Pingyue Road, Kuohai County.

The first batch of warships and soldiers assigned to Shen Leng had been evacuated from the Qiuli battlefield and rested here to await the return of their general, and the procession, known as the Sea Patrol Division, would soon move north to be inspected by His Majesty the Emperor of Daning.

Inside and outside the harbor, the warships were mighty.

There is a small village called Jishanzhuang less than fifteen miles away from the county seat of Kuohai, the village has about four or five hundred households and more than 2,000 people, according to the size of the village, it is already a big village, the war of Daning to destroy South Vietnam rarely affects the southern Xinjiang, the sea area is too peaceful in this year, so the population in the village is increasing rapidly, and the villagers who originally fled have come back one after another, and it seems to be thriving.

However, there are still some dilapidated houses that are uninhabited, and when the people of Qiu Liren came ashore to sweep the village, they suffered and many families were slaughtered.

In the southernmost row of houses in the village was the most seriously damaged, and there was no room for people to kill and set fires, and this row of houses was basically burned, and only two or three of them were barely visible.

Hua Ziqi sat cross-legged in a dilapidated house with a knife in his arms, with some dry food and water by his side, and four or five of his men were on guard around, they had been hiding in this village for nearly twenty days, even if they needed to go out to find out information during the day, they chose to leave before dawn and return at night.

"Is Shen Leng back?"

Hua Ziqi glanced at the subordinates who had just returned, who were dressed in typical South Vietnamese people's clothes, and their skin was also tanned, and no one would easily distinguish if they didn't speak.

"Not yet, there's news that it's coming soon."

The subordinates lowered their heads and said: "But I heard some other news, it is said that Shen Leng is seriously injured, and it should be easier to start." ”

"Did you find any other news? For example, where will Shen Leng live after he returns, who will he meet, and when will he leave? ”

Hua Ziqi asked, and his subordinates were stunned: "I didn't hear about it." ”

"Did you not inquire or did you not inquire?"

Hua Ziqi snorted coldly: "Everyone has the value of their own existence, the good or bad of what you do is the embodiment of value, you will do one thing if I explain one thing, I won't do it at all, I won't think about it, what do I want you to do?" ”

A few people were not convinced, but no one dared to show it.

This Hua Ziqi has changed since he went to Sang Country and returned, acting withdrawn and ruthless, and he has no concept of being a fellow sibling.

"You stay here."

Hua Ziqi looked at the sky outside, today's subordinates returned relatively early, the sky has just darkened, fifteen miles away, if he rushed to Kuohai County, the city gate should not have been closed, recently the sailor has been rectifying in the ship port, and the city gate of Kuohai County has been closed by an hour later than normal.

He changed his clothes, wrapped the long knife in a cloth and carried it behind his back, walked to the door and looked around, made sure that there was no one, so he rushed out in a flash.

Several of his men returned to the house and whispered, and they couldn't help but curse.

"The skills that we learned in Sang Country, but when we came back, they pointed fingers at us."

One of the assassins said disdainfully, "If it weren't for His Highness, he might have used him, I really wanted to kill him with a knife." ”

"This guy pretends to be the leader of the team."

At this moment, the broken courtyard gate seemed to be pushed out with a slight creak, and everyone in the room was stunned, and said in their hearts, How did Hua Ziqi come back so quickly? Everyone subconsciously shut up and didn't dare to say anything more, after all, Hua Ziqi's sword skills were really not easy to mess with.

There are also their people on the outskirts of the village who are secretly on guard, if outsiders approach

There has been a warning for a long time, and it is impossible for ordinary people to hide from the knife of the secret whistle, and they, the people of Sang Country, are best at assassination and sneak attacks.

There was a knock at the courtyard door, and then the door of the house, and a man in a blue robe walked in slowly, and all the Sang Assassins in the room were stunned when they saw this man, as if they had seen a demon or a monster.

"Sumeruhiko...... Lord Sumeruhiko! ”

"Aren't you dead?"

Four or five Sang people hurriedly came over, and their eyes were shocked.

"He really still thinks of himself as a Sang Guoren, and he will choose you when he chooses his subordinates."

The dead Sumeru is not the real Sumeru, it is one of his right-hand men.

Sumeru looks like he is in his thirties, and his face is not cold and arrogant, but it gives people a feeling that it is difficult to get close to, he is like a person outside this world, he has no feelings for anyone and anything, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Sumeru-sama, what are you talking about?"

A Sang Assassin asked cautiously.

"The proprietor should want you all to return to Mulberry."

Sumeru seemed to be talking to himself, not answering those people's questions, his eyes were a little wandering, as if these people were not in his eyes at all.

"Yes, Lord Sumeru, the proprietor means that we have learned the method of training soldiers in Daning, and after returning to the Sang Kingdom, we will carry it forward and assist the king in unifying the Sang Kingdom."

"The king will be grateful to Lord Sumeru, for your cultivation of us in the past."

Sumeru was silent for a while: "But I don't want you to go back. ”

His voice was a little deep, but very penetrating.

