Chapter 47: The Moon Is Dark, the Wind Is High, and the Night of Murder (3)

Pastures on the outskirts of the city, next to firewood and straw stacks. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

"Marven is hiding?"

"Let him go."

"Stand back."

In the dark, Mo Fei pressed a woodcutter against Beidang's throat and slowly retreated. There were corpses lying on the ground, knives, soaked in blood, and it was weird and chilling. This coldness, along with the strong smell of blood in the air, swept towards the people around him, suffocating.

The Golden Guard watched as the shadow gradually receded and disappeared into the night. I have mixed feelings in my heart. He remembered the first time he met Mo Fei, at that time he looked weak, polite, a master, and a typical scholar. Originally...... I thought that this errand would be easy, but I didn't expect the other party to be unexpectedly ruthless and resolute, without a trace of hesitation.

Hunting geese all day long and being pecked by geese......

……

"You...... You can't kill me, my father is Jingxian Cheng. ”

"Jin Guard is the second prince's person?"

"If you kill me, my father won't let you go."

"Click" Mo Fei slashed at his thigh with a woodcutter, and said in a deep voice: "The Jin Guard is the second prince's person?" ”

"Yes." Beidang covered his legs, snot and tears pouring down.

"The people who were guarding on the way back were also the people of the Second Prince?"

"Yes."

In the dark, Yaya has gone nowhere. Mo Fei looked at the people on the ground silently, as if thinking about something, and after a while, he carried a woodcutter. "Second prince - what a ****** neurosis!"

"Huh-" Blood spurted from the neck of the man sitting on the dead grass, and his whole body trembled a few times, and he never got up again.

The night breeze was very cool, with a hint of coldness, and the sleeve robe that blew was hunting. Under the long-term mental concentration and high-intensity movements, his thoughts have begun to appear briefly chaotic, but there is still a seven-vein martial artist, and he can't fall down or rest. As long as Yaya finds Ma Wenfei, as long as he solves the Jin guard, he will have a way to return to Chang'an, and he will be able to find a way to solve the second prince.

After the stack of firewood and straw, he crushed the remaining blades of grass again and applied them to the wound that was already red and swollen, and the pain of bone erosion swept in. Then he stood up, dragged the corpse from the ground, and held it up with a stick. When he was done, he screamed, and then quickly walked away clutching his aching chest.

Soon after the sound disappeared, the golden guard ran over with a barrier knife and saw a dark figure standing in the distance. He said in a deep voice, "I admit that I underestimated you,...... But you have no way back. This is the outskirts of the city, and you can't go back to Chang'an. Let him go, ......, I'll leave you with all the corpses......"

The Golden Guard said as he approached the shadow, and after a long time, he stopped and frowned. Then he quickly ran forward and watched the dead body in front of him kick over.

"Ahh

Oops! The plan to divert the tiger from the mountain......

……

"Do you guess that if I kill you, will the second prince avenge you?"

Ma Wenfei heard Mo Fei behind him say this, glanced at the girl who was shrouded in darkness in horror, trembled the two arms that had become flesh, and screamed: "Don't kill meβ€”β€”, don't kill ......." ”

Before the words of begging for mercy were finished, a silver needle had already pierced his dumb door in his fingers.

At this time, behind the pile of firewood and grass in front, the golden guard ran over with a barrier knife, vigilant against the woman in the darkness on the left, and silently looked at the black shadow opposite. The black shadow in front of him moved slightly, and the golden guard put his mind at ease, pinched the barrier knife in his hand with his backhand, and said coldly while approaching the black shadow step by step: "He is your last hostage." ”

"Yes."

"You don't dare to kill him."

"Huh."

"I'm a seven-vein martial artist, you can't run away, and that woman can't run away, let him go. I'll give you a whole corpse. ”

"You can come and try it."

"There are some people you shouldn't mess with, and you can't afford to mess with them."

