There is no description of Zhichen and Shang's assassination in [Concubine Favor], Ye Zhi believed him by feeling, during Emperor Jingping's early years on the throne, in order to eliminate dissidents, he did kill many courtiers, and there must have been many assassins in recent years, but they were stopped by the masters of Ouchi one by one.

She confirmed again: "Zhichen, can you take Ming Yan away with light skills?" I have the plum gun in my hand, and I can resist for a moment. ”

Just in case, as soon as she entered the city, Ye Zhi went with Ming Yan to buy a plum blossom gun and put it in the inn.

Zhichen stared at the woman with deep eyes: "Yes, but, if we leave, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get out......"

"Cannon fodder died from talking too much, you will treat Ming Yan well in the future, I will go first." After she left a sentence, she raised her eyebrows, held a plum blossom gun, rushed out of the door, and fought with a gun.

Dozens of horsemen were not all dispatched, but half of them fought against the short man in black with a spear.

The crisp sound of swords and guns striking was especially loud in this silent dark night.

Qin Yin watched the battle in the dark, and did not shoot directly, he thought that half of the anti-cavalry had been lifted to the high-clothed man, but unexpectedly, the anti-cavalry was defeated one after another, and was injured by the plum blossom gun successively, this short and sturdy thief had two brushes, he was angry, pulled out the sword in his hand and flew up, and fought with the short-handed-man in black.

Ye Zhi's light skills are not weak, coupled with her marksmanship, she actually won a good job in the seizure and cavalry, and she fought well, and her rival actually made a move, okay, the new hatred and old grudges are counted together, this Qin Yin must have said a lot of bad things about her in front of the little traitor on weekdays, her pupils suddenly constricted, and she volleyed back to the horse pistol and stabbed the person in the abdomen, but unfortunately, she was dodged.

In this case, we must not be soft.

The people of the Detective Factory are killing people like hemp, and showing mercy to them is undoubtedly hastening their own death!

The sharp glaive knife slashed at Ye Zhi mercilessly, she narrowly avoided it, because of the variety of clothes she was wearing, and her height was not as tall as any man on the spot, she looked relatively short and strong.

During the fight, she saw the monk leaving with Ming Yan, who was also dressed in black, she was afraid that Peng Ran and Guo Hao would go to stop her, so she turned up the man's voice and said: "You are not the opponent of the master, and the two people standing behind are on the same page, so that the master will not be happy." ”

Peng Ran and Guo Hao's faces sank at the same time, where can they bear it, they will ......

Zhichen over there dealt with the remaining small number of people, much easier, seized the opportunity, and left with Ming Yan with light skills, and the cavalry in the flying fish suit behind him chased after him.

Just when you are about to get out of the encircled circle!

A cold and beautiful woman, shot as fast as lightning, hit him on the shoulder with a heavy palm, and the two fell in the courtyard, and then, a Qingfeng soft sword, attached to Zhichen's neck, the slightest movement, will cut through his skin, blood splattered on the spot.

Ming Yan, who fell to the ground, recognized it as Ling Que through the black veil on her face, knowing that she knew herself, she didn't dare to speak on the spot, nor did she dare to make a move, so she stayed in place in a daze, what can I do? ?

And that's not all.

A young man dressed in crimson dark embroidered Qiankun Sheji, who looked like a Zhilan jade tree, slowly flew down from the eaves, his posture was tall and handsome, and his body was covered with a layer of frost.

Ming Yan's whole body trembled involuntarily.

Aunt, aunt, aunt are here......

She glanced at the young lady who was fighting desperately......

(End of chapter)