The old man in the Taoist robe had a complicated expression, and was about to say something, when he suddenly felt a murderous aura, and the tip of the needle slashed into his back.

Only a master who really wants to kill and is sure to be able to kill will bring this kind of murderous aura.

There was no doubt that there was such a person behind him now, and he could even feel a muscle in the back of his neck suddenly stiffen.

But the old man didn't look back, he didn't even move the slightest, and now although he was just standing casually, his hands, feet, limbs, and all his body's qi were completely balanced and coordinated, and there was absolutely no flaw or flaw.

But as long as you turn around, you will never be able to maintain this state of affairs again, even if it is only a momentary negligence, it is enough to reveal a fatal flaw. He must not give the other party such a chance.

The other party has been waiting for this kind of opportunity, and Wang Junlin also felt this kind of compelling killing opportunity, but he did not continue to make a move to create an opportunity for the latecomers to kill the old man.

The visitor was an old man with gray eyebrows and hair, but no beard, and a ruddy face. This old man is none other than Mo Jiuhan, the mysterious old eunuch beside Yang Lihua.

Although Wang Junlin has used a lot of Nighthawk intelligence organizations in Yang Lihua's hands during this period of time, he has always been wary of Mo Laohan, who is specifically in charge of Nighthawk, and always feels that this old guy has unfathomable intentions under his kind eyes.

Wang Junlin had long known that since he met Yang Lihua, his every move had been under the watchful eye of the Nighthawk, and even if the Nighthawk had been helping him with things, this situation had never changed.

Therefore, it was impossible for Mo Jiuhan to make a bet with the so-called Immortal Hidden Sect masters in the royal manor these days.

Therefore, although Mo Jiuhan's appearance at this time was unexpected, it was also reasonable. However, Wang Junlin didn't think that the real purpose of Mo Jiuhan's appearance was to help him.

Thinking of Mo Jiuhan's terrifying body when he appeared just now, Wang Junlin suddenly found that the elegant temperament on the other party's body was very similar to that of the old man in the Taoist robe. However, if it weren't for the fierce fight between him and the Dao Robe Old Man just now, Mo Jiu Han wanted to suddenly appear behind the Dao Robe Old Man and lock the latter, it would not be so easy.

At this moment, Wang Junlin's nose twitched slightly, and he smelled a faint fragrance that ordinary people couldn't smell at all, since he experienced a fake death, and his body was purified by the Taoist true qi of Chang Kuzi Yijiazi, his six senses were extremely keen, not only his hearing and vision were far beyond ordinary people, but his sense of smell was also comparable to the best smell animals in the world. At least apart from him, the other two didn't smell this faint fragrance.

This fragrance had just been smelled by him more than half an hour ago, and it was possessed by the beautiful woman who was with the old man in the Taoist robe.

Smelling this fragrance, Wang Junlin raised his hand without hesitation and fired the miniature steel in his left sleeve. Crossbow.

Of course, what he shot at this time was the old man in the robe, and he could only be the old man in the robe. However, although the crossbow arrow is very fast and powerful, there is still a big gap between the sharpness of Wang Junlin's Spring and Autumn Sword Technique, so his shot this time is obviously serious.

The old man in the Taoist robe let out a long roar, and while his sleeves were swinging, his body shot straight forward, and he took the initiative to crash into the crossbow arrow. He can only do this, he is sent to death backwards, and it is also difficult to dodge Mo Jiuhan's killing machine from left to right.

When the crossbow arrow shot out and the old man in the Taoist robe shot forward, Mo Jiuhan also moved, and at the same time that his body rushed forward, he didn't know when there was a thin and soft sword in his hand, which instantly became straight, and it was more than six feet long, and stabbed straight at the back of the old man in the Taoist robe. This is to kill the old man in the Taoist robe with one blow. Obviously, Mo Jiuhan has eight out of ten. Jiu knew the identity of the old man in the Taoist robe, and even knew him personally, and he had a deep hatred for each other, otherwise it would be impossible to kill him as soon as they met.

With the wave of the sleeve of the old man in the robe, the crossbow arrow shot by Wang Junlin was knocked aside, but the speed of the old man in the robe was also a little slower because of this.

Although Mo Jiuhan was surprised and dissatisfied that Wang Junlin did not go all out, but when the old man in the Dao robe was injured, this slower was enough for him to stab the old man in the Dao robe with a sword, and the latter was injured even if he didn't die, and there was not much strength left, so he could easily kill him next.

However, at this moment, Mo Jiuhan's face suddenly changed slightly.

Like light smoke, a figure jumped down from the wall next to it and shot towards Mo Jiuhan. This is naturally the companion of the old man in the Taoist robe, the beautiful woman who escaped from the hands of the hundreds of dead soldiers led by the wheat iron rod.

At the same time, two black shadows fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

In order to dodge the sneak attack of the beautiful woman, Mo Jiuhan had to quickly dodge to the side, and at this opportunity, the old man in the Taoist robe and the beautiful woman jumped up, and they flew straight up, and instantly flew to a height of six or seven zhang, and continued to rise.

Wang Junlin was taken aback, looked up carefully, and looked shocked.

There are two big eagles, with ropes tied to their talons, and the old man and the beautiful woman in Taoist robes are constantly rising in the sky, and the air flow from the huge wings blows the hair of Wang Junlin and Mo Jiuhan fluttering.

What kind of eagle is this? How can it be so big? Where did these guys come from?

