Wang Yizhi was waiting for someone, and the person he was waiting for had also arrived at this moment.

A group of seven men rushed from afar, moving quickly through the icy rain, the rain wetting their shirts and the sharp blades of their swords.

The seven people came to Wang Yizhi, and stopped in a semi-encircled posture, and they stood in a staggered manner, with ten times more obvious wind and frost fatigue on their faces.

Wang Yizhi was still sitting quietly, he raised his eyes and smiled slightly, even if he was in such a desolate and humble place, he still smiled like a hall full of gold and jade, and his calm demeanor at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes was very noble and gentlemanly

Seeing Wang Yizhi's appearance, the seven couldn't help but be stunned, they have also seen some dignitaries, but there has never been a person like Wang Yizhi, even if he is in the rubble, he is still like a precious and flawless pearl and jade.

At the end of life and death, the face does not change.

"I'm a little tired." Wang Yizhi said: "From the Southern Song Dynasty to the Northern Wei Dynasty, you persecuted more and more, I didn't want to hurt people, but now it seems that I have to do it occasionally." His words were graceful and elegant, so incompatible with the murderous aura that no one could raise his guard even though he had made a declaration that he wanted to hurt.

Before he finished speaking, one of the assassins felt a flower in front of him, a cold on his neck, and the last vision was actually Wang Yizhi's peaceful eyes.

When did he come over?

The Assassin was still thinking as he fell.

The moment the assassin fell, Wang Yizhi threw away the half-truncated sword in his hand, and easily picked up the long sword in his hand following the momentum of the first assassin's fall, and the half-truncated sword was picked up by him. It is natural that he will not be polite to be able to replace him well.

Picking the sword, King Yizhi showed a casual smile again. With a diagonal step, he handed the blade towards the second assassin on the right. Even though he killed him with great vigour, his movements were still graceful with the natural elegance of a noble son, as if he had just broken off a fresh willow branch and then transferred it to others. All the way

It was a gentle touch on the neck again, and it was in the other party's stunned and disbelieving eyes. Defeat the second enemy.

When it was the turn of the third person, the other party finally reacted, avoided the key point in time, and only left a blood mark on his shoulder, Wang Yizhi smiled, and stabbed at the fourth person with a regretful backhand.

The seven of them never expected that this noble man-like figure would suddenly turn into a killing star, and the two of them would be broken in the blink of an eye. They pursued from the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty into the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but they only kept avoiding it in a roundabout way, trying their best to avoid confrontation with them. But unexpectedly, he suddenly backhanded at this time. His swordsmanship is still so masterful.

The cold rain has been dense and unstoppable. It is sprinkled on the roof and dripped down the eaves. Again and again, the bleak chill accompanied by the water vapor swept the face of the earth king Yizhi, and at this time it was also covered with a layer of rain, and his head was already soaked, and a few strands of silk were clinging to his cheeks, making his eyebrows and eyes more and more handsome. There were several wounds on his body, blood seeping out of the wounds, soaking through his clothes and diluting them lightly by the rain, as if he had a few spots on his body that were smeared red.

Wang Yizhi sighed, pulled the long sword out of the neck of the person in front of him, and watched him slowly fall down as the seventh corpse lying on the ground.

Smiled a little strangely, Wang Yizhi threw away the long sword he had snatched, turned around and walked towards the earthen house behind him, and before he reached the door, the broken and rotten wooden door creaked open, and the man standing at the door was mottled with blood, and it was almost impossible to see that the monk's robe was originally white, and his eyebrows were a little delicate red, and the top of his head was slightly aconite, and it was less than a point.

Wang Yizhi smiled at the monk and said, "Why did Lonely Ran come out?" It's better to rest more if your injuries are not healed. ”

Silent eyes swept over Wang Yizhi's body, and then swept over the corpse behind him, his eyes swept with compassion and pain, and he clasped his hands together and said: "It is really a sin of silence for the layman to stain his hands with blood and damage himself in order to save me. ”

Wang Yizhi smiled and dragged him into the house to prevent him from looking at the corpses in the rain again.

Lonely was seriously injured and was chased and killed, all because of his entrustment, if you really want to investigate the original origin of the sin, it will still be counted on him.

A while ago, he felt something strange and wanted to warn Chu Yu, but he was ready to leave at that time, so he entrusted the matter to Silent Ran by the way, but unexpectedly, something happened halfway through, so that Silent Ran was implicated by this.

Lonely narrowly escaped with his life, but another group of people were already eyeing him, and followed Silent Ran's footsteps to find him who was temporarily staying in Gangneung, intending to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots.

Although Wang Yizhi practiced swordsmanship when he was young, he never liked to fight with people, and he was quite bored when he encountered assassins, so he wanted to avoid it, just as he planned to travel to the Northern Wei Dynasty, he entered the territory of the Northern Wei Dynasty with silence, but what he didn't expect was that after entering the Northern Wei Dynasty, the original assassination became an open killing, and the other party seemed to let go of all scruples, forcing him to be serious.

He planned to take Tranquility to a friend's house in the Northern Wei Dynasty to facilitate Tranquility's recuperation, and it would always be bad to bring a group of assassins to the door and cause harm to his friends.

It's not just about killing.

This is the place where he has prepared for death tonight.

Glimpsing Wang Yizhi's contemplative expression, he was silent and felt even more guilty in his heart, he knew that although Wang Yizhi was from a noble background, Wang Yizhi's hands had never been stained with a human life, but today he broke the vow for him.

Noticing the gaze cast by Silence, Wang Yizhi knew what he was guilty of after a little thought, he helped Silence to lie in the earthen kang in the house, and said with a smile: "Kill and kill, the cause of this matter is that I am not the king's will, if I kill someone?" ”

Silence, the injury has been lingering, and it is not easy to see Wang Yi's expression after holding it up, and he finally let go of his heart and fell asleep again.

Smiling and waiting for the silence to fall asleep, Wang Yizhi turned to look at the wall, and looked in the direction of Jiankang's location, as if he could see through the distant place of the wall: "The princess should also be aware of my book, right?" ”

He was not in a hurry to return to Jiankang to convey the message to Chu Yu, and the message left before the warning was enough for Chu Yu, not to mention that Wang Yizhi still had some confidence in Chu Yu.

It's just that......

"Northern Wei Dynasty, Northern Wei Dynasty......" Wang Yizhi muttered twice, Qingjun's long eyebrows raised slightly.

After these assassins entered the Northern Wei Dynasty, they became even more unscrupulous, does this mean that they were originally from the Northern Wei Dynasty? And what does Rongzhi have to do with the Northern Wei Dynasty?

"Tolerant ......"

"Sister......" The bleak chill penetrated deep into the room surrounded by warmth, so Liu Ziye couldn't help curling up and shrinking into the quilt.

His brow was tightly knit, and even in his dreams, he showed a restless and painful expression.

The cruel and tyrannical young emperor turned over and muttered in his dream: "Sister...... Don't blame me......"

Oh oops...... This title was written in the original draft, and the dispute between the Northern Wei and Southern Song Dynasty was written, and that part was deleted when it was revised, but the title was forgotten to be modified...... It is only available after uploading...... However, the title of the paid chapter cannot be modified...... Khan, so don't be surprised, this title can't be seen to be related to the content......

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"Feng Zai" Author: Da Nuan ISBN: 1O495O2

Synopsis: I am the only heir of Kiriyama The meaning of existence is to participate in kendo. I don't think there's anything else in this world that can touch my heart.

My aunt asked me to enter the palace to protect the emperor, and I went.

The palace was probably the dirtiest place in the world, and I had to clean it up myself.