Inside the Yisang Palace, a team of soldiers is patrolling. Beyond the corner of the wall, a young man dressed in sackcloth came into their sight. The young man looked bloated, his face was yellow, and he carried a clay pot in his hand and a bamboo pole behind his back.

The young man glanced at the patrol as if he hadn't seen it, and walked straight over. The leading captain looked at the young man with some confusion and shouted, "Wait a minute. ”

The young man stood still and calmly replied, "What's the matter?"

"What for?"

"Oiling the palace lamp. The young man showed the guy in his hand.

"Where's Zhang Laoliu?"

"My second uncle is sick. ”

“······ Aren't you hot?" the captain began to run out of words.

"It's cool at night, and I'm cold. "There is no contradiction in the words of the youth.

"Goodbye, goodbye. The captain gave the young man a final puzzled glance and turned to leave.

"Sir, walk slowly. The youth bowed respectfully in the direction the patrol had left.

This young man was Ying Yanshu, who had previously taken over the task of stealing the Eleven Bone Spirit Pagoda. Ying Yanshu used to be a charm general, and he knew very well the methods of the charm department, especially Xi. It is impossible to sneak into Yisang Palace City under the nose of the charm department, and to retreat with all your body. The only way is to make the charm look elsewhere, after all, people's attention spans are limited.

The thirteen mercenaries were hired by Ying Yanshu, but those people didn't know that the purpose of this mission was to make them die in the first place. These thirteen mercenaries are all outlaws who lick blood from the knife edge, and killing them does not have any psychological burden for Yanshu. After all, Ying Yanshu has been a mercenary for a year, although he does not accept the task of assassination, it is impossible not to kill people in battle, and now he is no longer as immature as he was at the beginning.

As for the unlucky guy who used to add oil to the palace lamp, he won't be able to wake up for a while.

How tightly guarded are Miyagi? If you have a proper identity, light enough and fast enough in a time when no one is looking, there is no place you can't sneak into. Ying Yanshu hid in the shadows under the wall, looked at the gray-white eleven-story tower in his hand, and silently took it into his arms. At the other end of the corner of the fence was an ox cart with six large wooden barrels on the board. Two men removed the buckets from the cart and carried them into a palace. Just when there was no one around, Ying Yanshu quickly rushed out and hid in an empty wooden barrel on the ox cart. The two men carried back an empty bucket and drove away in an ox cart, laughing and scolding each other, not noticing anything unusual.

Ying Yanshu hid in a wooden barrel, closed his eyes, and silently counted the time. In the plan, the charm department will soon be banned from the city. This ox cart would bring water to Miyagi every night, and once the city was banned, the ox cart would also be expelled from Miyagi, bringing out the Ying Yanshu in the barrel. As long as he left Miyagi, Ying Yanshu was completely confident that he would hide in Yisang until the thunderous charm department had no choice but to end the city ban.

The plan has been perfect so far. So far, of course.

In the emperor's bedroom, Shan Huaiyan wiped the sword in his hand, and the palace maid on the side knelt beside the bed, reading today's chapter for him. Suddenly, a tall man in a black robe, carrying a heavy sword as tall as a man, pushed the door directly in. The guard outside the door didn't react, as if he was the owner of the room.

Seeing the comer, the palace maid hurriedly stood up, lowered her head, and did not dare to look directly at the man's face. In fact, the man's entire face was hidden under the black robe, and he couldn't see his face at all. No one in the entire Xiling Tomb didn't know about his existence, but the only one who really saw his appearance was Shan Huaiyan.

"Let's go. Shan Huaiyan calmly wiped the sword in his hand, waved his hand, and sent the palace maid away.

"Yes. The maid timidly answered, put the recital on the table, and left the room with her head bowed.

"Huai Zhen, someone has infiltrated the Imperial City. The man's voice was very similar to Shan Huaiyan.

"Oh, who?" Shan Huaiyan raised his eyebrows and raised his sword, the face of which reflected his eyebrows.

"It's just a snitch, it seems like he stole something from the vault. ”

"The vault is full of scrap, worth a few copper plates, and if you steal it, you steal it. Shan Huaiyan put down his sword and picked up the piece on the table, "However, this guy's courage is really too great. If he survives tonight, I don't care what he steals. ”

"Tell Your Majesty!Messenger from the Charm Department!Apply for a ban on the city!" shouted the guards outside the door.

"This guy's reaction is a bit slow, hahaha. Shan Huaiyan smiled and said, "The person he is looking for is in Miyagi!"

"Yes!" the soldier was ordered to leave.

"How long are you going to keep him?" said the man in black.

"When he has no use or wants to use it for me anymore. Shan Huaiyan smiled naturally, "Don't worry, as long as she is still in Yisang, he won't leave." Unexpectedly, the original chess pieces were much more useful than I had planned. By the way, you go pick him up. ”

"Understood!"

