Chapter 133: Striking the West

No, Wei Jingyao!

The name that suddenly popped up in Xie Fuyao's heart, there was such a big fire, it was impossible for Wei Jingyao to still hide in the Chu King's Mansion now.

But Xie Fuyao looked around and didn't find Wei Jingyao's shadow.

His moon-white clothes should be the most recognizable, it is impossible for him not to see it, could it be that Wei Jingyao is not here at all.

No, something is wrong, Xie Fuyao's brain exploded, arson is not the purpose, just to lure the snake out of the hole.

This realization made Xie Fu shake her teeth and tremble, she didn't care about anything else, and ran in the direction of the Chu Wangfu tremblingly.

Xie Fuyao's throat tightened, his palms were covered with wet sweat, and a bad premonition continued to spread in his heart.

They want to use fire to draw everyone's attention outside the city, but the real target is actually Wei Jingyao!

Finding that Huoguang Wei Jingyao must be anxious, he will choose the nearest road from the Chu Palace's Mansion to the outside of the city.

Out of the Chu Wangfu is Gongyue Street, then Shiya Street, Shoujing Street...... The image of the street flashed through Xie Fuyao's mind.

It was too slow to run over like this, Xie Fuyao looked left and right, and sneakily hitched a ride to a carriage to carry water.

Their assassination would never have been carried out in a conspicuous position, and the route of the water convoy was from Zouma Street to Shoujing Street, and Stone Cliff Street happened to be in the shadows of no one's attention.

Xie Fuyao jumped out of the carriage, turned around and slipped into an alley, the thick smell of blood echoing in the air.

There is a curfew at night, and ordinary people will not come out at night, plus the guards in the city have all gone to fight the fire outside the city, and this will become a secret place to kill.

didn't have time to think too much, Xie Fuyao ran forward desperately, and just crossed an alley, an irresistible force suddenly came from his shoulder.

Pulling himself over like gravity, there was a cold, dazzling cold light around his neck, which made Xie Fuyao unable to open his eyes.

However, the scent of magnolia hidden in the blood made Xie Fuyao react quickly, and a strong desire to survive rose from his heart.

"Lord Wang, it's me!"

The sharp blade brought up a string of blood beads on the immature skin, Wei Jingyao's eyes tightened, and he quickly withdrew the movement in his hand.

Although the person in front of him was very embarrassed, his face like a peach blossom was very bright in this dangerous night.

Looking at Xie Fuyao's immortal appearance, Wei Jingyao was faintly afraid in her heart, if she said half a minute later, she would not be able to control the sword in her hand.

"Why are you here?" Wei Jingyao sank his face and said coldly, "If it had been discovered that you were an enemy, not me, you would have died a thousand times." ”

Thinking of her dangerous move just now, Wei Jingyao couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart.

"I'm afraid...... Someone is working against you. Xie Fuyao responded calmly, but he couldn't hide her slightly trembling voice.

Wei Jingyao's throat rolled, and there was an indescribable emotion lingering in her heart, she was worried about herself.

"Be careful!"

The whistling wind mixed with sword qi stabbed from behind, Wei Jingyao pushed Xie Fuyao away, and the long sword was unsheathed, blocking the fatal blow.

It was the assassin who was in hot pursuit, and it seemed that his target was his head.

The slightly moving tiles on the roof did not escape Wei Jingyao's ears, and there were at least three people on it, and their safe return meant that their guards were dead.

In the face of an opponent who is stronger than his own martial arts, he can barely reach one book, not to mention that there are three people on his side to assist.

Wei Jingyao was annoyed in his heart, his move was too dangerous, not only put his life here, but also affected Xie Fuyao.

Two cold long swords swung out in the wind, full of desolate murderous intent.

Because there were three killers in the back, Wei Jingyao didn't dare to get too far away from Xie Fuyao, so he could only keep cracking the killing moves from the enemy in this limited space.

Xie Fuyao was shaken by the sword qi in front of him and fell to the ground.

In the distance, three silver rays of light played with the meteors that appeared in the sky, stabbing at themselves at a speed that ordinary people could not match.

Wei Jingyao felt the powerful killing intent from behind him, but he was lacking in skills.

The two long swords are like two whistling whirlwinds, you chase me, you come and go, just entangled together, inseparable.

The word run fast was tightly pressed deep in his throat by Wei Jingyao, facing three assassins with such high martial arts, escaping was tantamount to killing himself.

The powerful fear devoured Wei Jingyao's will, and the cold sweat behind his back had already soaked his underwear.

"Don't ......"

Wei Jingyao shouted loudly, trying to prevent the tragedy from happening, but he didn't notice that the long sword behind him had fallen, aiming at the back of his heart.

Xie Fuyao closed his eyes, it seems that this time he is dead, and he ran out to die with his own eyes, and the death in this life seems to be more absurd.

The weapons collided, bursting out with strong sparks, and a long knife blocked the three long swords in front of him, blocking them all back with the momentum of overturning the river and the sea.

A long knife in front of him was in the back of the long sword and Wei Jingyao's heart, seeing that Xie Fuyao was fine, Wei Jingyao reacted quickly.

With the sword in hand, he reflexively stabbed the Assassin in the chest, and the Assassin was forced to retreat and withdraw the sword to block his chest.

Wei Jingyao looked coldly at the two black-clothed men in front of him, this long knife he knew, he had fought with one of them that night at the Matsuma Inn.

It's unclear what their purpose is, but as things stand, it seems that they have no ill intentions.

In fact, Xuan Wu didn't want to save Wei Jingyao at first, but his own boss was too powerful.

A long knife blocked the attack of the three people, and he couldn't stand next to watch the play, so he simply pulled out his knife and shot.

The long-knife assassin was one against three, but he did not fall behind at all, and the three handles were controlled everywhere, although he had the advantage of being outnumbered, but he did not get any advantage.

As well as the horizontal knife roared past, the three assassins had an extra bright red wound on their throats, and the blood flowed profusely, and the other assassin was also killed by Wei Jingyao and Xuan Wu.

Xie Fuyao hadn't come back to his senses yet, staring at everything in front of him in a daze, and his mouth almost forgot to close.

The situation just now was so thrilling that now I still have cold hands and feet and are numb.

"Miss Xie, are you okay?"

Wei Jingyao stretched out his hand to pull Xie Fuyao up, and was relieved to see that there were no external injuries on her body.

"If you don't have this ability, you still want to be a hero to save the United States, oh, no, it's the United States to save the heroes, isn't this a way to kill yourself?"

Xie Fuyao was slightly stunned, and then he reacted, he was talking about himself, and sure enough, a strong sense of fear would make people's minds confused.