Chapter Seventy-Three: Alone in the Enemy Camp
Jiangcheng Wangcheng, night
Huang Lingfeng watched Yang Qian, accompanied by several palace maids, leave the palace, turn around and leave.
How can there be a feeling of "giving a woman to others as a plaything to endure humiliation"? Tsk, fortunately, that guy is not his own woman, uh, not his own man.
Xu Xingcai's residence was arranged in the palace by Huang Lingfeng, and he didn't care about any "reputation" at this time, there were only three people on his side, or SS+ difficulty, God knows what danger there is, it's good not to sleep together.
After settling Xu Xingcai and giving her something by the way, Huang Lingfeng, accompanied by two guards, returned to his dormitory, and was also a little irritable along the way.
Unifying the Jin Kingdom, although one year in the secret realm is equal to the first day outside, but before breaking through, it is necessary to stay for 1 year, which...
Huang Lingfeng has actually roughly thought of the established strategy and policy, first win over some useful people or forces, and gain a foothold.
Or else? Kill through? The concubine can't do it.
Seeing the guards open the door of the dormitory, Huang Lingfeng accepted his mood, the Zhi family didn't move himself, it is not difficult to understand, he just wants to "be famous", and the reputation of killing the master is always not good.
But... What about the Bank of China and Fan? If they were them, what would happen when they saw the Zhao clan go to ask for reinforcements?
It's simple, just let the reinforcements not come, or...
Huang Lingfeng glanced at the two guards who were holding knives in one hand, and sneered, or, let the "teacher be famous" can't do it, and even "blame" the Zhi clan for "killing the master".
Thinking of this, he stopped abruptly, only to see two blades slashing down against the moonlight in front of him.
Huang Lingfeng flipped it with one hand, and the Qingyu Sword leaped into his palm.
When the Qingyu Sword is 1 to many, it has a large attack sensitivity bonus, although it also greatly reduces defense, but it is not a problem at present.
Huang Lingfeng pointed with one hand, and under the strengthening of Wei Wu's whip, his body was as agile as a swallow, and he opened a knife with his backhand, and the sword light swallowed, directly beheading a guard.
The other guard did not retreat, but advanced, and the long knife slashed at him with the sound of breaking through the air.
Huang Lingfeng raised his delusional eyes and looked around, in the huge front yard of the dormitory, there was no one else except these two guards, this Jiangcheng Royal City was infiltrated enough.
Fortunately, the set 2 effect of the Seven Star Sword and the Green Sword made the side effects of Wei Wu's whip much smaller, and Huang Lingfeng used it now, and he was much more wanton.
With a "bell", Huang Lingfeng raised his eyebrows and took three steps back, this assassin is not simple.
SS+, how to do it without encountering a fatal crisis, Huang Lingfeng is used to it.
Seeing that the assassin's figure disappeared in an instant, Huang Lingfeng raised his sword on his back, blocked three swords in a row, and then turned around and kicked back, and after being avoided by the assassin, he stomped on the momentum, and his toes picked up the broken bluestone and shot out.
The Assassin panicked for a moment, slashing and slashing, and finally barely crumbled the rubble.
Huang Lingfeng sneered, "Who sent you?" ”
Seeing that the assassin didn't mean to talk, Huang Lingfeng didn't care, "Fan? Or Zhongxing's? Or... Handan's? ”
The assassin's eyes lit up, and he took the knife up, Huang Lingfeng's hand flipped, and the seven-star knife [stealth] was activated, and his figure gradually disappeared.
The assassin's forward pace stopped instantly, and he hurriedly looked around, and did not forget to say something mocking, "It is worthy of the Ji family, there are some means, but I underestimated you." ”
Huang Lingfeng didn't speak, after all, the other party has level 3 strength, if he gives himself a knife through what "listening to the voice and distinguishing the position", the gain outweighs the loss.
He cautiously approached, took a closer look, and then poked out a gravel with his fingers, causing the assassin to turn around sharply and take the opportunity to stab with the seven-star knife.
