Chapter Forty-Six: The Long Street Fights
Looking at it again, the black hair of the person who fought with him was like a waterfall, and although the outline of his face was covered by a black cloth, the eyes that were sharper than an eagle's hook in the moonlight were full of a heavy murderous aura, as thick as the dense fog that could not be dissolved in the early morning of winter.
This person is holding a knife in his left hand, the knife technique is quite sharp, and the moves are fast and ruthless, as far as Song Ling can see, the speed of this person's knife is faster than the wind blowing and the leaves fall, it is definitely the best knife technique, even if you look at the world, you can't find a few people who can be opposed.
At least, she's grown so big that she's never seen such a fast knife technique.
Murong Chong has been able to fight with him until now, and he can still defend, and his swordsmanship is already quite exquisite.
It's just that Song Ling suddenly reined in his horse, and the horse was unexpected, with a long neigh, and stopped suddenly.
This sound immediately alarmed the two people who were fighting.
Murong Chong stood with his back to her, looking back unconsciously, he had to make sure that it was the enemy or his people who were coming from behind.
At this time, suddenly, the man's eyes were cold, and the long knife in his left hand was as hungry as if it had been quenched with blood, and it went straight towards Murong Chong's throat.
Murong Chong retreated violently, he was quite agile, and immediately took out his sword to counteract, but when he panicked and retreated just now, he had already fallen into the sword momentum, and his center of gravity was unstable, and his resistance was quite difficult.
But the man didn't seem to give up, and with a turn of the blade, he struck him again, as if he would not give up tonight without taking his life.
This time, the long knife passed under his arm, and the counterforce was about to slash at his chest.
"Be careful!"
Song Ling couldn't help but exclaim, it was too late to run over now, she suddenly touched a hard object on her waist, and in a hurry, she threw it out without looking at it.
The knife and stone struck each other, and a reddish flame slashed, the handle of the knife shook, and he groaned helplessly, and the blade immediately deflected from Murong Chong's chest, only leaving a small blood mark on his arm.
The man turned his head vigilantly, and his fierce gaze like a cheetah swept towards Song Ling's place.
At the same time, she drew her sword and rushed in the direction of Murong Chong.
The man looked at the empty darkness not far away, and then at the wounded Murong Chong, guessing whether there was an ambush here, and hesitating whether to continue the attack.
At this moment, a bright light suddenly gathered from behind Murong Chong, like a man and a horse in a chariot riding camp.
The man frowned angrily, stopped fighting, put away his long knife and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
"How are you?"
Song Ling glanced at Murong Chong, although he had two knife wounds on his body, and he was bubbling with blood, but the vital points were well defended.
Although she was inevitably a little resentful in her heart when he drove her away at the car door last time, she still leaned down to take a closer look at his injuries when she saw that he was injured.
"Nothing."
Murong Chong calmly wiped the blood red that overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and the stone-like thing that landed at his feet attracted his attention. He slowly picked up the jade pendant that was broken into two knots on the ground, his eyes suddenly deepened, finely frosted, and then clenched in the palm of his hand.
Just now, she was the one who saved him!
"Yikes! My jade is broken! ”
"This is what my father left me!"
Song Ling also saw the broken jade on the ground, and couldn't help but cry out in distress, it turned out that the thing that was thrown out just now was it!
It's a bit reluctant!
She couldn't help but want to take the broken jade in Murong Chong's hand, but he bypassed it at once.
"I'll give it to you when it's fixed."
There was little room for her to discuss in his cold voice.
"I'll fix it myself."
He is the king of Zhongshan in the great Sima, there are so many things on weekdays, how can he take her little jade pendant to heart, what if he loses it!
For him, it was just an ordinary jade pendant, and there were so many rare treasures in the palace that he didn't care at all, but for her, it was the only thought of her father.
Murong Chong's eyes squinted and gave her a cold look.
She didn't know why, so she was inexplicably silent, this is the majesty of the king.
"Lord Wang, Yuan Xiang is late."
Yuan Xiang hurriedly came, and when he saw that Murong Chong was injured, he blamed himself and knelt on the ground.
Tonight, Murong rushed out of the palace, in order to hide people's eyes, he went first, and Yuan Xiang went to mobilize his cronies in the chariot camp.
Unexpectedly, in just half an hour, the prince and the man in black exchanged hands.
"Get up, something happens."
Murong Chong frowned, he looked at the scars on his body, the person who could hurt him was afraid that he was not an idle person!
Not long after he left the palace, he saw the black shadow swaying in front of the mansion of Murong De, the king of Fanyang, and he chased after him to see who it was, but he didn't expect to fight him on the long street.
The man was holding a knife in his left hand, and his knife technique was weird, not like a native of Yan Kingdom.
And his knife is deadly, with his Murong Chong's identity and status in Dayan, those who dare to stab him are afraid that they will not die.
When King Dazai Taiyuan was alive, he once told him that Murong Tieqi, Duan's spear, and the Yang family's left-handed knife, and called the world's three uniques.
Their Murong clan, since ancient times, have been riding and shooting on horses, taking the lead.
There are not a few heroes in the world who can use spears, but if you talk about the essence, it should be the Liaoxi Duan clan.
There are not many people who are good at using the left-handed knife, and the only one who can make the knife technique supernatural is the Yang family of the Qin State.
My uncle once said that the rise of the Qin State mainly depends on Wang Meng, the prime minister of the Qin State, and his most important military general is the left general Yang Ding, who is the left-handed sword, could it be him?
Did you come with the Qin envoy?
If it was really Yang Ding, what did Fu Jian do when he sent him to Yan?
Could it be that the Qin State wants to raise a storm in the territory of my Dayan?!
This time, Murong Ping falsely accused King Wu of Tongqin, whether it has anything to do with Qin State, and it can't be separated!
There are too many doubts, uncle, uncle, if you go, Dayan will have both internal and external troubles!
"Your Highness, you are injured, I will escort you back to the palace for treatment first."
Yuan Xiang saw that King Zhongshan's wound was still bleeding, and said hurriedly.
"Leave the matter of leaving the city to the last general."
"Nope! I'm still going to have to go. ”
Murong Chong frowned tightly, if he encountered the court's pursuers, only his identity as the Great Sima could protect the Wu Wang family.
It's just that the fight just now made him worry about the safety of Yecheng again.
"Put out the torches first."
The king of Zhongshan gave an order, and the generals immediately extinguished the torches in their hands.
"Just now, it will alarm the defense on the other side of the city gate, tonight you let the brothers disperse, I will go out of the city alone, it will be more hidden."
"Your Highness, it's too dangerous, I must accompany Your Highness."
Thinking of the fierce fight just now, Yuan Xiangdu still had palpitations, he was the personal guard of the King of Zhongshan, how could he let the prince go out of the city alone!
"Yuan Xiang, you have to stay in the city, I still have something to explain to you."
The Qin people who are hidden in Yecheng must be investigated!