Chapter 5

Murong Qianqiu and I walked slowly on the empty and dark Gujin Street, about two miles east along the street, which was the inn where I lived. Another two miles away, the third update of the steward of the Cao Gang was already ringing, and the noisy and lively streets had already calmed down. Even the most luxurious brothel in Zhenjiang, Wanhua Hall, was left with only a few lights, and there were only the sound of horse hooves on the street.

Although it is very unlikely that Li Zhan will be rebelled, and Qiu Song and his subordinates have repeatedly investigated the street three times, neither of them dared to be careless. As soon as I left the Turtle and Crane Tower, I held the Dragon Slaying Blade in my hand, and Murong also pulled out the Flower Transplantation Sword

Hehe, it seems like I'm back fifteen years ago! Murong's thin eyes showed a rare sharp light, and his fat face seemed to lose weight all of a sudden, and he was vaguely angular.

Fatty, how long has it been since you touched the sword?

I know that the internal strife that decided to be the head of the Murong Shi family fifteen years ago Murong Qianqiu was not the eldest son. His half-brother Murong Yitong was jealous of his talent and wanted to kill him several times. Finally, he angered him. He and Murong Wandai, who was also bullied, suddenly attacked him with several confidants. He slaughtered his three brothers Murong Yitong, Murong Shifang, Murong Baishi, his wives, concubines, children and subordinates overnight, forcing his father to hand over the throne of the head of the family. From then on, the Murong Shi family began to enter the golden age of dominating Jiangbei, but the civil strife also left serious sequelae - the younger generation of the family has experienced a fault and has no successors.

The battles that established Murong Qianqiu's status in the world were all ten years ago. There have been few rumors of him taking action in the world. Even in the Zhenjiang battle a year ago, he had made a wall view. The warrior's sense of smell was forged by blood. He was far from the sword light and sword shadows, and he still had the keenness that the top ten should have?

Murong quickly gave the answer and walked nearly a hundred steps away. I suddenly felt a warning in my heart, and I felt that a cold gaze fell on me, and Murong also exclaimed lightly

murderous look!

I suppressed my surprise and looked towards the north side of the street without any hesitation. Although there were thin clouds covering the moon, the scene over there was still vaguely visible.

The houses are lined up one after another, and it is obvious that it is a wealthy family. There are high walls and rich families. Two stone lions in front of the door are hideous and bowed their heads. There are sloping sycamore trees beside the wall. The leaves have fallen, and only bare branches are swaying in the wind, so they can't hide people at all.

I didn't notice any strangeness, and I felt confused. After the corners of my eyes, I saw Murong, who was looking in the same direction, slightly raised his eyebrows.

Behind the door? The two of them whispered almost in unison, but Murong shook his head again: It's impossible! This is the house of Fan Cheng, a famous gentry in Zhenjiang. His youngest son is Fan You, the chief inspector of Zhenjiang. Although Fan You has a close relationship with Li Zhan, he will never use his father's house as a hiding place for assassins!

Fan You is my friend, a kind-hearted man from ancient roads. In order to track down the whereabouts of Jie Yu, I had just met, I had a lot of trouble with him. Since then, I have formed a friendship with him in the afternoon. If anything is strange, I will never hide it from my eyes. But both Murong and I realized that the murderous aura was indeed from Fan Zhai.

Could it be... something happened to the Fan family?

As soon as my mind moved, my body was shot towards Fan's house like an arrow. A snail was just passing through the center of the crack in the door. With a click, the door rumbled wide open to both sides. The front hall was completely visible, and there was no one to see.

Where did the gangster come from? How dare you go to Fan’s mansion to act wildly?

The loud noise alarmed the guards in the doorman. With the angrily shouting of an old man, in a short while, more than a dozen young men holding sticks surrounded me and Murong Tuan. However, due to our forcing momentum, they just shouted loudly, but they were reluctant to step forward.

I am Wang Dong, the magistrate of Suzhou, and the friend of President Fan. In order to pursue the crime, I cannot report it to you. I will apologize to the old man and President Fan another day. While I apologized quietly, I looked at everyone. Although these people were all big and round, they had no time to be in their bodies and were all dressed. Obviously, they had just gotten up from the bed. They should be the Fan family's guardhouse, and the murderous aura disappeared strangely.