"You know the pain of war better than me, it is said that your Sang country has been in war for many years, there are dozens of kings of all sizes, each of them is eager to become the only king of Sang Kingdom together, so every day is fighting, it is said that thirteen or fourteen-year-old children will pick up the knife and go to the battlefield, although Sang is not strong, whether it is regional, population, cultural, economic, military...... There is no way to compare with Daning, but if you go back with Daning's things, will you point your knife at Daning in the future? ”

Sumeruhiko's gaze retracted from the distant sky, and he seemed to finally take a serious look at those people.

"Sumeru-sama, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Your Excellency, don't you want us to go back? But we have to go back after all, and Sang needs us to go back. ”

Sumeru stretched out his left hand, his hand was white and slender, not at all like the hand of a person who practiced martial arts, even better than most of the girls' hands, there were some water droplets on his hands, it seemed that he had just been washed, he was not a handsome man, and his temperament was cold and unpleasant, but because of these hands, it may make many girls feel close.

"Ning people's things, you better stay."

Sumeru said in a flat tone: "The pain of war, it is better to stay away from Ningren. ”

His body suddenly disappeared, as if he was suddenly sucked away by something, but he was not a fairy ghost, just because he was too strong and too fast, and the next breath he appeared in front of the farthest Sang Assassin, and when he appeared, his body was already attached to the Sang Assassin, his face was on the other party's shoulder, and he whispered in the other party's ear: "The proprietor is also from Sang Country, not my race, I see ambition in your eyes, and the greedy desire for the splendid country of Daning." ”

Burst!

The originally clean and beautiful left hand penetrated through the front chest of the Sang Assassin and pierced directly through the back, holding a heart that was still beating faintly.

As soon as the hand was forced, the five fingers were closed, and the heart immediately burst, and the flesh and blood stains were in all directions

Zhou shot out, and the scene was terrifying and suffocating.

"Sumeruhiko, you're going to rebel?!"

"Sumeru, the proprietor will let you die without a place to be buried."

Sumeruhiko's hand was withdrawn from the body of the Sang Assassin and slowly turned around: "Rebellion? The proprietor is already a person who is about to become history, her ambition is not only to be the wife of Daning Shousuke, you should know better than me, I am grateful for her training, it is she who has made me from an ordinary child to what I am now. ”

Sumeru lowered her head: "It wasn't until not long ago that I realized that she had always hated Daning in her heart, and she hated for no reason, and if she had to find the reason, it might be because she felt that Daning was far stronger than her country." ”

He looked up, and the person was already in front of the other two Sang Assassins standing together, his left hand clawed over the throat of the first assassin, and directly grabbed half of his neck, and the throat and broken bones in his hand had already hit the temple of the other Sang Assassin, under the heavy blow of this punch, the temple of the Sang Assassin who was hit suddenly collapsed, but the other side bulged violently, and it seemed that the brain would burst out in the next breath.

He turned to look at the two remaining Sang Assassins.

"Shen Leng will go to Kuohai County today, Hua Ziqi will not come back to you, if he is lucky enough to kill Shen Leng, I will also send him to meet you, after all, in his opinion, he is more like a kind of person with you."

The remaining two Sang Assassins turned around and ran, not even daring to resist, after so many years of living together and training together to kill people, they knew Sumeruhiko's strength too well, and they were shocked when they heard that Sumeru Hikoto was killed, that was the person they couldn't defeat even if they tried their best.

Burst!

There was another muffled sound, and a wooden stake flashed with a strong wind, and slammed directly into the back of one of the Sang Assassins, and the thigh-thick stake almost broke the person in two, and the stake squeezed out of the stomach, and the internal organs fell to the ground slimy.

Before the other Sang Assassin could run out of the room, Sumeru grabbed his vertebrae with one hand, grabbed the five fingers of his left hand into the flesh and pulled it out, and the two vertebrae were pulled out violently, and the man fell to the ground.

Sumeru Yan squatted down and looked at the face that was pale from fear and pain: "The mission given to you by the proprietor is to kill Shen Leng, I will complete it for you, even if it is to repay her for making me the person I am now, I am grateful, it is not a lie, although I will also hate her...... If it weren't for her, I might have been a farmer. ”

He slammed his fist into the head of the Assassin of Nasan Kingdom, and with a thud, the Assassin's head sank into the ground, half shattered.

Sumeru got up and looked around.

"If you are a farmer and plough the land and cultivate the fields, there is dirt on your feet, and you have dirt on your hands, and the sun is blazing behind you...... When you are about the same age, find a daughter from an honest family to marry, and then have children, and then raise the child to become a farmer. ”

He said to himself, "It must be boring." ”

There was a well in the courtyard, and Sumeru had washed his hands with water, and the blood had not yet become viscous and coagulated, so it was easy to rinse, and it didn't take long for his hand to become white and beautiful again, with water droplets.

From beginning to end, he used only his left hand.

Because in his opinion, killing these Sang Assassins is really not worth his right hand.

In the night, he walked in the direction of Kuohai County.

The reason why he killed these Sang people in such a violent way was because he wanted to raise murderous qi and raise murderous qi for another person.

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[I'm sorry, maybe I'm too hypocritical, the state is still adjusting, it's much better, at least three more tomorrow.] 】

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