add tea! ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly realized that the environment in this tea house was too quiet.

In order to facilitate the conversation and avoid the leakage of the chat, when the second tea was added, Wang Chi called all the waiters in the tea house out and told them to wait outside. Anyway, this tea house has been covered by him very generously, and of course he has the final say on what the tea waiters should do.

But the result of his handling of this is now full of strange atmosphere, because after all the tea servants have gone out, until now, no one has really returned-even the tea in the guests' cups is cold, and there is no one who comes in with a boiling kettle to refill the water--since they are the ones who run the teahouse, don't they even know the basic common sense of when to add water to hot tea?

The tea house that can be opened in the Hengtai Pavilion block should also have a certain level of service, right? At least the rules of this tea service will not be lower than that of any medium-sized teahouse in Beijing.

Just when Ruan Luo was slightly displeased that this tea house called Yuwu Pavilion was too lazy with the guests, he suddenly heard a somewhat delicate voice coming:

"Hehe, is the guest officer's tea cold?"

Such a crisp and somewhat sharp and piercing voice, as well as such a syllable three-turn intonation, are really a little incompatible with the tea house environment of drinking tea and looking for a clean tea house.

There was actually a waitress in the teahouse, which was a tea waiter that had never appeared before.

The waitress's tone naturally rendered a flattering attitude, and when she heard this voice at first glance, she couldn't help but feel that the person who had just drunk the tea felt that the tea seemed to be filled with rouge and swallowed greasy balsam.

The waitress was still slowly coming down from the second attic above her head.

Just now there was the sound of kicking tiles and fighting on the roof, maybe it couldn't help but be that the thieves broke their bones, and the tile ridge on the roof was inevitably cracked.

Also, where did the guys and the shopkeeper who took the initiative to welcome him over in the Yuwu Pavilion before?

Looking at the graceful figure walking down the parquet staircase from the attic to the downstairs, Ruan Luo no longer had the leisure to continue to pay attention to what this woman looked like, and he immediately shouted outside: "Someone! ”

As soon as he shouted half a note of the word "come" in his mouth, he felt a gust of wind hit his throat, forcing him to suffocate. And at this moment, he suddenly heard a crisp sound of "ding", and it seemed that two brittle objects collided with each other under the urging of great force, and the fragments flew all over the ground.

A drop of hot and moist liquid flowed out from the numb pain in his jaw, Ruan Luo subconsciously reached out and touched the uncomfortable place, and then spread his palms to see that his fingertips were full of blood. Although the flying fragments deflected through the veins in his neck, they still grazed diagonally from his jaw under the impetus of the great throwing force, leaving a bloody wound. Because the fragments flew extremely fast, this wound did not make Ruan Luo feel much pain.

But at this time, a sharp shock had risen in his heart!

Unexpectedly, the assassin actually sneaked in so quietly, and when he called out just now, he had not completely vetoed the identity of the woman who came down from the attic as a tea maid.

He didn't care that the wound on his jaw was still spilling blood, and immediately turned his head to look at Wang Chi, and was already ready to use his body as a shield in his heart.

As he turned his gaze. He saw that Wang Chi's left hand blocking the side of his neck had not yet been withdrawn, and the broad jade wrench on the thumb of that palm had been hit hard by some kind of hard object, and had been shattered into dozens of irregular jade particles, some of which fell on the table, and some of which splashed on the ground.

It can be seen that the texture of this jade wrench is excellent, even if it is broken. The scattered particles have large polygonal angles and are more rounded. Otherwise, Ruan Luo will inevitably have a few more blood cuts on his neck.

The pieces that really hurt Ruan Luo were a few water chestnut-shaped crystal fragments mixed with the broken jade particles, and the broken state was obviously what it looked like after being destroyed. Ruan Luo couldn't see what shape it was like when it was complete, only that it also had a very clear texture.

The texture of jade is warm, and some of the finest jade can be faintly observed as if it were a living creature when looking closely at the sun. Therefore, it is polished into jewelry by people with a heart, and the brilliance is lined with people. Jade warms people's skin.

