Chapter 8: Killing the Nameless

Xiao Qingyi swallowed the snacks in his mouth and said seriously: "Outside Wuyi Alley, the little beggar saw that there were many living people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

These little beggars wander on the Qinhuai River all day long, and they are the best at observing words and feelings, and they have already recognized people clearly, and they can see when they come to life.

After hearing this, Su Musha just smiled and said, "Come on, let them stay away, don't hurt their lives." ā€

Although Su Musha said casually, there were still many Beifu soldiers in Wuyi Lane the next day, and they carefully checked the passers-by, and even took away many monks.

Everyone understands that if you want to make the Chu State chaotic, it is not enough to assassinate some imperial histories, only if the three major families or the royal family are injured, the Chu State will really be in chaos.

Perhaps because of the strict investigation of the Beifu Army, the people in the Shadow Hall did not make a move for a long time, and the children of the family in Wuyi Lane were fine for a while.

It's morning again.

When the land road started at the fourth and a half watch, and the fifth watch went out, it should have been a light day, but the dark clouds were low, and the servants could only lead the way in front with lanterns.

Stopping outside Wuyi Alley, Lu Dao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Beifu Army standing quietly in the dark.

Soon, Sun Muci and Sikong Wei Fang Hui also came out accompanied by servants.

After they gave each other hands, they got on their horses, crossed the Suzaku Bridge, and hurried along the five-mile royal road to the palace.

The road is silent, and on both sides of the road are the temples of the government offices, and in the darkness, there are many sides of the forest, as if there are ghosts and murderers.

Fortunately, with the escort of the Beifu army, the three ministers felt a little more at ease.

The Xuanyang Gate soon appeared in view, and the palace lights flickered under the dark clouds.

From a distance, there were already many officials gathered there, and they were also escorted by the Beifu army.

Xuanyang Gate is where the authority of a country lies, and no one is allowed to be presumptuous within a hundred steps, so when it is a hundred steps away from Xuanyang Gate, the Beifu army turned around and withdrew.

The servants also helped Lu Dao and the three of them dismount, carried lanterns in front of them to lead the way, and walked towards the palace gate.

After walking about twenty or thirty paces, the lantern carried by the servant was suddenly extinguished by a flying arrow.

The moment the shot was fired, the servant shouted, "There is an assassin!" Before he could finish speaking, another arrow came, one aimed at the servant's throat.

Since Lin Zhongzheng was assassinated, Jiankang's hundred officials have been on guard, and the servants who follow him are also good at picking up one in a hundred.

Hearing that the hidden weapon was coming again, the servant swung his sword and knocked it down. But while the three servants were taking care of themselves, three more mourning nails hit the three Lu Dao behind them.

The three mourning nails came quickly and urgently, and they were nowhere to be seen when they heard the wind, and it was too late for the three servants to shoot down the arrows and then turn around to save them.

At this moment, three chess pieces were shot out of nowhere, and when the mourning nail was about to hit the center of the guard's eyebrows, the three mourning nails were knocked down.

When the hidden weapon came, Lu Dao's eyes did not blink, and he could see that it was really just a slight.

The assassin hidden in the shadows did not stop, and the three funeral nails struck again.

The difference is that the finished glyph of these three funeral door nails refers directly to Lu Dao.

Xu was afraid of missing again, and when the nail of the mourning door was struck, a black shadow flashed silently on the eaves, and a knife also slashed at the rightmost land road.

The zigzag funeral nail came first, a fox roared, and a ray of light and shadow flashed, and the funeral nail was knocked down immediately.

Only then did Lu Dao realize that there was a familiar figure standing on his left, it was Su Musha, the king of Shuobei.

Su Mu, who knocked down the nail of the mourning door, couldn't cover his hand, and the green fox knife accompanied by the fox's roar, slashing at the long knife that slashed towards Lu Dao.

The two knives intersected, and suddenly the fire burst into flames.

The person who came was still in the air, and when he saw that the matter was no longer done, he made up his mind to withdraw.