The black shadow didn't speak again, and the woodcutter hooked Ma Wenfei's throat with his backhand. He stepped back slightly. Knowing that he didn't dare to move Ma Wenfei, the Jin guard gradually increased his speed step by step, getting closer...... It's closer...... Only one step away, the golden guard barrier knife stabbed out, bypassed Ma Wenfei's head, and stabbed at the person behind him with a "click".

A stream of blood burst out of the face of the black shadow behind Ma Wenfei, and he fell straight back.

"Hah......, waste." The Golden Guard sneered.

At that moment, as the dark shadow fell, the sharp sound of the bowstring rubbing against the metal was heard. The woodcutter did not fall to the ground, but as if it was being pulled by something, it cut backwards until it cut Ma Wenfei's neck.

Shadows are corpses.

At this moment, the Jin guard knew that he had been fooled.

"Ahhh......hh

The golden guard roared, his whole body was released, and the obstacle knife slashed towards Yaya. In the dark, Yaya turned over and stepped forward, the big black iron rod danced "whirring" and the knife and stick collided with each other.

"Wow ......"

Yaya was slashed on the shoulder blade by the knife, cutting a wound, and the whole person fell quickly on the firewood and straw stack. Behind the Jin guard, where Ma Wenfei was lying just now, a black shadow suddenly got up from the ground, without warning, his wrist flipped, and the silver needle flew out. As if he had expected this outcome, the cheekbones of his cheeks moved, and with a wave of his sword, all the silver needles fell to the ground. With his feet on the ground, his whole body stepped forward in the air, and the obstacle knife slashed towards the black shadow.

Seeing the golden guard bully forward, the black shadow didn't dare to be careless, and rolled into the firewood and straw stack next to him. Seeing this, the golden guard turned around in the air and jumped into the stack of firewood and straw.

"Whew-"

As soon as the golden guard entered the firewood and haystack, the soles of his feet were pierced with silver needles, and his feet hurt and his knees bent.

"Bang-"

There was the sound of porcelain breaking, followed by the rich smell of bad wine, and suddenly, the "crackling" firewood and grass stacks burned. These stacks of firewood and straw have been stored for a long time, which is already flammable, and with the help of spirits, the flame is unstoppable and completely ignited in an instant.

Outside the stack of firewood and straw, Mo Fei propped his hands on his knees and gasped for heavy breath, and Yaya was sitting on the ground because of repeated injuries.

"Ahh

In the midst of the burning stack of wood and grass, a burning man leaped out, his whole body emitting the smell of burnt meat. But he didn't care, he took a quick step back, and the barrier knife cut through his thigh. In his hands, the pain and weakness made him unable to support his body. The girl gritted her teeth with hatred, and almost desperately endured the pain to get up from the ground, and smashed an iron rod at the burning man.

Bang –

With a stick down, the burning man fell to the ground. Yaya didn't stop, her eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, and the iron rod fell vertically, smashing all the doors of the golden guards, the move was fatal, and the stick was ruthless.

Until he was exhausted, his whole body fell to the ground with a limp.

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The night wind howled by.

Like a sharp knife.

On the outskirts of Chang'an City, the flag in the center of the grassland rarely did not "whirring". Because on the flagpole standing high, twenty-one corpses are hanging, and it is terrible to see. And this method of hanging corpses is a unique custom from the Western Wilderness, which means that the real killing is about to begin.

"There are some people you shouldn't mess with, and you can't afford to mess with them."

Mo Fei looked at the corpses from afar, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and then looked at the interconnected stacks of firewood and grass, shook off the fire fold in his hand, and walked side by side with the maid into the night. In the hundreds of acres of grassland behind him, the fire and grass burned homeopathically, and with the help of the wind, the firewood and grass stacks burned, the fire soared into the sky, and the entire night sky was filled with gray smoke.

Not long after Mo Fei and Yaya left, outside the grassland, the drunken rough man felt the scorching temperature and got up in a daze. Looking at the burning grassland in front of him, and the twenty-one corpses hanging in the firelight, he instantly woke up and fell to the ground in fright. Crying, "But the...... But the board, what's going on? ”

shouted twice, got up from the ground in great horror, and hurriedly ran towards Chang'an City.