Wang Junlin dared to swear that among the creatures he mastered in later generations, there was definitely no such a big eagle, watching the two of them being taken away by the eagle, Wang Junlin suddenly remembered his own lynx hair, after this guy became an adult, wouldn't his body size be significantly larger than that of the same species of lynx. Thinking about it this way, he vaguely understood why the two eagles were so big.

"Mo Jiu, Tian Xiangzi has come out of the mountain, and you, the former Mo Wei, have no second way to choose except to die." The old man in the Taoist robe glanced deeply at Wang Junlin in mid-air, turned his head and said to Mo Jiuhan with a sneer.

When Mo Jiuhan heard this, his face changed suddenly, but he instantly regained his composure, and said lightly: "Gray Eagle Elder, Wind Eagle Girl, I didn't expect you to be alive, you and your wife are accompanied by a Heavenly Eagle, presumably the next palace master of the Heavenly Eagle Palace is very likely for you." ”

Wang Junlin firmly remembered the conversation between the two, and the old man known as the old man of the gray eagle smiled, and was about to say something, when his face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted: "Be careful." ”

Almost at the same time as his cry rang out, there was a sudden sharp and piercing sound on the roof two hundred paces away from them, and then a three-foot-long crossbow. Almost as soon as the sound sounded, the gun appeared in front of the eagle above the head of the old man of the gray eagle.

In the flash of light, the gray eagle old man let out a scream, and suddenly let go of the rope that was pulling him, and the big eagle body hanging from him was light, and his body suddenly rose up, the crossbow that was not very accurate. The gun grazed the eagle's body and shot into the air.

At the same time that the old man of the gray eagle fell from mid-air, his body used the last inertia to fall obliquely into a small courtyard three hundred steps away from Wang Junlin and Mo Jiuhan in a parabola, and disappeared.

At this time, Mo Jiuhan's body had turned into a light smoke, and he chased after him, and at the same time, dozens of figures appeared nearby, cooperating with Mo Jiuhan, and gathered around the small courtyard where the gray eagle old man disappeared.

Wang Junlin saw it very clearly, one of the figures was the Nighthawk envoy who had been on Yang Lihua's orders to send him information, and he had the strength of the stagnation period, and there were at least three people who were equal to him in strength among these dozens of figures.

Since Mo Jiuhan knew the origin of the old man of the Gray Eagle, how could he not be wary of the big eagle of his sect, and he had already prepared the Eight Bull Crossbow, and Wang Junlin suddenly discovered that the Nighthawk was not a simple intelligence organization, and his strength might be above what he knew before.

In addition, Wang Junlin also suspected the control of the intelligence organization Nighthawk, which was likely to be more thorough than Yang Lihua, that is to say, this intelligence organization was very likely to be in the hands of Mo Jiuhan, not Yang Lihua. Yang Lihua's ability to control the Nighthawk was based on Mo Jiuhan's command to obey him.

Wang Junlin did not participate in the pursuit of the old man of the gray eagle, but looked up and watched the beautiful woman fly higher and higher, gradually flying out of the city. Another large eagle hovered over the capital, hissing angrily, and it was evident that this beast, like the lynx fur of King's Landing, was far more intelligent than ordinary kinds.

"According to what Mo Jiuhan said just now, the old man of the gray eagle and the beautiful woman are from a sect called the Heavenly Eagle Palace, and the intelligence organization in Mo Jiuhan's hands is called the Night Hawk, is there any connection between the two?"

"Why did Mo Jiuhan look like an undying posture when he saw the old man of the gray eagle?"

"What kind of grudge do you have between the two?"

"And that Tian Xiangzi went out of the mountain, why did Mo Jiuhan die?"

"The old man of the gray eagle called Mo Jiuhan Mo Jiu, and said that the latter was the former Mo Wei, what kind of secret is there?"

Wang Junlin had a series of questions in his heart, coupled with the appearance of ether and synthetic chemical poisons in the manor last night, why did the baby's cry and the woman's song repeat repeatedly?

These things made Wang Junlin curious to death, and he wanted to immediately arrest the old man of the gray eagle and ask him clearly, but reason told him that he should not easily intervene in the pursuit of the grudge between Mo Jiuhan and the old man of the gray eagle, otherwise it would cause endless trouble.

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"This king has a strange origin and unpredictable powers, and I am afraid that it is a double-edged sword in my hand." Yang Jian carefully looked at the general process of the battle between Wang Junlin and Fang Wai masters in the past few days provided by Du Luoge, frowned tightly, and muttered to himself.

"Your Majesty, Mo Jiuhan beside the eldest princess has always cherished the previous dynasty, and now he is secretly colluding with Wang Junlin, and Wang Junlin has a close relationship with His Royal Highness the Prince, the old slave thinks it is ......" Du Luoge hesitated slightly, lowered his head and said cautiously.

"Needless to say, although Wang Junlin has a strange background, I have never doubted his loyalty to me, and he has made great achievements in battle, and he has saved my life, if I move him, let the world think of me."

"As for Namo Jiuhan...... I wanted to kill him back then, but the eldest princess knelt in front of me to intercede for him, I am the honor of the ninety-five, since I promised not to kill this officer, I will not change my mind and make the eldest princess sad, not to mention a eunuch, I am not afraid of what waves he will make. Without waiting for Du Luoge to finish speaking, Yang Jian interrupted his words and said confidently and meaningfully.

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