Chapter 12: A Moment of Life and Death

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Gu Shaohua lowered his posture, lowered to the dust, and said soft words to stabilize the other party, while slowly turning around, trying to face him face to face.

The killer was very vigilant, and the short sword in his hand was handed forward by another inch, almost hitting the back of Gu Shaohua's head, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move, big prince, you'd better be honest, otherwise, don't blame me for having no eyes on my sword." ”

Gu Shaohua was startled, and immediately didn't dare to move, but with his back to the killer like this, he couldn't see the other party, he couldn't distinguish the situation, his eyes were black, and it was difficult to save himself.

With a roll of his eyes, a thought came to mind, although there were some shortcomings, and he might even destroy the promising plan, but at the moment of life and death, he couldn't care so much.

Pretending to tremble and trembling, no, not pretending, but it was so, Gu Shaohua said with a crying voice in his words: "Brother Tai, a good man, a strong man, you always recognize the wrong person, I am not a big prince, I am just a stand-in, it is not worth your old hands at all, it will only stain your weapons." ”

"What? you're a fake!"

The killer was shocked and angry, the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the light on the tip of the sword flashed, cutting a wound on Gu Shaohua's neck, and blood flowed down at that time.

At the moment when the sword blade touched his body, Gu Shaohua thought that he was going to die, and he didn't have time to remember, regret, or mourn, until he felt pain, he was glad that his life was still there, but he was already scared into a cold sweat.

The killer's sword was very sharp, and he only lightly rubbed Gu Shaohua's neck, leaving a not shallow wound, but fortunately, he stabilized his hand in the end, so that Gu Shaohua did not die aggrieved.

To be a killer, you have to have a steady hand, if you don't have a steady hand, you can't hold a sword, you can't kill people, how to be a killer, if you fail to assassinate your target, you will be killed by others.

The reason why this killer's hands are shaking is not because his basic skills are not solid, but because the news he heard is too shocking and his heart is shocked, so it is difficult to control himself.

The task that the killer received was to assassinate the eldest prince, and if he killed the wrong person, he would not be able to explain, and the second prince would never let him go.

Before, he had already killed a stand-in for the eldest prince, and finally found this one, if it was still fake, he really didn't know where to find the real eldest prince.

"Turn around and let me take a look. ”

The killer said in a deep voice, a suppressed fury could be heard in his tone.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, the killer came full of hope, heard that the hope was shattered, and the previous efforts were lost, how not to be angry, angry.

The muscles of his whole body were tense, Gu Shaohua slowly turned around, he was ready, when he faced the other party, no matter how many enemies there were and what his strength was, he had to make the first move, so that he could have a chance of life.

The body turned around one hundred and forty-five degrees, and Gu Shaohua saw from the corner of his eye that the killer was tall and thin, with a black scarf and a mask, and he couldn't tell his age, only a pair of eyes, full of bloodshots, full of killing intent, which was impressive.

Killers are divided into levels, the most clever killers, not in the crowd, difficult to distinguish, no different from ordinary people; second-level killers, good at hiding themselves, will find the right time, a thunderous blow; the worst killers, the knife is unstable, the sword is not accurate, killing is equal to death, and completing the task depends on luck.

The killer who assassinated the eldest prince Shen Jue has some skills, but he is not a clever killer, looking at his murderous intent and murderous appearance, he must be ruthless and kill a lot.

If you are a killer, you will not not kill people, a good killer needs to hide his killing intent, this killer is obviously not enough, if Gu Shaohua has achieved a small degree of cultivation, or has experience in this area, he will not suffer this loss today, he was touched nearby, and the knife was on his neck, and he suddenly realized.

His eyes swept over the killer, and he glanced behind him, Gu Shaohua's heart was half cold, the number of enemies was beyond imagination, there were more than ten people in his eyes, and I don't know if there were any hidden and faceless.

A rookie who has just entered the door of cultivation, the first of the five realms of the body has not yet been completed, even if he has a blood-drinking sword, it is difficult to survive among so many killers.

"It's miserable, it's miserable, it's miserable this time, you shouldn't agree to do something, pretending to be Shen Jue. ”

Wailing loudly in his heart, Gu Shaohua regretted his death, but there was no regret in the world.

A pair of eyes as sharp as a sword fell on Gu Shaohua's face, making him feel like he was being pricked by a needle, and the killer was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "You are the eldest prince, you dare to lie to me, but I won't be angry, as long as I kill you, it will be a great credit." ”

"Slow down! I'm really not a prince, I just look like it, and I've been disguised, but I'm actually an impostor. ”

Seeing that the killer was about to use the knife, Gu Shaohua was anxious, and hurriedly defended loudly, and said something in one go, and the speed of speech had never been so fast.

However, the killer didn't listen at all, his killing intent was very strong, no matter whether he was really a prince or not, he would kill him first and then talk about it, and he would rather kill the wrong one than let it go.

The pitch-black short sword, under the dark night, was like a hidden and no-brainer, when it really hurt the killer, the short sword was bright, and suddenly there seemed to be a great power to bless it, making Gu Shaohua feel the shadow of death coming.

"No, I don't want to die!"

Gu Shaohua was unwilling and roared hoarsely.

Just born out of the devil's cave, he hasn't lived the life he wants, Gu Shaohua doesn't want to die, and he is not willing to die like this, no matter what, he always has to fight.

There was an extra sword in his hand, and he blocked it in front of him, as if he had seen a needle, and he actually protected it in front of him before the killer's short sword stabbed him.

Standing horizontally, the killer's short sword stabbed on the sword surface, and the blood-drinking sword slammed into Gu Shaohua's face with a "bang", and he flew out screaming, and half of his face was swollen at that time.

The killer was about to continue to hurt the killer, but he saw a person's clothes fluttering, and a flicker, he came behind the killer, and his five fingers were slightly bent, and he grabbed his head.

Sensing the danger, the killer gave up the opportunity to kill Gu Shaohua, his body spun extremely fast, and the short sword brought out a circle of cold light and stabbed out.

Seeing that Guan Youwei finally arrived, Gu Shaohua almost burst into tears, although it was not so timely, he finally saved one of his lives, which is worth celebrating.

After letting go of his tense heart a little, he felt that he was in a cold sweat, half of his face was also hot and painful, and the wound on his back that had been scarred was torn by the fall, and it was very miserable.

Even the wounded and sick did not dare to relax their vigilance, Gu Shaohua was highly concentrated, holding a sword in both hands, staring at other killers, always ready to fight.

Guan Youwei is worthy of being a congenital master, in the face of the short sword stabbed by the killer, he did not avoid it, and his five fingers lightly touched the sword, such as playing the pipa, and the short sword immediately flew out of his hand.

A little closer, the hand somehow reached over, and choked the killer's neck hard, no matter how you lifted it, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

Seeing this, the other killers not only were not afraid and did not rescue, but instead rushed towards Gu Shaohua, clearly wanting to strike first and kill him.

So many people have been killed, they are all stronger than him, if you say that you are not afraid, it is a lie, but at the moment of life and death, it is useless to be afraid, you will only die quickly.

Tightening his grip on the blood-drinking sword in his hand, Gu Shaohua's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed a touch of ruthlessness, and he decided to fight with them.

If he wants him to die, it's not so easy, even if he really can't live, he doesn't want to die in a nest, before he dies, he feels sorry for himself if he doesn't bite off the other party's two pieces of meat.