"He finally appeared," Yang Muyun's heart froze, and his gaze at him became sharp, "His target is indeed these two old gentlemen." ”

The man in the dark clothes took off his hat, revealing a grim face full of stubble, "You have been following me?" Taking a step forward, his lips twitched slightly, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, "Do you want me to kill one more person?" ”

The round-faced old man's face changed.

The old man in the green shirt looked like water, and stopped the round-faced old man behind him, "Brother Dayou stepped back, I want to do it, I'll come!" As he spoke, he pulled out his saber at his waist.

"The two old gentlemen have stepped back, and this man has been handed over to me." Yang Muyun raised his left hand, and a sleeve arrow flew towards the throat of the man in Xuanyi like lightning.

"Jin Yiwei?" The cold eyes of the man in Xuanyi narrowed slightly, his body floated back, his right hand stretched out, and the two fingers of the "click" food caught the sleeve arrow like an iron tong.

The cold light flashed in front of him, and a green blade had pounced in front of him.

"What a quick skill," the man in the dark clothes secretly praised, his footsteps moved slightly, and he could dodge a knife that slashed at his face.

Yang Muyun's subordinates did not stop at all, one blow, one knife was as ruthless as a knife, and one knife was as fast as a knife. In an instant, more than a dozen knives were slashed one after another, and the knives did not leave the vital point of the man in Xuanyi's body.

The man in the dark clothes is like a fallen leaf in the fury of the wind, which will be torn apart by the wind at any time, but he narrowly escaped the force of this violent tearing.

"That's right, it's kind of interesting," the two fingers of the Xuanyi man's right hand popped out, and slammed into Yang Muyun's eyes like thunderbolt.

Yang Muyun's eyes were cold, his heart was tight, his toes touched the ground, and his body retreated several feet. With a single knife and a horizontal sword, seal the portal.

"Embroidered spring knife? The man in Xuanyi stared at the long and narrow blade in Yang Muyun's hand, and the blue light condensed on it kept flowing on the blade, "You are really Jinyiwei." ＂

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the old man in green shirt and the old man with a round face changed.

"If you stop now, I can let you go. The man in the dark clothes stared at him and said word for word.

The corners of Yang Muyun's mouth hooked up a smile, "What if I don't?" ＂

"You want to die so much," the man in Xuanyi looked cold, "how could I not fulfill you?" As soon as the last word fell, he had already deceived Yang Muyun, and a dazzling light rolled towards Yang Muyun's throat like a snake.

"Keng" gold and iron resonate, and the dazzling snake-like light has been broken by the green blade in Yang Muyun's hand.

As soon as the two figures were separated, Yang Muyun still had the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and the man in Xuanyi already had an extra sword in his hand, which was as red as a sword that had just been calcined.

"Fire Cloud Sword? Yang Muyun's eyes showed a different color.

"Do you recognize this sword? The iron-clad man's iron-like dignified face relaxed slightly.

Seeing that Yang Muyun's eyes were solemn and he didn't speak, he said slowly: "Now that you know the sword, do you still want to meddle?" ＂

Yang Muyun didn't answer, his whole body was already full of strength, like a sharp arrow with a full bow, waiting to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

"Yang Xiaoyou," the old man in green shirt stepped forward with a knife, "This person is here for the old man, and it has nothing to do with you, so you better retreat quickly." ”

The fiery red sword flashed, and the body of the man in the dark clothes had moved. Yang Muyun's pupils shrank, and the green mangs in his hands turned into a meteor and swept away.

"The embroidered spring knife was two points away from the eyes of the old man in the green shirt, and it was able to block the blow of the Huoyun Sword like a spark. The swords intersected, the strength was agitated, and the beard of the old man in the green shirt fluttered.

The man in Xuanyi took two steps back, with a hint of anger in his eyes, "I have repeatedly shown mercy to my subordinates, can't you really kill you?" ”

"Why don't you try?" Yang Muyun also looked at him coldly, "I want to see if the sword in your hand is as sharp as your mouth." ”

There was a faint black line on the face of the man in Xuanyi, the hand holding the sword was straight and protruding, and the steps under him were wrong. Yang Muyun didn't dare to hold it up, holding a knife in both hands, his eyes staring at his every move.

The man in Xuanyi rose into the air, and the Huoyun Sword circled in the air......

Yang Muyun only felt a flower in front of him, and countless fiery red meteors drew a dazzling arc, rushing towards him with the breath of death. He could have dodged and broken the sword in front of him, but there were bursts of pain in his chest, and the rapid circulation of breath in his body was also suffocated, and his heart sank, but he still gritted his teeth......

