For this group of assassins, the room where the ghosts were placed was already very clear after being mentioned by the informant. They all know what kind of guards there are around and how many people they will meet.

"Boss, there are so many guards, it's going to take a while." A man licked his lips and smiled with a mouth full of big yellow teeth.

The "leader" who was questioned was the ghostly master, the commander of this event.

The boss assigned him the task this time, and he wanted a perfect result. Originally, there were a lot of killers who came with him, but he had to come alone, and when he came yesterday, he was defeated, and no one dared to say anything, and he felt uncomfortable in his own heart. That's why I came here again and decided to save face.

And hearing that question, the ghostly master just sneered, and the blade in his hand shone very brightly under the light: "If you take a closer look, how many of these guards have the breath of a human being?" ”

The yellow-toothed man was stunned and looked at the guards.

The man on the other side of the ghost sorrowful master was very tall and extremely thin, and smiled softly at the moment: "In my opinion, these are all ghost tricks. It can't hide from the eyes of our leaders. ”

Truly. Although at first glance, the number of guards inside and outside this courtyard is very large, and it can even be said that it is terrifying. But on closer inspection, many of the guards were motionless, and they didn't even seem to be breathing. Isn't that weird?

The ghostly master snorted: "It must be that little girl's ghost, as a princess of Qi, she really takes herself seriously, these things, does she think I can't see them?" If you make some mess, you think you can learn from other people's grass and trees, and you can't play the empty city? ”

Because of the informants, they have a very thorough understanding of the situation in the Qi Palace. Even this time, only a small number of the guards inside and outside the courtyard were actually real people, and the rest were just fishing in the murky waters of the night. They are also clear about such secrets.

This time the operation was not carefully planned, but because they knew it well, they were full of confidence.

Before leaving, the ghostly master made a package ticket to the top: "With me out of the horse, that kid can't run!" ”

Because it was night, the room was gloomy and there was no light. But there are so many guards around the perimeter, but there are not many guards who are actually moving, and the rest are just scarecrows that have been pierced into human shapes.

Soon, several of the guards who sensed the Assassin's approach quickly took precautions and walked towards this direction, each drawing his weapon.

"I can't do it!" The ghostly master smiled lightly, and immediately pounced, and the swordsmanship was extremely fast.

In just a moment, all the guards fell to the ground, and the yellow-toothed man walked up to a so-called "guard" hidden in the darkness, took a closer look, and smiled: "What a scarecrow!" I'll just say, where did so many guards come from in this Qi Palace, looking at one place. ”

The tall man also followed: "I said, how can our leader be fooled by these people." ”

The ghost master sneered, shook the long sword in his hand, and shook off all the blood and water on it.

"Let's go, go in and take that kid away!" The ghost master said as he strode towards the room, with an indifferent look on his face.

"It stands to reason," the yellow-toothed man came up, "isn't this little boy your apprentice, chief, why didn't he go with you yesterday?" If he follows you, who else can beat him now? He is good at kung fu, and it is basically taught by you. ”

The ghost sorrowful master snorted and said, "Over the years, he has used the name 'ghost sorrow', but he has killed many people. When did you see a rumor in the rivers and lakes that it was made by the descendants of my golden wrong knife? ”

The golden knife is extremely famous among the Khitans, but such a name is not because of what kind of knife he uses. He is familiar with almost all weapons, and his moves are vicious, and most of the time he kills with one hit. This is why Ghost Sorrow's father would send Ghost Sorrow to such a place to learn martial arts.

In the eyes of the ghost father, only this place can train his son to become the most powerful killer of the Khitan. But what happened later was something more than his father had expected.

Yellowfang asked curiously, "What does this mean?" The devil worries him...... Killing someone or something, did you use other moves? ”

"There was a war on all sides, and I was also affected, and I was locked up, so I didn't have time to care about him," Jin Cuodao raised his hand to push open the door and walked in with his legs raised, "He always wanted to escape, and that time was like that." He quickly fled while I was in trouble, and I never found him. As for his killer moves......"

Jin Cuodao sneered and said, "Too young." It was clear that the moves I taught him were the most deadly, and many people who could be killed with one or two moves, he had to use his own methods to kill people slowly. Wasn't it not so long ago? If he is caught by someone of his own clan, he has to rely on others to save him before he can leave. ”

He really didn't understand what the devil could be stubborn about.

