The storm of assassination subsided.

Song Cheng still had a little palpitation on his face, and slowly walked to Prince Yi's side, and said, "Uncle Xie Fourteen!"

Prince Yi may have been too tired, so he didn't get up and said, "It's a matter of Weichen's business." ”

"Uncle Fourteen, do you know the origin of the assassin?"

After looking at the two assassins who had fainted, Prince Yi said, "Inverted blade bright silver spear." It is owned by Lin Chong, the head of the 800,000 forbidden army of the former Southern Ming Dynasty, and the Emperor Chengzu of the Southern Ming Dynasty usurped power and seized the throne.

This silver spear killed countless enemies with Lin Chong, and later was canonized with Lin Chong. The people of Nanming also set up a holy weapon spectrum: the inverted blade bright silver spear ranked seventh.

Later, Lin Zhong took over the Nanming spy agency Jinyiwei. This silver spear disappeared along with Lin Shengjiang.

Just now, this assassin used this murder weapon at the time of life and death, which must be the mantle of Lin Shengjiang.

Both of them are vertical pupils and night eyes, which should be from Jinyiwei's "night pupils" - a Nanming killer agency specializing in assassination. ”

Song Chengzhen listened carefully until the prince had completely finished his speculation. Only then did he pick up an assassin's sword and asked, "This should be the knife of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, right?"

The prince nodded and said, "The killer organization of the Tang State and the merit list of the Tang State: Lingyan Pavilion." Sounds like. Name: Lingyan Pavilion.

Now that Empress Wu of Tang is in power, the duties of Lingyan Pavilion are also controlled by Shangguan Wan, the female official next to the queen. Shangguan was born in a family of doctors and Taoists, and made good use of poison and curses. His Assassins were also good at this.

Tang Dao is a killer symbol in the Tang Taizu period, judging from the power of this generation. The Tang knife is just a symbol......

In Weichen's humble opinion, it should not be Tang Guo's doing. ”

Song Cheng handed the Tang knife to the guards beside him, picked up the silver spear on the ground, looked carefully at the carvings on the gun, his pupils tightened, and said, "Nanming!"

Suddenly, Song Cheng gasped for breath, his eyes were about to split, his body began to tremble violently, and he spat out indistinct words and white foam from his mouth. The guards around him hurriedly held on.

Prince Yi stepped forward, snatched Song Cheng's hand, and put three fingers on his wrist. After a little thought, he secretly said in his heart: "It's not good, spell!"

Prince Yi picked up Song Cheng and said to the guards: "The prince is fine. It's just that after the horror, I had a madness, and it was good to rest for a while. Wait for the speed to rest and be ready to stand. Your Highness is in my care. ”

After speaking, the figure flashed, and the two disappeared in place.

In the carriage not far away, the prince flattened Song Cheng. A palm pressed down on his chest, and a true yuan was output, calming Song Cheng's convulsions.

With a hint of pity in his eyes, he said: "Your Highness has already had a curse mark on his body, and he has just been stimulated by the resentment of the past of slaughtering living beings with the inverted blade and bright silver spear. The mana is activated, and the curse poison has been deposited for a long time and has entered the bone marrow. Wei Chen can't return to the sky......?"

Song Cheng coughed a few times and said, "I...... I just want to die to understand!"

The prince sighed and said, "The curse has been imprinted on His Highness for at least ten years. Before His Royal Highness was four years old, the only people who could get close and understand the curse seal were Concubine Xiao and the emperor!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Song Cheng's eyes, he shook the prince's hand suddenly, and his tone was full of hatred: "Please Fourteenth Uncle, make the decision for your nephew." Kill that slut!"

The prince nodded speechlessly.

Song Cheng suddenly couldn't breathe, and bright red flowed out of the corners of his mouth. The eyes were wide open, but there was no light. Holding the Prince's hand also fell on the couch.

The prince looked at Song Cheng's corpse and was speechless for a long time. After thinking about it, he brushed Song Cheng's eyes and helped him close his eyes. He lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage.

The waiting guards came to ask about the matter, and the prince said coldly: "The prince has slept peacefully." The guards were ordered to camp in place and leave again tomorrow. ”

A finger pointed to a guard and said, "How is Lord Lu's injury?"

The guard replied: "It's fine. The accompanying imperial physician was already treating Commander Lu's injuries. ”

"Show me the way. ”

Under the protection of the heart goggles, Lu Yi did not hurt the vital point, but his mobility was a little inconvenient. Seeing Prince Yi coming to the tent, he hurriedly got up and saluted: "Lord, Chitose!"

