In Zhuozhou City, Jinglin received a flying pigeon at night. There is only one sentence on it: the plan is successful, it can be moved.

After reading it, Jing Lin burned the note, "Come on, let General Qian come to see me." "The subordinates immediately went to call General Qian.

Qian Xun entered Jinglin's room, "I've seen the regent, what do you command?" ”

"In the early morning of tomorrow, the whole army will pull out the camp and head towards Linhuai City."

"Subordinates obey." Qian Xun went down and instructed the generals.

Jing Lin opened the map and continued to study the map, this time he wanted to take Linhuai City in one fell swoop, and at the same time it was best to capture Prince Zhou alive. Yan Hua's side has successfully completed the plan, and the time has come.

Hanyue and Yan Hua are masked, and behind them are Qing's spies in Nanping. For so many years, they have gone away from home, incognito, for the country, for the faith, and for this moment. Nanping, which was originally celebrated, the Zhou royal family, should have been destroyed a long time ago.

Tonight, they will intercept those who deliver letters to Prince Zhou, and not a single one can be released. There were two gates in Pingcheng, and due to the death of the first emperor and the registration of the new emperor, another gate was closed, leaving only one gate.

Cold Moon: They hide in the jungle on the way they must go. Han Yue arrived, "In addition to you and me, will there be anyone else who will send a letter to Prince Zhou?" ”

"No, after all, this is Prince Zhou's subordinate, not ours." Yan Hua is not allowed either, and now they can only stop them from knowing first.

"Do you have any other plans?"

"Of course. Prime Minister, but I have already had other ideas, so let's find an opportunity to test it. ”

In the night, Han Yue suddenly smiled, and Yan Hua happened to see it, it was so beautiful. Han Yue doesn't smile often, she always looks cold, like a cold beauty, and now this smile, just like the pear blossoms of that tree, suddenly all bloomed, and the beauty was amazing.

"What are you looking at?" Han Yue felt that Yan Hua's eyes were a little wrong, and he was becoming more and more perverted.

"No," Yan Hua immediately denied, "Ah......hh

"Ahh

"Eun, what am you laughing at?" Yan Hua made up an excuse.

"I'm thinking, you have so many eyes." Han Yuewan looked at the main road, "Someone is coming." The cold moon flew out in an instant, and a sword came out, and the cold light flashed, cutting the throat accurately. Yan Hua lifted the corpse on the ground and flew into the woods, handed the corpse to his subordinates, and the two of them lurked again.

Yan Hua asked Han Yue, "Your martial arts are very high, and your identity is not ordinary." ”

"Normally, I'm just counting two and three." At first, Han Yue felt that she was the leader of the Dark Guard, the person with the highest martial arts, but later she met the people of the Wind Pavilion and saw the masters of the Blood Demon Sect, she knew that there were outside, and she probably couldn't rank first.

Yan Hua snorted, not a modest guy at all. Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, Yan Hua flew out and stabbed Na Rao in the chest with a sword. Cold Moon pulled the neighing horse into the woods and handed it over to the people below.

"Yan Hua, stabbing in the chest may not kill people, if it is a little off, or if you encounter someone with a special position in the heart, it will be miserable." Hanyue doesn't like to stab her chest and kill people, she likes to cut her throat. In the case of absolute suppression of strength, this is her first choice.

Yan draws black lines, this person is quite in charge. "Cutting the throat requires precise swordsmanship, especially when the sword is drawn from a distance, which is not something that ordinary people can do." In hand-to-hand combat, it's easy to do that with a short sharp weapon, but it's a bit difficult to do that at such a long distance, or with a long sword.

"Oh, you're not strong enough." Han Yue thought that Yan Hua was a master among masters.

Yan Hua felt that the cold moon could always make him angry, and he was so easy to get angry? Forget it, ignore her.

The two men stayed with them all night, and when the color was dark, they retreated. Back at the teahouse, Hanyue was a little worried. "Someone will definitely leave the city, how can we stop it?"

"Here, we don't have the right to seal the city gates, no way." Yan painted on his face, and finally seemed to be a different person.

"You've got a plan, where are we going?"

"Go and kill the Prime Minister." Yan Hua retied his black hair, and his face was unremarkable. Yan Hua made two sets of coarse cloth clothes, "Let's change them and prepare to intercept and kill people, remember when the time comes, if you can't kill them, save your life first." ”

Hanyue arrived with his clothes, "It must be killed." Then he turned and walked out of the tea house.

After the two changed their clothes, they both became ordinary people. Yan Hua took Hanyue all the way to the road that the prime minister Darao must pass to ambush.

Pingcheng is not as big as the capital, and its imperial palace is not far from the Darao Mansion. Every day, the Prime Minister walks out of the palace and goes back to the Prime Minister's Mansion on one street, which is Taiping Street outside the Imperial City. Yan Hua has already inquired clearly, the prime minister has been handling affairs in the DPRK and China recently, and he will come back relatively late.

I don't know the specific time Yan Hua, I can only wait with Hanyue to die, if the prime minister changes his habits today, or he doesn't leave the palace, they will wait in vain. Yan Hua and Han Yue first ate at the tavern, then went to the nearby stalls, and finally found a corner and sat on the ground to bask in the sun until the sun had set.

Hanyue yawned, "I'm going to squint for a while, you look at the wind." ”

"Okay."

When the cold moon woke up, it was already full of stars. Hanyue opened her eyes and saw that there was a bowl in front of the two people. "It's your turn to sleep."

Yan Huaen sighed and closed his eyes.

There was the sound of horses' hooves and many footsteps in the distance, Yan Hua woke up suddenly, and the two of them looked at each other.

The carriage is indeed the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Han Yue was about to do it but was held down by Yan Hua, at night, the two of them have been staying here, it is already very suspicious, and I don't know who it is in this carriage. For the sake of safety, Yan Hua thought about finding another opportunity.

As the carriage passed by them, suddenly a sleeve arrow came straight towards the center of Cold Moon's eyebrows. Hanyue swiped out his sword, and the Hidden Arrow fell to the ground with a thud. Hula in the distance, there were many orderly footsteps, it was the army. Yan Hua picked up the cold moon and ran.

The guards next to the carriage immediately went after him, and at this moment one of them lifted the curtain and showed his face. It was a middle-aged man with a beard, with a resolute and fierce face.

Han Yue glanced back and asked, "Is this person the prime minister?" ”

Yan Hua looked back, it was indeed the prime minister, "It's him." ”

Hanyue turned around and ran back. The sword was swung continuously, and the sound of wailing was heard around him. Yan Hua cursed and went back to help Hanyue, this guy is really dead.

They fought on the wall, countless arrows aimed at the two of them below. Cold Moon turned into ten thousand swords with one sword, jumped off the wall and stabbed at the people in the carriage. Boom, ten thousand arrows were fired, and at the same time, the cold moon and ten thousand swords came out and slashed towards the carriage. With a bang, the carriage was torn apart, and the prime minister flew out.