But although this clear thorn-like object has a similar degree of appreciation, it has been made into a very powerful harmful artifact by people with a heart, it can really be said that there are two poles, Ruan Luo seems to be able to see some wisps of chill fluttering from the broken mouth from the broken sharp corners on the ground.

Wang Chi withdrew his left hand. His thumb was originally covered with a wide jade wrench, and the wrench was so brutally shattered, his thumb inevitably had two or three more bloody wounds. Just lucky. The cuts didn't seem to be deep, but a few beads of blood seeped out of the superficial skin.

Wang Chi casually rubbed the blood beads from the thumb of his left hand with his right hand. Naturally, he put his hand in his sleeve, and then he looked at the woman who walked down from the attic, and said indifferently: "The girl is not here to add tea, but to add lives." ”

The woman who was still in a bewitching posture and a flattering voice when she went downstairs had already dissipated the softness in her eyes at this time, revealing a fierce light before the killing. She stared straight at Wang Chi, looking like she was going to ask for something—what she wanted was, of course, human life.

The corners of her eyes flashed on Ruan Luo's face from time to time, and she didn't seem to pay much attention to this person's existence. Obviously, she had already identified that this young man did not know a trace of martial arts, and he didn't know anything about the hidden weapon thrown by her just now.

There are not many people around the target person, and the role it can play is almost negligible.

However, the target person itself is a little tricky, just now I just wanted to easily remove the side thorn, but I didn't expect this middle-aged man to be so powerful, he had already taken the first step to realize it and helped the young man block it.

Unexpectedly, this young man seemed to be very important to the target, and the woman suddenly regretted a little, if the secret weapon thrown at the young man just now was just a false move, could this middle-aged man avoid it?

However, no matter how high the martial arts of these people were, with the slightest string of the waves that had been implanted in their meridians two hours ago, they would not be able to sustain it for long.

It was a time in the room when he had no helper and one more burden that needed his help, but that great opportunity only lasted for a moment. Hearing the sound of the utensils in the house shattering, it was not like the sound of breaking a dish by mistake, and the four guards guarding outside had already rushed in.

But with the addition of four helpers on Wang Chi's side, there are also more helpers on the fierce woman's side. Hearing a loud bang, the wooden floor of an attic above Wang Chi's head collapsed, as if someone had already sawed a piece of live wood neatly, and two black-clad and masked assassins stepped through the live wood and pressed Wang Chi from top to bottom.

When the dust was rolling and the figure was shaking, Wang Chi was pulled by a guard, and at the same time, Ruan Luo was torn apart, and the other entourage and a janissary guard cooperated with each other to stride forward immediately after the wooden board touched the ground, swinging a dagger!

Then the thick dust on the attic was spreading, and Wang Chi and Ruan Luo had been pulled out of the room by the guards. The environment inside the house was too cramped, and after two black-clad masked Assassins jumped out of the attic, several more Assassins jumped down the floor in the same way. The wooden floor of the attic on the second floor had almost been demolished by the assassins, and so many assassins had gathered on the first floor of the teahouse, which was not only inconvenient for their own side to attack, but also easy to lose the protection of their master.

However, the group of Assassins who had been ambushed in the attic on the second floor seemed to have practiced some of the offensive formations skillfully, and when they saw their target retreat outside, they did not jump out after it, but waited for the two guards who remained indoors to no avail. The group of assassins used the teahouse as a soil fort, and stood on top of each other in the doorway, intensively throwing small hidden weapons like swarms of mosquitoes.

Fortunately, Wang Chi and Ruan Luo were dragged out early by the guards, otherwise they would really be injured by these dense flying secret weapons.

Guard 14 was sure to pull Wang and Ruan behind a pillar to avoid the flying weapons for the time being, so he took a moment to take a moment and felt something from his bosom. He slammed it against the door of the teahouse.

"Bang-" There was a muffled sound. A burst of white smoke billowed out, making it impossible for the human eye to see, and the momentum of the hidden weapon flying out of the door was slightly sluggish. Thirteen and Ah Ping, who came out of it one step later, aimed at a respite, and hurriedly retreated from the position in front of the door where the hidden weapon could reach, and jumped behind another pillar in front of the door of the teahouse.