"Jingle Bell" embroidered spring knife sparks, Yang Muyun didn't know how many shining red rays were blocked,

His steps were stepping back, his legs were like lead, and it was difficult to move one more step. The flesh on his shoulder had been sliced open, and red blood flowed out, followed by his legs...... One stumbled, only to hear the sound of "choking", Yang Muyun's wrist had been hit by the sword, and the embroidered spring knife fell to the ground.

The fiery red sword was already pointed at his chest, "You finally understand it now," the man in the dark robe showed a hint of sneering in his eyes, "The sword in my hand is far sharper than my mouth." ”

"I wanted to spare you from dying," the man in the dark clothes gradually became cold, "but you are impatient to live yourself." The hand holding the sword slammed forward, and a life was about to disappear under his sword.

"Qiang" swung his sword away with a strong force, and a gray figure blocked in front of Yang Muyun.

A cold and stiff face, eyes as sharp as a knife, and a cold and intimidating aura.

"Leng Yifei?" Yang Muyun couldn't help but blurt out, "Why are you here?" ”

Leng Yifei didn't answer his words, but stared at the big man in black clothes tightly, "Your sword is sharper than your mouth," the words changed, and his tone became cold, "It's a pity, it's not as good as my sword." ”

The man's cheeks twitched slightly, and he knew that in front of him was a fierce rival, a fierce rival he had never met before.

The Fire Cloud Sword has been swung, the sword light is all over the sky, and the sword is like lightning. Countless red rays of light swept towards Leng like a raging storm, and the "choking" knife was unsheathed, and the scimitar turned into a black lightning bolt that split the rain-like sword......

Before the sword could reach his body, the sword light had already slashed through the throat of the man in Xuanyi.

The rain of swords was gone, and the scimitar was back in its scabbard.

The man's pupils gradually dilated, and everything in front of him became blurred.

With a "plop", his body fell straight to the ground like a stake, and he could no longer move.

Yang Muyun bandaged the wounds on his body with a pale face, staggered to Leng Yifei's side, and glanced at him, "You have been secretly following me?" ”

"I won't let you out of my sight until you arrive at Jingshi safely." Leng Yifei said lightly.

Yang Muyun was silent, it was Leng Yifei's duty to send him back to the Beijing Division, and he was a person who could perform his duties well.

"Thank you two for coming to the rescue," the old man in green shirt stepped forward and bowed his hand, "The old man has thanked me here." The round-faced old man also walked over, and arched his hand at them with a forced smile on his face, thinking that he still had palpitations.

"I saved him, not you," Leng Yifei turned around, "so you don't have to thank me." ”

"This is the temperament of my companion, don't be surprised by the two old gentlemen." Yang Muyun explained with a smile.

"The old man is Yu Qian, the governor of Henan," the old man in green shirt then pointed to the round-faced old man beside him, "This is the political envoy of Henan," after introducing his eyes, he looked at Yang Muyun with a slight smile on his face, "Xiaoyou, can you tell me your true identity between the two?" ”

Yang Muyun's heart is in his heart, the governor of a province is a high-ranking official of the second grade, and the political envoy is a second-grade official. I didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and stepped forward to salute respectfully: "Xia Guan is Yang Muyun, a thousand households in Jinyi Weibei Town, and I have seen Lord Wang and Lord Nian. ”

"Ning Gongzi, look, the red ribbons of the two of us are tied together, is it good?" Under a cypress tree, Zhu Zhiqing diligently tied her red ribbon with Ning Zuer's, and tied a beautiful concentric knot.

"Hmm" Ning Zu'er looked at her happy appearance, and said with a somewhat bitter face: "This is not appropriate, right?" This is for others to see, how should they talk about me and you, the county lord? ”

"I'm not afraid, are you afraid?" Zhu Zhiqing blinked and looked at him playfully, "Even in front of my father, I dare to say what is in my heart." ”

Ning Zuer's eyes unconsciously swept around, what he wanted to do most now was to pull Yang Muyun out, and then beat him violently, and kick him a few more times.

"Hey, I'm talking to you?" Zhu Zhiqing pouted dissatisfiedly, "What are you looking at?" ”

"I ......" Ning Zuer didn't mean to withdraw his gaze. But at this moment his face changed, because he saw a group of officers and soldiers rushing into the temple with swords and guns in hand......

......

"This brother," Ning Zuer asked a young scholar who was watching the excitement, "may I ask what happened?" Why did a group of officers and soldiers suddenly come? ”

In front of the tower of Tianqing Temple, the officers and soldiers drove all the people in the tower out and surrounded the tower

Circle, do not let anyone approach.

