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Outside Zhushan Village, on the side of the road blocked by the slippery mudslide, seven black-clad masked men armed with swords and other sharp weapons stood silently, bathed in the pouring rain, as if waiting for something. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, a black shadow quickly swooped down from the sky, and landed on the shoulders of a man in black who was holding a long sword at the front of the crowd, and there was an umbrella above his head to protect himself from the rain.

It was a very large, supernatural falcon.

The falcon stood on the shoulders of the black-clad leader, shook off the rain on its feathers, and suddenly, the water splashed.

Splashed by the droplets of water that fell from the falcon's body, the black-clothed leader was not angry, took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, opened it, took out a few jerky, and fed it to the falcon. The falcon tilted its neck and ate the jerky on the black-clothed leader's hand in a few bites.

Seeing that the falcon had eaten, the black-clothed leader took out a piece of brown paper that was folded to be less than the size of his thumb from a small bamboo tube tied to the falcon's claws. Then he gently patted the falcon's wings on his shoulder and pointed to the sky, signaling that it could go back.

The falcon spread its wings, kicked its claws on the shoulders of the black-clad leader, and soared into the sky against the rain, flying into the distance.

The black-clad leader unfolded the vellum, which was not the size of a palm, and he looked at the vellum, where darkness and rain could not hinder his vision.

I saw only two blood-red characters on the kraft paper that seemed to be written in blood: Kill Seven!

The black-clad leader's hand trembled, but quickly calmed down. He held the kraft paper tightly, and the palm of his hand clenched it hard, and the kraft paper was crushed into crumbs by the palm of the black-clothed leader!

Throwing down the debris, the black-clad leader slowly turned and looked at the six men standing quietly behind him.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "I have received orders from above. Objective: The Seven Princes. Mission Level: Lore. Quest Related: Erase all traces left by the Seven Princes! ”

Hearing the leader's words, although the six men in black couldn't see their expressions, they were obviously stunned.

"Commander, what did you say?" A man in black, standing behind the leader in black, asked incredulously.

The black-clothed leader glanced coldly at the black-clothed man who was asking, and said, "Why, didn't you hear clearly?" ”

"You said that the above wants us to kill the Seven Princes?" The man in black asked.

"What, do you suspect that this official has falsely passed on his orders?" The black-clad leader asked rhetorically.

"The subordinates don't dare! Just ......"

The man in black who spoke wanted to say something, but the leader in black seemed impatient, and scolded coldly: "Shadow Thirty-One, pay attention to your identity, don't worry about what you shouldn't be in charge of, you just need to obey orders!" ”

The man in black, known as Shadow Thirty-One, suddenly smiled coldly and said, "The identity of the subordinate is indeed humble and lowly, but he is not stupid!" How could His Majesty give such an order to kill the Seventh Prince? Kill the Seven Princes, we will definitely die! Besides, Lord Commander, that 'letter eagle' just now doesn't look like it was raised by my 'shadow department', right?! ”

"Commander, I don't know who instructed you to make you think like this. But you should know that if you really dare to hurt His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, no matter who is behind you, Your Majesty will never let you go! Another man in black followed.

The black-clothed leader glanced at the two of them, and instead of arguing with them, he suddenly asked, "So, Shadow Thirty-One and Shadow Thirty-Six, are you two going to disobey the order?" ”

Shadow Thirty-One sneered, "Are we the ones who disobey the order?" ”

Ying Thirty-six said to the other four men in black: "Brothers, the commander has made the false transmission of the holy decree, and the intention of rebellion is clearly revealed, everyone, we might as well work together to capture it and transfer it to the Commander-in-Chief Zheng's embassy, which is also a great achievement!" ”

What Ying Thirty-Six said made a lot of sense, but no one responded, and no one even made a sound, as if these people were stone sculptures! Frowning, Shadow Thirty-Six began to feel uneasy in his heart, and he realized that the situation didn't seem to be quite right.

