The spring breeze caresses the face, the grassland at the foot of the Tiejia Mountain is flat, and the grass grows and the warbler flies, the doe that was driven out of the mountain to be killed is running, but it has never escaped the encirclement of the samurai. Yin Zhiheng, who was dressed in a green brocade robe, smiled coldly, the bow and arrow in his hand were not triggered, and he stared closely at the doe who fled in panic in the encirclement, he wanted to find the best time and the best angle to shoot the pregnant doe to death with an arrow. He has to be ruthless, he has to be fatal with one blow, and now he has plenty of time and the right conditions, so he is not in a hurry to release the arrow.

The running doe conjured up a face in front of Yin Zhiheng's eyes, the face with Yin Quan, and the face with Ximen Yuxue's eyebrows. That's right, that's his eldest brother, Yin Yueheng, the prince of Pingxi, the person who was recently canonized as the prince of Pingxi, the one who was jealous and disdainful of him. As the deer kept changing direction and running, Yin Zhiheng also slowly moved his bow and arrows, constantly adjusting his posture.

Yin Zhiheng looked at the illusioned face, and whispered: "On martial arts, on intelligence, on archery, on open-mindedness, which one of you is as good as me? But the court canonized you as the prince of Pingxi, just because you have a mother who is a concubine, and you were born two months earlier than me." But you can be a son of the world with that alone, do you think I'll be convinced?"

Suddenly, Yin Zhiheng let go of his hand, and a feathered arrow left the string, with the sound of breaking the wind, and crossed a precise arc, hitting the head of the doe, and the running doe fell heavily to the ground, her limbs twitching. More than 100 elite soldiers drew their swords together, raised them high above their heads and waved them, galloping wildly towards the fallen doe, spinning and running on the grassland, cheering in unison: "The second prince is mighty!

The moment the feather arrow came out of the string, the person who was squatting on the big elm tree on the edge of the grassland and staring at Yin Zhiheng also moved. He had already calculated the distance and time, he was only more than 20 zhang away from Yin Zhiheng, and a few ups and bounds could reach Yin Zhiheng's body.

The reason why he chose to shoot at the moment when Yin Zhiheng opened his bow was because intelligence showed that Yin Zhiheng's archery skills were extremely superb, and if he shot when there was an arrow in Yin Zhiheng's hand, he would have to risk being shot. Yin Zhiheng still has at least four or five second- and third-grade masters around him, and in the case of one to many, there is still the possibility of being hit by an arrow, and he doesn't want to take this risk. He is a killer, what he has is patience, there is only one life, whoever is impatient, who dies first.

The killer was wearing green clothes, green shoes, like the color of leaves, he wore green clothes because Yin Zhiheng also liked green clothes, which would make it easier for him to escape later. Of course, he also practiced the Turtle Breath Gong, and he only needed to catch his breath once or twice an hour, so he squatted on the tree and was never discovered by Yin Zhiheng's guards. He is not in a hurry or impatient, he just waits patiently for the opportunity, and when the time comes, he will take action, he is a natural killer. When Yin Zhiheng's feather arrow left the string and shot at the doe, he struck, which was just right.

Yin Zhiheng suddenly felt a cold chill coming from behind him, he turned his head suddenly, his pupils suddenly dilated, a green-clothed masked man who swept over, a silver short spear, Yin Zhiheng had no time to open his bow again, he subconsciously waved the exquisite carved bow in his hand, trying to save himself. The five guards next to Yin Zhiheng immediately felt the surging killing intent, and the five guards turned their heads almost at the same time, and at the same time drew their swords and struck. Five guards, five swordsmen, but still couldn't stop the killer.