"I heard that there was a fight inside," said the young scholar, "and a few people died." As for who it is, we don't know. ”

"Fighting?" Ning Zuer's heart trembled when she heard this, and she looked around, only to see a large group of people watching the excitement around the black pressure in front of the tower, but the familiar person was not among them.

"Young Master Ning, what happened?" Zhu Zhiqing was late, and when she saw a large group of people crowded in front of her, she asked curiously.

"Shhhh

Seven or eight officers and soldiers carried out three corpses from the tower, and the corpses were covered with white cloths, making it difficult to see their faces.

Ning Zuer's heart tightened, and he saw the officers and soldiers carrying the corpses past in front of him, and he was worried for no reason.

At this moment, several more people came out of the tower, and in front were two old men about fifty years old, followed by two young people.

Ning Zuer's eyes lit up, and he finally saw the face that was underbeaten, Yang Muyun, it was him. Ning Zuer's heart that she had been holding on to finally landed safely, and next to him was ...... Hey? Leng Yifei, how did he get with Yang Muyun?

He was thinking about it, only to hear Zhu Zhiqing beside him say, "Huh? Isn't this the governor of Henan, Yu Qianyu? And that, it's the political envoy who is old and old. They actually came to Tianqing Temple too. Glancing at Ning Zu'er, "Why are Yang Muyun and Leng Yifei with the two adults?" ”

Ning Zuer rolled her eyes and said angrily, "How do I know this?" ＂

"Have you heard? Someone in the crowd whispered, "Governor Yu and the political envoy Nian came to the temple in Weifu, and suddenly encountered someone assassinating in the tower, but fortunately someone came to the rescue, and the two adults were safe and sound." ＂

"Who is so bold that even a second-grade member of the imperial court dares to assassinate? "Someone feels incredible.

"It's not clear, I heard that the assassins are all dead, I'm afraid it will be difficult to investigate."

"Young Master Ning, let's go." Zhu Zhiqing grabbed Ning Zuer's sleeve.

"County Lord, what are you doing here?" Ning Zuer asked.

"We must hurry back to the palace and tell our father about this, for the assassination of the governor and the envoy is not a trivial matter." Zhu Zhiqing said.

Henan Governor Yamen.

Yu Qian and the young man wore a winged black gauze hat and a red official uniform with a golden rooster complement to talk to Yang Muyun in the living room, and Leng Yifei waited outside the hall.

"I just heard Yang Qianhu in the tower that the assassin is holding the Huoyun Sword in his hand, do you know the origin of this assassin?" Nianfu asked.

"Lord Nian misunderstood," Yang Muyun hurriedly explained: "Xia Guan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he heard the master talk about the magic weapons in the rivers and lakes, including this Huoyun Sword, as for who holds this sword, Xia Guan is not very clear. ”

"Oh," Yu Qian smiled, "If it weren't for Yang Qianhu, Lord Nian and I would be more and less auspicious today." Today, you will stay in the house, and the old man and I will serve wine and thank each other. ”

"The two adults are polite, the officials really don't dare to be," Yang Muyun hurriedly excused himself, "Muyun and the two adults are officials in the same dynasty, and when the road is in danger, they should help each other." Doesn't it seem raw when adults say this? ”

Nian Fu smiled slightly and glanced at Yu Qian, "Gong Jie'an, this son is very much like a person." ”

"Brother Dayou must not talk nonsense." Although Yu Qian said this, he nodded slightly, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Qianhu," Nian Fu smiled at Yang Muyun: "You are the Fusi Qianhu of Jingshi Jinyi Weibei Town, I don't know if you can know anyone," he said and glanced at Yu Qian, "His name is Zhu Ji, and he is also a Jinyi Wei Qianhu." ”

Yang Muyun smiled, "Don't hide it from the two adults, Xia Guan was originally a hundred households in the southern capital of Jinyi Weinan Town, and because of some small contributions, he was promoted to the Thousand Households of the North Division by the emperor's decree, and now he is leaving for the Beijing Division to take office, as for the colleagues of the North Division, the lower officials are not very familiar. ”

"It's okay," Nian Fu smiled leisurely, "This Zhu Qianhu said by this official has a pure personality, good character, and loves to study, and often discusses knowledge with some literati and bachelors, he will definitely get along with you, and ......" He said with a mysterious face: "This Zhu Qianhu is still the son-in-law of the governor, you saved his old father-in-law, he will definitely treat you well, you are both officials, you have to help each other well." He laughed.