Reborn Saint System

Chapter 178 Assassination
Outside Ningcheng, on the wide official road.

A group of five figures, each sitting on the back of a monster, galloped forward, and they were the Han Feng five who ended the struggle for hegemony among a hundred nations.

After a few days of rest, the Hundred Nations Contest has all come to an end.The royal family of Ning Kingdom has already released the imperial list, announcing the rankings of the hundred nations competing for hegemony and the re-divided territory of Ningyu, and informed the whole Ningyu of this news.

Only then did the group take the certificate issued by the royal family of Ningguo and set off for Changlan.

Originally, Han Feng didn't plan to go back, but considering that the time he agreed with the elders was three months later, he would have nothing to do during this period, and if he didn't go back this time, he didn't know when he would be able to go back in the future.

Although Han Feng came here through time travel, his body is from Changlan country. He naturally has feelings for Changlan, so he simply set off with a few of them.

When they came, they had traveled for three months just one way, but now the strength of the few people has been greatly improved, and the speed is naturally much faster. It will take about two months for them to rush back to Changlan.

This time is a little nervous for Han Feng.

However, he still has a unique trick, which is to slowly, slowly increase his strength to a terrifying level after he reaches the demon core stage. If he slowly leads him on his way, he is confident that within 20 days Then rush back to Ningcheng, leaving him about ten days in the middle.

However, such a long time of rapid running is also extremely burdensome to slowness, so Han Feng decided to use normal speed when going back, and then go slowly when returning, and ten days is enough for him .

It wasn't until it was getting dark that the group stopped outside a small town, found an inn and walked in.

"Good luck, it seems that this inn has not been built for a long time, and everything is still new." Qian Rumeng looked at the relatively clean environment around her, and said happily, in such a small town, she was able to live in such a clean inn. Already very satisfied.

Hearing this, Han Feng was slightly taken aback, looked at the inn thoughtfully, and said nothing.

"What do you want?" As soon as the group sat down, the enthusiastic waiter quickly ran over and greeted.

"Get some of your specialty dishes, hurry up, and then leave us five adjacent rooms." Feng Wuji threw out a silver coin and ordered.

"Okay!" Xiao Er responded, picked up the money cheerfully, turned and ran away.

The speed of serving food in this small inn was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, a table of dishes was prepared, and Han Feng flipped out a jar of wine bought at Miaoxianglou. They ate and chatted happily.

"Hey, the taste of this dish is good, not worse than some restaurants in Ningcheng." Ye Zitian praised after taking a bite of the dish.

Han Feng also took a bite of the dish and narrowed his eyes slightly. The taste of this dish is really good.

After eating and drinking, the group returned to their rooms to rest.

Han Feng looked at the whole room, the room was extremely tidy, except for a round table, four wooden stools, and only one bed.

Looking at the brand new bed, Han Feng casually took out the clothes on his chest and slowly, as if talking to himself, said: "Take your time, go to the bed first."

As he said that, he casually threw it slowly on the bed, and then he walked to the window alone, pushed the window open, and stood at the window as if to breathe.

After a while, as if he had breathed enough fresh air, Han Feng walked to the bed and lay down directly.

A few minutes later, the waiter ran up, knocked on the door of Han Feng's room, and asked loudly, "Guest officer, do you want hot water?"

But there was no response from the room.

There was a faint smile on the corner of the waiter's mouth, as if this was the result he wanted, and then he directly opened the door of Han Feng's room very bluntly.

In the room, Han Feng lay on the bed, unresponsive, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"This soul chasing needle is really useful." The shop waiter muttered softly, and slowly walked to the bed, and stretched his hand towards Han Feng's neck, trying to determine whether Han Feng was alive or dead.

"Is it really useful?"

A cold voice sounded, and Han Feng on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the palm that was stretched out to him, and then suddenly turned over and sat up, holding a thin silver needle in the other hand, and appeared instantly On Xiao Er's neck, just a little force can pierce the skin.

"You, you're not dead?" The waiter asked in surprise with a look of shock.

