Returning to Chaosi Lane again, pushing open the courtyard door, Li Mengzhou saw a very familiar figure sitting on the rattan chair under the eaves.

Li Mengzhou subconsciously grinned and let out a chuckle.

Qing Yi looked at the stupid Li Mengzhou with some confusion, shook his head, and said, "Congratulations on being admitted to the palace." ”

Probably never felt that Qingyi was so pleasing to the eye, Li Mengzhou looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.

Being stared at by such a numbing gaze, Rao is Qingyi couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly felt a little tingling in a certain part.

He avoided Li Mengzhou's gaze very strangely, took out a heavy brocade bag from his arms and threw it to Li Mengzhou, and said: "This is a special case granted to you by the head of the department, for your daily expenses, save some flowers." ”

Casually stuffed the money bag into his arms, Li Mengzhou didn't care how much silver was in it, and said with a smile: "It's rare for Brother Qing to come here, I have a little favor here, I don't know if I can deign to help?"

Qingyi said without hesitation: "No." ”

Li Mengzhou's face suddenly darkened a little.

He took a deep breath and said: "Brother Qing, don't be so unkind, it's just a small favor for you, but it's a very serious matter for me, and the slightest carelessness may endanger my life, I was finally admitted to the palace, and I haven't completed the task assigned by the head of the department, do you want to watch me die? I'm afraid that there is no way to explain it to the head of the department, right?"

Qing Yi's expressionless face twitched suddenly, and he said a little reluctantly, "What do you want me to help with?"

Li Mengzhou, who was unusually calm on the surface, was secretly overjoyed, Qingyi was also a thug sent to the door, if he didn't make good use of it, he would be too sorry for himself.

......

Lead clouds are thick in the sky.

Someone sat in a carriage and watched the snow.

There is a stunning woman sitting on the platform and caressing Yaoqin.

There were golden-armored guards standing outside the palace gates, scanning for any unusual people or things.

There were also men with swords on their backs who walked through the streets.

At that time, the capital city had fallen completely silent in some places.

The winter moon has been obscured by dark clouds.

The night was pitch black, and there was no light.

The gentle countryside on the shore of Yueming Lake is still brightly lit.

Most of the so-called fireworks places are closed during the day, and the most lively time is at night.

But what is more surprising is that tonight's gentle country is very different from the past.

Many visitors were blocked from the door, and the explanation given by everyone Yu was that the door of Gentle Township was closed tonight, and as for the reason for the closure, it was for outsiders to guess for themselves.

Although the guests who came in high spirits immediately became in a very bad mood, they did not dare to say anything, for fear of provoking everyone's dislike, so they stayed in place for a while, and then dispersed.

And in the empty hall at this time, the girls also had sad faces.

Everyone Yu stood on the second floor and watched, and the two red candles beside him jumped faintly.

The jade-like faces of everyone Yu were reflected in the flickering.

She was silent for a moment, beckoned someone to summon her, and ordered: "Go to Chaosi Lane to inform Li Mengzhou, you can start." ”

The girls didn't know what to start, they just knew that Zhang Chong had taken away the girl just now in the Lu Palace.

The less people know about this kind of thing, the better, even if it seems to be close to someone.

Everyone Yu didn't agree with Li Mengzhou's actions, but if she couldn't dissuade her, she could only try her best to find some convenience for Li Mengzhou, and she also hoped in her heart that Li Mengzhou could really bring the girl back intact.

......

In some dark corner outside Chaosi Alley.

The black-clothed young man's face was completely hidden, revealing only a pair of starry eyes scanning the scattered passers-by.

There were footsteps getting closer.

Then a young man in an ordinary white robe sneakily came to the black-clothed young man, covered his mouth and nose, and whispered: "I came according to your wishes, you had better forget that incident quickly, and don't threaten me to do anything again." ”

The young man in black is naturally Li Mengzhou.

There is no doubt that it is Jiang Zi's painting.