After all, the old man had read a lot of people. Seeing that I was not a fake, I immediately became respectful: When an adult handles a case, the young man dared not ramble, but the master has ordered that after the second update, the door of my house must be closed, and the young man has never seen anyone enter and exit...

The old man said and pointed his finger at the door, but his eyes turned out to the door. However, his expression suddenly became stunned, rubbed his eyes, and said strangely: Hey, when is there a stone lion here?

Before Lao Cangtou finished speaking, he heard a sound of shaking and collapse outside the door. With this delicate and dense sound, the bodies of the two stone lions suddenly cracked. With a howl, the lion's body was strangely broken into two pieces, turning into human shapes and rising into the air. The tiny pieces fell from the four people, and then spread all over the ground, and then several cold lights broke through the air with a strange sound, and in the blink of an eye, they were approaching.

Cross dart? Is it a Japanese pirate?!

I recognized at a glance that the alien hidden weapon that rotated at high speed like a light wheel was the only hidden weapon of the Japanese ninja that Su Qing told me - or it should be called Kyuwu, and the vague blue light was a sign of poison fed.

But why are the Japanese pirates?! I felt suspicious in my heart, but my right arm swung quickly

The cross dart with a cold blue light hit the circular sword curtain formed by the dragon-slaying blade. A series of crisp sounds occurred and flew around. I don’t know where to fly. The force coming from the blade was not very strong. Compared with the Tang Sect’s Seven Star Transformation, it was simply a witch. It was just a cross dart one after another. The speed was amazing. It transformed between the elbows and armpits. I really had no time to care about others. I could only pray for God’s blessing. Those hidden weapons that I knocked away could kill few innocent people.

After all, I was too careless!

The screams behind me were endless, and I couldn't help but blame myself secretly - I should have noticed the strangeness of these stone lions, the Great Ming ritual system, and officials under the seventh rank are not allowed to use lions in front of the door. Although the Fan family is rich, Fan You's rank is not qualified to use them in front of the door of the mansion. Fan You is so smart, how can you easily give someone a handle? Su Qing repeatedly reminded me that the transformation of the seventh celestial transformation is the main method for the ninja to move invisible changes to approach the target, but I didn't take it seriously. Even though I felt the crisis, I easily let go of such an obvious flaw. I really want to die in peace.

A shout of anger, the strongest killer move in Chunshui sword technique, red flowers falling all over the ground with rain, and anger came out, the light curtain woven by the dragon-slashing blade was like a rainstorm falling on the ground, rolling towards the four ninjas who still had shattered and shattered materials on their bodies

I used the Netherworld Step to kill at the assassin quickly, but I didn't forget to secretly glance at Murong beside me: Although this group of Japanese pirates deserved to die, it's not useless at all!

Murong Qianqiu, who was as fat as a pig, seemed as light as Yàn. He was only half behind me, and he didn't see much movement on his arm. The thin sword in his hand moved the flower and quietly drew light marks in the night sky that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The light marks suddenly grew and short, stretched and stretched, like the core of a poisonous snake's tongue, which suddenly made me feel a chill behind me.

It's really rare! I've known Murong for ten years, and I still have the blessing of these Japanese pirates to have the honor to see his real skills. I thought to myself, although this sword technique is not as magnificent as the Thirteen Swords of the Dasho Sword, nor is it as ethereal as the Impression Sword, but the sword is a bit off and has its own style. However, is this the flower-moving sword technique that is powerful in the world?

I unexpectedly thought of Murong Wandai, and the lingering sword technique he used without leaving any traces of his giant sword. One is as gentle as a beauty and the other is as sinister as a poisonous snake. Which one is the real sword technique to move flowers?

Cross darts come, break; Shurisword comes, break; flying sickle comes, break! With one breath and one breath, three heads fell to the ground in the shadow of the sword. The remaining man saw that the situation was hopeless, but he did not escape. He stabbed the short sword in his hand and stabbed directly at Murong in front of him.

