Assassination, lore, infernal affairs

The moon hung high, and before I knew it, the sky had turned inky, and the night had quietly fallen.

When it was approaching, in the middle of the moon, Yan Hong walked out of Feixue Pavilion, and Xie Zhiyun personally sent him off, so how many men were envious, and how many men were jealous.

There are narrow-minded people who can't bear it anymore, and they come forward to provoke, this is a bloated boy in brocade clothes, Yan Hong recognized him as Yan Yi's nephew - Yan Hui at first sight. Although the name is good, but he is narrow-minded, Yan Hong has never taken this kind of jumping clown to heart, and he can't imagine that there is really someone who is not afraid of death now.

I saw Yan Hui staggering to Xie Zhiyun's side, and a mouth full of wine sprayed directly on Xie Zhiyun's face, "Yun Niang - what kind of person is such a big face today to invite you Yun Niang to send it in person, come-come-come, this son-in-law take a look, it's him, this little rabbit cub whose hair hasn't grown yet, what ability does he have to make you Yun Niang fascinated, today is to go out to see each other, then next time will you climb directly to this kid's bed, you slut-"

"Smackβ€”β€”β€”β€”

As soon as the word 'slut' came out, a crisp sound was heard, Yan Hui was slapped out by a slap, and his fat body slid out of the ground a foot away before stopping.

"You little bunny, how dare you hit meβ€”do you know who I am? I'm going to tear you to piecesβ€”"

"Slap β€”β€”β€”β€”" is another slap, this time it also flew out a foot away, but the difference is that the last time it hit the left, this time it was the right, so now Yan Hui's whole face is swollen like a ball, which is very funny.

"You bastard, you still dare to beat me, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill him." The friend who was with him wanted to come forward to help, but he was reminded by Su Yan on the side and silently retreated, and this Su Yan was the eldest grandson of Lord Xiangguo, and he recognized Yan Hong in a flash of inspiration just now, otherwise he would probably have a share of the beaten face.

It is surprising enough that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was beaten by a seven or eight-year-old child, the key is that the person who was beaten away is still the nephew of General Yan Yi, then the identity of the beater can make people have infinite reverie, no one who can come is a fool, if Yan Hui is not drunk today, he will not be so impulsive, so the bad thing of drinking is reflected in this, Yan Hui is likely to be in a different place at this time, but he is still at a loss.

"Little rabbit cub, this son must punish your nine clans-ah!"

But before he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang, Yan Hui was directly beaten ten zhang away by Yan Hong this time, and the bridge of his nose bone fell directly into the flesh, Yan Hui was already covered with blood at this time, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

"Come on, carry Yan Hui back to the mansion, if Yan Yi asks, he will say that I Yan Hong beat him, and if anyone dares to come to Feixue Pavilion to make trouble in the future, he will not be able to get along with me Yan Hong."

No——。

The word [Nuo] came from nowhere, but the next moment, a group of masked guards wearing black robes and black swords around their waists appeared, and someone in the field had already recognized them and shouted in horror. "Yes-the black-clothed guards of His Royal Highness Prince Dan, he is really the son of Yanhongβ€”β€”β€”β€”"

A farce ended like this, Yan Hong was still sent out by the charming and enchanting Xie Zhiyun, before leaving, Yan Hong gave Xie Zhiyun a small dagger, the dagger was engraved with the word [Huan], Xie Zhiyun regarded it as a treasure's personal collection, looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, she knew that she could not erase this figure from her memory in her life because he had entered her soul, Xie Zhiyun held the dagger tightly, and his temperature remained on it.

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At the beginning of the hour, the drums of the curfew had already sounded, and after the three drums, the city gate and the palace gate were about to be closed, and the street was already silent, only the sound of the rubbing of armor from time to time came from the distant patrol army.

Yan Hong stepped on the car prepared by the Black Guards, this is the result he had already expected, the mother concubine will not let him really travel alone, the Black Guards will definitely accompany him, the carriage is a special external wooden board with a two-inch thick iron plate, and the internal mechanism can fire the crossbow arrows loaded on the carriage at any time, the roof can be opened and closed, and it can be opened at any time when necessary, which is a necessary safety technique in troubled times.

Eighteen black-clothed guards outside the car followed on foot, almost looming in the night, there was a thick carpet in the car, and there was a table table, on which were some dried fruit desserts, Yan Hong comfortably rested his head on Hongyu's thigh and closed his eyes to recuperate, and Hongyu looked at Yan Hong with a serene face and shook his head slightly, maybe only in front of her Yan Hong would show such a childish side, and his fingers gently rotated on the forehead of the coast to relieve his fatigue.

Suddenly, Yan Hong opened his eyes, "Childe, what's wrong with not sleeping anymore, there is still some distance from the palace gate?" Ruby asked quietly.

