In the middle of the night, the wind became stronger, the night was dewy and heavy, a cold air invaded, Fu Nian woke up from his sleep, he looked up, but saw that Ren Huai, who was sleeping with him, was also awake.

"Sir, are you awake?" A male voice asked.

"yes, I want to go out for a walk, okay?" Fu Nian asked.

"Of course." The man replied and went out of the tent with Fu Nian.

He was originally a guest of Xinling Jun, and Xinling Jun sent him to guard Nian's safety.

The night sky was full of stars, the cold moonlight was sprinkled on the ground, and a gust of wind blew, blowing away the dead leaves all over the ground, and it was bleak.

The weather seems to be much cooler than usual.

The night breeze was slow, and Fu Nian suddenly saw a figure flash under the night, and he immediately became vigilant, and before he could react, several feathered arrows flew out, piercing the scouts of the night watch.

At this time, Ren Huai also discovered the abnormality, knowing that someone was attacking the camp, he hurriedly drew his sword and shouted loudly: "The thieves steal the camp, everyone is on guard!" ”

"Sir, you are too young to fight the enemy, so return to the account quickly." Ren Huaidao.

"I know, take care." Fu Nian said, but he went to find Ji Yanran.

As the saying goes: A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

He knew that Ji Yanran's martial arts were not low, and it was safest to have her.

At this time, everyone in the tent heard the shouts of killing outside, got up one after another, and walked out of the tent with their swords, and at this time, a group of black-clothed assassins had already entered the camp, and the two sides were in a scuffle.

Several black-clothed assassins came towards Ji Yanran, Ji Yanran danced with a sword in his hand, and the long sword cut out a sword light, killing those black-clothed assassins in an instant.

"Brother Nian, don't be afraid, my sister will protect you well." Ji Yanran said to Fu Nian, who was following her.

Fu Nian nodded.

Ji Yanran took Fu Nian to the tent of Xinling Jun, and at this time, Xinling Jun had already led the guards to besiege the black-clothed assassins.

"You won't be caught yet!" Xin Lingjun said in a loud voice, and a long sword swept away, forcing the assassins back.

This group of assassins was not afraid of death, and even sacrificed their lives to rush to Xinling Jun. Seeing this, Xin Lingjun couldn't help frowning, this group of assassins was really tenacious and difficult.

Shinlingjun swung his sword to block the sword of a black-clothed assassin, and with a twist of the sword, the black-clothed assassin was knocked to the ground and captured.

The assassin suddenly went limp, and he died.

"It seems that it is impossible to capture these people alive and find out the mastermind behind the scenes." Xinlingjun said secretly.

He no longer left his hand, and stabbed with the long sword in his hand, and more than a dozen black-clothed assassins were killed in an instant.

At this time, a strong wind hit behind Xin Lingjun, and he hurriedly turned sideways, but it was a strong man with a thick iron rod in one hand to attack.

Seeing Xin Lingjun dodging, the strong man smashed down with another stick. Xin Lingjun shook the sword in his hand, swung the iron rod, and stabbed the strong man's chest with his backhand, only to hear a pop, the strong man's chest suddenly spurted blood, and his body fell straight to the ground, dying of anger.

At this time, there were only two black-clothed men left in the field, and one of them was a thin man with a short knife in his hand, the tip of which glowed with a silvery white cold.

The other, a burly man, held a great axe in his hand, the blade of which glowed with a cold chill.

The two of them killed all the guards who surrounded them, and pounced on Xinlingjun.

Xin Lingjun didn't dare to slack off, and the long sword in his hand was waved continuously, shaking the thin man back.

Seeing this, the burly man did not hesitate, strode forward, picked up the giant axe and slashed at the head of Xinling Jun.

Xin Lingjun hurriedly swung his sword to block, but unexpectedly, Xin Lingjun had just blocked a slash from the burly man, and he didn't want the thin man to suddenly make a move.

At this moment of crisis, the sharp sword in Ji Yanran's hand flew out, cutting through the void, and with a sword, the dagger in the thin man's hand was cut off, cutting off one of his fingers.

The thin man was in pain, and the long knife in his hand came out of his hand, and he flew backwards sharply.

Seeing the opportunity, Xinlingjun met the burly man again, and the long sword in Xinlingjun's hand turned into a cold light, and went straight to the burly man's throat.

