In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 97
As the assassin was escorted to him, Xiao Yu sized him up a few times, and couldn't help but sneered, "It's so interesting for you to wear night clothes to assassinate in broad daylight."

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it!"

The assassin turned his face away, very dissatisfied.

She thought it was funny, but this is Zhao Wuling's territory, he is the one to decide, so she tactfully stood aside.

Zhao Wuling glanced at the assassin's face, and asked: "Who sent you here?"

The assassin glanced at him, trying to break free and escape, but Han Yi broke one of his arms in a rage, and the assassin hugged his arm and howled.

"Can't you hear?"

Han Yi stepped on his spine and asked sharply: "My son asked you something, and he didn't ask you for it. Say, who sent you here?"

The assassin suddenly let out a sinister laugh, with black blood dripping from his mouth, Xiao Yu exclaimed: "No, he has poison hidden in his mouth!"

Han Yi wanted to stop it, but it was too late. He watched the assassin die in front of him, and the surrounding plants withered instantly.

"What a powerful poison!" He backed away, quite shocked.

Zhao Wuling was not surprised, and explained: "The poison is hidden in the mouth. If captured, he will bite the poison in the mouth and die immediately. In this way, the information of the murderer will not be exposed, and the pain of being tortured will be avoided. , Jingzhong would act like this, only the Death Guard."

The Death Guard is a mysterious organization that licks blood on the tip of a knife. Unlike the hidden guards around Zhao Wuling, the Death Guard takes money to do things and is not loyal to anyone. They were born in the Jianghu, grew up in the Jianghu, and died in the Jianghu.

He waved his hand and ordered: "Behead his head and hang it at the city gate for three days, as a warning to others."

The tone is calm and windy, but it makes people feel cold for no reason.

Huang Tianrun nodded at her secretly: "You have seen it, this Young Master Zhao will take revenge, he is definitely not a kind person. Since you choose to stay, you must be careful in your words and deeds in the future."

Hanging the head on the gate of the city can be described as killing chickens and monkeys, and reminding those who bought the murder not to act rashly again.

When she was in Jinzhou, she had seen Zhao Wuling's methods. Moreover, her current identity was Huang Jiu. As long as his fundamental interests were not involved, her life would not be in danger.

What the third uncle said is not without reason.

Just as he was about to nod in response, Zhao Wuling stepped forward: "Sorry, I surprised you two."

The attitude changed instantly, and the harmony before was restored.

Huang Tianrun replied: "No problem, no problem, it's just that the death guard has always been quite mysterious. I only heard of its notoriety, but I don't want to see it with my own eyes today. It's a treacherous way to die!"

"Yes, yes."

She casually echoed a few words, but unexpectedly Zhao Wuling looked at her: "Just now, thanks to Mr. Huang Jiu, he has sharp eyesight and quick hands, and uses chess as a weapon to smash away poisonous arrows. It's really amazing, I admire you."

"Poison arrow?"

"Yes."

Zhao Wuling raised his hand, and the servants presented the arrow, the mud on the tip was not dry, he turned half a circle, and handed the other end to her.

After receiving the hidden arrow, she looked at it for a moment, and then sniffed the tip closer.

"There is a strange smell, it must have been wiped with something, but I don't know much about poison, so I can't tell it apart. The young master only took one look and concluded that there is poison on the arrow. How did you know?"

With a smile on his face, Zhao Wuling replied, "It's always been like this."

Ok?
She was confused, but he stopped explaining.

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I don't know what happened in the Eastern Palace, Li Yingyu has not invited her into the palace for a long time, but since she has already taken this step, she is not in a hurry.

The appointment with Xu Shurui was at noon. After lunch early, I rode Guyun to the north slope of Xiaomo.

Guyun is the name of that Wusun horse.

As a token of gratitude, Zhao Wuling gave her the Wusun horse as a gift. When it arrived at the Danshui Pavilion, it was bred to be quite strong, even though it was very fierce, she didn't bother to tame it.

This horse comes from the Western Regions, it is the soul of the grassland, why should it be restrained.

(End of this chapter)