Chapter 432: Killer Narcissus (1)
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The figure that jumped out turned out to be Sikong Xing, the core disciple of the Flowing Shadow Sect, he glanced around, and when the iron plate was closed again, Ling Xu, who was already indescribably fast, jumped out of the small courtyard from another direction, and disappeared into the night.
In the shadow of the side of the courtyard, Ling Hu Jue slowly stepped out, looking at the direction in which Sikong Xing had disappeared, and there were countless questions lingering in his heart: How could he appear here? What is the relationship between him and Narcissus? Ling Hu Jue secretly fussing, thinking of Shangguan Ruoyu of the Flowing Shadow Sect, and then thinking of Sikong Xing just now, he once again felt the intricate relationship between the major forces.
Ling Hu Jue hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up, turned around and jumped towards the southeast.
Not long after his figure disappeared, in the darkness, a slender figure swept over, so light and silently landed in the small courtyard.
The jade hand gently held the slightly messy sideburns, revealing a beautiful face that was not a narcissus, so who could it be? She looked at the small courtyard for a while, and in the silence, she lowered the two rows of thick and slightly curly eyelashes, and jumped up again, leaving only a slightly sad sigh.
Linghu Jue naturally didn't know that if he left a little later, he would be able to meet Narcissus. At this time, he was crouching on the roof of a pavilion, staring at a huge building a hundred zhang away, which, according to his inquiry a few days ago, was the temporary residence of Marshal Mitsui.
The house is really huge, the roof is built in the shape of a diagonal hook, the eaves are hanging corners, and more than a dozen pavilions with a slightly lower line extend backwards on two sides, and the continuous fine houses and houses are faintly visible. Sixteen wide bluestone steps stretched up, and a pair of hideous stone tigers sat on both sides, at the front of the stone tigers. Two rows of brightly armored soldiers lined up opposite each other. There is such a majestic and gloomy tone.
Carefully. Ling Hu Jue looked around again, and there was not a single ghost on the street, and it was as silent as death. It's time. He bit his lower lip, put his hand into his chest, took out the jade talisman he had prepared long ago and pinched it in his hand, and while his spiritual power invaded, he silently recited a series of strange runes in an extremely slight voice.
He was the first to learn the inside story. I understood the Night Elf Empress's intention in sending the Dark Knight. While admiring the Night Elf Empress's scheming, he also had a lot of changes in his impression of her, and made this gratitude clear to the Night Charm.
A yellow, faint glow appeared at the corner of the street, attracting the attention of the guards. As they formed a formation, a rush of footsteps rushed from the alley on the left, a patrol of about thirty people.
The short and fat general didn't ask, but his heart couldn't help jumping at a glance, and the pale yellow mist had jumped out of the shadow of a building. A skeletal horse in white and a knight in black armor. This qiΔ, as if it could only appear in legends, was alive in his pupils.
All the soldiers were in a daze full of confusion and horror, and one of them was obviously frightened, and the bayonet in his hand fell to the ground, and the crisp sound of "bang" seemed to be a signal.
The devil-like shadow began to flicker, like a Shura who was obsessed with demons, so weird, and so deep and faint galloping in. It is said that the light ride is not because it is slow, but because it is not because the sound of hooves cannot be heard.
The short and fat general standing at the front panicked, he subconsciously wanted to call, but a sharp shadow slipped deep in his pupils, and he felt a cold neck, and the spirit of the whole person was attracted by something in an instant, and his consciousness instantly turned into nothing.
In the pitiful short period of time, more than a dozen soldiers in the front row were lying on the ground, and the sonorous sound of the blades waking up the remaining soldiers in horror, and the sound of wolf howling instantly tore through the silence of the night.
But before the voice could be lengthened, a flash of lightning-like cold light appeared, and the scream turned into an infarct and swallowed in the throat that was spraying blood.
Streams of white gas rose from the corpse that had not yet cooled, and the illusion of curling into the soul fire eyes of the skeleton horse, the dark knights who had not received the instructions for Ling Hu Jue to continue the attack were lined up again in a figure of eight, and the cold momentum, combined with the corpse on the ground, made Ling Hu Jue, who was staring in the dark, also slowly rise from the bottom of his heart A depression rose, as if he saw such a pictureββββββ
βββββ dry bones, broken swords, rusty helmets, broken spears, and thousands of miles of wild graves, as well as the bleak evening light and the crying black crows, the earth was covered in the gray shadow of death, and countless unwilling and weeping souls gathered into a gray cloud, and it was this dark knight who slowly stood up in the mist.