Xin Lingjun's sword was quite sharp, and the burly man didn't dare to resist, but he threw out the giant axe in his hand and blocked the long sword.

A pair of iron hands grabbed suddenly, Xin Lingjun dodged the catch with a wrong step, and approached the burly man again, with a twist of his wrist, the long sword went around his neck like a snake and wiped through his throat.

Xin Lingjun put his sword into the sheath, looked at the burly man who fell to the ground, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"Childe, this mark seems to be ......" Ji Yanran, who looked at the assassin's body on the ground, saw that there was a black print in the shape of a plum blossom on the assassin's chest, and said loudly.

Hearing Ji Yanran's words, Xin Lingjun hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, he saw a plum blossom mark on the assassin's chest.

"Seven-Heart Xuanmei Seal......" He recognized this mark at a glance.

"Is he going to put me to death now?" Xin Lingjun suddenly felt sad in his heart, is there really no brotherhood in the royal family? He didn't understand, and he didn't want to think about it.

Fu Nian saw that Xinlingjun was different, and knew that it was related to this matter, thinking of the relationship between him and Wei Wangyu in history, he was a little more sure of the conjecture in his heart, and said: "Xinlingjun, isn't this a divisive plan?" ”

"Childe, this matter is full of suspicions, and it is not appropriate to jump to conclusions." Ji Yanran also agreed.

"Yes, how can I doubt him, it's me who is stunned." Xinlingjun shook his head, and his expression returned to normal.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves, and in the distance came a troop of cavalry, all of whom wore armor and shields, and knew at a glance that they were well trained.

A man in armor, holding the reins, galloped to the front of the camp, turned over and dismounted, and walked quickly to Xinlingjun.

"The last general Ji Huan is late, please confess the general!." The visitor knelt on one knee and saluted.

Although Xinlingjun has lived in Zhao for many years, he is still the general who led them to victory in their hearts.

"Ji Huan, why did you come here?" Xin Lingjun asked Ji Huan, quite surprised by this matter.

"The last general received a secret report that an assassin wanted to assassinate the general in Guannan Mountain, and he specially led troops to protect the general!" Ji Huan arched his hand.

When Ji Yanran heard this, her face changed slightly, she had already seen the clues, this series of events was too coincidental, I was afraid that it would be......

The majestic palace wall stands above the inner city, and the palace wall is more than three feet high and four feet wide. At this time, even though it was also a late night vigil, the guards were still meticulous, parading in front of the palace walls to prevent any assassins from infiltrating.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance, and the guard of the city was awakened, and hurriedly raised his torch and looked into the distance, and saw a chariot coming towards it.

When the chariot came to a stop, a man in a loose robe stepped down and handed the token to the defenders.

The soldier took the token and looked at it, his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he hurriedly put down the token, respectfully presented it, and let him go.

Coming to the inner courtyard, the gorgeous palaces and the palace are particularly gorgeous against the backdrop of the lights.

When I came to the Mingluan Palace, a feminine man in a purple robe was sitting in the arms of a man in a royal robe.

"Chen Yu Boyu has seen the king, Long Yang Jun!" The man bowed.

"Doctor Shang is here for an important matter?" Wei Wangyu asked.

"According to the report from the shadowless secret agent, the Huozi Battalion stationed outside the city left the camp without authorization on the pretext of patrol and went to the area of Guannan Mountain, and now Xinlingjun is in Guannan Mountain."

When Wei Wangyu heard this, his face was cloudy, and he said angrily: "You want the widow to believe that it is Xinling Jun who has privately transferred the soldiers!" ”

Throwing the jade cup in front of the case straight at Yu Boyu, the jade shards splashed on his cheeks, and a wisp of bright red flowed out.

"The minister doesn't dare, but the minister is in charge for the king without a shadow, so naturally he can't ignore such things, how dare he hide it." Yu Boyu bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Humph!" Wei Wangyu's anger decreased slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't spread this matter, you give me a good life to keep an eye on, and if there is any news, tell the widow at any time." ”

"The ministers will be loyal to the king with all their hearts." Lu Boyu respectfully agreed.

"Stand down." A soft voice rang out.

That handsome face looked more and more charming in the dim candlelight.

Lu Boyu withdrew from the palace, and the blood slowly slid down his face, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

The seeds of doubt have been planted, and no matter how much they deny it, there will be a day when the rift will be revealed, and it depends on who can't help it first.