All six of them escaped temporarily, and Fourteen immediately said quickly to Wang Chi's side: "There are many of them. Therefore, there are many hidden weapons that can be carried, which we can't compare. ”

Thirteen reached out and wiped the blood from his forehead. so that their eyes may not be blinded by blood. Although he tried his best to dodge just now, although he protected the vital point of his head, he still suffered some extracutaneous injuries. Taking a sip of saliva stained with a fishy salty taste, he didn't have time to think about it before he said, "Throw the thunder fire pill." Set the teahouse on fire, and smoke the thieves out of the rat holes. ”

Fourteen was about to reach out and pull it into his arms when he heard this, when he suddenly heard Ruan Luo rush to say, "No." The tea house is lit, what should the guys inside do? It's still uncertain if any of them are trapped inside. ”

He had just finished speaking. I heard Wang Chi say in a deep voice: "Don't look for them, they were all killed in the backyard by that group of assassins." ”

When Ruan Luofu heard what he said, his heart was shocked at first, and then he followed Wang Chi's gaze and looked through a laneway next to the side wall of the teahouse, and saw several people lying motionless in the corner of the backyard where the teahouse was stacked with sundries. Based on the clothes on their bodies, they can be preliminarily identified that these people are the waiters who came to the west gate of the Hengtai Pavilion block to welcome them into the tea house with an enthusiastic face just now.

It's just that a cup of tea is missing, and all of them have been killed!

Ruan Luo's eyes showed a trace of unbearability.

In his ears, Wang Chi's almost commanding voice came out: "Deal with these assassins in front of you first, and then you will have the strength to bury those innocent people afterwards." ”

As soon as his words fell, the Thunder Fire Pill that Guard Fourteen had already held in his hand was thrown.

The pitch-black, slightly smaller than a fist, shattered as soon as it hit the ground. This spark is very weird, it seems that it can be lit with anything, and the spark seems to have life, and he spits out the tongue of fire when he grabs the thing on it.

When Fourteen threw the Thunder Fire Pill, the white smoke at the door of the teahouse was still in a translucent state, and the group of assassins seemed to realize that the white smoke only had the effect of creating visual obstacles, but it did not contain toxins or psychedelic effects, so when the Thunder Fire Pill came one after another, most of them were a little careless.

There were a few black-clad and masked assassins who didn't shy away from the flying thunder pills, and seemed to be preparing to kick the thing back with a flying kick.

However, they had no idea how powerful this ball was that they had seen for the first time today, and how could it be kicked hard! As a few thunderbolts hit the ground and exploded, or hit the sharper edge of the door frame, the sparks that were on the burnt burst out wildly in all directions, and immediately three assassins in black caught fire, and under the smoke of the fire, they began to roll on the ground with a muffled wail, and they didn't know how miserable the wolf looked like a wolf.

From the incomparably fierce fire burning on their companions, and the screams of pain coming from their throats, several black-clothed assassins who were still cowering inside the door of the teahouse saw the power of the balls that were pitch-black but "breathing fire", and they couldn't help but shrink back into the room.

But their fear was only a moment of expression, and soon they all reacted, knowing that this teahouse could not escape a fire and could no longer become a battle fortress for their own bodies, and these people jumped out of the gate almost at the same time.

The assassins spread out on a slightly higher stone floor in front of the teahouse, although they couldn't throw the unstoppable secret weapon out in unison like they had just done just now, but in the same way, if Wang Chi threw the thunder fire pill at this group of people, the effect would be greatly reduced.

- Not to mention the Thunder Fire Pill, which is extremely dangerous to use or store, the twelve guards of the Thirteenth and Fourteenth can't carry much on them.

In order to avoid the hidden weapons thrown by the assassins, Wang Chi and the others hid sideways behind the big pillar at the entrance of the teahouse. Fortunately, the tea house was built on two floors, and there was a viewing tower at the front of the second floor, so the first floor needed to be supported by thick wooden pillars to stabilize the building. Otherwise, anyone standing on the stone lawn in front of the gate of this teahouse may not be able to avoid the attack of the mosquito-like dense hidden weapon.

