The people in the Prosecutor's Office seemed to have great confidence in this fellow admiral, and no one on either side of the strait stepped forward to help. The assassins were surrounded in front and back, and there was no reason to escape, and when it came to such a desperate situation, it was better to go out and fight, in case they caught the monsoon, there was still a glimmer of life.

Monsoon always had a grim smile on his face, and he usually looked no different from the old man who set up a big bowl of tea on the street. Occasionally, the official authority is displayed, and it quickly disappears. There are too many eccentrics who are obsessed with potions and weapons, but the always amiable Monsoon is very much loved by the people of the Prosecutor's Office.

Being loved does not mean that this person is weak and can be bullied, and the angry monsoon is like a tiger that chooses to devour people, and his person is completely integrated with the terrifying carriage, which can be attacked and defended, and there is nothing to be done.

A sharp blade spun rapidly, tearing through the air with a 'snort' sound and slamming towards a diminutive assassin. He didn't have time to dodge, and struggled to raise the long knife in his hand to block. With a thud, half of the long knife was broken and landed on the ship's board. The Assassin's face changed, and the long knife in his hand was his favorite weapon, all made of steel. I don't know what kind of mechanism the monsoon's blade used to launch it, and the strength is actually comparable to the full force of the innate master, cutting off the long knife.

The Assassin simply dropped the half-truncated knife, took out a short dagger from his bosom, and spread his body, rising and falling a few times, avoiding the attacking hidden weapon, and letting it fall in the back of the carriage. A trace of cruel hatred flashed on his face, behind the black car wall, was where the monsoon was, with his skill, breaking through the wall and slaying the monsoon under the knife, it was not a difficult task.

The power of the whole body was gathered on the arm, and the short dagger was unexpectedly windless, and the dagger infused with powerful true power seemed to be flashing with a dazzling light.

The strong aura almost pierced the board, and the timid cavalry had already exclaimed, and many officers and soldiers took out their bows and arrows, if the monsoon had any three long and two short, it could not be that the assassin would be shot into a hedgehog with random arrows.

Suddenly, a wooden plank opened on the wall of the car, less than a foot square, and before the Assassin could see what was there, three streams of black liquid erupted, spraying all over his face...... What's even more frightening is that where the black liquid flows, the flesh begins to rot, revealing the white bones......

The Assassin screamed, dropped his dagger, covered his face with his hands, and plunged headlong into the water, as if trying to wash away the deadly liquid with the river. Ji Feng sat in the car and just glanced at him indifferently, and said lightly: "If you touch the water, you will die faster." ”

Qin Fei held the short sword in his hand and looked at the situation in the field with cold eyes. Monsoon undoubtedly had taken control of the whole scene, and all the assassins in front of and behind the pontoon bridge were under his shroud, and endless weapons and creepy venom and poisonous fog continued to harvest the lives of the assassins. The black carriage can be labeled with a pair of words: Don't approach the living!

There was also the last assassin on the pontoon, pale and blind, looking at the carriage and the smiling monsoon in it. Those horrible corpses have already broken the last line of defense in his heart, as long as he can survive, he can do whatever he is asked to do now!

I don't know when, Qin Fei had already walked behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "It's better to die than to live." Let's open it! ”

The assassin softly put down the weapon in his hand and was obediently detained by Qin Fei. Qin Fei shouted sharply: "Continue to build the bridge, let's go back the same way!" ”

Princess Muyang did not leave Gwangju. Qin Fei's disguise tactics had already had a surprising effect, and with no princess to protect, Monsoon showed his might on the pontoon, a place where it was difficult for the enemy to continue to attack, slaughtering more than a dozen assassins and capturing one alive. Jin Shiji, who has always been underestimated, has since become famous!

Compared with the invisible demeanor of those masters, the bone-eroding poison and the unstoppable equipment give people a more terrifying feeling. died in the hands of Qin Fei, the big deal was to be stabbed in the heart and cut off his head; But he died in the hands of Monsoon, and he didn't know how he died, and it was delusional to have a corpse......

After the battle, the Assassins suddenly discovered that Admiral Jinshi Tongzhi, who had long been regarded as incompetent in their eyes, turned out to be such a powerful person. And what made the assassins fall into passivity was that Qin Fei's trick made it even more difficult for the assassins to judge - the next time you saw the princess's carriage, can you be sure that it was the princess, not a barrel of gunpowder containing more than a hundred catties of iron nails?

None of the six divisions of the Prosecutor's Office are soft persimmons, even if the Jinshi Division is extremely low-key, if he doesn't make a move, he will harvest the lives of more than ten congenital masters...... Monsoon's name, in the minds of the Assassins, was similar to that of the Grim Reaper. How many more people dare to provoke Monsoon?

"Princess Wuyang, we can go on the road this time!" Qin Fei Si stood in front of Princess Wuyang and Yan Qing, and said flatly: "The assassins have been cheated once, and they have been caught alive. For a while, no one will dare to touch your mind. ”

"You're a man...... It's so cunning! Princess Wuyang sighed faintly: "Changed the princess's itinerary without authorization, and used Wuyang's carriage as bait to kill people." The imperial historians of the Chu State don't know if they eat dry rice, if there is a person who admits death to impeach you, you won't be able to eat and go around. ”

Ji Feng was crossing Erlang's legs, sitting on the side and trimming his nails with scissors, and said with a smile: "Princess Wuyang may have forgotten that Qin Fei's future father-in-law is one of the three princes of the imperial court. The imperial history of the Manchu Dynasty all followed the Tang Dynasty to eat together, and no one would have a hard time with their own rice bowl to impeach Qin Fei. ”

Although Qin Fei proposed to withdraw from the marriage, it was inconvenient to mention these private matters in front of the princess after all, so he just smiled faintly and did not explain.

Princess Wuyang looked at Qin Fei curiously, what women hated most was not men, but women who were more beautiful than her. Tang Daier is known as the first beauty in Jiangbei, but many people who have been to Jiangbei will even secretly say that Tang Daier can be regarded as the first beauty in the world.

A woman can not know how many provinces a country has, and she can not know what a tael of silver can do. But every woman knows the names of the most famous and beautiful women.

Of course, Wuyang knows Tang Dai'er, she is conceited and beautiful, and often feels self-pitying, but she feels that Jiangnan's aura is all in herself. This kind of narcissistic behavior, which every beauty has, is not a strange thing.

If Wuyang wants to admit that Tang Daier is more beautiful than her, even if the knife is on her neck, she will never recognize it. However, she understands very well that because of her beauty, the range of choices for beautiful women is naturally much larger. up to the princes and nobles, down to the civil and military officials. The children of each family will almost always pursue those celebrities. How did Tang Daier look down on the poor boy opposite?

"I think Qin Fei's arrangement this time is good. As the saying goes, one generation is stronger than the next. I decided to leave the decision of this line to Qin Fei. Monsoon said lazily: "Let my old man plan one thing as a whole, it's better to kill me." Qin Fei arranged it to tell me, and I will carry it out. ”

"No way!" Yan Qing, who had never spoken, couldn't help but say, "Ji Tongzhi, although Qin Fei performed very well this time. However, he was very young and had only been in the Prosecutor's Office for a short time. rashly handed over such a big task of escorting the princess to Qin Fei for coordination. Such a risk, we Wu will never agree! ”

Qin Fei rubbed his nose with a smile, walked to Yan Qing's side, and said lightly: "Some things are not calculated by length. It's about whether you have the ability! ”

Qin Fei didn't feel anything when he said this, but looking at Zhou Liyuan and Ji Feng who were standing on the side, Qin Fei suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and when he wanted to remedy it, he felt that he would want to cover it up.

Yan Qing's thoughts were obviously similar to those of Ji Feng, but Qin Fei deliberately made a mockery, so he said coldly: "If you come to command, many people will not obey you." If you can't be united, how can you safely send the princess to the Eastern Capital? ”

"The people in the Prosecutor's Office will definitely obey, but you are the only one who disobeys me." Qin Fei did not back down: "That's okay, I'll ask you a question, if you answer it, I'll listen to you in the future." But if you can't answer, you will be honest and listen to me. ”

"Do you dare?" Qin Fei narrowed his eyes with a provocative look.

"What am I afraid of?" Yanqing is conceited, smart and clever, as long as there is an answer to the question, he has never been afraid.

Qin Fei coughed and said loudly, "There is a tree that is seven feet long. A snail climbs up, three feet during the day and two feet down at night. Ask you, when will the snail be able to climb to the top of the tree? ”

Yan Qing couldn't help but laugh, and Zhou Liyuan and Ji Feng, who were standing behind Qin Fei, were embarrassed and speechless. They thought that Qin Fei was going to ask some tricky and strange questions, but they didn't expect to ask a question that a child could answer. How can this be embarrassing?

"Are you sure you don't want to change the question?" Yan Qing ate and laughed, in order to take care of her manners, she had tried her best to endure it without being rude.

"Uh...... No change! Qin Fei scratched his head: "I think this question is quite difficult." ”

"That's because you're stupid......" Even Princess Wuyang couldn't help but say: "This kind of topic can only be done for three-year-old children!" ”

Yan Qing restrained her smile and said seriously: "Seven days!" ”

"Seven days, really?" Qin Fei said with a serious face: "Congratulations, you answered wrong." Listen to me in the future! ”

Yan Qing looked incredulous, and almost rushed to Qin Fei: "You...... You're just talking nonsense, not seven days but a few days? Are you trying to lie to me? ”

"If you don't believe it, please find a piece of paper and draw it yourself......" Qin Fei sighed: "It's only five days......"