If you can learn from him honestly, it won't take long to become a first-class killer, whether it is in this Great Wei or in Khitan, almost no one can beat him, and even one person can resist a million lions. But the devil saw sorrow but refused.

This is called Jin Wrong Knife, and he is angry.

"If you're looking for someone, what's so difficult?" The yellow-toothed man was surprised.

In his opinion, the Golden Wrong Knife is already like their immortal in the Khitan, and the Khitan people have always maintained extreme trust and respect for the Golden Wrong Knife. In the eyes of the yellow-toothed man, being able to be a disciple of the Golden Wrong Knife is a blessing for the devil to see sorrow, and if the Golden Wrong Knife wants to find someone, it is definitely a small matter that is as easy as a finger, and there is no such thing as saying that you can't find it.

"Don't you forget, who have I, a good apprentice, been doing things for all these years?" Jin Wrong Knife sneered.

"Yes...... The Qi King of their Great Wei? The yellow-toothed man asked tentatively.

Jin Cuodao didn't speak, just walked to the bed, looked at the figure wrapped in the quilt on the bed, and said loudly: "My good apprentice, is it really because of the injury?" You can't even notice when I walk in? ”

After saying that, the yellow-toothed man chuckled lowly and reached over to tear the quilt open.

Jin Cuo suddenly grabbed his arm and took him back a step back: "Be careful!" ”

"Boss, is there really a fraud?" The tall man looked at Jin Wrong Knife with some concern.

"What's the deception there? Isn't it just one person? The yellow-toothed man said disdainfully, but because of the respect he had for the Golden Wrong Knife in his heart, he still honestly followed him back.

Jin Cuodao stared at the figure on the bed for a moment, and shook his head: "No, the situation is not right. ”

"Boss, what's wrong? Say, "If there is an ambush, we will not be afraid." The yellow-fanged man glanced around viciously.

"Golden Partridge." Jin Tso shouted, and the long sword was sheathed, and he used his scabbard to push the figure on the top bed.

The golden partridge is the name given to the ghost by the golden wrong knife. This name is very disliked by Ghost Sorrow, thinking that it has nothing to do with him and does not fit his life. But Jin Cuodao likes it very much, in his opinion, such a name happens to be the same surname as him, and it is also the word card of many poems he likes.

At that moment, the figure on the bed that he had pushed up like this moved and sat up. Jin Cuodao looked over and unexpectedly found that the person on the bed was not wrong.

But the ghost just sat there, staring at him motionless, not speaking, just sitting like that.

Jin Cuo Dao was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and slowly let go of the yellow-toothed man's arm. He still intuitively felt that it was not so right, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he just looked at the ghost like this.

"Chief, this is not ...... That's him! The yellow-toothed man smiled, took a step, and walked towards the ghost. Walking to the bed, he reached out and was about to go over to hold the ghost, but in the next second, a sharp immortal flashed from the shadows, and before the yellow-toothed man could react, a wound was cut on his arm.

The wound soon gushed blood, falling on the carpet in large drops, smearing.

And Yellow Fang stumbled back a few steps, pressed one hand on his arm, gasped slightly, and looked at the darkness: "Who is it?" If you have the courage to sneak attack, why don't you have the courage to stand up? ”

But there was no response from that dark place.

The yellow-toothed man looked surprised and looked at the golden knife beside him. And Jin Cuodao frowned tightly, calmed his voice, and said: "What is the sacredness, please come out for a while!" ”

But there was still no response from the darkness, as if there was no one there.

The tall man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said nervously, "Head, head...... What's going on? I...... I also feel like there's no one there......"

Jin Cuodao didn't speak, let go of his courage and walked towards the ghost who was sitting on the bed over there.

The tall man trembled and shouted to him, "Chief, ......"

Jin Cuo Dao waved his hand, signaling him not to talk too much. His steps were very steady, to make sure there were no other mechanisms on the ground.

When he got closer, he was shocked to find that although this person was a ghost, he did not look like a ghost. It's just dim, and it's a little far away, so you can't see it. Now that he got closer, he realized that it wasn't a ghost at all, or even ......

None of the people in this bed are real people!