69. Assassins should not be emotional
The little prince's face is a pass to go out of the city and enter the city, even in this time period of rumors.
The guards at the gates of the North City have long admired this great name, especially when he was assassinated by the White Lotus, and the performance that has turned into a legend has long been spread.
What little prince kills the three ghosts with a halberd, scares off the red giant, calms the chaos in the palace, and then stops the White Lotus messenger outside the palace, winning or losing with one move.
Combined with the previous force to lift a pair of 3,000 catties of lions, go to the Zongdong Pavilion alone for half a year, and defeat the sunset Fusang to make Xiangtian.
Such a legendary figure, even on the rivers and lakes, has spread, and was directly ranked first by the rookie list.
After all, Bai Ling's identity, status, and strength are all there, and a person who can kill Bai Ling almost instantly, if he can't become the first rookie, the person who wrote the list must be blind.
As for the title, when it comes to Fang Tian's halberd, the first thing that comes to everyone's mind is the overlord who died tragically on the shore of the White Horse Sea in the previous dynasty, and this royal little prince also used such a weapon, so the owner of the Baixiao Prophet Hall who wrote the list personally wrote the word "overlord".
The new list was released, and those who had never been on the list reached the first place in one fell swoop, which made the rookies who were still competing for the first position speechless and just looked at the list silently.
No. 1 on the rookie list: "Overlord" Xia Guang;
No. 2 on the rookie list: "Six-armed King Kong" Wu Lonely;
The third on the rookie list: "Linlang Blood River Knife" Lin Meng, and the new generation of little devils of the Biyue faction.
No. 4 on the rookie list: "Little Sword Fairy" often blows snow;
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With such a character, the guards didn't even check it, but just respectfully retreated and shouted: "Hello little prince!"
Then I watched the ox cart slowly move north, where the bones were buried, and where they were sent off.
The guards have seen dignitaries and nobles looking for a good place in feng shui in the north of the city, and then there is a huge array, hundreds of people blowing suona, before throwing it, the strong man carries the coffin, so it is not spectacular.
But this little prince, known as the "overlord", is alone, and the ox cart looks like he was bought at random in the market, and maybe he was slaughtered.
"Hound, let's follow. ”
Xia Yuxue was concise and to the point, everything in this life was completely different from the previous life, the burning of the palace became like this, and the eldest son of the emperor Xia Hua, who was good at dancing in his previous life, actually died in this incident, it is unimaginable.
But the empress who came back in the future did not panic, and jumped into the palm of the giant's hand wearing heavy armor and a mask on her head, and the giant gently placed the empress on her shoulder, and then ran obediently towards the outside of the city.
Soon they caught up with the ox cart.
The ox cart did not accelerate because of the arrival of the giant, it had its own rhythm, Xia Guang looked at the clouds in the sky faintly, and whipped the ox rhythmically in his hand, driving it forward.
His heart was empty, and he didn't even know when he would arrive at the cemetery, Xia Guang jumped off the ox cart, tied it to a tree, and then held the coffin in both hands, carried it on his left shoulder, and walked along the path between the cemeteries towards the depths.
But he was not satisfied with the burial of his relatives in a mundane place, so he walked all the way up and down the steep cliff.
It was a solitary peak, inserted between the green clouds, and a feng shui master once asserted that it was the tomb of the descendants of Fuze, and that even the dead could rest better.
It's just because of the lack of mountain roads that it is impossible for ordinary people to climb up, and people in the rivers and lakes may not be able to reach the top if they perform light skills.
"Uncle Xiaohuang!"
Xia Yuxue looked at the boy standing in front of the mountain wall and carrying the scarlet coffin a hundred steps away, and couldn't help but shout.
The next moment, she saw a scene that even she would never forget.
The little imperial uncle in civilian clothes suddenly stepped on the ground, and the earthquake shook in the air, his left hand guarded the coffin, but his right hand was buckled in the mountain wall.
As if he was steady, the right hand suddenly exerted force again, and his figure rose a few points again, and at the end, the right hand was inserted into the mountain rock again, clasping the hard and cold mountain wall.
With his head held high, his black hair flowed to one side in the mountain wind that crossed it.
In an instant, he was already hundreds of meters away, and his body had loomed into the clouds, becoming a black dot.
The top of the hill has the best resting place.
Although Wang Jiuying was ugly when she died, Bai Aya tightened her neck, and her tongue couldn't help but spit out, but at this time she was sleeping in the coffin.
Xia Guang stood at the top of the mountain, and there was nothing special about this place, but it was a small pond with steaming heat, which seemed to be a natural hot spring. However, it is extremely high, the air is extremely cold, and it often welcomes rain, so it seems that the mountain is a large source of heat.
After a little look, Xia Guang walked to the other side of the mountaintop, looked for a vacant space, and dug up the grave with both hands.
A moment later, as the sun fell, the simple coffin was carefully and smoothly placed in the tomb.
Xia Guang pushed open the lid of the coffin, looked at the relatives who had accompanied him for four years, and wanted to say two words of farewell, but he didn't say anything after all.
It wasn't until the soil submerged everything that he stopped, sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and as soon as he raised his hand, the long marble in the distance was sucked in casually, which was a method called "Dragon Capture Gong" that he learned in the Zongdong Pavilion, although because of the nature of the situation, it can only be nine layers, but with the extremely powerful internal force, it is no longer a matter of volleying.
The stone slab, which was more than a meter long, quickly became smooth and square under the wiping of his palm.
Placed on his knees, Xia Guang didn't know why he remembered that he had been sitting on the lake outside Zongdong Pavilion for six months to fish, and the little palace maid came rain or shine, coming every day as promised, like a chatterbox, talking to himself about the shortcomings of the parents, the palace gossip, and asking this and that, asking what to eat tomorrow, all boring and the like.
Later, when she went to General Huang's mansion to learn to shoot, she said that the chicken legs were fried and asked her to return home earlier, saying that the chicken legs would be cold if they were late. In fact, I'm just worried that a little child will have an accident outside.
What a fool.
It's much stupider than Xia Jiejie.
An assassin should look like an assassin, what kind of emotions do you have?
For example, the pot of poisoned wine, poured in the corner of the yard, do you think you can't detect it?
Why don't you pour it for me?
Obviously everyone else is ready for you.
You idiot.
It was as if I would die if I drank it, so I lied to me that children can't drink.
Although you have killed many royal relatives, what do they have to do with me?
Xia Guang was silent, then turned his finger into a knife, carved the first word "sister", and then in one go, blew away the stone chips in the groove, and revealed: Sister Wang The Spirit of the Nine Shadows.
In the lower right corner, it is written vertically: Xia Guang.
Respectfully inserting this tombstone on the grave, Xia Guang took two steps back, sat down casually, and the bright moon in the sky had come out, remembering that he needed to find a place to hide at midnight, the boy got up leisurely, as if he said before going out every time: "I'm leaving." ”