A trace of disdain flashed in Murong's eyes, and he waved his left arm gently. The thick, short but white finger was strangely pointed at the spine of the knife. The short sword suddenly flew into the sky. The next moment, Murong's flower-moving sword had pointed to the ninja's throat, and his masked black scarf also fell.

Kondo and Weiwei? Haha, it’s really true that there is a way in heaven and you don’t go, but hell is no way to go!

Seeing this monkey face, which is not unfamiliar, I couldn't help but laugh. Kondo was not afraid at all. He stared at me without blinking, his eyes were contemptuous and crazy.

I suddenly felt the warning in my heart, and the laughter came to an abrupt end. Soshi would never naively think that one Kondo and three minions could solve me. There must be another ambush. My eyes turned around quickly, and my eyes couldn't help but fall on the row of sycamore trees by the wall. The trees looked so ordinary, but since these thieves could turn into stone lions, these trees...

It's too late! Kondo said viciously in stiff Chinese

A faint smell floated over, as if the gunpowder fuse was burning. In an instant, I suddenly realized and pulled Murong backwards. While crawling against the ground, I shouted: Leave down, all of them! The explosives are about to explode!

Before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his butt. Then a loud noise came from behind him, as if a thunderbolt hit his ear. There seemed to be no sound around him, and there was only a buzzing sound in his ears.

After experiencing the war, I knew that I was temporarily deaf, and I suddenly became nervous. Night battles require a pair of good ears. My martial arts skills will definitely be greatly reduced. Since the Japanese pirates use explosives, they will definitely prepare cotton fabrics to block their ears in advance to prevent them from deafing themselves. One is deaf and the other is smart. At this time, the consequences will be unpredictable when facing the sect.

I didn't care to check my injuries, so I quickly looked around to seize the favorable terrain. Fan's house was a little blurred in the smoke of gunpowder, but I could still see the blown door and the high walls that collapsed for more than 100 feet. The guards lay all over the ground, not knowing whether it was dead or alive. Seven or eight soldiers who were originally surrounded by stone lions and horses fell in a pool of blood. These young men who were still alive just now turned into bloody balls, with almost no complete place on their bodies. They thought they were helpless, and the rest were busy controlling the frightened war horses. However, Qiu Fu and his men had soldiers as shields, and they were all unscathed and quickly moved closer to me.

The situation was better than I thought. This made me feel a little relieved and stretched out my hand to touch the wound. However, several sharp stones pierced into my butt. This small injury was fine. Murong grinned and looked bitter. He had a big hole in his forehead. His face was covered in blood. His lips kept twitching. He couldn't hear what he was saying, looking in the direction of his fingers. His back was already bloody, and half of his dead arm was inserted into his thighs in a coincidence. The arm was still covered with flesh and a small palm. The black belt wrapped around his wrist was loose and fluttered with the wind. Blood dripped from the drooping half of his palm. It was strange.

Damn, I still bite when I die!

I recognized this Kondo's broken arm, and I couldn't help but scolded me fiercely. I guess Murong was probably as deaf as I did, so I made a gesture to make him pay attention to the surroundings. I leaned over and wanted to help him deal with the wound. My body had just moved half a foot away. Murong suddenly opened his eyes wide and his right palm hit like lightning. The powerful palm force hit my shoulder without any defense, and knocked me away in an instant

You are crazy! Even though he knew he couldn't hear it, I couldn't help but yell loudly when I got a slap inexplicably. As soon as I said that, I realized that although my shoulders were painful, there was nothing strange about meridians all over my body. My heart suddenly moved and I saw Murong shrink into a ball of flesh and rolling towards the wall quickly. I quickly took advantage of the opportunity to roll desperately on the ground.

Sure enough, a strong wind passed by, and a fire suddenly hurt under my ribs. Out of the corner of my eyes, several eagle feather arrows were deeply immersed in the soil along the rolling route. The nearest one was only an inch away from me, and the arrow rod was still trembling. In the place where Murong and I were lying, the three Qinlou guards had been shot into blood gourds.

One, two, three, four, four Yang bead chains!

