Chapter Ninety-Two: It's All a Lie
Mu Fan has something to rely on, and his reliance is on Wen Cheng behind him and the hidden master of the night. With these people as their backing, it is more than enough to deal with a few rabble.
He swung his sword at the big man who opened his mouth to curse, and then an arrow shot out from behind him, hitting the big man's eyebrows.
The arrow pierced through the big man's skull, bringing out a string of blood beads, shooting into the snow, and flying somewhere.
Mu Fan smiled: "Go on." ”
When he said this, all the big men took a step back, and they all knew that they had provoked the wrong person. The arrow was not shot by the hairy boy in front of him, but a hidden master.
Dahan no longer hesitated and immediately retreated. But their decision was too late. The rain of arrows flew by, and several big men became dead bodies.
Wen Cheng was a little dissatisfied and said, "You have to make it clear that we are protecting you, and you have to cooperate with us as much as possible." ”
Mu Fan didn't say anything, the swordsman would never appear. Rather than let the swordsman's apprentice be injured in vain, it is better to come out and deal with those big men as soon as possible.
The knife-wielding woman said to Mu Fan with an anxious look between her eyebrows, "Have you seen my master?" ”
The snow was falling, the woman's breath was chaotic, and her body was stained with a lot of snowflakes.
Mu Fan looked at it a little, the woman was probably in her twenties, and she looked handsome, but unlike ordinary women, she had a domineering aura on her.
"Maybe it's the influence of the knife technique." Mu Fan thought.
He looked at the anxious appearance of the woman with the knife and said, "This is not the place to talk. ”
Mu Fan gave the knife-wielding woman a look, and the woman looked at Wen Cheng with anger on her face, as well as the hidden archer, and stopped her stomach full of questions.
When Wen Cheng heard this, he found that there were stories he didn't know, and he was immediately interested.
Mu Fan turned back to Wen Cheng and said, "Uncle Wen, I'm not alarmist, it's better not to know some things." ”
"You're scaring me?" There was a hint of anger in Wen Cheng's eyes.
Mu Fan shook his head and said, "What I said is the truth. ”
Wen repented: "Ye Feng will not tear his face with the night, and your intimidation has no basis." ”
Mu Fan said sincerely: "You and I have known each other for a long time, and I will never lie to you in major matters." ”
Wen Cheng also shook his head, "I'm not familiar with you. ”
Mu Fan knew that the matter of the swordsman would definitely attract Wen Cheng's attention, and now Wen Cheng didn't know what the truth was, but after careful investigation in the future, he might not find some clues.
"Can the archery guy be trusted?" Mu Fan said seriously.
"Credible, he's been with Lord Night for more than thirty years."
Mu Fan noticed that Wen Cheng's words were Lord Ye, not Lord Xiang. In other words, the person who shoots the arrow is an old man at the end of the night, and the chance of such a person being a traitor is almost zero.
"If I tell you, will the news reach the end of the night?"
Wen Cheng said very happily: "Yes, and very quickly." ”
Mu Fan spread his hands, "Then check it slowly for yourself, and I wish you good luck." ”
He couldn't be sure of Night's view of the war, one thing was certain, Night's End was the beneficiary.
This benefit is short-lived, and in the long run, once Beihua completely collapses, the future of Night's End will be even more uncertain.
Dong Ze may sign some treaties with the demon clan, and both sides have the need to recuperate.
The old emperor destroyed Beihua, and his prestige soared, maybe he could kick Xuanmen out of the government and completely get rid of the influence of Xuanmen.
When the time comes, how to deal with oneself at night has become a big problem. The situation is even more chaotic, and if one is not careful, all the hard work will be wasted.
Thinking about it, Mu Fan could only take inaction. High-level games, he is not qualified enough, without the identity of the young master of the Mu family, who cares about what he says.
The knife-wielding woman saw the disagreement between the two men opposite, and knew that her impulsiveness might be in trouble. She secretly regretted that she shouldn't have disobeyed her master.
Mu Fan said to the knife-wielding woman, "Do you have anything to do now?" If not, we hope you can come with us. ”
The woman with the knife was even more puzzled, she didn't understand the relationship between Mu Fan and Wen Cheng, why she would be tense for a while, and then go together again.
After thinking about it for a while, she finally agreed. She wanted to know what happened to Master, but she didn't let down her guard and always paid attention to the actions of Mu Fan and the others.
Wen Ci guessed that there was something wrong with it, but he didn't dare to act rashly.
Duan Hai's prestige spread far and wide, and if he arrived in Falling Snow City and found that someone was bullying his female apprentice, Wen Cheng didn't think he could withstand Duan Hai's wrath.
Several people continued to walk towards the outside of Falling Snow City, one by one full of thoughts. Trust or something has long been gone, and the reason why it has not fallen apart is due to the pressure of all parties and their respective goals.
On a snowy day, Mu Fan and his party gradually walked away. Heavy snow obscured the view, and gradually several people became the size of snowflakes and disappeared into the distance......
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Huo Wujia dusted off the snow on his body, which was different from Mu Fan's conjecture, he had been staying in Falling Snow City and continuing to complete the follow-up work of the plan.
Looking at the big man who was shot on the ground, he half-knelt on the ground and helped these people collect the corpses.
These people are all his soldiers, and they are like-minded with him, and their lives are entrusted to him.
In order to let Wen Cheng find out the clues that the swordsman had come to Falling Snow City, these soldiers volunteered to die.
The red in the snow is not only blood, but also the hope of those who have died for the afterlife.
Huo Wujia remembered his master's words, "If you want to hide from others, sometimes you have to hide even your own people." ”
Mu Fan's performance just now was very good, and Huo Wujia successfully deceived his cheap junior brother. Next, he will continue to deceive, and deceive Mu Fan to think from his point of view.
It's just that deception can only hide Mu Fan for a while, and it is impossible to hide it from him for the rest of his life. But at that time, the plan has been implemented, and what the truth is, it doesn't matter at all, the result is the most important thing.
After Huo Wujia put away his robe and corpse, he dodged and entered the mountain forest where tens of thousands of soldiers were buried.
The heavy snow hides the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves bury tens of thousands of Huang Xu's soldiers. Perhaps it will be until the end of the night that people come to investigate, or when the snow melts and the corpses stench to the sky, will anyone find out about the tragic situation here.
Huo Wujia obviously didn't want to wait that long, and instead of destroying the corpses here, he thinned the snow layer and the fallen leaf layer.
On a slightly higher ground, he even deliberately exposed the hands and feet of the corpse. After doing all this, Huo Wujia believed that it would not be long before the news of tens of thousands of soldiers killed here would spread.
One part of his plan was completed ahead of schedule, which helped him with the rest of the day.
Huo Wujia dodged again and moved to the place where the knife man committed suicide. He fell to his knees again, heading in the direction where the knifeman was sitting.
He promised the swordsman that he would definitely do it, end the war, and hand over the Canghai Sword to Duan Ling, he did not deceive the swordsman.
From a deeper perspective, he wants to set up a big scam to deceive almost everyone in the world.
Huo Wujia is still young, and the world has not yet been unified. He still wants to continue to survive and try to bring peace to the world through his own efforts.