Chapter 409: Awkward Getting Awkward

Luo Zhaoyun lay down for an hour and recovered a little strength, fortunately, because he practiced martial arts all year round, honed on the battlefield, and his body was extremely strong, if he was an ordinary person, such a fall would be a concussion and internal bleeding, and he would definitely need to lie in the hospital for a few months. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But Luo Zhaoyun quickly struggled to sit up, and according to his breathing method, he slowly exhaled and adjusted his body.

Holding the pill and returning to the yuan is not the way of the golden pill in the miscellaneous records of cultivating immortals, in fact, it is just a special method for martial artists to regulate qi and blood, which can control blood reflux and flow rate.

Luo Zhaoyun meditates and rests to promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis on internal organs, fractures, and edema, avoid the expansion of cracks in internal organs, reduce the load of metabolism, etc., so that the injury is resolved and reduced, and will not continue to deteriorate.

The female assassin of the blue frost did not move, just lay quietly, looking up at the moon sky, looking at the bright moon in a melancholy daze.

Luo Zhaoyun didn't worry about her, so he didn't have a deep luck, the dagger was next to him, and he was always on guard against the female assassin, but fortunately, the other party didn't mean to move, let alone reveal the killing intention.

He didn't know what this female assassin was thinking, nor did he know her name, he was not interested in any of this, Luo Zhaoyun just wanted to get better from his injuries as soon as possible, recover his strength, and then leave the valley as soon as possible, so as not to be discovered by the killers who came to find his whereabouts later.

In the short term, he has no combat power, and once discovered, he is just dying.

The valley is quiet, the forest is dense, and the howls of wild beasts are sent out from time to time.

There was a wind in the canyon, blowing the branches and swaying, the leaves rustling softly, the bright moonlight reflected on Gu Qingshuang's body, the light and dark moon shadows highlighted her flawless and moving curves, her cheeks were originally very exquisite, but because of the blood stains on the corners of her mouth, her hair was messy, and there was dirt on her face, which looked a little embarrassed.

At this time, there was no more fierce murderous aura on her, but a little more melancholy.

Luo Zhaoyun glanced at it, thinking to himself, this female assassin, didn't she fall a little, her brain was a little bad, and she lost her memory and forgot who she was and what kind of occupation she had.

"If you want to kill me and avenge your dead guards, do it." Gu Qingshuang broke the silence and suddenly spoke.

Luo Zhaoyun's eyes were cold, the eighteen Yanyun riders and the Luma Gallop were all killed, saying that it was not sad that it was false, but killing this woman could not relieve the hatred, he wanted to know, which organization she came from, who set the trap, how to deceive the holy decree, these things, figure it out, and then wait for the strength to uproot this organization, this is to avenge the blood hatred of the eighteen iron guards and those elite soldiers of the escort team.

"If you can answer me a few questions, I won't kill you!"

Gu Qingshuang said: "My life and death are not important, even if you don't kill me, I may have to be buried in this deep valley, it's just the difference between a day earlier and a day later, besides, death is not terrible for me, it's just a relief." ā€

"How old are you, you just want to die like this, it sounds like death, but it's actually just escaping reality!" Luo Zhaoyun couldn't help but hum.

"If I don't die, many people will die because of me!"

"Why, conscience has found out, and you want the prodigal son to turn back?" Luo Zhaoyun's face was a little cold, and there was also an element of temptation.

"Say whatever you want."

Luo Zhaoyun asked, "Which organization are you from, the outer building of Dongting Lake?" ā€

"That's the headquarters, I don't live there." Qingshuang said, admitting her identity.

Luo Zhaoyun asked, "Why did you come to assassinate me this time?" ā€

Gu Qingshuang replied simply: "If someone pays for it, the organization will naturally complete the task." ā€

"There are a lot of people here this time, and the employer has paid a lot, right? More than a thousand taels of gold? Luo Zhaoyun asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I just follow the dispatch!"

"What's the matter with the Divine Decree? Is it a forgery, or have you placed someone around the Holy One who can make a blank decree and fill it in by drafting? ā€

"I don't know!"

Luo Zhaoyun asked a few questions in a row, and the girl replied that she didn't know, obviously it was impossible to reveal any secrets to him, an outsider.

Except for knowing that her name is Qingshuang, he didn't say anything else, and in the end, Luo Zhaoyun simply didn't ask, since he knew the hands of the downstairs outside the building, when he went back to mobilize the resources under his control, and gradually infiltrated the rivers and lakes, one day, he would eradicate this evil organization and make him pay a heavy price.

Who was going to kill him? Luo Zhaoyun had some speculation, it may be that the old forces who wanted to rebel against him, turn him into a royalist, and then prepare to get rid of him, and wait for a number of military pillars of the Great Sui to cut off part of the luck of the Great Sui.

In addition, there are also the Yuwen family, the Goguryeo royal family, etc., all of whom may pay a high price to hire killers to assassinate him.

This is definitely a huge amount of money from dispatching so many assassins and killers, and it is destined to have clues, so it should not be difficult to inquire.

In the second half of the night, Luo Zhaoyun stayed away from the female assassin Qingshuang, closed his eyes and rested, he wanted to recover his physical strength and internal strength, which could not be done in an hour.

Gu Qingshuang lay down for a while, and found that her injuries were not as serious as she thought, since she was not dead, after pondering, her thoughts of killing herself were also lightened, if she could not die, then find a place to hide, and live the rest of her life calmly, and she didn't have to go back to her life, outsiders couldn't find her, and they would definitely think she was dead.

She sat up and found that her leg bones were very painful, and she was also running the breathing method with her knees crossed, using a special breathing technique to adjust her body.

If Luo Zhaoyun is still guarding against this female assassin, then Gu Qingshuang doesn't have to guard against him, mainly because before she assassinated, she already knew who this young marshal was and what his character was, she knew very well, she knew that he was an upright person, if she didn't kill her if she didn't have the opportunity just now, then she didn't have to worry about what would happen to her now, but she was very relieved.

In the early morning, the sun shines into the valley floor, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, quiet and quiet.

Luo Zhaoyun opened his eyes and found that Qingshuang slept very soundly and deeply, and the girl was sleeping in a sleeping position, where did she look like a cold and bloodthirsty assassin?

Rustle!

At this moment, there was a slight crawling sound in the grass, which was very subtle, but for a martial artist like Luo Zhaoyun, his five senses were quite keen, and his hearing was outstanding, and he could immediately catch it, like the sound of a snake.

He looked over and found a green snake crawling out of the bushes, more than a meter long, with a straight front body, spitting snake letters, a black tumor on his forehead, a hideous face, sharp and cold-blooded eyes, obviously a poisonous snake.

The green snake had already approached Qingshuang's body, less than two meters away from her, eager to try.

Luo Zhaoyun frowned, his face was complicated, and he was also entangled in his heart, whether to help her, or to let her live or die?

"Whoosh!"

It was too late, but it was too fast, and the snake suddenly jumped up and wanted to bite the sleeping woman.