Picking up Lu Yi, Prince Yi sent back the guards around him, and said straight to the point: "Right now, the team is in a hurry to go. Lord Lu is injured and inconvenienced. Why don't you go back to Shengjing to recuperate first. I will show the emperor to Lord Lu's protection. ”

Lu Yi hurriedly said: "It is all up to the power of the prince to subdue the assassin's attack." Subordinates must not take credit. ”

Prince Yi said unashamedly: "The rhetoric of officialdom is not suitable for me. You just have to do what I say. Prepare tonight, and take me back to Beijing tomorrow to resume my life. ”

After speaking, he ignored Lu Yi's reaction and got up and went out.

When he returned to Beijing in this situation, most of them were to cure his own dereliction of duty! A state of loss caused a pain in the wound, and Lu Yi lay back on his bed weakly and watched the sun shine into the spacious tent. He felt dark and cold......

For a whole day, the guard camp fell into a debilitating silence. In the prince's tent on the throne, there were only Song Cheng's cold corpse and Prince Yi, who was silent on the side.

Outside the interior hides the prince's Xiao Guifei, the emperor who slashes his own brother for power, and the official parties who compete for power and profit. Prince Yi wanted to find out the real murderer from it, but there was only one sigil in his hand that had been hidden for more than ten years, and there was no clue otherwise. Therefore, the investigation of the murder can only be postponed.

And what he was thinking about now was: saving people. The crown prince was assassinated, and all the guards could not escape the crime of dereliction of duty. What's more, the crown prince is dead, and it is the most important. A country with heavy punishments will inevitably involve nine tribes. The death of just one man will lead to a river of blood!

"It's just a bargaining chip. What's more, the future emperor of the Qing Empire is still in Shengjing. "I don't know what's wrong, as long as he sees the death recently, he will have a trace of pity in his heart.

Maybe it's a person's death, but his thoughts are also good. I know that my time is not far off, maybe it was because I used to kill people like hemp, and now my mind has changed. In short, Prince Yi decided to hide the death of the crown prince in order to save the lives of these people.

"Abandon one person and save the people. Prince Yi continued to comfort himself.

"Prince Chitose, Zhuo Li bring!" The guard interrupted Prince Yi's thoughts at the right time.

Looking at this blind boy who was dressed a little funny, Prince Yi's heart softened a little. Wave to the guards and stand down.

"Prince Yi, Chitose ......" Zhuo Li knelt awkwardly to the prince.

The prince's sleeves waved, and a burst of anger came, but Zhuo Li couldn't worship it anymore.

"No need to be polite. If you respect me, you will be polite in your heart. Unlike the dead Song Cheng, Prince Yi liked this boy very much. He admired the young man's calm steps in the chaos of the fight. Prefer his eyes, albeit blind, the prince sees Lingyun there. What he appreciated even more was that he didn't use the guards to support him, but walked in by himself with a pathfinder's crutch. It's a sign of self-reliance.

Feeling that the guards had gone out, Zhuo Li was not restrained. He shook his head slightly from side to side, as if listening carefully. Confused, he muttered to himself, "Strange?"

"What's strange?" asked the prince with a hint of a smile on his lips.

After Zhuo Li was sure of one thing, he replied, "There is a person who smells of blood, but there is no breath of that person. Could it be that he ...... Zhuo Li didn't say any more, and let the prince say the following words.

The prince said, "That's right, he's dead!"

Zhuo Li nodded slightly and did not speak, waiting for the prince to continue.

"News of his death reached Shengjing. That's a heinous crime, and all the guards in this barracks, including you, and your family, will be guilty of it. The death of one person costs thousands of lives. I don't think it's worth it. Therefore this king will save you. ”

"What do you want me to do? I'm just blind. Zhuo Li asked.

"Do as I tell you to. As for your blind eye...... I happen to have one eye for one of the men here!" The Prince hesitated slightly, but made his decision anyway.

"This eye not only allows you to see the world, but also allows you to leap from an ordinary person to a true cultivator. The prince continued: "Only, one day, someone will come and ask you to return this eye. At that time, in any case, you must return the eye unconditionally. You may promise this king?"

Zhuo Li smiled helplessly: "Lord Wang, do you think I have a choice?"

"No, I always do what I decide. ”

......

Prince Yi took out the junior brother's Yuan Dan. It was originally the man's eyes, and now it is considered "to the best of use".

The prince urged the true yuan, and the yuan dan was full of light, slowly floating in the air. The prince closed his eyes, held his palm and pushed, and Yuan Dan gradually turned and floated towards Zhuo Li......

Under the light of absolute strength, the world disappears. The whole tent was full of light, and Zhuo Li only felt a sharp pain in his left eye, and he didn't make any moves, just endured the heart-rending pain. There was a viscous liquid running down his cheeks, blood, tears......