The silver short spear passed through no less than five layers of knife curtains, and stabbed steadily at Yin Zhiheng's throat. Yin Zhiheng subconsciously dodged, and subconsciously waved the carved bow in his hand to block the other party, but he was still shot in the shoulder, even if the green brocade robe he was wearing was a layer of soft armor, it was still a splash of blood, Yin Zhiheng screamed, turned over and fell off the horse. The killer of the green-clothed silver spear stabbed Yin Zhiheng with a shot, and it had already landed on the back of the white horse in the Western Regions that Yin Zhiheng was riding.

The five guards roared in unison, and the five Yanling knives slashed together from five angles, and the coordination was seamless. The masked man in green and silver spear, wielding a silver short spear vigorously, the shadow of the spear was heavy, and he took dozens of slashes in an instant, his martial arts were not higher than these guards, he had done his best, and the reason why he was able to take the knives of five people was because he had calculated countless times before. Accurate intelligence and the characteristics of the five people's knife skills are the guarantee that he will take the lead.

The masked man in green and silver spear failed to kill Yin Zhiheng with one blow, so he rode away without any regret. A black-clothed guard jumped off his horse, picked up Yin Zhiheng, who had been shot in the shoulder, and roared hoarsely: "The second prince has been assassinated! Protect the prince! Capture the assassin!" The four swordsmen chased the green-clothed assassin wildly. The elite soldiers who were dancing with knives to celebrate the second prince's shooting of the doe heard the shouts of the guards, turned their heads, and watched the four guards chase the second prince with knives with blank expressions. They haven't figured out what's going on yet.

The killer was dressed in green, which showed his cleverness at this time, in addition to hiding in the trees to have a good concealment effect, he was wearing green clothes and fled on the second prince's BMW in the Western Regions, and those cavalry also mistakenly thought that he was the second prince himself in a green brocade robe, a near-perfect assassination. By the time the cavalry reacted, the green-clothed killer had already ridden the Western Regions BMW, running wildly close to the woods at the foot of the mountain.

The first rain of arrows of the cavalry finally came, but due to the distance, it was already the end of the crossbows. The green-clad killer frantically swung the silver spear in his hand and knocked down the feathered arrows. He was almost exhausted, from assassinating to dodging the encirclement and suppression of those swordsmen, he tried his best, this was the assassination he took the initiative to request, just to let himself get more training in actual combat. Bold, careful, ruthless, and decisive, this is his most basic requirement for himself.

The green-clothed killer was already approaching the edge of the mountain forest, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. At the moment when he breathed a sigh of relief, a barefoot archer suddenly appeared in the mountain forest, with red eyes and black face, and at first glance he was a barbarian. The barbarian archer bent his bow and arrow, and with no delay, an arrow was fired into the throat of the green-clad killer. The feathered arrow burst through the air, dragging a sharp whistle, which was a ringing arrow, also called a ringing arrow.

The green-clothed killer on the horse was caught off guard, but his reaction was fast enough, and he ducked down in a hurry, and luckily dodged the arrow, and as soon as he straightened up, the second arrow was already less than three feet in front of him. The green-clothed killer gritted his teeth and swung his spear, barely pulling off the feather arrow, and his body was also shocked by the powerful qi brought by this arrow. In the process of assassination, he almost ran out of energy.

The third feather arrow arrived, and the green-clothed killer didn't have time to dodge, and he was already powerless to drop this feathered arrow, so he closed his eyes. With a crisp sound, another feather arrow shot out of the forest shot this feather arrow, and both feathered arrows landed at the same time. The arrows in the forest continued to shoot, and the barbarian archers standing barefoot at the edge of the forest suddenly became in a hurry, kept dodging, and shot back into the forest from time to time. The green-clothed killer got his life, rode into the forest, and disappeared. Everything happens in a flash of light.

When the cavalry and four guards of the Pingxi Royal Mansion chased to the edge of the forest, the trace of the green-clothed killer who had run early was gone, several guards dismounted and looked at the hoof prints, and decided not to chase anymore, in the dense forest, there may be two or more people who want to ambush them, the enemy is in the dark, they are in the light, they have no advantage. And if the assassins still have allies, the second prince who has only one person to protect him will die. If that's the case, the prince will definitely behead them all, and then destroy them.

