Chapter 812 Leads the King into the Urn

Lu Hong stood by the window with his hands behind his back, the clouds outside the window were vast, and the cold air was like clouds, and there were a few cold grass huts scattered nearby.

The population of the Northern Regions is far less dense than that of Guanzhong, and there are only a few hundred households in this town, which really looks a little deserted.

In the distance, a few black shadows flashed away, and there were also a few black shadows standing on the top of the mountain looking around, and then swept away; Lu Hong no longer remembered how many waves of killers this was, but he had to admit that their magical powers were vast.

Being targeted by this group of people is like sticking a piece of dog skin plaster, no matter what, you can't get rid of them, no matter how you hide them, they can always find clues.

He closed the window, took out a cloth dress and a mask from the closet, and handed them to Yuzhen.

"Do what?",

Yu Zhen frowned.

Lu Hongdao: "Your appearance and dress are too conspicuous, if you want to get rid of them, you always have to make some sacrifices, at least disguise",

Seeing a look of disgust between her eyebrows, she said: "I know you have a habit of cleanliness, these clothes have been washed many times, and the mask is not made of human skin, but some special materials",

Yu Zhen took the mask and looked at it over and over again, and said strangely: "Do you know how to disguise?",

Lu Hong smiled: "I understand a little",

Although the fox spirit of Qingqiu Country is not as good at the art of disguise change as Tu Demon Mountain, he always knows some things, and he learned some from Yan Xiaoman.

The mask looks a little rougher, but it's barely enough to fool around.

Yu Zhen changed out of the aqua blue skirt that was as thin as light gauze and put on the mask made by Lu Hong, looking like a country woman, and finally it was no longer so eye-catching.

On the second day, an aqua blue figure stood up early in the morning on the shore of the Mirror Lake on the west side of the town.

The mist was hazy, the cold wind blew, and the grass that had been covered with frost and snow on the edge of the lake shook with it, and the aqua blue dress shook with it.

Two black figures fell silently, and the place where they landed was the place where the mountain cliff was sheltered, and the stone cliff hid their figures well.

The cold eyes of the two stared at the aqua blue figure on the edge of the mirror lake in the mist.

The man stood motionless with his hands in his hands, only the long aqua blue skirt was gently raised, and the cold air of his body almost merged with the cold air of the mirror lake itself.

The two men in black observed for a while and did not see the clue, and they did not want to miss the opportunity, they looked at each other, and suddenly their bodies jumped up like bats, flying sideways, and the sharp long sword pointed directly at the man's vest, and at the same time an iron hook had been hooked on the man's neck.

They are obviously good hands who have been running in for a long time and have cooperated with each other very tacitly, and as soon as they make a move, it is a thunderous blow, and those who are under the sword and hook have absolutely no chance of survival.

However, when the iron hook was cut backwards and the long sword stabbed straight in, there were two strange sounds of "dangdang" on the man's body.

The two of them immediately knew that there was a difference, and as soon as the sword and hook were retracted, they wanted to retreat, but at this time it was too late to leave, and the people who planned here would never let them escape.

"Snort" twice, and there were two more blood holes on their bodies.

There was only one sword, but it seemed to pierce both of them at the same time, and even the position of the stab was exactly the same, both of them were the very center of the heart, and they didn't see who killed them was, and they didn't even snort before they fell, but when they fell, they saw a cyan figure reflected on the ice.

The last of his consciousness saw the young man's sharp eyebrows, and then his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.

Lu Hong gently wiped away the blood stains on the stunned sword, burned the handkerchief in his hand to ashes with a movement of his fingers, and then squatted down to search for the bodies of the two, his hand first touched their waists, but he did not touch what he expected, and did not find a token until he poured out all the things in their Qianyuan bag.

An iron token, finely made, engraved with the words "God of Wealth" on the front and a "soldier" on the back.

After finding this token, Lu Hong was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, it is the killer of the God of Wealth Pavilion, what kind of big man have I protected along the way......?

"It's... That person?",

He had already doubted Yu Zhen's identity, but he had never associated her identity with the God of Wealth Pavilion, but the more he came into contact with the group of people in black after so many days, the more he felt that they were like the killers of the God of Wealth Pavilion's military department, and Yu Zhen's words last night made him even more shocked.

"Not a monk, not a fallen man, but I have the same experience, I also worked as a servant when I was young, and I fell ill for it",

This seemingly ordinary sentence sounded like thunder in his ears, and he thought of that person at once, and then remembered the first time he met her, and the cold and condescending appearance of her all along, and he became more and more convinced in his heart.

Afterwards, although he was still the same as usual, he had already made his own plans in secret, and he arranged for today's introduction of the king into the urn.

Looking at this soldier made him think a lot for a while.

If Yu Zhen was really Xuanyin, why would the God of Wealth Pavilion send someone to hunt her down?

Is there a disagreement within the seemingly monolithic God of Wealth Pavilion?

There should be, the combat power shown by the God of Wealth Pavilion during the first war in the theater city is no longer reasonable, and everything seems to be under Shao Zhengye's control from beginning to end; if it weren't for Shao Zhengye's arrangement of fine work in the God of Wealth Pavilion, then it is very likely that there are big people in the God of Wealth Pavilion who have already communicated with Shao Zhengye in advance, so he was able to defeat Xuanyin in that battle.

But... Who is the person who dares to send people to hunt down Xuanyin?

No matter who it is, since Yu Zhen did not return to Zhongzhou, but chose to come to the Northern Regions, it means that her own situation is also very disadvantaged......

"It's getting more and more interesting",

A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Hong's mouth, he stood up and ripped off the aqua blue dress to reveal the iceman wrapped in the group, melted the iceman with his backhand, and destroyed the corpses of the two military killers, and then quietly returned to the house of the hunter who was temporarily staying overnight.

When he came back, Yu really looked out the window, his fingers pinched something, and when he saw Lu Hong coming back, he said nonchalantly: "Ziyang Zhenren and Ye Wangwu are coming",

Lu Hong glanced at her finger and said, "Can you deduce and calculate?"

Of all the strange people he had ever seen, the lark was the only one who could deduce calculations, but she seemed to be much more skilled than the lark.

Yu Zhen nodded and didn't say anything more.

Lu Hong said with a smile: "It's good to come, the soldiers will block, and the water will cover it."

Yu Zhen bowed his head lightly and said: "Help me get the Taiji Diagram and the Yin-Yang Mirror, I will give you the Ice Jade Lotus, and teach another immortal swordsmanship, Taiyin Divine Sword",

Taiyin Divine Sword? Lu Hong's heart moved.