"The words are facing up, kill Jiang Shen first. The word is down, kill Hong Xing first. ”

Yang Wei silently prayed for a moment, and a copper coin with a slight green rust flipped between his right fingers, and soon came to the index finger, and then was clasped by his thumb.

With a "buzz", his thumb flicked up hard, and the copper coin spun rapidly and flew into the sky, falling down between breaths, and falling to the ground silently.

With the help of the bright moonlight, Yang Wei squinted his eyes and examined it carefully, and found that it was a word down, so he immediately abandoned his hesitation and dived to the room where Hong Xing lived.

Along the way, the nursing home that had rested early was gone, and it was estimated that he was hiding in his room and being lazy, Yang Wei smiled disapprovingly, and walked directly through the empty door between the courtyards, and he didn't bother to hide himself.

Hong Xing's kid's voice came vaguely from the room in the distance, it seemed that he had a bad temper recently, and his body was too hot, and he was using the child servants around him to go to the fire.

Yang Wei was born in the happy forest, a famous Fengyue place in Shaoxing, and he has never seen any romantic battles, and after listening to the corner of the wall for a while, he even knew what posture was used inside.

"At a young age, what can't be learned, but to follow the tradition of a noble family and a good man's style, not a son of man, really not a son of man. ”

Yang Wei estimated the layout of the room, slowly turned to the wall where the bed was, listened to the corner again for a while, and made sure that Hong Xing was riding a horse, galloping freely over the field, up and down with the bumps of the foal.

"It's a bit of a headache! Hong Xing is constantly moving inside, it is difficult to find a chance to kill with one blow, and he must wait until he climbs to the peak, and enjoy the short-term bliss of being at the top and seeing the mountains at a glance, which is the best time to start. ”

So, Yang Wei was like a gecko, leaning against the wall, listening to the movement inside with peace of mind, which was enough to make ordinary people's faces red, and he couldn't seduce him with lust at all.

Yang Wei knew that his guy was still useful, but ordinary stimulation could no longer work, which was probably the price he had to pay after being born in Fengyue and being well-informed.

"It's a pity! Now my legs are useless, and I can't go back to the way they were. However, on the other hand, if you hadn't suffered this great calamity, how could you have the opportunity to be blessed with superior swordsmanship and left-hand skills. Even if I do it all over again a few times, a dozen times, or dozens of times, I'd rather exchange my legs for everything I have now!"

Thinking of this, Yang Wei couldn't help but look up at the night sky, the bright stars were like rivers, and the moon like a silver plate hung high on the top of the sky.

The time is coming to act, will the flame of revenge still burn brightly?

Yang Wei's eyes emitted a terrifying green light, looking like a nocturnal civet cat, ready to hunt and kill the rats that haunt the night, always listening to the every move of the enemy Hong Xing in the room behind him, a wall away.

At this moment, the sound of the waves crashing on the shore became louder and louder, and the sudden acceleration of the rhythm made the killers with excellent patience look forward to it more and more.

"Whew...... Whew!"

The boiling dryness in Hong Xing's body, with a ghost crying wolf howl, was discharged in a blink of an eye, and the originally high spirit quickly disappeared like a low tide.

"Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?"

At the end of the short sage state, Hong Xing woke up from his confusion, he stretched out his hands and gently hugged the colt's neck, feeling a touch of smoothness, like the neck of the happy Lin Hongren matcha sister, slender like a swan, but the touch was as smooth as silk.

The little scholar, who was also excited, quickly remembered his identity as a servant, turned his head sideways and smiled flatteringly to the young master, and then reached out and grabbed a stack of soft straw paper, ready to wipe it for Hong Xing.

Just when Hong Xing smiled, Yang Wei made a move, found the best position with the sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword was against the gap in the masonry of the wall, and stabbed inward.

In an instant, the sword body passed through the wall, just stabbing Hong Xing's forehead and temple, there was no ruthless scene that passed through his brain, after all, the big bed was still a little distance from the wall, and Hong Xing's position was in the middle of the bed.

Because of this, Yang Wei did not rely on the edge of the staff sword alone, but the more bizarre and practical left path technique, the ghost path prohibition that seduces the soul, and the material used is the soul of the thug who died under his sword, and he was imprisoned on the sword body with the technique of binding the law, and just now it turned into a little yin poisonous sword qi, which shattered Hong Xing's brain.

Since there was no external injury at all, ordinary doctors could not see it, and only Hua Tuo, who knew how to open the craniotomy, was alive and broke through Hong Xing's skull, so that the plasma inside was out of shape.

As soon as he hit it, Yang Wei immediately pulled away and left, without dragging the mud and water at all, and naturally he was convinced of the result. It wasn't until he walked away that the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a faint pleasure.

In the eyes of bystander Li Xuan, this apprentice has the potential to be a top killer and master assassin, and if he continues to cultivate according to this path in the future, he may be able to become a legend who will leave a name in history.

At the same time, the little scholar in the room found that the young master did not react and slipped off his body, at first he thought he was tired, so he fainted and fell asleep, and he didn't doubt it, just simply wiped it, and then lay down next to Hong Xing and fell asleep.

In the room, after the beautiful wilderness scenery faded, the cold air of the night dew came in, and the little scholar felt a little cold, so he couldn't help but grab a corner of the quilt and tuck the bodies of the two.

After doing all this, the little scholar was also tired, so he yawned softly, put his head on a soft pillow filled with buckwheat husks, and soon fell asleep.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the morning sun was rising and the golden morning light fell on his face through the tissue paper window, that the little scholar reluctantly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked sideways at the young master in the bed, and suddenly let out a terrible and miserable scream, Hong Xing's face was bloodless, his body was cold like a dead man, and what was even more terrifying was that he was sleeping on the bed, but he didn't even have a little heat to breathe.

"Dead...... He's dead...... The young master turned out to be dead. Dead man, come on!"

After all, the little scholar had not been transferred to serve Hong Xing for a long time, and his status in the Jiang family's compound was not enough, so his howl of tearing his throat did not attract the attention of many people.

On the contrary, it was the bedroom of the head of the main house, Jiang Shen's personal maid, who let out an earth-shattering scream, which attracted the attention of the family guardian and the worship master, and they rushed to the scene together to find that the head of the house had already died of anger.

One of them, named Ho Qin, relied on his qualifications to be old enough, so he hurriedly stepped forward to check, groped from head to toe, and finally found a suspicious place, stretched out his hand and pointed to a little red mark on the back of the head of the head of Jiang Shen, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This is the trace of the sword qi entering the body, I am sure that the first-class master of the rivers and lakes did it!

A nurse who was also an old qualified person and called Jiang Shen a brother and sister said in a loud voice: "This is not true! The asking price of a little red in the Central Plains is too high, and the head of the family is just a merchant who sells fish for a living, who has offended to cause such misfortune?"

He Qin felt the same way, and then remembered something: "It can't be that the killer is looking for the wrong person! ”

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and the worship and the old nursing home glanced at each other, and immediately turned around and walked out of the main house, where they saw someone pointing at the pillars.

He Qin looked up, and his heart sank heavily, because he saw sixteen large characters carved with knives and axes.

"Kill Hong Xing first, and then kill Jiang Shen, the way of heaven is clear, good and evil are rewarded!"