"Pass the order!" Shan Huaiyan drank, "Level 1 alert! Blockade Miyagi!"

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In the night sky, ten ghostly black shadows swept over the city, and other black shadows continued to join along the way. By the time they arrived outside Miyagi, the team had grown to twenty-one people. On the palace wall, black-robed men were waiting for them. The charm generals landed on the wall of Miyagi, and the leader Xi saw the man and whispered, "Are even the blood sword slaves alarmed?"

Blood Sword Slave, mysterious and powerful, the shadow of Emperor Xiling, the head of the three powerhouses of the Xiling Empire. Among the three powerhouses of the empire, Xi commanded the charm department and was responsible for the entire Xiling, Shan Chenggang protected Yisang City, and the blood sword slave was only loyal to Shan Huai.

"Where's the person?" asked Xi.

The Blood Sword Slave turned around, faced the interior of Miyagi, pointed forward with his right hand, and said, "Probably in that direction." ”

"Go!" Xi stayed where he was, and the twenty charms behind him jumped off the wall.

"The battle is quite large, twenty-one. ”

"Now there are only twenty-one people left in Yisang, and even the wounded have been transferred out. Xi crossed his arms, "Those who provoke the charm department will not end well." ”

Inside Miyagi, the ox cart carrying water has been stopped by a patrol. The leader was the captain who met Ying Yanshu before. At first, he thought the guy who had added fuel from before was weird, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to watch him go. After that, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and after receiving the order to blockade, he became even more convinced that there was something wrong with that guy.

"Sir, what's the situation? Why do you say that if you don't let go, you won't let go?" After waiting for a long time, the man driving the car became anxious.

"How do we know about the above. Although the captain thought that there was something wrong with that guy, this was just his own guess after all.

"And how long are we going to stay?"

"The order above is, wait for the charm to deal with it in the future. ”

"Sir, you have to testify to us! We have been delivering water to Miyagi every night, and nothing has ever gone wrong. ”

"Don't worry, brother, as long as you're okay with yourself, the charm department can't trouble you. The captain smiled and patted the man on the shoulder.

Suddenly, the man's brow furrowed slightly, and a familiar and nasty smell entered his nose. The smell is rather faint and the average person can't smell it, but he is different. When he was young, he had been burned by this kind of thing, leaving a psychological shadow, and he is still sensitive to its smell.

This kind of thing is sword wound grass oil. The sword wound grass is a unique grass species in the Zhuan Bussel River Basin, the grass is two feet high, and the grass blades have serrated teeth, so it is named "sword wound". Due to the large water flow of the Chuan River, Jiangxinzhou changes every year, and the number of S. splinter is scarce. The grass age of the sword wound grass can reach seven years, and the roots of the sword wound grass more than five years old can be extracted for oil. Sword wound grass oil is expensive, the temperature is extremely high after ignition, accompanied by a fragrance, it is the royal lamp oil of Yisang Miyagi.

At this moment, in the wooden barrel on the ox cart, there was a faint smell of sword wound grass oil.

The captain did not speak, but made a gesture. The patrolling soldiers pulled the man who was driving away, pointed his spear inward, and surrounded the ox cart. Seeing this, the two men immediately understood the situation, did not dare to make a sound, wet their backs with cold sweat, and knelt on the ground with weak legs. There was an eerie silence around them.

As the encirclement narrowed, the captain drew his saber and cautiously approached the barrel. At that moment, the barrel collapsed and the barrel burst open into several planks, and the captain hurriedly retreated. The snake-like tip of the sword swept out of it, slashing at the captain's right wrist. In severe pain, the captain let go of his right hand, and the saber fell. The young man in sackcloth immediately followed, and another sword slashed the captain's ankle. The captain fell to one knee on one knee.

"Stop him. "The captain drank.

When the patrolling soldiers saw that the captain was attacked, they just wanted to come to the rescue, when the ghostly tip of the sword came to their eyes. The team members could only stay in formation, spears stabbing at the attackers. The thin sword deftly picked off the tip of the spear, and Ying Yanshu slid like a loach to the feet of the soldiers. The two swords on the left and right directly cut off the hamstrings of the two soldiers. On the spot, a harrier eagle turned over, and the blade of the sword swiped in the air, slicing the throats of the two men. After all, it was a matter of life and death, and Ying Yanshu couldn't care about it.

In the blink of an eye, the patrol was killed and wounded, and a gap was opened in the encirclement. Ying Yanshu fled by the way, jumped over several walls, temporarily shook off the pursuing patrol, and hid in the garden of a palace. He didn't dare to relax, because he could feel that at least five phantom generals were coming in his direction.

I'm afraid I'm going to plant it this time, Ying Yanshu scolded in his heart and took out his last hole card.

Under the bloated linen clothes, Ying Yanshu was wearing a black tights, and the ghost mask that he had brought out from the charm department was hidden in his arms.