"Hongyu, I find that your vigilance is always lower when you are with me, haven't you noticed that a few little mice have come out, it seems that we will not be lonely tonight."

"Ah-hehe, what Childe said is that Hongyu was negligent, but with Childe, Childe will protect Hongyu, so Hongyu will relax."

"Yu'er, when did your mouth become so sweet, it seems that you have to find a time to taste it."

"Come on, Yu'er is waiting for Childe, hehe"

"Attention, the rats have arrivedβ€”"

As soon as the words fell, a slight cyclone suddenly blew around the originally calm surroundings, and the fallen leaves on the ground were gently raised, and the black-clothed guards moved their respective positions quietly to ensure that there was no blind spot.

"Duh-duh-duh-" There were several soft sounds, and a dense rain of arrows followed, and everyone was shot into hedgehogs in an instant, and the carriage was shot with thousands of holes, without a single superfluous sound, and the assassination was over.

"Sha-Sha-Sha" There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a group of masked men dressed in gray came out of the shadows, holding a long sword in their hands, and a military bow and crossbow on their backs, which was enough to make people with a heart think about it, and gradually the assassin approached, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, a trace of contempt, raised the long sword, and prepared to make up a sword on the throat of the black-clothed guard, but at this moment, the killing instinct of many years made him feel a fear of death, which was the instinct of an assassin, I didn't have to think much about the conditions of this leader to launch and prepare to evacuate, but it was already too late.

"Ahh β€”β€”β€”β€” "Hit the plan, withdraw the β€”β€”β€”β€”" saw that the left arm of the Assassin leader had been broken by his shoulder, but he still reminded his companions loudly, and this earth-shattering scream had already alarmed many people.

[Concubine Xue Pavilion], Xie Zhiyun, who was about to take a bath, heard this scream, her heart twitched suddenly, and she silently calculated Yan Hong's itinerary in her heart, and thought that there was a chance that Yan Hong had an accident, so she didn't want to rush to the source of the sound.

The city defense army, the general on duty today is Yan Dan's cronies and old generals, and when he heard the screams, he didn't dare to slack off and led a team of soldiers to hurry over.

At this time, Yan Hong was still sitting in the carriage with a leisurely face, and even ate raisins in his mouth, Hongyu could only cry and laugh when he saw this, but Yan Hong said confidently [Mount Tai collapsed in front and his face did not change], on the other hand, the fight between the Black Guards and the assassins was evenly matched, there were eighteen people in the Black Guards and more than thirty assassins, I really don't know how the Yan army made these thirty or so assassins swagger appear on the street The two words [traitor] couldn't help but appear in Yan Hong's mind.

The battle has entered a state of anxiety, the Black Guards are well-trained, and the number of assassins is large, each with its own strengths and weaknesses, only to see that the assassin leader rushed back and forth in the crowd with his only remaining right arm and sword, and he had completely entered a state of madness, five of the Black Guards had been killed, but there were still more than 20 assassins left, and the situation had changed subtly. The black-clothed guards have changed from offensive to defensive, as long as they can wait for the city defense army to reach one qiΔ“, they will be able to solve the problem, and the thirteen guards will change their defensive formation, advance and retreat to a certain extent, but they will protect the carriage and do not take the initiative to attack.

However, at this moment, many assassins seemed to have fallen into madness, no longer retreating, just thinking about completing the task before the city defense army arrived, everyone seemed to be desperate for their lives, but after a while, there were only eight black-clothed guards left, Yan Hong in the carriage heard the voice change, and found the change of situation and frowned secretly [I still underestimated his strength, it seems that there will be a hard fight tonight], and the black-clothed guards outside the carriage have already shouted loudly.

"Now that the situation is critical, please evacuate first, I'll wait until the end-"

"Bang-" Yan Hong and Hongyu happily came out of the roof of the car, still with the signature smile on their faces, and glanced at the gray-clothed assassin and then looked at the sacrificed members of the black-clothed guards, "It's time for the game to end, you have earned enough money today, it is your honor to have so many black-clothed brothers accompany you on the road, but rats are always mice, if anyone can go back alive tonight, then sue your rat king for me, and the qiΔ“ [phantom] you made today will ask him back." ”

The one-armed leader's pupils shrank when he heard this, the three major killer organizations in the world [Phantom], [Blood Prison], and [Dark Night], among which the Phantom was the strongest, followed by the Dark Night, but the Blood Prison to which the gray-clothed assassin belonged was the last, Yan Hong was able to invite the [Phantom] This really made the assassin of [Blood Prison] scared for a while, but he didn't know that [Phantom] originally belonged to Traceless Village, and he, the Traceless Son, had already deceived everyone in the world.

As soon as the figure moved, Yan Hong had already deceived himself and killed into the crowd, while Hongyu went in the opposite direction.

