Chapter 17: The Beggars Rebellion (5)

"Yang Feiqiu is in Kaifeng, right?"

The room was dark, and the only glimmer of light came from the moonlight streaming in from the windowsill, but the two men in the room were not uncomfortable. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes. ”

Feng Lingshuang's voice was still cold, and I don't know if it had become a habit like Sikong Gu's smile.

"Is it Hu Yun?"

"It seems to be some kind of sword wielder, and the third child also said that he is your old friend. ”

Sikong Gu nodded slightly, he knew that Shenmen would never let the beggars go down, and now in the Jiangbei martial arts, the news that "the person who murdered Ma Kui was Sikong Gu" has almost become a fact. Although Shaolin Abbot Chunxin is willing to vouch for Sikong Lonely, how can Jiangbei Wulin believe it?

"Looks like they guessed I'd be coming, too. ”

"Really?"

Feng Lingshuang didn't seem to be able to figure out the joints, and Sikong Gu was not interested in explaining these things to Feng Lingshuang, after all, the relationship between him and Yang Feiqiu was not known by many people in the entire rivers and lakes. In the eyes of outsiders, Sikong Gu's enemy is Yang Feiqiu, but Sikong Gu did not admit it. Similarly, in the eyes of outsiders, the murderer of Ma Kui is inseparable from Sikong Gu, but the beggars do not admit it.

The entire Jiangbei Wulin only knew that the day after Ma Kui's death, Gu Zhengqi personally resisted the coffin and left Jiangning, and Sikong Gu did not send him off.

"Of course. ”

"And what are you going to do?"

"Seeing the move, Hu Yun didn't come, which shows that Shenmen doesn't plan to completely tear his face with me. ”

"I mean, what you promised me. Feng Lingshuang frowned slightly, she came to Luoyang with Sikong Gu this time, just for an agreement.

"Don't worry, as long as the matter of the beggar gang is over, I will go to sea from Quanzhou to challenge the sword immortal, but it's just ...... If something goes wrong in the process......"

"There can't be a mistake, or I wouldn't have followed. Feng Lingshuang's voice finally had a little other flavor, that was a kind of confidence, a kind of confidence that could be called arrogant, and it was precisely because of this confidence that there was a trace of warmth in Feng Lingshuang's voice.

"Why do you have to kill him?"

Glancing at the bright moon outside the window, Sikong Gu was tired, so he walked to the table, pulled over the stool and sat down, playing with the tea set on the table, and did not greet Feng Lingshuang who was standing by the door to sit down.

"What?"

"I ask you, why do you have to kill the Sword Immortal? If you want revenge, shouldn't you end it with your own hands?

Looking at the skin that was slightly transparent by the moonlight of the beauty, Sikong Gu felt a trace of joy in his heart for some reason, maybe he had not lost the ability to appreciate beauty.

"It doesn't make a difference who does it, I just want to see him die. Feng Lingshuang's voice was still cold, but Sikong Gu knew that this was not a disguise, every time he mentioned the East China Sea Sword Immortal, Feng Lingshuang's voice would become colder, like a sword shining with cold light.

"Then why me? Actually, you have a lot of choices, don't you?" Sikong Gu poured himself a cup of tea, but the tea was cold, and he didn't know how long it had been placed.

"Heavy?"

"It's not important, I just want to kill time, how about sitting down and talking?"

"No need. ”

"Then rest early, but don't forget to put on a human skin mask before you go out, it will take half an hour to put on this human skin mask alone, and you really don't have to worry about it. ”

Feng Lingshuang, who turned around, let out a slight snort, which made Sikong Gu slightly surprised, he had never heard Feng Lingshuang show his feelings in matters that had nothing to do with the East China Sea Sword Immortal.

The door was closed again, Sikong Gu put down the teacup in his hand, walked to the window, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky again, for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, the knocking sound of three long and three short cycles broke the silence, and Sikong Gu came back to his senses, only to find that the moon had long been obscured by the clouds, and now there was no light in this dark room.

"Who?"

There was no sound outside the house, and the knock on the door stopped, Sikong Gu frowned, reached into his waist with his right hand, and held the dagger on his waist. In order to infiltrate the city, Sikong Gu did not carry a blade, and this dagger was also brought in by hiding in a flat pole. In the evening, when he pretended to be a woodcutter to stay overnight, Sikong Gu was stopped and interrogated by the catchers who had already squatted beside him, and those catchers only knew how to check the firewood, but did not pay attention to the flat dan. Because the dagger was so thin, about two fingers wide and ten inches long, it was so large that it was hidden in the flat shoulder, and it was extremely difficult to detect the abnormality.

"Is it the third brother?"

There was a response from outside the house, the voice was not loud, even if Sikong Guliu was well-informed, he couldn't really hear it.

The room fell silent for the next moment, and after a while, as if sensing something was wrong in the room, the door was suddenly kicked open.

At this moment, the dagger in Sikong Lone's hand was raised, and the sound of the door panel falling to the ground was accompanied by a scream, and the terrible screams of the big man with the lantern filled the entire inn, and the man who followed the big man immediately threw down the lantern in his hand and turned away, but when he turned his head, a long sword penetrated his throat.

There was a "cluck" sound, which seemed to be the sound of bones breaking, and the man couldn't even make a sound, and he died immediately.

Then knocked over the lantern fire on the ground, Sikong Gu saw the appearance of the big man clearly, only to see that the big man was covering his chest, thinking that the dagger had pierced into his sternum, making him lose his strength in pain.

"Don't leave a mouth alive, go. Almost in a commanding tone, Sikong Gu took out the dagger on the big man who knelt on the ground, and wiped it on the big man's neck, accompanied by blood flowers, Sikong Gu and Feng Lingshuang, who had half of his face covered with blood, broke out of the inn together.

The two of them were extremely successful, and after judging that there were no pursuers after their birth, they stopped in a secluded place. Because neither of them carried lighting objects, they had to chase the firelight, and within a radius of several miles, the only light was the torch at the west gate of Luoyang City.

"Jia San is afraid that there is an accident. Sikong Gu blurted out what he wanted in his heart, and Feng Lingshuang nodded lightly.

"Let's go. ”

"What?"

"Take advantage of the night, let's sneak into Luoyang. ”

After Sikong Gu made a decision, he didn't bother with the wind and frost, but went straight to the city wall.

"The big fish has taken the bait. ”

In the backyard of the inn where Sikong Gu and Feng Lingshuang stayed, in a hut, more than a dozen oil lamps lit up brightly. A knight in red was drinking with an old man in white, and there were four wine bowls on the table, but he was the only one.

"It's a pity for Mr. Zhang's two disciples. ”

"If you can't do it, this is naturally the end, you have to deal with Sikong Gu, with their ability, it is also a matter of time. ”

"Mr. Zhang thinks Sikong Gu will go directly to the city?"

"Of course, didn't we come to Luoyang to get rid of the scourge of Sikong Gu?"

The old man in white raised the wine bowl and touched the wine bowl in the hand of the red-clothed knight in front of him.

"!" (To be continued.) )