But at this time, I saw that the side of this stout pillar facing the door of the tea house was densely nailed with diamond-shaped hidden vessels, as if the pillar was covered with coarse cold hairs in an instant, and each of these cold hairs was hard and sharp. Whoever suddenly saw this scene couldn't help but be stunned.

As the party that was thrown by the hidden weapon, if anyone in Wang Chi's group saw this side of the pillar. Maybe you can't help but think of so many hidden weapons if they are inserted in people. That pain may well be worse than death.

And the group of black-clothed masked assassins who took the initiative to throw hidden weapons, when they saw such a dense burst of hidden weapons, they were still unable to take the life of the target person. Even the two guards of the target were only injured a little, and it is conceivable that some of the assassins in this group of assassins were inevitably anxious at this time.

But the destructive power generated by the explosion of the black pill is too terrifying, who will step forward first. The result is either one step closer to the target person first, or one step to die first. Watching the few companions who were burned by the sparks from the black pellets just now. Most of the Assassins believed that whoever stepped forward at this time had a clear chance of suffering such a miserable treatment.

The two sides confronted each other.

To delay time by not moving, for the people on Wang Chi's side. Undoubtedly advantageous. They lit the teahouse in order to attract the guards in the Hengtai Pavilion neighborhood with thick smoke.

However, just after they were so deadlocked for about half a pillar of incense, the pros and cons of each other slowly began to reverse. Somehow. I saw that this teahouse with a heavy timber structure began to burn downward, and the slag fell downward, and the smoke was billowing out. The guards in the Hengtai Pavilion neighborhood have not yet arrived. And those assassins should almost understand that the kind of powerful black pill in the hands of the target person is either not much left, or has already been used up.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to stay shrunk for so long.

The flames in the teahouse had already jumped up to the second floor, and the pillar that covered them would sooner or later be burned down, and of course they should know that. But they didn't make any further moves to leave, but stayed where they were, which probably showed that they were waiting for someone......

Are you waiting for the patrol guards in this area?

Hehe, the Hengtai Pavilion block, which is known to be second only to the Imperial Palace in terms of being heavily guarded, if so many people are allowed to sneak in from unusual paths in a row, then the role that these guards can play is really nothing to be said.

In the midst of the silent waiting, the group of assassins gradually reached a consensus in their hearts, and with the command of the charming woman, seven or eight scattered black shadows suddenly burst out and pounced on the few people hiding behind the pillars!

In fact, in Wang Chi's group, except for being just worried about Wang Chi's safety, the other five people waited patiently for so long, and they were already a little impatient.

Especially Wang Chi himself, when did he shrink like this?

Many years ago, when he was still on the border of northern Xinjiang, he had seen a bigger battle than today. In front of the phalanx of tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides of the enemy, he also stepped out of the battle with a single sword and picked the generals of the enemy side. At that time, how could he have considered and feared that the enemy's 10,000-strong battle would suddenly release cold arrows at him?

However, after thinking about it, Wang Chi actually understood in his heart that the assassins he was facing today were completely different from the soldiers. All their actions are insidious and deceitful, with few fixed rules of conduct to speak of, and all their actions are related to the sole goal of taking their own lives. In this battle, the only criterion for victory or defeat is determined only by the life and death of a person.

So he has to make sure that he doesn't die!

So he chose temporary humiliation!

And in this moment of waiting, he didn't just wait. He had carefully and accurately estimated in his mind when the guards in the neighborhood should have arrived, but he soon came to the somewhat disappointing conclusion that the guards were probably suffering from the same problem as the guys in the teahouse.

What is the origin of the Assassins who raided here today?

Wang Chi was slightly surprised and puzzled.

The Hengtai Pavilion block was built to welcome foreign envoys or nobles from their own fiefdoms to visit Beijing, and for this residential area of guest living and self-cultivation, it must not only ensure the personal safety of the guests and nobles living here, but also not be able to raise the dignity of the palace.