Li Mengzhou frowned slightly, and said, "Your dress is too conspicuous, and I don't know how to find a cloth to cover your face, what's the matter with covering your hands?"

Jiang Zihua was very angry at this time, and said angrily: "I want you to take care of it!"

Li Mengzhou patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's your business to be seen by people, so I naturally can't care about it." ”

Jiang Zihua opened the palm that fell on his shoulder, and said with some resentment: "I really don't know where you got such a big courage, a scum who has not even entered the realm of traveling far away, actually thinking about killing the cultivator of the Cheng Yi Realm, is that what you should think? Now you are still involved in me, if this matter is known by the dean, we will be in big trouble." ”

Li Mengzhou said disapprerovingly: "The dean is a very enlightened person, we kill the people who should be killed, and the villains who dare to rob the girl of a good family blatantly, we are completely eliminating harm for the people." ”

Jiang Zihua looked at Li Mengzhou with disdain, and said: "What kind of girl is the woman in the Qinglou, even if she is a clean girl, what does it matter to you? Could it be that you two are so frustrated? That's your little lover?"

As he spoke, Jiang Zihua suddenly became a little envious, and said resentfully: "It's not simple, you kid, you actually have a good relationship in Gentle Township, the women in there are better looking than the other, how can they fall in love with you, it's really puzzling." ”

"When are you going to talk nonsense, I'm not here to mess around with you. ”

The abrupt voice sounded, Jiang Zihua's hair stood on end, and he looked at the place where the voice came from in fear, "Why are there still people here?"

Li Mengzhou clenched the dark blue sword in his hand, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, he said lightly: "Tonight, let's kill someone." ”

This was the first time Li Mengzhou had killed someone since he came to the capital, and he was not very excited, because he clearly understood that this was just the beginning.

......

On a seldom long street from Wenrou Township to Zhang Chong's mansion, a black carriage swayed slowly, and three or four people dressed as guards followed suit.

The sound of wheels rolling on the bluestone pavement was very abrupt in the silence of the long night.

Tonight there is wind, there are clouds, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Out of the soldier's habitual perception of the intensity of danger, the man in the carriage lifted the curtain, looked at the environment of the street and the faint breath for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Be vigilant. ”

This is a man in his thirties, his eyes are very bright, and he has a very cold light, and his face is full of horizontal flesh to indicate that he is not easy to mess with.

With a faint hint of contempt on the corner of the man's mouth, he turned his head to look at the little girl in the corner of the carriage who was shivering, and a strange color appeared from his pupils.

His breathing became a little rapid.

But his years of self-sufficism in the army didn't make him go crazy immediately, and there was something nice about acting in this bumpy carriage, but he preferred to be in a safe and comfortable place, so he quickly calmed down.

The girl's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she felt unprecedented fear, although the man did not do anything, but was only stared at, she seemed to fall into a cold pool, and her whole body was cold, as if her heart was about to stop.

She wanted to resist, and even mustered up the courage to come up with the idea of killing this man, but she couldn't, and the extreme fear almost made her lose all control, and her heart was more than enough.

Perhaps when the danger really came, she would have been able to burst out with great strength and muster up courage that she had never had before, but before that moment really came, all her thoughts were childish and ridiculous, because she didn't dare at all.

She is cowardly after all, and perhaps she would rather live well than be tortured.

When this thought came up, the girl inevitably laughed bitterly at herself, she looked down on herself very much.

Of course, she hopes to be able to escape safely, but she also knows that this is impossible, and even Yu everyone can't protect her, so what should she expect?

In front of powerful people, a woman like her has always been a plaything, and even kills when she says she will kill, and even the government will not care.

She buried her head deep in the crook of her arm, and her gently trembling body gradually calmed down, and when she looked up again, her eyes were already dead silent.

The moving carriage came to a sudden stop just as it was about to turn a corner, and the sound of messy footsteps sounded outside the carriage amid the neighing of the horses.

And these voices only made the girl's eyes appear for a moment, and then they quickly fell silent.

