Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 27 Princess Beiyuan: This old man is so terrifying

Suddenly, a dazzling lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the entire alley instantly, followed by deafening thunder.

Standing on the carriage, Fourth Master Zhu looked around at the men in black with dagger-like eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the rain tonight cannot cover the blood."

As he spoke, he had already pulled out the six-foot-long knife, and the blade's cold light was threatening.

"Everyone, which road are you on?" Master Zhu pointed his sword.

"You talk nonsense, but I'm here to take your life." The man in black on the left shouted coldly.

"Just you? You deserve it!"

Fourth Master Zhu took a deep breath, flicked one foot, and flew into the men in black like an arrow from a string.

A violent sword intent descended from the sky.

His long knife drew sharp arcs in the air, accompanied by the whistling sound of the blade cutting through the air.

This dark night seemed to be divided into two.

scold!
The head of the man in black who had just spoken escaped from his body and flew out, followed by a shower of blood.

"Kill." Dozens of men in black swarmed forward.

The corner of Fourth Master Zhu's mouth was cold, and his long sword transformed into a blade area of ​​dozens of feet.

He was like a violent beast, rampaging through the crowd of men in black. Every step he took was accompanied by a man in black screaming and falling to the ground.

The long knife was already stained with blood, and the blood beads on the knife dripped in the night wind, drawing shocking arcs.

Hey! Hey!
Lightning struck down, and Fourth Master Zhu's long silver-white hair was extremely dazzling in the dark night.

His figure flashed rapidly in the darkness, and every swing of his sword was extremely accurate. The people in black were like fragile grass under his sword.

Completely crazy.

His face was hideous and terrifying, like Shura walking out of hell. His whole body was soaked in blood, exuding a chilling murderous aura.

……

In an attic at the end of the alley.

Zhao Xuanzhen, who was wearing a black robe, was stunned when she saw the one-sided killing in the alley.

"Is he a devil? There are dozens of masters from Mingjiao and Qianjintai, but they are not enough to kill him?" Her eyes were full of horror.

Standing next to her was a middle-aged man in white clothes holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked elegant and handsome.

However, he was also frowning at this moment: "If you, Detective Ma Junsi, don't take action, you won't be able to kill Fourth Master Zhu tonight."

Zhao Xuanzhen smiled coldly: "Master, you, the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult, didn't take action, did you? Perhaps you, Master, took action yourself?"

It turns out that the elegant middle-aged man in white is actually the leader of the Ming Cult.

His eyes were cold and he snorted softly: "I heard that you are the disciple of the Grand Master of the Great Yuan Dynasty. If you take action, you will definitely kill the Fourth Master Zhu."

"Keke, I'm just a weak woman."

Zhao Xuanzhen smiled coldly, but her eyes were fixed on the alley, "I didn't expect that Fourth Master Zhu would be so terrifying."

The remaining men in black in the alley had already been frightened to death by Master Zhu's killing, and the fear in their hearts surged into their hearts like a tide.

They turned around and ran for their lives like crazy. Some even fell down because of excessive fear.

However, no matter how they ran, Fourth Master Zhu's sword light always followed them.

Whenever they thought they had escaped Fourth Master Zhu's pursuit, the sharp sword light would flash again. Every time the sword light flashed, a man in black would scream and fall down.

Blood splashed in the night wind.

In the end, only Fourth Master Zhu stood alone in the alley.

Boom!

The heavy rain poured down, and the big raindrops hit the ground, causing splashes of water, instantly washing away the bloody smell in the alley.

However, the scarlet blood seemed to seep into the cracks of the stone road, making it difficult to completely wash away. Fourth Master Zhu stood in the rain, the blood all over his body had been gradually diluted by the rain, and the long knife in his hand was still stained with blood.

He turned around and got into the carriage, holding the long knife tightly in his hand. Rain dripped down the ends of his hair and wet his clothes.

"drive!"

The wheels rolled over the stone road, making a dull sound that echoed in the rainy night.

"Just wait for his anger." The leader of the Ming Cult smiled coldly at Zhao Xuanzhen, "He came from your Feiyan Tower."

After saying that, he flew away.

A complicated look flashed in Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes.

……

The next day.

On the top floor of Feiyan Tower, Zhao Xuanzhen, dressed in a long red dress, was making tea. Her slender jade fingers gently moved the tea cup. Her curves were charming. Even a back view was enough to make people think.

Suddenly, the curtain moved suddenly.

Fourth Master Zhu, who was carrying a six-foot-long sword, landed silently in front of her.

"Fourth Master, you are here." Zhao Xuanzhen smiled charmingly.

"You know I'm coming to kill you, so you're waiting here to die?" Fourth Master Zhu said coldly.

"My subordinate came back and told me what happened last night." Zhao Xuanzhen raised her head, then her eyes dropped slightly, and her tone became softer, "I said it had nothing to do with me, can Fourth Master be trusted?"

"I don't believe it!" Fourth Master Zhu chuckled.

"In that case, I don't need to waste any more words." Zhao Xuanzhen's mature and charming eyes blinked slightly, making her even more charming and charming. Her red lips parted slightly, and her soft voice moved people's hearts. "The fourth master is determined to conquer the dark forces in the capital. The little girl will help With your hand, if you can take down Mingjiao and Qianjintai, the little girl and Feiyan Tower will all be yours, Fourth Master."

"Oh?" Fourth Master Zhu smiled playfully.

As for Zhao Xuanzhen, he could not find out her details. He only knew that several generals in the capital were frequent visitors to Feiyan Tower, such as Zhu Liangzu.

He believed that Feiyan Tower itself had no strength and relied on the men behind the oirans.

It would be best if we could directly capture Feiyan Tower.

Of course, it would be even better if we could capture Zhao Xuanzhen. From now on, we no longer have to dream about sex at night and can actually fight.

"The people who surrounded you last night, Fourth Master, were people from the Mingjiao and Qianjintai."

Zhao Xuanzhen came to Fourth Master Zhu with long legs. The red gauze could not hide her fair skin. Her green hair slipped and her fragrance was sultry. She came up to him with her delicate and charming face and poured out her words, "The little girl knows the Mingjiao General Forum." where."

"Really?" Fourth Master Zhu reached out and held her beautiful face.

Before she could speak, her thin lips were blocked, and her beautiful eyes were blurred for a while, then closed slightly.

Fourth Master Zhu held her waist tightly.

She pushed away gently, biting her lips, and said in a soft and lazy tone: "Go ahead and take down Mingjiao and Qianjintai. I will be yours, and so will Feiyan Tower."

Fourth Master Zhu seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He wasn't ready to be manipulated by a woman, but business was more important.

"Wait for me." Fourth Master Zhu turned around and left.

Zhao Xuanzhen pursed her lips after watching him leave, her cold and charming eyes a little aggrieved.

"Princess, why don't we just kill him." The maid came out from behind.

"Kill him?" Zhao Xuanzhen's face flashed with fear, "You don't know how strong he is, maybe only the national master can kill him."

In her mind was the scene of Fourth Master Zhu killing someone through the alley last night.

The maid frowned slightly: "If you can't kill him, you can poison him. If you want to die alone, there are many ways."

Zhao Xuanzhen nodded slowly, with a complicated expression.

(End of this chapter)