Chapter 180

There was that feeling of pain in his head again, and it was clear that Zero had entered a state of auxiliary combat.

At the same time, he also said that the enemy this time is very dangerous.

According to Zero's prompt, Zhuang Yisheng quickly hid behind a mulberry tree, and the cicada clenched his hands.

Only then did he look over, and saw a figure staggering in the distance.

"It's him!"

The person who came was not the next person, it was Qin Xiaolai.

He was caught in pursuit, and the masters in the capital poured into the nest, and now he was seriously injured.

He dragged his legs and walked over, gasping for breath with one step, and blood flowed all over the ground.

It is no longer possible for him to escape the encirclement he is today.

But why are you here?

Zhuang Yisheng gritted his teeth and wondered if he could talk to him. In an instant, he dispelled this thought.

Qin Xiaolai was bent on revenge, his head was already a little unclear, and today he killed Concubine Jing with his own hands, I am afraid that he has fallen into a state of madness.

Knowing that death is inevitable, he is even more unscrupulous, and it is not something that cannot be done to drag himself to hell before he dies.

Xiaozhuang, you can't take risks.

Zhuang Yisheng secretly prayed in his heart, the other party must not go this way, and then hurried back to the carriage himself, as for whether Qin Xiaolai lived or died, it had nothing to do with him.

But the sky is not popular, Qin Xiaolai staggered step by step, but walked here step by step.

Zhuang Yisheng raised his sword.

Sword of Silence.

The mystery of the sword of silence is not fast, it is slow, the slower the sword, the better, restrain its own breath, and kill with one sword.

Zhuang Yisheng didn't want to kill people, and he didn't dare to fight a master in the spirit refining stage at all.

Just use the sword of silence to restrain your breath and hide yourself.

The cicada passed through the branches, frozen in the air like a lifeless branch.

The body is on high alert, and the muscles are in a state of overload.

Zhuang Yisheng's understanding of the Sword of Tranquility deepened.

Qin Xiaolai's legs didn't know what was going on, so he walked this way, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and gasped for breath.

He didn't know that there was another person behind the tree at this moment, and he didn't know that there was a delicate sword in the quiet branch.

Zhuang Yisheng is going crazy now.

The body's ultra-extreme operation, even if the breathing is heavier, will expose its existence.

When a tiger is seriously injured, it is also the most dangerous.

And in the face of a wounded tiger, once he is discovered, he will be cold with a sword.

What to do, just kill him.

Zhuang Yisheng decided to take out the sword, holding the sword in both hands, and passed it little by little, no faster than the speed of an ant crawling.

In the dark night, the wind rustled through the branches, and a sharp blade wriggled like a poisonous snake, getting closer and closer to Qin Xiaolai.

Qin Xiaolai's body was getting colder and colder, which was due to too much blood loss. He leaned against the tree, gasping for air.

The first time I met Alain was in this mulberry forest. At that time, he was a poor student of Tai Academy, and his life was a little difficult, so he helped the silkworm merchant keep accounts and earn some silver.

When the mulberry leaves are in full bloom, there are many young girls here. The teenagers who came and went here drank and fought against each other, but quietly looked at the girls in the forest, and the girls also peeked at the proud teenagers in the spring breeze.

At that time, I was wearing blue cloth clothes, and when I passed by here, I was always a little ashamed of myself.

There is no doubt that Alain was one of the brightest in the forest at the time.

It is my blessing to meet her.

But this woman died under her own sword.

Thinking of this, Qin Xiao retched for a while, as if he wanted to vomit out his heart.

It hurts so much.

In comparison, the constant bleeding from the wound is really nothing.

Twenty years later, Alain became a woman high in the palace, and she became an avenger in the night.

It's not a human or a ghost.

What did I do wrong, and why did I have to go through this?

He was still wishing for a sword that could pierce his heart and stop him from being in such pain.

Behind him, a sword crept closer, clinging to his clothes.

Then, go back in.

With a tear, it seemed as if something was shattering.

Qin Xiaolai's eyes widened, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, as if in the dark, the girl who was picking mulberry walked towards him with a smile.

"Alain ......"

Before he died, he whispered the name, which had been repeated countless times.

Zhuang Yisheng was so frightened that his soul was about to fly, he stabbed out with a sword, and immediately stayed away after pulling it out, not daring to stay longer for a moment.

Qin Xiaolai leaned against the big tree, but he didn't fall, he still had a smile on his face, and just said goodbye to this world that turned people into ghosts.

Let's say that Zhang Gou also participated in this hunt - a foreign envoy like him did not have to participate. But no one knows the name of Nanyan Detective, and everyone agrees on him:

I can't do this without you.

With the temperament of Zhang Hook, it is natural that he does not contribute to the work. What are you kidding, in the face of a master in the spirit refining stage, you think your life is too long.

He left the army and quietly came to this mulberry forest. I thought to myself, no matter how fierce the assassin was, he wouldn't have escaped here.

After all, it's close to the city gates.

Zhang Gou secretly praised his plan.

I'm just so clever.

He wandered through the woods with his knife in his hand, trying to find a sheltered place to hide from the wind and survive the night.

Suddenly, there was a pungent smell of blood, and Zhang Gou raised his head sharply, and saw a mulberry tree, the gray-clothed assassin looked at him, with a strange smile on his face.

The crotch of the hooked pants was wet on the spot.

It's horrible.

"Ahh

He screamed and raised his knife, and suddenly a tree root tripped over him, and his whole body pounced.

It's some kind of kung fu that harnesses things in the air!

Zhang Gou was frightened and slashed with a knife.

"Ahhh

With a pop, Qin Xiaolai's body fell on top of him. Zhang Gou screamed, holding a knife and poking indiscriminately.

"Detective Zhang, Detective Zhang, what's going on......"

Li Fang and the others followed the sound and rushed over, and Zhang Gou turned back suddenly, his face covered with blood.

Everyone almost fainted as if they had seen a ghost.

Finally stabilized his nerves, and hurriedly surrounded him, only to see that on the ground, Qin Xiaolai's body had been chopped up.

"Detective Zhang, he was the ...... you killed" Li Fang's eyes straightened.

"Hmm...... Yes. Zhang Gou gasped, and now he saw that everyone was coming, and he gradually calmed down:

"I briefly talked to him. ”

Everyone gasped, where is this past hand, it is simply Detective Zhang who has exploded the assassin.

The assassin was now covered in wounds, stab wounds and blood. And Detective Zhang was unscathed.

This is a master of the spirit refining stage, how many masters Donglu has sent to surround and kill, but in front of Detective Zhang, he feels like an assassin is like a dead man.

Everyone unconsciously distanced themselves from Detective Zhang.

"Detective Zhang......" Li Fang said boldly, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Huh?"

"How strong are you?"