"Fusion Technique!" A divine sense hit his head like a comet, and after Zhuo Li understood the spell used by the prince, his mind was turbulent, and the pain was cracking, and he fainted instantly......

Zhuo Li felt as if he was in the dark, his body was constantly falling, infinite space and infinite falling.

I don't know how long it took......

The straight and upright mountain peaks are like towering swords piercing the sky.

Thinking about the cliff, perennial snow. A red figure stepped on the verdant mountainside, and the white of the snow in the high places floated elegantly. The red shadow is a woman, a beautiful woman......

In his hand is a food box with food. The meal is average, full of sweetness, and the stomach is not hungry and thirsty, but it is all eaten. Every day, three meals.

Ten years in a flash......

The sword furnace is really bright and hot, and the woman is in the flames, like a phoenix nirvana. Fragrant sweat slid down her pretty cheeks and dripped on the ground, instantly turning into steam, but her beautiful eyes were full of careful concentration.

For a time, gold and jade turned into water, and water cast a sword. Dragon and phoenix double swords, sword heart is one!Dragon Sword: Tianya, Phoenix Sword: Cape. The dragon sword is given to the king, and the phoenix sword is the concubine's heart. At the ends of the earth, the sword heart is connected......

The woman leaned over and hugged a white-haired old man, and the sword of the end of the world pierced through the old man's left chest, and the old man died of anger, tears dripping down the woman's cheeks.

What was once sweet has been replaced by eternal hatred. The former oath was replaced by eternal killing intent.

"Qingsu!"

The world is dark again, and a whirlpool of stars hangs high in the sky. In front of him is Prince Yi, who is holding a sword that exudes black flames—the name of the fire above the nine heavens: Samadhi, shining on the world and roasting all things. The name of the fire under the nine shadows: Black Lotus, the source of the netherworld, burns the soul.

Black Lotus Immortal Sword!

"This is Prince Yi's sword!" Zhuo Li said in his heart.

"Wake up!" was Prince Yi's voice.

This time, Zhuo Li really woke up. There is no dark sky, just a military tent of the square. In front of him is Prince Yi, who is not bad at all.

Zhuo Li was about to ask, but the prince spoke first: "Those memories that don't belong to you." I hope you don't mention it again, or even choose to forget. ”

Zhuo Li knew what the prince was referring to, and shrugged in agreement.

The prince said: "In the days to come, you will be Song Cheng, the crown prince of the Qing Empire." Zhuo Li, on the other hand, died in an assassination attempt at dawn. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Zhuo Li nodded.

"I think you also know the mystery of the Dao just now. I won't say much, how many blessings and misfortunes this eye can bring you depends on your own fate!" Prince Yi looked at Song Cheng's corpse on the side. "At the moment, I still have some things to deal with, and if a guard comes, you should know how to deal with it." ”

Prince Yi wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, picked up Song Cheng's body, and his figure flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

Being able to see things is the biggest expectation in this life for Zhuo Li. He even wanted to look at everything that was both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar around him without stopping, especially his father and everything in the Wolong Inn. However, he couldn't, Prince Yi was very resolute. And the Guardian represents killing, and he is very afraid of Prince Yi's deterrence......

The contradictions and wandering made him feel tired for a while, and the bed on which Song Cheng's body lay was very comfortable, and before he knew it, Zhuo Li fell asleep......

At the end of the desolate desert, a lonely grave, alone.

The tomb is Song Cheng's, but the person is not Prince Yi. He left the moment he buried the body.

At this time, the man in front of the tomb hid himself in a huge black cloak, and the texture of the cloak was very rough. It is the cloth woven by hand by ordinary peasant women.

The cloak was so large that his face could not be seen. He turned his back to the sun and looked at the grave quietly. He was waiting, waiting patiently. There was some excitement in the waiting, and the black robe on his body trembled. And as the sun waned in the western sky, he trembled more and more......

The sun finally came to an end, and the black robe was almost torn off by the man. By the moonlight, it can be seen that this person is a slender woman. The appearance is very beautiful, and the beauty is extremely bewitching.

She opened the grave as fast as she could, pulling out Song Cheng's body. If you look closely, it's like admiring a craft.

After a long time, he smiled seductively and said, "Sure enough, what a big grudge! The deity will give you new life and strength, see how you repay the deity." ”

With that, a pair of beast's fangs broke open and the red corners of its mouth were revealed, and the tip of its tongue licked over its lips. Leaned down and bit down at the corpse's neck......

A wolf's groan was heard throughout the wilderness......