In front of the stopped carriage, a dim area of only a dozen meters was visible, and crisp footsteps sounded.

A black oil-paper umbrella first appeared in the eyes of the guards guarding the carriage.

Under the black oil-paper umbrella, there is a person dressed in black, as if the whole person melts into the darkness, regardless of each other.

Zhang Chong in the carriage closed his eyes slightly, his fingertips tapped the wooden board of the carriage, and an inexplicable qi emanated from him.

A voice sounded outside the curtain: "General, someone is blocking the road." ”

There was a dead silence in the carriage, and for a long time, a palm stretched out from the curtain and waved slightly.

The guards quickly understood what their master meant, leaving one person to protect them, while the other three slowly surrounded the roadblockers with long knives in their hands.

The cold wind at night blew the oil-paper umbrella, and the robes of the people under the umbrella danced in the wind, whirring.

As the oil-paper umbrella was gently lifted, revealing the starry eyes below, the light completely outweighed the rather faint stars in the sky and the bright moon that was mostly obscured by dark clouds.

Completely ignoring the three guards who came up, the person under the umbrella was covered with a cloth on his face, and his voice was a little dull, but it was very simple, and he slowly spoke: "The person in the carriage is Zhang Chong?"

After a short silence, Zhang Chong's indifferent voice sounded in the carriage: "No one in the capital city dares to blatantly come to kill me, are you a lackey of some people, or are you here specifically for one person." ”

Of course, Zhang Chong would wonder if this person was for the sake of the girl, but the chances of coming were not very high, where would a mere Qinglou woman know a warrior who dared to take a huge risk to kill him.

That's right, in Zhang Chong's opinion, the person who dares to stop his carriage directly and reveal his killing intent to him must be a warrior.

For Zhang Chong's words, the people under the umbrella seemed to feel a little ridiculous, even if they were from the Lu Wangfu, they were just a general, and there were countless people with such positions in the military department, and in the eyes of the real bigwigs in the capital, these were just dispensable people, and they could be discarded casually.

It seems that because of Qin Chengyi, the king of Lu, this Zhang Chong is a little too arrogant.

The person holding the black oil-paper umbrella was Li Mengzhou.

He observed the three guards who had gathered around him, and found that they were walking steadily, and they were obviously all people who had received Amaterasu, and at the very least, they were also monks who had traveled far away.

Even he could clearly recognize that each of the three people in front of him was stronger than Yuan Ghost.

In other words, the minimum level of their cultivation is to travel to the upper realm.

The more critical issue is that each of them can kill Li Mengzhou at will.

What's more, it is far stronger than Zhang Chong, who they don't know how many mountains.

Faced with such a situation, Li Mengzhou was still very calm, and the sword in his left hand was also tightened.

"You just need to know that I'm here to kill you, and that's enough. ”

Zhang Chong's sneering voice also came from the carriage: "I'm looking forward to it, how are you going to kill me." I'll sit in the carriage, and if you're capable, stand before me." ”

Li Mengzhou didn't talk nonsense, the black oil-paper umbrella broke away from his hand, threw it high into the sky, stepped out with his right foot first, and at the same time, his right hand was also held on the hilt of the sword, and with the simultaneous force of both arms, the dark blue sword broke out of the sheath.

He rushed straight towards the carriage, completely ignoring the three guards who stood in his way.

There was a small, imperceptible sound running through the streets.

Under the disdain on the faces of the three guards, they raised their knives and slashed at Li Mengzhou, but unfortunately their knives did not fall on Li Mengzhou, but Li Mengzhou easily rushed out of their defense line, and in the blink of an eye, they approached the carriage three meters away.

Except for Li Mengzhou's overly astonishing instantaneous explosiveness, the eyes of the three guards were not on Li Mengzhou's body at the moment.

Of course, they didn't dare to believe that Li Mengzhou could break through their defenses so easily, just because they encountered a greater threat.

The chill that swept before their eyes brought them endless fear.

By the time they reacted, it was too late.