Because of these two conditions, Wang Chi spent a lot of time and energy at the beginning of the museum. Together with a friend, he developed a rigorous set of guard rules. This set of charters has been in place for many years, and in the meantime there have been a few loopholes, which should have been more solid.

But now, although the martial arts of this group of assassins who quietly broke in were only mediocre, it was as if they could ignore the defenses of the neighborhood, and not only did many people mingle, as if they were also interfering with the actions of the guards in the neighborhood.

Wang Chi, who was thinking about this step, suddenly had another thought in his mind: Could it be that what Ruan Luo had speculated about just now had come true?

His whereabouts. Except that it was likely to be identified by the disguised Assassins when he was in the wonton house. And then there's Yunxia Qianzhuang. He didn't return to the palace for a long time, and he came to the Hengtai Pavilion calmly, just to put this block that had already been arranged by him like a transparent city into an urn. Let these assassins jump in.

Unexpectedly, problems have occurred one after another now, and for a moment, Wang Chi felt that the decision he made on the spotlight today was a bit like cocooning himself.

Can...... The master of Yunxia Qianzhuang. That is, if Wei Yunhuai, the Marquis of Northern Jin, really made a move to collude with the assassins, he used his aristocratic power that still played a role in this pavilion area to make an internal response for the assassins. Today, these things that I encountered suddenly became complicated.

Wei Yunhuai may not be as conservative as he thinks.

Not only did he dare to think, but he also dared to do, but he was too patient. When he endures it for a long time, it is easy for others to regard his patience as a conservative nature. And then it is ignored as a convention when thinking about something.

Personality is often the most basic rule of evaluating a person, because it is difficult for a person's personality to change significantly after it is formed in childhood. But the character is not easy to modify. But in the hands of some stoic people, there is such a thing as personality that can be controlled!

It's not that Wang Chi hasn't met this kind of person before. But at this time, there was only one name in his mind:

Wei Yunhuai!

While waiting for the guards in the Hengtaiguan neighborhood to come and break the siege, the two emperor's guards hiding behind the pillar made a decision almost simultaneously, a decision that required a higher risk.

The thirteenth and fourteenth took back the daggers that had been given to Ah Ping and Ah Tong respectively, and then they took out a small box from their sleeves and began to pull out the extremely thin silk strings.

When the group of black-clad and masked assassins realized that the few people hiding behind the thick pillars had probably used up the terrifying black pills that were extremely destructive, and they were about to start devouring them, the thirteenth and fourteenth people behind the pillars already had an extra pair of strange-looking weapons in their hands.

The metal handles of the two daggers were joined together by the tiny silk strings in the small box, one of which was held in the left hand of the guard, and the other dagger was hung from one end of the silk string.

At the same time, the two guards seemed to pull their left and right hands together, pulling out another piece of pitch-black "long sleeve" from the tightly cut sleeve of an unknown fabric, and pulling it all the way to the palm of the hand. The "long sleeves" were not woven finger covers, and at this time, they were close to the hands of the two guards, and the effect was almost equivalent to that of a pair of gloves.

Eventually, the two guards ripped off the cloth strap around their waists, which looked pale blue, but when they untied it, they flipped it over, revealing the same texture as the strange sleeve gloves they had in their hands. Their tight-fitting clothes could have been worn without a belt, and the black cloth belt that was usually tied around their waist as part of their clothing was immediately a member of the offensive and defensive objects in an extreme situation like today's.

They shook the strap that they usually wore around their waists and wrapped it around their necks.

The two guards were very fast in assembling these strange things in their hands, and Ah Ping and Ah Tong had just seen the extremely thin silk strings that held the two daggers and the ugly but obviously wear-resistant sleeve gloves on their hands, and the guards beside the two emperors rushed out from behind the stout pillars.

As the two figures dodged out from behind the pillar, the group of assassins who were about to pounce stepped back slightly, as the casting of the hidden weapon had to be kept at a certain distance to be effective. If the opposing sides are within three paces of each other, then even the sharpest hidden weapon is not as good as a small knife.

A group of assassins retreated only slightly, followed by a dense salvo of hidden weapons, which rained down like showers.