As he drew his knife, he kicked his right leg to Su Mu's chest, ready to use his strength to jump back to the eaves of Fang Cai.

The person who comes can leave at the touch of a button, and the change of moves is extremely fast, and it can be said that he is an extremely experienced assassin master.

If it is a bystander, it must be too late to dodge and be stepped on. But what he met today was Su Musha, who had stayed in the pile of strange snakes.

Su Musha saw him bounce his legs, and his left hand instantly struck, grabbed his feet and neck with a grab, and pulled him forward.

The person who came was in the air, and there was nowhere to borrow strength, so naturally he couldn't break free, and he was being pulled upright.

When he came, Su Musha's right leg was raised at the same time, and he kicked it hard under the crotch of the comer.

"Ah" "bang", the visitor was kicked out and hit the window of the sealed board of the government office on the side of the street, poking out a big hole.

If it was someone else, he might have been lying down, but this person was tough and took the opportunity to escape into the hole.

Su Mu covered his body and jumped onto the roof, and after seeing the person running behind the mansion, he followed.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and the guards in front of the Xuanyang Gate and the withdrawn Beifu army were each fifty paces away.

When Su Musha jumped onto the roof, they ran over to protect the three adults.

"Your Excellency, you're not hurt. The Commander of the Guards asked the Great Situ Lu Dao, who was being focused on.

Lu Dao waved his hand, "Don't worry about me, go and help the prince." ā€

The Beifu army responded to the order, but when they pursued, the king of Shuobei was nowhere to be seen.

Su Mu covered the roof and chased closely.

Although the assassin was tenacious, he was kicked in the crotch by Su Mushu after all.

After he ran three streets to the east, jumped on the eaves and ran south a hundred feet away, he was finally caught up by Su Musha.

At this time, it was already dawn, and although there were dark clouds covering the top, beads of sweat the size of beans could be seen rolling down the Assassin's uncovered forehead.

Su Mu blocked his way and said with a smile: "Run, keep running, I'll see how long your third leg can endure." ā€

The crotch is the root of a man's life, and Su Musha kicked it down, estimating that it was difficult to regain his strength.

At this time, listening to his taunts again, how could the assassin hold back, and suddenly roared angrily, and slashed at Su Musha.

Su Musha didn't take the knife, and retreated without touching the ground, and the assassin chased after him.

Under the eaves is a bustling street, and although it is cloudy, many vendors have already set up their stalls.

The stall owners who come out early sell breakfast, and the smoke rises on both sides of the street, and many people are already sitting in front of the stalls to eat.

When they looked up at the sky, they saw a masked man holding a knife, and the knife was pointed at the forehead of the black-clothed man, but he could not cut it down.

The two crossed the street and stood on the eaves of the other side.

Su Musha continued to retreat, and the assassin trampled on the tiles of the eaves and landed on the vendor's stall, causing a burst of scolding.

Seeing that he had not been able to catch up with Su Musha, the assassins' offensive stalled slightly.

He was about to withdraw his knife and stand still, when Su Musha suddenly took out his knife, and with a fox roar, knocked the long knife in the assassin's hand out.

The tip of the Green Fox Knife swept over the tip of the assassin's nose at the same time, picking up the black cloth covering his face, revealing a face that was extremely normal.

"Wow", the assassin's long knife landed on the street and stuck it on a pork board, trembling incessantly, startling the dog butcher.

"We seem to have seen each other somewhere. Looking at the assassin, Su Musha wondered.

The assassin grimaced, not answering.

"Anonymous?"

The assassin was slightly stunned, and glanced at Su Musha, not knowing how he recognized him.

Su Musha smiled, "You are the only one who is extremely ordinary and good at assassination skills." ā€

The assassin sneered, "What about recognition?"

"No, it's just to make me brag more about my capital. After Su Musha finished speaking, he stopped being verbose and raised the green fox knife in his hand.

When Su Musha was about to slash, the assassin's eyes narrowed, and a dagger popped out of his sleeve, landing on the palm of his hand, and stabbing straight at Su Musha.