At the moment when their bodies fell, they clearly saw the true face of that cold glow.

It was a tiny sword.

It's a flying sword.

After cultivating to the level of enlightenment, the power of the mind can reach an unbelievable level, not only to see everything and not to hide, but also to control all things. According to the strength of the mind, you can manipulate items of different weights, and in the realm of Chengyi, the weight that can be controlled is very small, and the most lethal is this dagger-like or even more delicate small sword.

This is common knowledge in the world of practitioners.

They didn't know who the owner of the little sword was, but they knew who they were dealing with, so they were terrified before they died.

However, although it is common sense to accept the manipulation of artistic conception and mind, there will always be some exceptions in this world.

That's sword cultivation.

After entering the realm of far-travel, the sword cultivator will be able to cultivate the natal flying sword, and the way the natal flying sword kills the enemy, except for normal battles, is the same as the mental power of the Chengyi monk.

Therefore, the sword cultivator does not need to reach the Cheng Artistic Conception, and he can also rely on the power of the mind to manipulate the flying sword to kill the enemy, of course, it depends on whether the sword cultivator finds his own natal flying sword.

However, in just an instant, the three guards fell to the ground, and before they could even block for a moment, Li Mengzhou had already come to the carriage.

The only remaining guard watched in disbelief.

Preconceived things are always terrible, this guard has not yet reached the Cheng Artistic Conception, he can't easily see through Li Mengzhou's realm, as a wait-and-see observer, he can see more clearly how the three companions fell, so he takes it for granted that Li Mengzhou will be a monk who has stepped into the Cheng Artistic Conception.

In the face of such a strong man, he traveled far away, and he was afraid that he was not even a stepping stone, but out of the duty of a soldier, even if he was afraid in his heart, he still shouted and drew his sword and rushed forward.

But Li Mengzhou's movements were faster, he stopped three steps in front of the carriage, the soles of his boots fell on the bluestone slab, and the slate instantly shattered, and his whole person jumped high, the dark blue sword cut through the air, and the sword qi roared, splitting the carriage into pieces.

It's not that he doesn't care about the life or death of the girl in the carriage at all, but he knows Zhang Chong's location very well, and he has absolute confidence that this sword will not hurt the girl in the slightest.

Strong judgment and decisive execution make Li Mengzhou indomitable and unflinching.

"You want to kill me?"

The broken carriage revealed Zhang Chong's true face, he looked at the sword that Li Mengzhou stabbed, sneered, flipped his palm, and pushed it out lightly, and the sharp wooden blocks of the broken carriage floated out of thin air, surrounding Zhang Chong's body, and with the movement of his palm, it flew towards Li Mengzhou like an arrow from the string.

Li Mengzhou's face remained unchanged, his feet moved, he stepped on the horse's head, his body retreated rapidly, and the dark blue sword danced into a barrier in front of him, and there was a crisp sound, and those sharp wooden blocks cracked one after another, and sawdust poured into the street.

Zhang Chong sneered again, his body flickered strangely, and he suddenly approached, and at the same time waved a palm at Li Mengzhou, who had not yet stabilized his body after landing.

Li Mengzhou also met with one palm, the two palms touched, and then invariably turned their palms into claws, grabbing each other's wrists at the same time.

Zhang Chong was slightly surprised, but his technique remained the same, and Li Mengzhou also made a move in an instant, pulling a belt and crashing into Zhang Chong's arms.

As long as the two of them are close, as far as the killer is concerned, he is already a dead man.

Zhang Chong's face was still calm, and he quietly looked at Li Mengzhou, who was close at hand.

Li Mengzhou was unconscious, and while leaning over, the sword in his right hand was already aimed at Zhang Chong's vital point.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in Zhang Chong's eyes, and then his pupils became deep.

An invisible aura burst out from Zhang Chong's body, and Li Mengzhou, who bore the brunt of the attack, didn't have time to dodge, he only felt a tingling pain in his mind, his whole head seemed to explode, and his mind became confused for a short time.