A person's head covers about one-tenth of the total body area. But a person's head is fatal almost everywhere. Although the emperor's two guards had already taken some self-protection measures before leaving the cover of the pillar, they still looked bad luck in the face of the mosquito-like hidden weapon.

Wang Chi knew the bravery and loyalty of these two guards, otherwise he would not have kept them with him often. People are flesh and blood, and they will accumulate some feelings after getting along for a long time. Although Wang Chi has been an emperor for more than ten years, he was not born in the emperor's family. When he was young, he drank and talked with the generals in the barracks, and galloped with thousands of soldiers on the field. This blood that grows in his heart at the same time as the growth of his body is destined to make it difficult for him, the emperor, to lose some of his character.

I can't watch the two guards I use most comfortably die like this!

I always have to do something, and getting hurt is nothing. The key is to survive!

Damn it, it's supposed to be those assassins!

On the stone floor in front of the gate of the teahouse, the dense hidden weapons are gradually weakening, and the number of hidden weapons that the assassins can carry is also limited, so there is such a high probability of throwing. It is also extremely fast to consume.

And the two guards who were rushing towards the rain-like secret weapon were already covered in blood at this time, and the blood from several cuts on their legs had flowed through their shoes. Bloody footprints on the ground. Although the cloth clothes they wore were indeed sewn with a layer of scaly iron sewn into the cloth, which was very good for them to block the attack of a hidden weapon, there were still several places where the clothes and armor were cut by sharp weapons flying at the same angle in a row, and blood seeped out.

In such a war of attrition. I'm afraid that both sides will not last long. If this group of assassins suddenly added in again, it would be difficult for the two guards, who had lost more blood from their bodies at this time, to resist it. And if these assassins lose the secret weapon of winning by quantity, they are actually only at the mediocre level of martial arts. Categorically, he couldn't escape the flying string dagger in the hands of the two guards that could be long and short within five moves.

Anyway, for now. The two guards took an adventure and won the bet.

They hadn't fallen yet, but the group of Assassins had become hedgehogs stripped of their thorns, their thorns nailed to the pillar of the house a few paces away.

The Emperor's Guards Thirteen and Fourteen looked at the few assassins in front of them who no longer dared to move forward, and began to retreat at an extremely slow speed under the pressure of their own forwards, and the two guards raised their eyebrows in unison, and their tired eyes burst out here - kill these people, they have the confidence to do it in ten moves!

But just as the two of them were raising their breath and preparing to make a violent killing move, the two of them felt almost at the same time that it seemed that a big hand suddenly reached into their chests, held their hearts, and then squeezed them hard!

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

Before the two guards had time to show surprise in their eyes, a sharp pain that almost burst their hearts provoked them to spurt out a mouthful of blood! As this blood gushed out of their throats, the two of them only felt that the strength in their bodies seemed to be drained in an instant, and a suffocating sensation from the top of the mountain paralyzed their limbs, and they slowly fell to the ground.

The sharp pain in the heart and the feeling of weakness stirring in the limbs and bones quickly made the two guards who were still bravely moving forward just now faint!

Wang Chi saw them suddenly fall to the ground from behind the two guards, he couldn't know that the sharp pain in their bodies suddenly exploded, he just felt that his two guards fell too suddenly, as if there were really evil spirits in this world, and he stretched out his soul devouring finger towards the top of their heads just now!

Are they only going to end up here today?

Wang Chi didn't let his surprise linger in his heart for too long, his eyes gradually calmed like stone, and his palms were lifted up on the thick pillar that blocked the hidden weapon for him. He wasn't hugging the pillar, Ah Tong, who was closest to him, could already feel that there was a looming air pressure floating on this middle-aged man with a noble status.

This is not a person's temperament that is easy to reveal in interpersonal communication, but a kind of internal cultivation master's appearance when he has practiced martial arts to a certain level, and the strength in his body is slightly exposed. This is like a black crystal, when it is extremely black, the black light in its body seems to be able to render the body, but in fact, this black light may have been just entrenched in its body.

But Ah Tong is a martial arts practitioner, and his kung fu is not thin, so he is very sensitive to the slight exposure of this aura-

(To be continued)