After entering the national capital, Qiao Bingbing had already planned and stayed in a relatively large inn. Staying in a big inn is not because of her noble status as the eldest lady, but because of the consideration of safety.

The large inn has a lot of people coming in and out, and it will not be too eye-catching. In addition, the big inn has private communication with the government, and for the sake of the inn's business, the investigation will also be loosened.

After following Wu Cheng for two days, his schedule changed a lot. After all, in the current national capital, Wu Cheng's status has risen, and there are more busy things.

After some careful consideration, Qiao Bingbing decided to assassinate Wuhou Mansion.

Although Wuhou Mansion is heavily guarded, it is also the place where Wu Cheng relaxes his vigilance the most, which is Qiao Bingbing's main consideration.

Late at night, Wu Cheng was holding a topographic map, and he looked at it carefully, looking for various breakthroughs.

"The terrain of Yangxin City is complex, it can be defended and attacked, and the casualties of the forced siege must be very large. Without a suitable way to break the city, it is categorically impossible to force an attack. Wu Cheng was reading the topographic map of Yangxin City. The three princes Mu Lin can all find out where Mu Di is hiding, and the eldest prince Mu Tian is no exception. The reason why it has not yet been attacked is that the position of Yangxincheng is too complicated, and it is necessary to be stable in this battle, otherwise it will hurt the muscles and bones and damage the whole overall situation. Mu Tian has just ascended to the throne, and there are hidden dangers of the second prince inside, and there are tigers eyeing the country of Tur outside. If you rashly attack Mudi, lose your troops, and suddenly attack the foreign enemy Tur State, you will be helpless.

'Huh' A cold arrow passed through the window and flew straight to Wu Cheng.

"Huh?" Wu Cheng noticed in his left ear, and he dodged the cold arrow sideways.

"Who?" Wu Cheng roared.

The guards outside have been eliminated, and no one has come in to protect them at this time.

"Master Wu, I haven't seen you for many days, and I miss it very much. A man pushed open the door and walked in.

"Who is the woman's voice?"

"Who are you, dare to break into my Wuhou Mansion. "Wu Cheng has been put on guard.

"Can't you hear my voice? It seems that Marquis Wu has never taken the little girl into account. The masked thief took off his mask and revealed his true face.

"It turned out to be you. Wu Cheng didn't expect it to be her.

"Why can't it be me?" Qiao Bingbing smiled and walked towards Wu Cheng step by step.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" sneaked into the national capital and broke into the Wuhou Mansion at night. Qiao Bingbing's courage was too great, and he unsuccessfully assassinated himself with a cold arrow, but he actually showed his true body. Could it be that she is looking for a way to die?

"You're confident you can kill me. Qiao Bingbing's smile suddenly turned weird, and the cold flame knife that killed Xiao He fell into his hand. A short knife and his right hand swam in the air, and an oblique knife, Qiao Bingbing wanted to cut Wu Cheng's neck.

"The carving insect skills, and dare to be ugly in front of the marquis. "In the national capital and in the entire snowy country, Wu Cheng can count those who can rank their martial arts attainments. A young lady, a nameless junior, also dared to be presumptuous in front of herself, Wu Cheng did not take Qiao Bingbing in his eyes at this time.

Wu Cheng leaned sideways and touched Qiao Bingbing's right hand with his own arm, a tiger claw, trying to lock her right arm. Who knew that between the touches, Qiao Bingbing's hand was like a swimming loach, sliding forward. Wu Cheng was a little careless, he didn't expect Qiao Bingbing to be so sensitive, as a master, of course, he also reacted, his right leg poked out, and he dodged. Dodging was dodging, but Qiao Bingbing's cold flame knife still cut a hole in Wu Cheng's clothes.

A failed move, Qiao Bingbing followed up with a kick, wanting to knock Wu Cheng to the ground, Wu Cheng saw the opportunity, jumped up, and by the way, a tiger claw, clasped Qiao Bingbing's shoulders, and when he landed, he fell sharply and threw Qiao Bingbing out.

Qiao Bing jumped over in the air and landed smoothly on the ground.

"I didn't think that the eldest lady of the Qiao Family Chamber of Commerce was not only resourceful, but also not ordinary. "To deal with ordinary thieves, Wu Cheng has already seriously injured or killed the enemy in these few blows. But Qiao Bingbing was not only fine, but almost hurt herself. dared to break into the Wuhou Mansion, it turned out that there were two brushes.

"Master Hou's martial arts are much stronger than General Xiao. Qiao Bingbing smiled coldly.

"No matter what your purpose is to assassinate the Marquis of Ben, you will die today. After Wu Cheng finished speaking, his arms shook, and a wave of energy surged into his fists.

'Overlord Shuangliu Boxing' Wu Cheng's housekeeping skills. This set of boxing methods is mainly based on double fists, supplemented by both arms. Attack with both fists and defend with both arms.

'Overlord meets the enemy' Wu Cheng's fists erupted like rockets.

Qiao Bingbing did not dodge, but stood still, his right hand secretly transferred his strength, and a sucking palm was attached to Wu Cheng's fist.

"Dare to take my overlord fist, you are looking for death. Wu Cheng saw that Qiao Bingbing did not dodge, but fought with his palm, this is not an egg hitting a stone, killing himself.

When the fist was attached to the palm of his hand, Wu Cheng's strength surged even more. Like a fierce dragon, trying to penetrate the city walls.

'Broken' Wu Cheng wanted to shake Qiao Bingbing away, but it appeared unexpectedly. The fist was firmly sucked, and his own flying dragon was entangled by a devouring force, unable to advance or retreat.

"Aren't you surprised!" Qiao Bing said coldly.

"Aren't you scared!"

"You thought you could kill me, but you didn't expect me to be more powerful than you. ”

"You're just an ant in my eyes, it's easy to kill you, I just want to play with you slowly, so that you can't kill me even if you try your best. I'll kill you again, and you at that time were the most desperate and helpless. "In the previous duel with Wu Cheng, everything was just an illusion. Qiao Bingbing wanted to kill Wu Cheng in despair, she was like a poisonous scorpion, poisonous and terrifying.

"You 、、、、、、" Wu Cheng tried to break free, trying to find a way out, no matter what method he used, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Hahaha、、、、、、" Qiao Bingbing smiled, laughing so terrible, laughing so magical.

"You can't kill me. Wu Cheng began to be afraid, and when Qiao Bingbing sucked his fists, he really knew how terrible she was. The two masters absolutely, when they really use the tricks, they know the gap between the two sides. 'Overlord Shuangliu Fist' is his own killer move, and it is also his own trick. With a head-on confrontation, there was no power to fight back at this time, and Wu Cheng felt the breath of death.

"Can't kill you, hahaha. Why can't I kill you?"

"I can help your Qiao family intercede in front of the eldest prince, help your Qiao family return to the national capital, and help your Qiao family get higher rights" Wu Cheng used interests to tempt Qiao Bingbing.

"Do you think the throne of the eldest prince will sit firmly?"

"You can't fight the Great Prince. Wu Cheng was already in a cold sweat.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous. Qiao Bingbing said with contempt.

"I beg you to spare me. "When people die, the former majesty, the former domineering, the previous eyes can be left without no one, and some are just how to live. Because there is nothing when you are dead, everything is still possible as long as you are alive.

"Go and talk to Lord Yama!" Qiao Bingbing's Cold Flame Knife slowly approached Wu Cheng, she was enjoying the pleasure of slowly torturing Wu Cheng and slowly killing him.

"No, no. Wu Cheng kept roaring, his dignified Hou Ye of the Snowy Country, a generation of influential figures, was about to end his life.