The wind and snow are nowhere to be found, but it is a secret word.

In the cave in the middle of nowhere, Mr. San, dressed as a scholar, held a pen in his hand and scolded Fang Xuan.

In the darkness behind him, there seemed to be a black shadow flickering, but it was still calm.

"Blizzard Killing Night". The five-character pen, there is really a bleak feeling of wind and snow invading the world and devouring all things.

The pen is sharp, the handwriting is endless, and every stroke hides endless killing opportunities, which makes people daunted and afraid to understand the deep meaning of these five words.

It wasn't until Mr. Three put pen to paper that someone in the dark side spoke up: "Mr. Three, they have entered Meng Po's trap, and the rest of them are also waiting outside the post station." Good news will come tonight. ”

Mr. Three nodded, indicating that he already knew.

After Yu Zhi left Kyoto, Mr. San had already figured out Yu Zhi's route, and at the same time arranged for people to set up an ambush on the road and wait for Yu Zhi's arrival. He has met and fought with Yu Zhi, and he knows Yu Zhi's temperament even more.

"Cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and no one can be spared." Mr. Three said.

Mr. San was still worried in his heart, worried about this operation, and worried about his future.

Li Haomiao said that as long as he did not send a strong man above the six grades of armor piercing, he would not make a move. However, can Li Haomiao's words be believed?

Everyone knows that he has always been an untrustworthy man. I promised not to set foot in Kyoto again, but I haven't come back. Oaths are bullshit to him.

No matter what, this matter cannot be left undone, the words of the king of Chu are orders, and they are the talismans of Yu Zhi.

"There are others in the inn, though." The man in the darkness spoke again.

"Kill them all. What else is there to ask? ”

"I'm afraid I can't kill it."

"Why?"

"The other party is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Mr. Three's brows furrowed. This is all a troublesome matter, even the king of Chu does not dare to touch His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Killing the crown prince, the Great Chu Dynasty will inevitably investigate thoroughly, maybe there is really someone who doesn't want to die, but it's not Mr. Three.

"Only kill Yu Zhi. As for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it is not yet within our reach. ”

"Yes!"

At midnight, Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan in the hall closed their eyes to recuperate, but they maintained a posture that they could shoot at any time.

At this time, the old woman appeared again, holding two bowls of hot soup in her hands, and walked towards Yu Zhi.

"Two young masters, it's cold, don't freeze after drinking the hot soup."

"Mother-in-law, why haven't you slept so late?" Yu Zhi took the hot soup.

The old woman responded: "I'm older, I'm young." It's not just that you can't sleep after a while. ”

Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan both looked at the hot soup in front of them and did not move. I didn't eat the previous meals, why do I still drink this hot soup?

Poison enters through the mouth.

"Old woman, are you alone here?"

"yes. My wife left early, and I was the only one left. ”

"Recently, the world has not been peaceful, and in this wilderness, the old woman has to be careful."

The old woman laughed dryly and said, "The old woman has no money on her, but she is not afraid of bandits." ”

"That's right. The barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes. Yu Zhi said with a smile. However, there are many fierce beasts in the mountains, so the old woman should be careful. ”

The old woman sighed again, "How can a beast have a terrible heart." ”

Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan were stunned at the same time, and listened to the old woman continue: "Two young masters, drink hot soup quickly, it's not good if it's cold." ”

The two glanced at each other, and Yu Zhi also said: "Old woman, you are right, how can a beast have a terrible heart. So, I'm afraid you can't drink this bowl of hot soup. ”

The old woman's obscure eyes stared at Yu Zhi, and Yu Zhi also looked directly at the old woman.

"Childe suspects that the soup is poisonous?"

Yu Zhi didn't say anything, and stared at the old woman directly. This look obviously told the old woman that this soup was poisonous.

Suddenly, the old woman laughed, and a hoarse laugh spread throughout the hall.

At the same time, Yu Zhi felt that the figure of the old woman in front of him began to blur, and a feeling of tiredness enveloped his whole body, and he said in horror: "Poisonous!" ”

"Qinghuan!"

Just as Yu Zhi reminded him, Ye Qinghuan had already fainted on the table without any movement.

The old woman's hoarse laughter was particularly harsh, and she smiled proudly: "Little guy, you think you are careful enough, you don't eat food, don't drink wine, but you don't think that there is a mountain high. Some poisons don't have to come out of the mouth. ”

Yu Zhi looked at the hot soup in front of him violently, and the white smoke rising was poisonous.

He ignored that.

"Yes, you're smart." The old woman praised it, "This is called Meng Po soup, you don't need to drink it, you will die when you smell it." ”

Yu Zhi's eyes were foggy, and his hands were propped up on the edge of the table, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

"It's despicable."

"Huh." In the killer world, "despicable" is a word used to boast about people.

"I didn't expect to take precautions, but I still fell into your way." Yu Zhi said.

The old woman smiled proudly, she liked to see the appearance of people before they died, the appearance of begging for mercy, the appearance of crying, it was much better than the excerpts in Kyoto.

"Remember, my name is Meng Po, and when you arrive at the palace of the king of Hades, don't forget to report my name."

Bang!

Yu Zhi's head slammed on the table and lost his breath.

Meng Po, on the five products of armor piercing, Mr. Three is a killer who is good at using poison. On the rivers and lakes, there are not a few people who were poisoned by him with a bowl of Meng Po soup.

Killing this kid can exchange freedom from Mr. Three, it's worth it. Yi Shihuan, that idiot, can't even clean up this little guy, phew, what kind of killer.

After getting to know Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan, Meng Po turned her head to look at Li Wantong's room, she knew that the old man guarding the door was the tricky person.

......

Outside the inn, the wind and snow make the lights looming.

A group of snow-covered killers lurked in the mountains and forests, and the night was their cover, and so was the snow.

"Why hasn't Meng Po moved yet, and I don't know if she has succeeded?"

"It's best if she can go smoothly and save us a lot of effort. This thief, God, why is it so cold. ”

"Stop talking nonsense. It's better to save some effort and wait for Meng Po to do it, and we will kill it together to warm up our bodies. ”

The killers under the command of Mr. Three gathered here, waiting for Yu to know. When Yu Zhi left Kyoto, this post station was just a wasteland.

Three days, just three days, a huge post station in the wilderness appeared out of thin air, waiting for Yu Zhi.

This is Yu Zhi's grave.

These killers are all for a promise, and Mr. Three promises them freedom. It's enough to drive them crazy.

Meng Po picked up a bowl of hot soup on the table and walked towards the room downstairs.

Meng Po Tang is invincible, and even has a brilliant record of poisoning and killing the powerhouses of the eight grades of the open stele. Of course, that time was also the other party's bad luck, and he drank the whole bowl of Meng Po soup.

"This lord, it's cold, warm up after drinking hot soup."

The same words didn't see Lao Huang answer, only heard bursts of snoring,

"Sleeping so dead, aren't you really afraid of an accident?" Meng Po muttered.

She put down the hot soup and pulled out the dagger from her arms, a hint of cold flashing through her old yellow eyelids!

Suddenly, Lao Huang made a move!

Those old hands dodged the edge of the dagger and ruthlessly forced towards Meng Po's face.

Lao Huang is an alcoholic, and he likes to drink a pot when driving, and he looks confused all day long. But over the years, he has protected Li Wantong, but he has never dropped the chain.

"Master!" Meng Po was frightened, and her steps retreated again and again, this agile skill, it was hard to imagine that this was displayed by an old woman.