Assassin He Chunxia

Chapter 119 Unfinished business
"It's that simple?"

"It's as simple as that." Qi Baiyu couldn't hide the joy on his face, patted Zhang Zhoucong on the shoulder and hugged him, "Thanks to Miss Mo for helping, alas, Yu Ziqi killed decisively, I almost never saw him. is you."

At night, Zhuang Zhou and several juniors were all nestled in Li Siyi, and He Chunxia lived in the hut where they ate cold meals, and listened to Qi Baiyu recount how he and Mo Qingshan met Yu Ziqi in the afternoon.

After Qi Baiyu finished speaking, Zhang Zhoucong followed with a smirk, but Mo Qingshan frowned and tapped the edge of the bowl with chopsticks, "Hmph, it's not that simple, above the court, Yu Ziqi is just pretending, he doesn't even have murderous intent. , I didn't want to kill you at all. That man named Xiang Lao, I felt his killing intent and stopped in front of you. On the way back, I always felt that something was wrong, I thought and thought, Xiang Lao's killing intent was not yours at all. On the body, the person he wanted to kill at that time was actually me."

"You have a distinguished status, and he dares to attack you in the open? Yu Ziqi is a man of his own accord. Let's be more careful about that old man. I will arrange more people around you." Qi Baiyu looked at Mo Qingshan, who shook his head slightly. He smiled, "Okay, no matter what, this is the result we want. Come on, Miss Mo and I will live in this Zijin Mountain for a long time. Maybe it will be several years before we can return to Beijing alive."

"It's alright, when my senior sister wakes up, I'll come to see you often with her." Zhang Zhouzhu smiled and teased Li Siyi, "Oh, and Miss Li."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Kuang Lansheng with a grim expression.

"No! You have overlooked a lot of things, Yu Ziqi is actually quite scary." Kuang Lan couldn't help sighing after clearing the reason, and pulled out a roll of delicate lambskin from the inner lining, sorted out the tableware in front of him, and spread it on the table. Kai, the eye-catching gilt Xingkai, "Debating the King of the Town of the West", everyone stepped forward to see it, rebellion should be punished, the old-fashioned Mandarin.Kuang Lansheng waited until everyone had read it before continuing to speak.

"Three days ago, this letter was sent from the capital on the day Yu Ziqi ascended the throne, and it will be delivered to the whole of Dayu in three days at most. Yu Ziqi knew that you were lying, and he was willing to raise his hand just because of this matter, and finally got one. Sayings and endings. He doesn't want to dig into it because there are more important things waiting for him to do."

"Jiang Ahlang told me that Nanjing has stabilized, the officials of the Yafu from various places have been divided into seals, and the government affairs have been properly arranged. Within three days, Yu Ziqi will send troops to Huai'an."

"The battle in Huai'an is going to be ruthless! You four to five thousand people are soldiers with arms. No matter how you can cooperate, if you are escorted to Huai'an, you will die anyway. You fight to the death and fight back. How about a hit?"

"Yu Ziqi promises you, just take advantage of the fact that you are surrounded by the mountains and the news is not well-informed, so that you can honestly stay in Nanjing to farm. The soldiers who survived the disaster knew that they could go home without dying. What kind of morale is there? It can be said that it is difficult to become a climate.”

After listening to Kuang Lansheng's words, everyone had their own tastes when they read the letter.

Qi Baiyu's eyes dimmed a little with Kuang Lansheng's words. He knew that everyone was optimistic about him becoming the next leader of the Bamboo Forest Party, and he was a great man. .

"Interesting." Zhuang Zhou, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said, "Do you know who wants to go to Huai'an?" He turned to look at Qi Baiyu, "Your brother, Qi Baiyu."

The trend of the world, the rise and fall of a city.

Outside the city of Huai'an, in the Qingjiang Shipyard, deep in the reeds, there is a Dapeng treasure ship sleeping by the lake.

March has passed, the ship has been repaired, who will be the person who will sail on it, Qi Baiyu?Liu Lingguan?

Zhuang Zhou thought for a moment, then spoke to Zhang Zhou Congee and Li Siyi again, "Nanjing to Yangzhou is only half a day, you two will go tomorrow, find your wife and the others, go back quickly, we will go to Huaian by boat with Yu Ziqi. ."