Several figures had flown out, but before they landed, they exclaimed in horror and shouted, "Dark Knight." β
Ling Hu Jue looked at it, and the light moon silver robe immediately penetrated the jade talisman and gave the order to attack.
Four skeleton horses suddenly volleyed into the air, four strange long knives slashed down, this knife is very strange, the handle and the blade are as long as the blade, the blade is very thin, the blade is very wide, two feet long, the arc is very large, giving people a very uncoordinated sense of weirdness.
The few powerhouses of the Remnant Moon Clan who had just settled down did not want to retreat, and they couldn't help but flash out one after another, and the screams rang out, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came from all directions, and more than a dozen figures flashed in the pavilion in the courtyard.
These people came very quickly, and several of them were women. The robes, embroidered with various floral motifs, indicate their identity.
Seeing that the purpose of coming here had been achieved, Ling Hu Jue once again conveyed the order to the jade talisman: "Strike back with all your strength, retreat." β
The four dark knights who were originally entangled with the powerhouse of the Remnant Moon Clan retreated in an instant, twelve skeleton horses lined up, twelve strange long knives waved at the same time, and Sen Sen's sword condensed into a huge arc in an instant, and the void cleaved. The air swayed abruptly, and in a deafening humming echo, the sound waves became huge ripples and pushed outward, as if the gravity increased a thousand times at once.
The figures leaping in the air suddenly separated and jumped backwards, and the faces of the previous powerhouses of the Remnant Moon Clan had turned gray in an instant, and all kinds of heavenly paths merged into a silver seamless net and rushed up towards the arc of the sword!
Time seemed to stop, no, it was the falling arc of the knife that stagnated in the air, and the strange stagnation lasted for a second, and a huge skull appeared in the arc. The blade is hidden in the skull. The arc of the knife is like a mountain in the shadows. Then disappear.
It didn't seem to have changed much, but the few powerhouses of the Remnant Moon Clan who were attacked head-on by the sword arc actually snorted at the same time, their faces were distorted, their eyes were prominent, and they spewed out a canopy of blood mist like a powerful ghost corpse, two of them were obviously not alive, their facial features were bleeding, and they fell to the ground and convulsed.
"Evil spirit!" a strong man of the flower clan lost his face. He shouted in horror. And the others did not dare to rush in, and gradually surrounded them on guard, all kinds of blades flashed with cold light, heavy breathing, nervous expressions, and slightly trembling hands, converging into a gloomy atmosphere, with sharpness, brutality and a strong smell of blood......
The Dark Knight, however, turned around as if he hadn't noticed. A fluttering pale yellow halo appeared dozens of feet behind them, and the shadow of the rider flickered. Like the soul seekers who returned to hell, they disappeared into the diffuse halo one by one, and this semi-arc halo was like the mist spit out by a monster in a deep cave, and at this time, it looked so gloomy, and it contained an indescribable fierce aura.
Under the apprehensive and frightened gaze of more than a dozen powerhouses, the Dark Knight disappeared like this, disappearing without hesitation. The audience was as silent as death, silently!
The other patrols arrived, and after glancing at each other, the strong men of all clans put away their swords and jumped towards the courtyard.
Ling Hu Jue, who was on the roof, poked his head out slightly, and he was also shocked by the strength of the Dark Knight, closed his eyes and calmed down for a moment, and then quietly ducked over.
He was convinced that at this moment in the courtyard, the strong people of all ethnic groups were gathering together to discuss countermeasures, which was a good opportunity for him to use the "Great Eagle Eye Technique" to eavesdrop.
This is his plan, using the Dark Knight to determine where and how many powerful people of each race live for the next assassination.
Taking advantage of the chaos, he easily touched the huge building, avoiding the patrolling line of defense, and clinging to a dead corner from the side eaves corner. Gather the wisdom and cover the "Great Eagle Eye Technique", with the improvement of his realm, the scope of the Great Eagle Eye Technique is becoming more and more extensive, and the time is getting longer and longer.
Soon, he found his target, and now he was speaking in a low and calm tone: "...... Ladies and gentlemen, in my opinion, the Dark Knight you have seen may also be a ghost who makes the fox unique, according to the Ghost King of the Blood Clan, that the fox has a law that can simulate the shape and change the scene. β
A light cough sounded, this is a delicate but questioning voice: "Your Excellency, what law can simulate the magical power "evil spirit" of the dark clan, so that the five knight-level powerhouses are killed and injured twice?"
