Where the monk lives, whether there is a struggle for power, Wei Qianyue has nowhere to know.

Xu is You Xuozi has changed too much, and Zhong Yao has become more and more kind, and the two of them have chatted for a long time with fragrant tea.

Outside the window, the night was dark, and a cool breeze blew on the flat lake, bringing a little dampness.

Wei Qianyue looked up at the sky, got up and said goodbye, "It seems that the sky is about to change, I have to go first." ”

Zhong Yao put down the teacup, his eyes swept over the boat on the lake, and the moving sound of singing and dancing came to his ears, only to feel bored, and that absurd thought arose in his heart again.

Everything lively here seems to have nothing to do with me, and I feel like I'm in a dream.

When he was young enough to listen to the sermon under the Xuanqing Guanmen, he also raised this question, but he got an uneven answer.

Are you upset?

He mockingly hooked the corners of his mouth, the so-called Dingyuan Marquis Shizi is high and powerful, and he is cooking oil with fire, who knows that he has no greed for the status of this close minister of the Son of Heaven?

Zhong Yao glanced at the woman, and scolded himself with amusement in his heart, talking to her about cultivation tonight is already a ghost, but don't talk nonsense anymore.

Wei Qianyue looked at him in surprise and smiled strangely, then got up from the couch and said with a smile, "This son of the world should also go back, let me send you by the way." ”

She went out today to take the carriage of the Hou Mansion, and she should have been sent back by the Dingyuan Hou Mansion, so she did not shirk and responded indifferently.

The two passed by the noisy ground floor hall, quietly got on a boat, and after arriving at the shore, they changed into the carriage of the Hou Mansion and left slowly.

What they didn't know was that after the two went ashore, many people saw it, and a new rumor spread in Yanjing City.

The carriage ran unhurriedly across the bluestone road, leaving behind the hustle and bustle, and the sound of horses' hooves clattering to the ground sounded in the quiet night.

About half an hour later, a light rain suddenly fell in the sky, Wei Qianyue lifted the curtain and looked at it a few times, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in her heart.

She suppressed the fire in her heart, only to say that she was a little irritable when she saw You Xuzi tonight.

Unexpectedly, it was not long before the rain gradually turned heavier, and the horses were too tired to open their eyes from the rain.

Zhong Yao frowned, and had to tell Lin Wuxian to take shelter from the rain under the eaves on the side of the road.

Unexpectedly, before the group could find a place to shelter from the rain, more than a dozen black-clothed people suddenly rushed out of the houses on both sides of the alley, wearing robes and hats, and rushed up with sharp weapons in their hands.

Zhong Yao's entourage was accompanied by no more than eight guards, but they were all good players, and after a moment of panic, they quickly calmed down and met them with swords.

Wei Qianyue and Zhong Yao rode in the same carriage, and they lifted the curtains by the window one after another, looking at the battle situation outside.

Everyone who came was armed with a long knife, ruthless and well-trained, and it was hard to imagine what the identity of the person behind it would be.

Wei Qianyue reacted immediately, and shouted with an unkind face, "They are all here to hunt you down, right?"

Zhong Yao put down the curtain and glared at her coldly, "This is not necessarily, maybe it was sent by Zhong Yuwan to kill you." ”

"How is that possible?" she immediately retorted, "Wei Sen is thinking about throwing me to you, how can she be allowed to do such a stupid thing, not to mention that this is at the feet of the Son of Heaven." ”

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven?" I don't know which of her words was wrong, Zhong Yao suddenly pulled out an extremely sarcastic smile, pulled out his portable sword from under the cushion with his backhand and rushed out without saying a word.

Wei Qianyue couldn't sit still, and after learning about Zhong Yao's skills in advance, she didn't know whether to be anxious or relieved for a while. What's more, I don't know what's going on tonight, my chest is always suffocating, like something bad is going to happen.

She angrily pulled the gorgeous clothes on her body and scolded in a low voice, "What a burden!"

Before the words fell, a sharp sword suddenly pierced directly through the body, and she quickly deviated two inches away and dodged out. Before she could react, seven or eight long swords slashed across the entire carriage from different directions, and the surroundings were full of murderous aura.

Wei Qianyue was so frightened that she cursed, "You can't really come at me!"

She hurriedly drew the dagger on her foot, separated the long sword in her ear, turned her wrist in the direction of the dagger, and with a roll, she fell out of the carriage.

The sound of the rain fell on her ears and suddenly became heavier, and she staggered to her feet and looked around the street.

The black-clothed men in ambush have reached 100 people, all of whom are strong in martial arts, and they are decisive and neat, and they are not prepared to leave a single living mouth at all.

Zhong Yao was one against ten, the sword was unsheathed, and the raindrops fell on the sword body to draw raindrops in the sky, and the attack was steady and fast.

He swept the situation on the carriage, gave only a faint look, and then turned back with an unchanged expression.

After all, she is a woman who can win against Lin Wu, so she has nothing to worry about.

Sure enough, Wei Qianyue dragged the heavy clothes, broke off a person's arm, and quickly grabbed the opponent's scimitar and joined the battle.

She held a dagger in her left hand and a scimitar in her right hand, and opened her bow left and right, and her fighting was not inferior to that of a man.

Unfortunately, as the rain became heavier, her clothes became more and more cumbersome, and she didn't have much internal energy, and she was even more exhausted after a long time.

The people who fought with her naturally found out about this, and they were overjoyed, and they became even more ruthless.

"Ah!" When Wei Qianyue dodged, he didn't notice that his arm had been broken for a while, and the smell of blood in the dark night became stronger and stronger.

She licked the corners of her mouth, her eyes were full of murder, and suddenly the dagger moved and stabbed at herself.

The besieging man in black was stunned, what kind of road is this, suicide?

Unexpectedly, the dagger hooked the belt of the clothes, and with a light stroke, the graceful posture swayed, and seven or eight layers of gorgeous clothes fell in an instant.

Wei Qianyue still knew the difference between men and women, leaving two layers of middle clothes, wrapping them around her belt at will, and pounced on the killer at the front on tiptoe.

The man in black hurriedly came back to his senses, put on the offensive, and slashed straight at her with a long knife. With the sword wind of internal strength, as long as the other party dares to approach, he will definitely not survive, thinking of this, he proudly hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Whoosh!" The faint sound of metal clashing was muffled by the rain, and when he flew closer, he saw that it was a delicate step shaker that was used as a hidden weapon and was thrown out casually.

His expression changed, and the long knife slashed and shook, making a "click" sound. Immediately after that, the sound of the blade stabbing into the flesh landed firmly on him, and his vision suddenly became confused.

Wei Qianyue raised her foot, kicked him out hard, pulled out her scimitar and slashed at another person with her backhand.

The heavy rain curtain, the silent long alley, the rain falling on the ground tirelessly washed away the bloodstains. I don't know how long it took, the assassination was finally over, and the rain at this moment gradually decreased, allowing the three of them to easily see it.

Lin Wu clutched his stomach and cared about Zhong Yao with a heavy breath, "Lord Shizi, are you okay?"

Zhong Yao waved his hand and replied, "A little skin trauma." ”

He turned his head to look at Wei Qianyue, and suddenly laughed heartily, "Miss Wei, you have good skills." ”

Fighting is probably a pleasure, she thought to herself, laughing equally heartily, "each other." ”

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