Under the moon.

A Miaoman's figure quietly shuttled above the eaves, her slender figure was as dexterous as a cat, and her footing was silent.

This is the General's Palace, and it is very heavily guarded, even if she walks on the roof late at night, she can no doubt walk on the street in broad daylight, and the woman can only shrink under the eaves of the second floor, hanging upside down and grabbing the beams to advance.

When she reached a bright window, her movements were more light, as if the wind were blowing.

“...... Martial God Sword..."

The wind not only brought a person, but also brought the three words of the sound of ants, but these three words are so different.

The Martial God Sword suddenly appeared in Licheng more than half a year ago, and at the same time there was also the descendant of the Martial God, I heard that he came back and fled back to everything that the Martial God lost, but in less than two or three days, not only did the Martial God Sword no longer appear, but even the descendants of the Martial God seemed to have evaporated in the world.

At this time, some people said that the descendants of the Martial God actually turned from light to dark, so as not to be too high-profile and end up with the same fate as the Martial God of the year, and later the bad people came forward to confirm that the Martial God Sword was left in the sea with the Ling family's giant ship, and there was no such person as the Martial God Descendant.

This matter was quite hot at the time, and it was rumored in the rivers and lakes for several months before it slowly cooled down and became an outdated topic.

But why is there any talk about this outdated topic now?

Curiosity prompted the woman to stop and stay where she was.

A thick, thick and powerful middle-aged voice asked, "This is the Martial God Sword?"

Another voice with a thinner voice replied, "This is the Martial God Sword, not the Martial God Sword." ”

"How so?"

"Last year, Zhang Yanming asked our Meng family to build a sword according to the drawings, and specially instructed that the inscriptions on the sword body and scabbard must be clear, and after the sword is finished, he wants us to make it old. At that time, I felt that things were a little strange, so I extended a copy of the drawings. ”

In the next month or two, rumors of the Martial God and the Martial God Sword began to spread throughout the rivers and lakes. General Yang, do you still remember the short-lived descendant of the martial god in Licheng? Meng spent a little money to buy the weapon that the man was holding at that time, which was exactly the one in my hand now. ”

"I would have heard a little about that. Didn't the bad guy send a notice, but it was just a misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding. Hehe, all the words are said by bad people, they say that there are heirs, there are heirs, and if there are none, there is none, do you know, what do they want to hide so repeatedly? . ”

The one with the more powerful voice known as General Yang, he obviously didn't understand what the other person was trying to say, and asked directly, "Did Brother Meng hear something?"

"General Yang, there is a new rumor in the shadows now, the Martial God Mind is hidden in the Martial God Sword... What the bad guys found us to do was the sword that the Martial God held back then. The man surnamed Meng suppressed his voice, "If this matter is true... The thing you want to do......"

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the woman outside the house suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, and when her hands and feet loosened and fell in a hurry, a knife qi more than five feet wide broke through the window and slanted upward, smashing the eaves where she was hiding.

The woman turned over and stepped on the wall, and the whole person flew out like an arrow: "It's really regressed......"

For example, an arrow is just an adjective that expresses a person's speed of action, but if it is really compared with the speed of a crossbow arrow, it is very different.

At the moment when the woman turned around, two clicks sounded, and two short arrows followed her firmly.

In a flash of cold light, the woman pulled out two scimitars like hooking the moon, twisted her waist, spun in mid-air, and easily knocked away the two short arrows that broke through the wind.

In the heavily guarded General's Mansion, this movement was enough to attract the attention of all the guards.

"There are assassins!"

"Someone. ”

After a few breaths, there were immediately figures rising and falling in all parts of the General's Mansion, showing the words and deeds of the soldiers.

The woman is light and elegant, and she is far away from a few actions, but she can't stand the many pursuers, no matter which direction she wants to break through, she needs to face dozens of people, but compared to the people behind, these dozens of people are nothing.

The encirclement gradually shrank, and when the woman saw that she could no longer hide, she simply rushed out of the shadows, led the pursuers to run together, and took advantage of light skills to get rid of most of the people.

Under the moon, a group of people are bouncing on the eaves, disturbing people's sleep.

Walking to an open place, which looked like a small school yard in the general's mansion, the woman spread her double knives and swooped into the center of the school yard like a big eagle.

After landing, the women set up a formation, and the pursuers did not flee when they saw them, and they also fell into the school field one after another.

Neither side was going to talk, and the assassin was only one, and it seemed like a woman?

Therefore, after the guards landed, they didn't care about the array, and swords, guns, swords, and halberds beckoned to the assassin one after another, not seeking to be able to hit the vital point, as long as they could take her, everyone had merit.

The woman had already prepared, and as soon as the guard landed, she performed light skills like a butterfly and spread among the crowd, one of the two knives was cold, and the other was hidden in the fire.

The shadows of the knives flew one after another, bringing up pieces of screams.

In the blink of an eye, the beautiful butterfly turned into a murderous ghost,

The night is getting thicker, and the double knives are erratic, but in a moment, there are many corpses lying in the school field, and those who come late only dare to stand on the periphery, and don't want to grab the first credit anymore.

"Hehe, the famous 'one-sided relationship' Mingyou turned out to be a woman, but with your ability, you also want to assassinate my young lady under the nose of someone Meng, it's a fool's dream!"

On the eaves, a middle-aged man in a green shirt stood there, holding a half-human-high iron box in his hand.

The woman's face was covered with a black scarf, revealing only a pair of clear blue eyes, and her cold and indifferent gaze was like a scimitar in her hand, slashing diagonally towards the middle-aged man.

"Hmph!Death!!"

The provoked middle-aged man took the initiative to attack, inserted his hand into the iron box, as if holding a shield, raised the iron box, and aimed it at Mingyou with the holes that were lined up in a row and the thickness of a thumb at the bottom.

The middle-aged man pulled the mechanism, and there was a muffled sound in the iron box, and a vague shadow came out of the hole.

The sound is not over, and the shadow comes first.

Mingyou's pupils shrank, and he couldn't care about the cold and glamorous image that he had just established, and a series of blood beads spilled into the air.

Boom!!

Ming You was secretly shocked in his heart: "The Meng family's secret weapon is really domineering. ”

A fist-sized crater appeared on the flat ground, and the cracks at the edges stretched far away.

"It's not time to stay here!!"

The continuous muffled sound in the iron box reached Mingyou's ears, and she didn't look back, she ran forward, and the ground behind her seemed to be an invisible man holding a huge spear, poking out one deep pit after another.

Mingyou saw that the pit was about to keep up with him, and the route of progress changed from straight to left and right.

Although the speed of the iron box in the middle-aged man's hand is fast, it still depends on manpower to aim, but in the case of the target bouncing back and forth like this, it is too late to aim slowly, and can only rely on feeling.

The results can be imagined.

The prey missed, and the friendly soldiers suffered a lot of injuries.

Mingyou dodged for a while, and when he saw that the other party was no longer attacking, he immediately shook his body and jumped high on the roof, and there was no figure in a few breaths, and the guards who came again were too late to chase.

I wanted to show off, but instead I helped people escape, and the middle-aged man threw the iron box to the ground, and said angrily: "Damn, the portability leads to too little ammunition, and the weight causes the accuracy to be too poor, how to change it......"

"Sir, this is what the Assassins left here. ”

The middle-aged man was thinking about revising the plan, and after listening to the words of his subordinates, he jumped down and took the blood-stained black scarf from the guard's hand.

After taking a closer look, the middle-aged man twisted up a few strands of golden hair on the black scarf......

(End of chapter)