The guards hurriedly retreated with their cavalry, only a little confused about the identity of the barbarian archer. The barbarian archer, who had not succeeded, stared at the blood-red eyes, cursed something that no one could understand, and strode away along the mountain road.

In the dense forest, the green-clothed killer who escaped hundreds of steps abandoned his horse, carried a silver short spear and ran out for dozens of steps, and then crouched behind a tree and calmly listened to the sounds around him. After a while, there was a strange cuckoo call, and the green-clad killer immediately responded, and soon a masked, blue-clad man with a sword and a blue carved bow rushed to the green-clad killer, and the two took off their masked scarves and silently punched each other in the shoulder. The green-clothed silver short spear is gold-in-gold, and the blue-clothed carved bow is Ling Jianfei.

The two of them were silent, and after walking silently along the mountain road for several miles, Ling Jianfei finally spoke: "The task given to us by the prince is complete, let's go all the way south!"

Jin Buchang tore the green clothes on his body, revealing the black clothes inside, and laughed softly: "The road back to the north will definitely be blocked, and Yin Quan will soon judge that it is the people of the guards who came to assassinate Yin Zhiheng according to all kinds of clues, and he will definitely search for him." But he would not have imagined that we had already crossed the mountains and made our way south to return home. The prince's method is really clever!" Jin Buchang paused, and then said, "Lao Ling, thank you for saving me under the arrows of that barbarian archer!"

Ling Jianfei smiled and punched Jin Buchang again, "What do you say? Aren't we comrades? Aren't we brothers? Let's change positions, don't you save me? Besides, we have already had a division of labor before, of course, we must implement the predetermined plan." Actually, I've already guessed that even if I can't save you, there will naturally be other people who will save you, Lord Wang, Lord Fan, Lord Qi, and Lord Xin have made full preparations, how can someone like Yin Quan understand?"

Jin Bu looked around and said in surprise: "Why don't I know, is there another person in the Xiaowei who is walking with us all the way?"

Ling Jianfei nodded, and said with a mysterious smile: "Although this is the mission you took the initiative to ask for, the prince obviously takes a fancy to you and doesn't want you to die outside Yuzhou City." And this plan cannot be lost, the prince and several adults, together with Mr. Qiao and Mr. Xu in the palace, have already planned everything before letting us go. However, it is only the two of us who will return to China suddenly, and once we return to China suddenly, we will have to ask for more blessings!

Jin Buchang grimaced and said: "Hehe, anyway, you are a handsome guy who is more handsome than me, even if there is a beautiful woman who wants to rob someone, the person who was robbed is also you, not me!" Jin Buchang deliberately imitated Fu Yumei's voice, and said angrily: "Handsome guy, thank you for giving me a sword!

Ling Jianfei made a big red face and kicked Jin Buchang hard. Jin Buchang laughed and said: "Lao Ling, you are a person, when I say what is in your heart, you will immediately turn your face! In fact, that little girl is very beautiful, but she is a little commotion! No wonder, since she is the woman of Pingxi Wang Yinquan, what kind of good goods can she be? But there are more good girls in this world, and when I Jin Bu changes my name, I will also marry a graceful woman from Jiangnan, give birth to a bunch of children, and live a happy life!"

Jin Buchang, who has not such a great ideal, sighed, raised his head and looked at the thin sky above his head in the mountains and forests, his ideal is very simple, to become a master, to be a petty official, to marry a beautiful and gentle woman, and to have a bunch of children is his happiness, his happiness. He didn't know that the ideal of Yin Zhiheng, whom he assassinated, was to be the prince of Pingxi, then the king of Pingxi, and then the world. A person with very small ideals assassinates a person with great ideals, this world is so ironic.

But the person with great ideals didn't know that the person with very small ideals didn't have the idea of killing him with one blow, everything was planned for a long time, and it was all under the control of some people.