The assassin seemed to have expected it, and with a bow and a shrinkage of his back, he jumped ten meters away, turned to look at Huang Lingfeng, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Hey, carving insect trick, you think I didn't defend myself? Naive. ”
Huang Lingfeng shook his head, "I see that you have a lot of words, tell me, who sent you." Otherwise... There was no chance to speak. ”
The assassin snorted a few times, "The Lord of the Pathless, you dare to speak out, I see that you have run out of tricks, and you should die!" ”
Huang Lingfeng unfolded the sleeves of his robe with a "swish", looked up at the assassin, and the green sword in his hand was shining against the moonlight, "It's time for you to see my Ji family's secret method!" ”
After that, Huang Lingfeng pointed with one hand, Wei Wu waved the whip again in an instant, and in the sound of war drums, he raised his sword high, looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, and the momentum was compelling.
"Sword!"
"Come!"
The assassin was startled, looked at the sword shining under the drums of war, and unconsciously took a step back, his whole body tense while carefully guarding against possible mutations, but...
Nothing happened.
Huang Lingfeng saw the assassin looking at him with a mocking expression, and smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, it's a mistake." One more time. ”
The assassin waved his hand, "Just stall for time, I'll let you..."
"Poof"
A subtle, crisp voice sounded, the head was volleyed into the air, and the blood column soared into the sky.
Xu Xingcai stood behind the assassin with a knife in his hand, his eyes awe-inspiring and murderous.
Huang Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, put away his sword, and wiped his nose, "If you don't come again, I won't be able to carry it, this product is level 3." ”
Xu Xingcai returned the Mitian cloak to him, and asked curiously: "Senior, is your natal heroic spirit Zhuge Wuhou?" How do you know there's something wrong with these two guards? And give me this thing to use in advance? ”
Huang Lingfeng paced in front of the assassin's head and shrugged his shoulders, "How can there be so many unpredictable prophets, it's just... Respect for SS+, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years. ”
"It turns out that it was useful for me to give you the cloak in advance. Otherwise, even if I call you over in a group chat, we won't be able to get him for a while. ”
With that, he crouched down and stared at the guard, and soon reached out and tore off a face as thin as a cicada's wing, but the assassin himself was a woman.
Huang Lingfeng blinked, "The secret realm is only based on certain facts and legends, and it has its own set of rules and settings. It seems..."
He shook the skin of his hand, "This place is not as low-martial as the Spring and Autumn Period in the history of our Great Wei. ”
Xu Xingcai frowned, groped around the corpse for a while, and found nothing except a small woodpipe.
"Sure enough, it's impossible for an assassin to bring something related to identity, huh? This woodwind seems to be able to be used to change its voice, no wonder. ”
Huang Lingfeng fiddled with the cicada wings in his hand, and found that this thing actually had a bit of a "disguise technique" effect, and he couldn't help but be happy.
Seeing Xu Xingcai's curiosity, he smiled, "Actually, it's easy to guess, the Zhi clan is in the city right now, and they need my seal, is it necessary?" ”
"If I die now, the Zhi clan may become the mastermind of the assassins, and no one will stamp them, and the Zhi clan and others may temporarily stop helping the Zhao clan for the sake of their own innocence."
"This kind of thing, it depends on who benefits the most."
Xu Xingcai nodded suddenly, "In this way, it should be the Fan clan and the Zhongxing clan." ”
Huang Lingfeng smiled and squinted, but he didn't speak, he still didn't say a word.
This is the thinking of normal people, so is it possible to do the opposite?
So... The four Zhi families, the Fan family, the Bank of China and other two, are all suspicious, or...
One year, heh, the first day was so lively, this secret realm is not easy to deal with.
"Xingcai, do you dare to play something exciting?"
The next day, the Jiangcheng Royal City set off a shocking wave
"The monarch is the king, Ji Wu, assassinated, seriously injured and not awake."
Jiangcheng, annex
Zhishen, Wei Luxury, and Han Buxin gathered together, with different complexions.
Zhishen stared at the other two for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Fan's, Zhongxing's? ”
Wei Yu patted his stomach and said angrily, "It's not me." ”
Han Buxin shook his head, looking embarrassed, "Brother Zhi, you know, our Han clan..."
Zhishen snorted coldly, the Han clan has the smallest territory, and there are not many capable people under him, so he doesn't care much, "In this way, the Fan family and the Bank of China reacted quite quickly." ”
After Wei Yu looked around, he whispered, "Brother Zhi, then let's wait?" In case the monarch is within three days..."
Zhishen was also quite helpless, "You don't know, that seal, only the Ji family can use it, otherwise for so many years, why should we keep Ji Wu, he is a stubborn character..."
Han Buxin thought about it, and a smile appeared on the face of the sharp-beaked monkey, "I think there will be no problems in the next two days." ”
Wei Hao turned his head to look, frowned and asked, "Why?" ”
Han Buxin glanced at Zhishen and saw him nodding before he spoke, "Because Ji Wu is not dead." And you and I are here. ”
Wei Yu pondered for a long time, and then nodded uncertainly.
"That's right, if we hit it, we'll probably have to work hard to clear the suspicion. But I didn't hit... We must take strict precautions to avoid being framed. ”
"If the other party is a smart person, they will not continue to invest manpower at this time."
Zhishen nodded, "But... Oh, it is not excluded that Ji Wu directed and acted by himself. ”
Wei Yu and Han Buxin were stunned at the same time, and then nodded again and again, "Reasonable, then now... What to do? ”
Zhishen sneered and clapped his hands, "Come out and meet the guest." ”
Yang Qian was like a puppet without a soul, her expression was blank, and her steps walked out mechanically, until Zhishen clapped her hands three more times, and she suddenly came back to her senses and regained her spirituality.
"Qian'er has met the two heads of the house."
Wei Hao and Han Buxin glanced at each other and nodded suddenly, "Yes, you will find out after a look." ”
Jiangcheng, Wangcheng
Huang Lingfeng was lying in the dormitory, "dying", several palace maids changed his medicine, and Shi Shiran withdrew.
Not long after, a guard shouted: "Concubine Qian is here~~~~"
Huang Lingfeng's brows tightened, Yang Qian? Didn't he go to Zhishen then? What are you doing back? Why didn't you notify yourself in advance of the group chat?
Seeing that Yang Qian waved away the subordinate dignified and gently, and turned around to close the door, Huang Lingfeng raised his eyebrows and was on guard.
Looking at his movements a little wooden again, his expression was sluggish, Huang Lingfeng's heart sank, the road was one foot high, and the demon was one foot high, this pseudo-mother kept saying that there was a way to deal with mental control, it seemed...
Suddenly, Yang Qian spread out her hands, and the two delicate daggers flashed with cold light, and she held them in her palms.
Huang Lingfeng lifted the silk quilt, got up, expressionless, and said in a cold voice: "Don't pretend if you don't get hit, otherwise I can do it." ”
Yang Qian sighed and put the dagger away, "Cut, it's not scared, it's boring." How can you see it? ”
Huang Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, looking a little embarrassed, "I, just say it casually." ”
The two glanced at each other, "poof" laughed, the special bonus in each other's eyes, the loyalty bar, are all 100, to put it bluntly, the united front.
Yang Qian casually found a place to sit down and shook her legs, "At least it wasn't Zhishen who did it." What about Sister Xingcai? ”
Huang Lingfeng smiled, "Just like you, I went into the enemy camp alone." ”
Yang Qian's eyes rolled, and she suddenly made a move like electricity, tearing off the thin skin on Huang Lingfeng's face, "Heh, man." ”
Xu Xingcai took off the woodpipe that disguised his voice, took back the dough, and looked excited.
"I was supposed to go, he said I was a girl... Female general, not suitable. ”
Yang Qian rolled her eyes and didn't speak.
Do you believe a man's words? He thinks you're stupid, I'm afraid you'll mess up, my tiger idiot little sister.