There are no superfluous movements, concise and bright, one move and one style to the point, this is the characteristic of Mozi swordsmanship, [love, non-attack] Mozi swordsmanship has integrated Mojia thoughts, and it will not bring much pain to people, all of them are completed in an instant, compared to Hongyu's swordsmanship, there is a little more ruthlessness Everywhere it passes is to bring up a blood mist, so Hongyu's swordsmanship is also nicknamed the blood dance by Yan Hong, dancing in the blood, what kind of strong strength is needed, With the addition of two masters, a complicated matter seems to have suddenly become simple, and the crisis seems to be quietly receding, but there is no absolute possibility and impossibility of anything.

At the moment when Yan Hong was most relaxed, the scythe of the god of death had quietly stretched out towards him.

"Ka Cha-" A soft sound came into Yan Hong's ears, and Yan Hong's hair suddenly exploded, "Childe-be careful of the dark arrow-" Hongyu's voice came, but it seemed that it was too late, and the shadow of death was gradually enveloping Yan Hong in the future.

"Puff-" The sound of the arrow piercing into the flesh, but Yan Hong didn't feel the pain, but when he looked back, Yan Hong's eyes were split.

A warm and delicate body fell into Yan Hong's arms, and it was Xie Zhiyun's arrow, who had just arrived, that passed through her right chest, and the blood had already stained her purple dress.

"Yun Niang - Yun Niang - Yun Niang - you wake up, wake up, don't scare me, don't hold on."

"Huh-Childe, it's okay if you're okay, it's not a pity for the slave family to die." As he spoke, he raised his left hand with difficulty and wanted to touch Yan Hong's cheek.

Yan Hong had already reached out to hold Yun Niang's jade hand, and the tears had slowly left with the guilt in his heart, and his eyes were full of remorse and pity.

"Childe, you shed tears for me-" said and wiped away Yan Hong's tears, "There is a man in this world who is willing to shed tears for me, Yun Niang is content." ”

"Yun Niang, why, why are you so stupid, what am I worth, I need you to save me so desperately." I couldn't cry anymore when I spoke.

Yun Niang didn't speak, at this time she was so painful that she couldn't speak, the crossbow arrow broke her ribs and plunged into her right chest, she just looked at Yan Hong directly at this time, and wanted to imprint this face deeply in her soul, she was very unjust Why is the gap between her and Yan Hong so huge, in another ten years, she will really become yesterday's yellow flower, and Yan Hong is the year of the weak crown, and they seem to be born with no fate, [Forget it. Anyway, I'm already a broken flower and a willow, so it's better to let Childe remember my most beautiful appearance."

I was not born, and I was old.

You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early.

I was not born, and I was old.

Hate is not born at the same time, and every day is good with you.

I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born.

I am far from the end of the world, and you are separated from my cape.

I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born.

Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night.

At this time, the city guards also rushed over, and the guard general Fu Xi saw that Yan Hong was covered in blood, and his soul suddenly flew out of the sky, and he quickly shot the assassin with crossbow arrows on the periphery, and personally stepped forward to ask for guilt.

"The last general is derelict in his duties, putting Childe in danger, please punish Childe."

Yan Hong looked at Fu Xi and didn't say much, "Back to Concubine Xue Pavilion-"

"Honorable Orderβ€”"

None of the people present noticed that Yan Hong glanced at the roof of the street before leaving, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

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Three days later, Fei Xue Pavilion, Xie Zhiyun's boudoir.

Yan Hong's medical master inherited from Nianduan, so Xie Zhiyun was rescued by him from the ghost gate again, and now Yan Hong is carefully feeding Yun Niang medicine, and Yun Niang is also enjoying it with a happy face.

"Childe, why didn't Sister Hongyu come today?"

"I'm leaving for Organ City tomorrow, and Ruby is packing for me."

Yun Niang's jade hand trembled slightly, "Are you going to leave so soon, you can't stay longer, even if it's-" [Even if it's for me, don't go-].

"This-this is what I negotiated with my father, it can't be changed, okay, you can recuperate with peace of mind, remember to take your medicine on time, I-go"

"Childe ——。"

"What's the matter?"

"Will you ever come back? Back to the Concubine's Snow Pavilion? ”

"Yes, because it's you." The tone is light, but firm.

"With the words of the son, the slave family has no regrets in this life, come back early, I will wait for you, wait for you for a lifetime."

"Hmm-"

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Hong embarked on the road to the organ city, and Xie Zhiyun in the Feixue Pavilion also received a pair of words from Yan Hong as a gift, which was exactly what Yan Hong said to her when she first came to the Feixue Pavilion.

[Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons], this lotus flower is only for you.

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Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes and ears are hot, the spirit is purple.

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical.