Standing in front of Shi Guo'er, he gently lifted Shi Guo'er with his foot, and Du Rui's face did not see joy and sorrow.

Nie Yuan stood up, his hand left Shi Guo'er's neck, before leaving, he was really angry, broke Shi Guo'er's neck, and made a soft clicking sound, in this world, there are many means of fake death, if you don't add one more procedure, Nie Yuan will not rest assured.

"Paraquat!"

He looked up and whispered to Du Rui.

Shi Guo'er took a poison called paraquat, this poison is extremely domineering, not only to see the blood to seal the throat, as long as a little touch of human body fluids will spread in the body, just a breath time, can also poison the whole body, it is said, sprinkled on the ground, it will not take long, the surrounding grass and trees will wither, the end is powerful.

This poisonous juice is wrapped in a small medicine bag, which is contained in a denture and placed in the mouth, when there is no way to escape, you only need to bite the denture and the medicine bag, the poison juice flows out, and the gods are difficult to save. In the parting hall, every assassin and killer is such a standard, Shi Guoer and others have received such brainwashing training since childhood, in their minds, death is not a difficult thing, in this world, there are many things that are far more painful than death.

Paraquat is an overbearing poison, but it is not uncommon.

Many sects known for their poisons have recipes for paraquat, such as the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, the Five Poisons Sect, the Scorpion Sect, etc., and there are many vendors selling paraquat in the rivers and lakes and in the underground world.

So, it's not a clue.

Du Rui has the ability to never forget, and his spiritual power is incomparably strong, his divine sense is not even worse than those grandmaster-level martial artists, but in terms of the use of divine consciousness, he is still a child, and his weak body can't bear a large amount of divine consciousness at all, not to mention, the reason why those grandmaster-level martial artists can freely use divine consciousness is that its foundation is still based on the huge and incomparably large true qi.

Without the support of a large amount of True Qi, even if he has a huge amount of divine consciousness, it is just a castle in the air.

Shi Guo'er's disguise is indeed very strong, no matter what kind of person he is dressed up into, he is vivid, and his ability to change the face of the Farewell Hall is not bad, and his disguise technique is not worse than the four major makeup techniques in Du Rui's previous life, and if he is an ordinary person, even a first-class martial artist like Nie Yuan, he can't see through his dress. Sadly, he was met by Du Rui, a freak who could still recognize his target by the sound of his footsteps many years later.

Although Huang Liang's surveillance team is skillful, it has not escaped Du Rui's eyes.

After the incident of the Black Jiao Gang, many people who monitored Du Rui retreated, only the Huang Liang group in the Farewell Hall was still with Du Rui.

However, Yue Chong had now come to him.

In addition, the autumn hunt is coming, before that, he has to make some preparations, do some strange things, and don't want these secrets to leak out, plus when he was assassinated, Huang Liang, who was with him, happened to disappear. Shortly after the assassination failed, the guys reappeared, and the corpse on the ground infiltrated Momoyama disguised as a craftsman.

Most of the assassinations at the time were related to these guys.

Du Rui wants to catch a live mouth and torture the mastermind behind it.

But I don't want to, this guy is so resolute, once he realizes that it is difficult to escape, he decisively commits suicide.

A guard stepped forward and dragged Shi Guo'er's body away, and next, someone would strip Shi Guo'er naked and search his whole body, trying to find some clues, although there was probably no hope, the procedure was carried out after all.

"Let's go......"

Du Rui stepped out into the field.

Because Shi Guoer appeared around his convoy many times, each time his identity was different, and his outfit was different, and after that, he pretended to be a craftsman and entered Taoshan, and he was caught by Du Rui. Now, those craftsmen waiting outside the courtyard may have other forces assassinating them, but Du Rui can't be unpredictable, anyway, these guys will be sent out, just let it go.

Outside, there's a big fish.

Huang Liang was drinking tea, sweat streaming down his forehead.

The sun fell under the tea shed, and the ground seemed to be filled with a layer of invisible smoke, and the weather was so hot that he felt irritable, not the irritability of the performance, but the real irritability in his heart, and even uneasiness, as if something bad had happened.

At the gate of Momoyama, craftsmen come out with smiles on their faces from time to time.

In this, there is no figure of Shi Guo'er.

There is a big banyan tree next to the tea house, the crown is like a big umbrella, casting a huge shadow on the ground, some villagers who are reluctant to pay for the tea rest in the shade of the tree, on the tree, know tirelessly screaming, a sound into the ear, so that Huang Liang is very impatient.

He wanted to rush forward and kill all those who knew it.

Cicada?

You ants, you know the!

"Click......"

With a soft sound, the tea bowl in Huang Liang's hand broke inch by inch, and the tea flowed out and poured on the table.

Gaffe!

I was restless in my heart, and I was unconsciously angry, and the tea bowl in my hand was shattered.

Huang Liang raised his head and looked at everyone, the tea guests in the tea house were staring at his hand blankly, he had a simple smile on his face, the fat on his face trembled slightly, and he greeted the owner of the tea house.

"Boss, the money for the tea bowl will be counted in the tea money for a while......"

The boss stepped forward with a tablecloth in his hand, and said with a smile as he walked.

"Out of the way!"

However, the next moment, the boss stumbled, his body was unstable, and he fell to the side.

In the tea house, suddenly there was a whirlwind, the whirlwind blew, the dishes on the table shook one after another, or rolled down the table top, making a clattering sound, the people sitting on the bench staggered, some could not stabilize their figures, slipped off the bench, sat on the ground, the pergola of the tea house trembled in the wind, crumbling.

It took a while for the wind to dissipate.

Everything is as usual in the tea house, but there is one person missing, it is Huang Liang.

Hit the ghost?

Seeing the bright sunshine outside the tea house, the immovable branches, inside the tea house, everyone had palpitations, the tea boss saw that Huang Liang was gone, but he did not complain that he had not received the tea money, he muttered in his mouth, his face was frightened.

Then, he put his hands together and recited the words in the direction of the Xuanzhen Temple.

"Daozun bless!"

In the tea house, the tea customers are all like this.

Not far away, at the Taoshan Gate more than ten zhang away, Du Rui and Nie Yuan stood at the door, looking at the direction of the tea house.

"Your Highness, this guy saw the opportunity too quickly, so he escaped, do you want to chase after him?"

Nie Yuan bowed and said.

"No, you don't."

Du Rui shook his head.

Huang Liang was like a vicious wind in the mountains and wastelands, at this time, knowing that he had exposed his identity, he ignored the shocking world, and only blindly rushed forward, wanting to stay away from Peach Mountain.

He has a bloated figure and often gives the impression of being very clumsy.

In fact, contrary to this impression, he is actually very good at soft kung fu, and he is a very flexible fat man, and now, under the stimulation of the true qi in the dantian qi sea, the meridians of the whole body are connected, like a wisp of wind, running forward with his life. This magic comes from the Divine Walking Gate, which is called a hundred steps to drive sheep, and in fact, this speed is much faster than the speed of a running antelope.

When Du Rui and Nie Yuan appeared at the gate, Huang Liang immediately felt that something was wrong.

He didn't hesitate at all, his true anger suddenly exploded, and he ran away.

Sometimes, you have to make a quick decision.

However, even if he was far away from Momoyama, he ran all the way along the escape route he had chosen in advance, running for more than ten miles, and during the run, he did not forget to observe the back, and did not find any pursuers, Huang Liang still did not stop the exercises, the true qi was still running, and he was still rushing forward like a wind, and the sense of crisis in his heart had not been reduced.

Turning a hillside, there is a mighty Weishui in front of you.

In the reeds by the river, Huang Liang arranged a light boat in advance, just get on the light boat, untie the cable, you can drive the light boat across the Weishui, so that the sky is wide and free.

He stopped.

A gray-clothed man with a sword appeared to his left, silently, without the slightest warning, as if he was already standing there waiting for him, however, Huang Liang knew that this person appeared suddenly, overtook behind him, and appeared in front, not just here. Such a speed was simply appalling, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Your Excellency......"

Huang Liang squeezed out a smile on his face and bowed his hand.

"Go back!"

The man interrupted him and said nothing.

"Hehehe......"

Huang Liang smiled, with a fierce look in his eyes.

On his forehead, face, and the sweat on his body seemed to be evaporated by the high temperature, and disappeared in an instant, he untied the bag behind him, took out a pair of Emei thorns from the bag, and then threw the bag away.

Anyway, he is also a first-class martial artist who has opened up the Great Zhou Tian, and the reason why he fled instead of fighting is nothing more than professional habits, and the dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, not to mention that he is human, and in a desperate situation, he can only fight hard.

"Yikes!"

With a roar, Huang Liang turned into a ball of lightning.

The figure flashed in the air a few times, and it appeared in front of the gray-clothed man, and the two Emei thorns turned into two cold lights, forming a cross, and crossed towards the gray-clothed man's neck.

"Yikes!"

There was another strange scream, and Huang Liang's figure retreated like a whirlwind.

A long sword suddenly appeared in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed at his throat, his emei thorn did not cross the neck of the man in gray, his throat was about to be pierced by that person, and he had to retreat.

Subsequently, Huang Liang turned into a whirlwind, and he couldn't see his figure clearly at all, the whirlwind that revolved around the gray-clothed man suddenly approached, suddenly moved away, and the strange screams kept ringing out, at first he was full of energy, but later, he had no confidence at all, and even had depression.

No matter how much he attacked, he couldn't get close to the gray-clothed man.

It's like a big mountain in front of you, powerless to move it away.

This gray-clothed man is none other than Yue Chong.

The chess game is one move, and the hands and feet are tied.

Although Huang Liang is a martial artist who has opened up the Great Zhou Tian, Yue Chong is a quasi-congenital master who penetrates the acupoints around his body, and he is a disciple of the Huashan Sword Sect with extremely strong combat effectiveness.