"Ah? My senior sister, we won't take her back to Yangzhou?" Zhang Zhouzhu was puzzled.

"She wants to go to Huai'an together." Zhuang Zhou smiled, "When she arrives in Huai'an, she should wake up." He raised his hand to call Kuang Lansheng, ordered a few words to go down, Kuang Lansheng flew out and waited for him to carry the sword box on his back. When entering, the tableware and chopsticks on the table had been put away. Qi Baiyu and Mo Qingshan had been nervous all day, so they went back to rest first.

On the mahogany table, Zhuang Zhou took the Sword of Changshen out of its scabbard. Beside the table, He Chunxia was lying on a chair. Li Siyi was using a thin needle to draw blood from the center of her eyebrows to remove the rust stains on the sword of Changshen.

"I'll tell you a few words. When you arrive in Yangzhou, you have to tell someone." Zhuang Zhoufu went to Li Siyi's ear and whispered.

Li Siyi nodded solemnly.

The person Zhuang Zhou asked Li Siyi to tell was Li Songbai.

Li Songbai has been He Chunxia's wife for so many years, pulling He Chunxia up like a mother.However, both of them are Li Qinglan's daughters, and Li Songbai is He Chunxia's elder sister.

Like He Chunxia, ​​she has the blood of the sky flowing through her body.

Innate doesn't count.

In the next instant, Li Siyi's cheeks were sore, and tears suddenly fell.

Zhuang Zhou slapped her hard, and before she could feel wronged, she greeted Zhuang Zhou's apologetic eyes and sighs.

"Miss Li, take the liberty of borrowing your tears."

Zhuang Zhou's two fingers quickly tapped from Li Siyi's cheek, and a few drops of tears flicked onto the sword, mixed with the blood between He Chunxia's eyebrows, Kuang Lansheng's crystal blue eyes widened, and the hibiscus in his hand was already roaring. flame.

"Sharpen the sword!" Zhuang Zhou roared in a rare voice.

Kuang Lansheng immediately swung his sword across Changshen's sword, and under the high temperature, the blood vapor melted into Changshen's rust stains.

"shock!"

The sword box stood up, Kuang Lansheng put Chi Hibiscus back with his backhand, and his internal force used one hand to pull out the Fushan Mountain, and the horse sprinted and jumped out.

The inner strength hit the sword, and the solid mahogany table was smashed to pieces by the strength.

In the sawdust, the sword pattern appeared, and the hatred came out.

The dim sword pattern started from the extremely bright sword tip and climbed onto the sword body. The residual blood mist was sinking into the blade little by little along the pattern. The sword of Changshen seemed to be alive and could drink blood, which was chilling.

Zhuang Zhou bent over and felt the hilt of the sword from the sawdust. He retracted his hand, stretched it out, and retracted it again and again. After many times, he was unable to grasp the hilt of the sword. He sighed.

"This is what this sword really looks like, it carries too much ill will, I can't hold it."

The crowd stepped forward, Zhang Zhouzhu took the lead to hold it, and the moment he touched the long hatred, he felt a murderous aura stabbed straight to his heart along his fingers.The same is true for the rest of the crowd. Zhuang Zhou put the scabbard into the scabbard to cover the body of the sword, so that he could pick up the long hatred.

"Only this sword, only those who can hold this sword, are qualified to challenge the destiny."

At the same time, Yu Ziqi, who was lying beside the table, felt inexplicably heart palpitations. He got up, pushed open the door of the bedroom, and the cool wind woke him up. He looked at the night sky, far away, surrounded by clouds and mist.

Under the darkness of the night, a faint dragon shadow galloped through the clouds, the mane on the dragon head was ripped open, Qi Baiyu came out, looked silently in the direction of Nanjing, bowed his head, scattered lights were burning in the darkness, the power And new born grow and grow in the ruins.

Huaian.

Baima Lake, the moonlight is gentle, the light rain is falling, a lonely boat, a scorpion, a purple bamboo umbrella, and a peach wood sword.

A Taoist nun sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat fishing, her eyes were closed, as if taking a nap, and the old man in the robe stood on the side to hold an umbrella for her.

The rain ripples on the water, and the lonely boat shakes.

The densely covered incantations on the peach wood sword around her waist slowly lit up, and the old man in robes straightened his waist little by little.

She opened her eyes, and between them, purple thunder light flickered and jumped.

(End of this chapter)