"This ββββββ" was a low, calm tone, and it was obvious that there was no reason to explain it for a while.
An old voice sounded: "Your Excellency Murakami, is there anything else your clan is hiding from us?"
A buzzing noise rang out: "yes, what is it that makes the extinct Dark Clan come out too?"
"You're kidding us. β
The low voice drowned out all the human voices: "Everyone, to be honest, I didn't expect a dark knight to appear. But this seat is sure that it is definitely related to Linghu Jue. β
At this time, Ling Hu Jue already knew that this voice came from the mouth of a strong man named Murakami, and when he heard the name, he knew that it was a member of the Remnant Moon Clan. But as for what identity this Murakami is and what realm he has reached, he doesn't know anything, but he just thinks that this voice is a little familiar, and he should have seen it before.
Just as he was secretly guessing, a rough and mighty tone raised and said: "Your Excellency's explanation is too far-fetched, Ling Hu Jue, my fierce armor clan knows a little bit about it, how can he have something to do with the dark clan?" The delicate and frightened voice sounded again: "I will pass on this matter to the clan, and until I get a reply from the clan, my clan refuses to fight." β
As soon as these words came out, Ling Hujue, who was lying in the shadows, smiled slightly, this result was something he hadn't considered before.
After being silent for a moment, the powerhouse of the Remnant Moon Clan named Murakami said, "In this way, I will reply to you after this investigation is clear." β
The powerhouses of all races in the room fell silent, and the sound of chairs moving sounded. Linghu Jue knew that this would be almost open. So, the direction of the "Great Eagle Eye" was shifted and concentrated on the corridor.
Sure enough, a moment later, several groups of people came out one after another. One group is the flower clan, there are not many people, just six, five women and one man. One group is four men, one old and three young. The grass-colored robes they wore made Ling Hu Jue immediately identify their identities - the Baicao Clan, and the last group was the samurai in full armor, who should have called themselves the powerhouses of the Fierce Armor Clan before.
As soon as these groups of people came out, a figure immediately attracted Ling Hujue's attention, this person turned out to be the Golden Lotus Elder he had seen in the Endless Sea.
Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered, the corners of Ling Hujue's lips were smeared with a sinister aura, and there was no need to choose, he decided to take the flower clan first. As when he came, he cautiously and slowly descended, slowly following the direction of the Flower Clan's travel.
After turning around, I came to a few small houses, and after watching those strong people of the flower clan say goodbye, they entered separately. Hidden among the flowers, Linghu Jue spotted the fine house where Elder Jin Lian lived, and let the "Great Eagle Eye Technique" spread to the past.
The familiar and crisp voice that suddenly sounded in the house really startled him, and it was none other than Narcissus who spoke: "Mother-in-law, what do they say?"
Jin Lian turned out to be the stepmother of Narcissus. Ling Hujue's expression was first stunned, then confused, and gradually he calmed down. Narcissus, Jasmine, these killers in the name of flowers, the Heavenly Dao of cultivation is related to flowers, he should have thought of it a long time ago.
Unexpectedly, the house calmed down, and no longer heard the sound of conversation, but Linghu Jue, who had dealt with Narcissus, knew that they were not talking, but used another secret way - lip language.
It's too much of a coincidence. Ling Hu Jue smiled bitterly, he was relaxed on the surface now, but his heart was also extremely heavy. After thinking about it, he decided to meet Narcissus first and find out what her relationship was with the Flower Clan? To be honest, he still had a little trust in Narcissus, after all, he had also experienced the ordeal of living and dying together.
But how could he meet Narcissus without knowing it? Another problem lay before him. Just as he was racking his brains, the door of the house opened, and a woman with a black veil on her face stepped out and gently closed the door.
Although she couldn't see her appearance clearly, Ling Hu Jue still recognized it at a glance that this woman was Narcissus.
Not in a hurry to leave, Narcissus looked around, and actually walked in the direction of the pavilion where the strong man of the Mengjia clan lived. What did she want to do? Ling Hu Jue was confused, and once again used his disguise technique to follow.
Narcissus began to walk very slowly, looking left and right, and after an alert turn, his speed suddenly increased, but after a few steps faster, he slowed down again. This fast and slow, almost made Ling Hu Jue show his flaws, and while admiring the old skills of Narcissus, the curiosity in his heart was even stronger: What is she going to do? (To be continued)