Shadow Thirty-One is also uneasy, this atmosphere is too weird!

The black-clothed leader spoke, and he said jokingly: "It seems that except for the two of you, no one wants to take this seat to invite merit!" ”

Ying Thirty-One's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned around and looked at the other four: "Do you also want to be in the same stream with him?" Think about the consequences! ”

Still no one spoke.

"Ugh." Shadow Thirty-Six suddenly sighed lightly and said to Shadow Thirty-One: "Don't waste your efforts, those guys have obviously been bought!" ”

Ying Thirty-One's eyes also dimmed, and he seemed to be desperate, and he said to the black-clothed leader with an unwilling face: "Aren't you afraid of Your Majesty's wrath?" Or do you think that your majesty will really investigate the matter of killing the Seventh Prince......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up, and the sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and the sharp blade slashed through a glimmer of cold light in the dark and rainy night, and then slashed towards the throat of the black-clothed leader!

On the other side, Shadow Thirty-Six did the same, stabbing a sword into the heart of the black-clothed leader!

They didn't know when they agreed to attack and kill the black-clothed leader!

The words that Shadow Thirty-One said to the black-clothed leader before turned out to be all paralyzing him.

The two strong masters, who are proficient in the lore technique, attack the heart and throat with all their might, even if the black-clothed leader is a strong man in the realm of returning to the truth, if he doesn't dodge, he will definitely die!

The black-clothed leader looked at the two sharp swords that attacked him, his face did not change at all, and he sneered disdainfully: "The mantis arm is a car, and you can't measure yourself!" ”

After that, the black-clothed leader didn't mean to draw his sword, and directly greeted him with a sword with a scabbard.

His hand shook first, and the tip of the bottom of the scabbard was as if it had an eye, just right against the sword that Shadow Thirty-Six stabbed at his heart, and then the hand holding the sword twisted slightly, and his head was raised back, and the hilt of the sword in his hand was just right to swing the sword that Shadow Thirty-One slashed towards his throat.

When the black-clothed leader swept away the sword of Shadow Thirty-One, it was less than an inch from his throat!

After blocking the killer blows of Shadow Thirty-One and Shadow Thirty-Six, the black-clothed leader kicked out, and the light shone on that leg, and it kicked directly into Shadow Thirty-Six's chest with great strength.

"Poof!" Shadow Thirty-Six suddenly flew upside down, and then slammed into the ground, vomiting blood, and was soon killed.

When Shadow Thirty-One saw that his only companion was killed, his face suddenly changed, and he didn't even think about it, and he was about to flee as soon as he turned around.

"Can you escape from this seat?" The black-clothed leader sneered, and stomped his foot on the ground, and the sword that the dead Shadow Thirty-Six had fallen to the ground was shaken, and he kicked on the hilt of the shocked sword, and the sword seemed to have wings, and shot at the fleeing Shadow Thirty-One at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

With a 'snort', the long sword passed through Shadow Thirty-One's vest, and the tip of the sword came out through his body.

Shadow Thirty-One's fleeing body staggered forward a few steps under the influence of inertia before collapsing with a bang.

The black-clothed leader glanced at the two corpses on the ground and ordered, "Deal with it!" ”

A man in black walked out, clenched his fists in promise, and then carefully took out a sealed wooden bottle from his bosom, and poured some fishy liquid on each of the two corpses.

The two corpses quickly began to change when they were poured with the foul-smelling liquid, the flesh, muscles, and internal organs quickly melted, and finally, there were only two stinky black water and some rags and bone residues that had not been completely melted on the ground.

"You know what you're supposed to do, right?" The black-clothed leader asked in a cold voice.

"Yes!" The remaining four men in black said at the same time.

"Remember, there are no people or animals left in this village! Especially the mission goal, we must die, otherwise, it is we who die! The black-clothed leader said coldly.

At the same time, in Zhushan Village, Qin Huang suddenly had a palpitation.