Le Maosheng! You are so brave! Collude with Japanese pirates and want to rebel! Finally, I hid behind a sycamore tree and quickly figured out who was the sneak attacker in the dark

No wonder the sect was like a divine helper in Nanhuizui and Heishi Cliff. He even easily annihilated Hu Lian's troops. It turned out that Le Maosheng had already been hooked up with Zongxiu. I suddenly realized, but then I thought about it, Nanhuizui and the unknown island Le Maosheng attacked and defended, killing countless Japanese pirates, which is not to be erased. What kind of drama did Le and Zong play?

Anyway, I finally knew that the target of the opponent's assassination tonight was not Murong, but me. It took only half a day to enter Zhenjiang. How could Le Maosheng and Zongshe react so quickly, and even set up an ambush in the city?

This is not what Le, the two foreigners of Zong are capable of! I feel as if I have a clear mind. At present, the Zongshe Group only has Zongshe. The three mistresses of Sakamoto Hakua and Hua Qingshan are proficient in the Ming Dynasty. The wanted orders of Zongshe and the south are posted from the capital of the north to Guangzhou in the south, making them afraid to show up easily. The pictures on the wanted orders were drawn by me by myself. The ability of the Zongshe Group to contact the outside world is quite fragile. Without outsiders' help, they are even difficult to enter the city. Le Maosheng's actions were also restricted by Tian Jianming. It is simply a fool to set up such a very high-level killing game in just six hours with the power of these two parties. It is simply a dream to set up such a very high-level killing game in just six hours.

Who is Le, the accomplice of the two Zongs? I suddenly thought of the complex relationship between the three Zongshu, Dajiang League and Ding Cong. Could it be that Dajiang League is really Dajiang League? But Dajiang League does not seem to be able to play too many tricks in Zhenjiang. After all, this is the territory of the Cao Gang. Could it be that the Cao Gang is really in a relationship with the Dajiang League?

I swallowed a secret detoxification pill made by the Tang Sect just in case. While conditioning my internal breathing and organizing my mind, I looked towards the direction of the arrow.

The huge explosion alarmed the sleeping people. Almost all the houses on Gujin Street lit up the lights. For a moment, the whole street was brightly lit, just like time flowing back to the moment when the night fell and the lights were on. There was even more courageous opening the door and lying on the window. Only the mansion opposite was silent and there was no movement, which formed a sharp contrast with the surroundings.

Zhao...Die...

Qiu Fu's voice came to my ears, which made me feel a little relieved. Although the sound was not real, after all, with some hearing, it was better than Wujian, Qiu Fu and the other two were carrying multiple arrow wounds on their bodies. Knowing that they were useless, they turned their eyes to the soldiers.

I was wandering around and couldn't see Qiu Song's shadow. I remembered that he had been relying on the stone lion recently and probably had died. Fortunately, Udebang was well-managed, and the dozen surviving people were not panicked. After gathering together and discussing for a few sentences, a cavalry suddenly ran towards the way he came. The rest were arranged into a circular formation and slowly moved towards me.

Goodbye, the situation on the other side is wrong Ah! Murong, who was hiding behind the sycamore tree next to me, reminded me loudly while pulling out the broken bone. The broken bone seemed to be pierced deeply, and the pain made him even his voice change. The blood dyed his robe in an instant. He quickly lit a few acupoints, and the blood could barely stop.

I threw him a detoxification pill, and was about to tell him that there were probably Le Maosheng and his subordinates on the opposite side, but I saw the door of the house opposite suddenly open, and teams of strong men holding weapons rushed out of the yard. The men were all wearing black clothes, black pants, and white belts were tied with big belts on their chests. The characters "Fighting" were embroidered on their faces. Everyone had such righteousness and enthusiasm on their faces.

The leader is one man, standing at the age of only 2008, with a wide arm and a round waist. Even in the north, it is Zhang Changgong, a rising star in Huguang who took over as the deputy leader of the Cao Gang after He Qing's death.

He waved the four-foot sword in his hand into the sky, and everyone behind him suddenly shouted wildly. The shouts of more than a hundred people gathered into a loud thunder-like cry. Even though my ears had not yet recovered to 30% of the original one, I could hear them clearly

Kill Ah! Kill the Japanese pirate Ah!