In the courtyard of a large mansion, in a remote house, in the dim light, an old man with white hair sat on a chair, closed his eyes and rested.

Suddenly he opened his eyes as the door was pushed open.

It was a man in a green robe with a thin face, who looked to be in his early thirties. The black hair tied casually with a red belt on the blue forehead looks very casual.

It's just that the deep scars on his face make his whole person look a little hideous.

There is a faint anger between the eyebrows, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

"You're looking for me to kill someone." The man walked up to the old man and said in a cold tone.

"Go and kill Wei Ying."

The old man was still calm, without any change in his expression, but in the old voice, there was a tone of command that could not be refused.

A hint of anger appeared on the man's face, but it quickly dissipated.

On the edge of the small lake outside the village, a beautiful woman snuggled in the man's arms, her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, as if she was pregnant.

"I don't want you to kill people." The woman whispered, her eyes filled with concern.

A hint of softness appeared on the face of the man in green clothes, and he stroked the woman's cheek and shook his head gently.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, wait for me to come back." The man said with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness and love.

His palm covered the woman's bulging lower abdomen, and a trace of warmth soaked into his heart.

This is his child, he wants to pass on all his love to him, and he will protect this child with all his strength.

The man's gaze hardened.

The night was dark, the cool breeze was blowing, the shadows of the trees were swaying, there were occasionally a few insect chirps, and the cold night breeze carried a hint of chill.

The mansion is brightly lit and full of people. As a noble family, servants and guards are naturally indispensable in the mansion.

A man dressed in black hid in the path of the mansion, shuttling through the courtyard, stopping from time to time, as if he was observing something.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he saw something. He moved slightly, approaching a corner.

Two patrol guards passed by, and the man's eyes lit up, and the sword in his hand was swung violently.

Blood splattered, and the two guards fell in response, unable to scream.

The man carried a bloodied sword and left in the other direction.

It's like a ghost floating in this silent night, constantly harvesting life.

I don't know how long it took, but when the last patrol guard also died under the man's sword, the man slowly walked out of the corner and wiped the bloodstained sword.

He then made his way towards another courtyard, where he stopped in front of a vermilion-carved door and gently pushed it open.

Although the furnishings in the house are not luxurious, the furnishings in every place are extremely elegant, simple but elegant.

The air is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, which makes people smell refreshing.

In the main seat of the room sat a slender man, dressed in an ink-colored robe, with a handsome face, holding an ink scroll in his hand, his eyes downcast, and he was focused on it, as if he had not even noticed that the door had been pushed open.

It wasn't until the man in black stepped into the door and pulled the long sword out of his sheath that the people in the room slowly raised their heads and glanced at the person: "Who are you?" Do you know the consequences of breaking into here? ”

"I've killed all of your people."

The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth hooked slightly, pulling out a hint of a smile, the long sword in his hand was pulled again, and the silver-white sword light reflected by the blade reflected on his face, adding a sense of coldness.

"I'm just here to take your life." As the man in black spoke, the man had already come to the man and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword was as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, and in an instant, it had penetrated the chest of the man in the ink-colored robe.

A stream of red blood spurted out, and the man in the ink-colored robe covered his chest, looking at the man in black with shocked eyes, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his body fell back softly, falling to the ground with a thud.

One hit kills, clean and clean.

……

The next day, the news that Wei Ying, the general of Wei Longxiang, was assassinated spread throughout the Wei government. A huge wave suddenly set off in the Wei Kingdom, and everyone couldn't believe that this matter was true.

Wei Ying's identity is extraordinary, not only the general of Wei, but also the clan of Wei, with a respected status, in charge of the power of Hedong soldiers and horses, and is one of the military and political cores of the entire Wei State.

In the hall of King Wei City, there was solemnity. Hundreds of civil and military officials gathered, with a deep sad expression on their faces.

Wei Wangyu sat on the king, his face was pale, and his eyes were cold and he looked at the ministers below.

"Do you know who did the poison? How dare you be so unscrupulous? King Wei asked sharply with a gloomy face.

When the ministers heard this, "Look at me, I look at you," but no one stood up and answered.

"No one dares to take this stubble in the big court?" King Wei's voice suddenly rose, and his eyes burst out with terrifying power.

"General Wei Ying previously conquered Qin, took the Tao County of Qin, and made great achievements, but now he was assassinated, and the ministers thought that it was done by Qin assassins. There are also rumors that ......"

An official said tremblingly, and looked at the man at the head of the ministers on the right, that person was the Xinling Jun who had defeated the Qin State in the first battle outside the river, recovered the lost territory in the eastern part of the country, and was worshiped as the prime minister.

Xin Lingjun's face was calm and he didn't speak, he just stood quietly, waiting for everyone to speak.

"Bold!" Wei Wangyu slapped the armrest of the throne and shouted.

The ministers were silent one by one, lowering their heads and not daring to make any more noise, which also set the tone for this matter.

"Dasikong, what do you think?" King Wei looked at the old man at the bottom and asked.

"Your Majesty, as far as the ministers know, there is an assassination organization in the Qin State that is a net, and the ministers of the humerus of the six countries are all on their assassination list, and Wei Sikong and Xinling Jun are both important ministers in our Wei army. The minister thought that the Qin people must have taken the opportunity to take revenge. ”

"Doctor, is it true? Could it be that I, Wei Guozhen, have been mixed up with spies? King Wei's eyes flickered, and he asked in a deep voice.

"As far as the minister knows, there is indeed an organization called a net." Yan Boyu came out of the queue and said with his hand.

"In any case, within a month, the murderer must be found." King Wei's voice was low and his tone was solemn.

"In addition, Zuo Zhu, the commander of the Supplementary Forbidden Army, is General Zhenwu and is in charge of the Hedong Army." King Wei looked at the ministers below and said in a deep voice.

"The minister will live up to the king's command." A tall man bowed and said in a deep voice.

"That's it for today's meeting." After King Wei finished speaking, he got up and left the hall.

The ministers agreed and knelt on the ground one after another to send off the King of Wei.

After the king of Wei left, all the ministers got up one after another and returned to their palaces.

Xin Lingjun didn't say a word, his situation was not good.

The news of his disagreement with Wei Ying had already been rumored in Daliang City, and now that such things have happened, I am afraid that it will cause even greater waves.