"Tell me, who sent you here, otherwise I will let you taste the taste of this soul-chasing needle." A cold light flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and he added a little more strength to his hand.

As early as the group of them entered the inn, when Qian Rumeng said that the inn was newly built, he realized something was wrong, and then began to pay attention secretly, and after the food was served, he was sure that there was something wrong with the inn.

Let me ask, how can the dishes made by an inn in a small rural town be as good as the taste of a restaurant in Ningcheng? With such a high level, it's hard not to make him doubt it.

When he arrived in the room, he pretended to breathe, but slowly put it on the bed, thinking that he would search the entire bed slowly, because the only place in this room that could hide a murderous intent was that bed.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to get a slow feedback. A long silver needle was inserted into his pillow with the needle point facing upwards. This time, his guess was completely verified, so he secretly asked Slowly get the needle out, then pretend not to know, and lie down.

Then, everything that followed happened. In order to confirm his life and death, the waiter in the shop automatically sent him to the door.

"You, how did you find out?" Shop Xiaoer looked at the silver needle in Han Feng's hand, with a look of fear flashing in his eyes.

"Now, it seems that I am asking you." Han Feng had a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Okay, let me say, let me say..." The waiter seemed to be extremely frightened, and kept repeating in his mouth, but suddenly, his head suddenly stretched forward, and he voluntarily hit the silver needle in Han Feng's hand.

next second.

The shop clerk rolled his eyes, his body was limp to the bottom, he died instantly, there was nothing unusual about his body, it was as if he had fallen asleep.

"hiss!"

Han Feng took a breath and looked at the silver needle in his hand.

The silver needle just scratched the waiter's skin, not enough to kill him. There is only one explanation for the current situation, that is, the needle is poisonous, and it is the kind of poison that seals the throat and kills instantly.

Such a highly poisonous poison, once stabbed by acupuncture, I am afraid that he will not even have the chance to take the antidote elixir, and he will die.

"With such a vicious method, who is it that wants to kill me?" Looking at the corpse of Xiaoer Dian, Han Feng fell into deep thought.

"Could it be one of the four major forces? The strength I showed before was too amazing, and they regarded me as a threat?"

This was the first possibility that Han Feng thought of, but even if he was overthrown by himself, with the strength of the four major forces, if he wanted to kill him, he could just send a master. He had no power to resist at all. There is no need to use such means at all.

"If it wasn't the Four Great Powers, who would it be?"

Han Feng thought for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a reason, so he gave up with a wry smile. Among the ancient ruins, he killed thousands of people in anger, offended countless countries, and countless people had the motive to kill him , he really couldn't be sure.

He also had a vague guess in his heart, that is, Wei Qiang, Meng Hao, and Tian Leng. If you ask who among those people hates him the most, it must be these three people.

As the saying goes, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Han Feng actually insulted the three of them severely. If Han Feng is not killed, the three of them will never be able to hold their heads up in front of him. Therefore, the main messenger is the most likely of these three. .

In addition, the waiter in this store obviously has no cultivation, but he is a dead man. Such a person cannot be cultivated by everyone, but with the background of Wei Qiang and the other three, they have such strength.

However, this is just his guess, not sure.

"What's going on?" Ye Zitian and the others who heard the movement came in, and after seeing the corpse on the ground, they all showed a hint of shock.

Han Feng lit up the silver needle in Liang's hand, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Killer."

"Who wants to kill you?" Qian Rumeng asked with a frown.

"I don't know." Han Feng said with a wry smile, "There are too many people who want to kill me. I just thought about it, but I didn't come up with the result."

Hearing this, several people also froze, unable to speak, they also knew what Han Feng did in the ancient ruins, so they naturally understood the meaning of the words.

"We must find a way to find out who wants to kill you, otherwise this kind of assassination will happen a few more times, even if you are not afraid, it will be annoying to death." Qian Rumeng walked up to Xiaoer's corpse, groping on it, wanting to Find useful clues.

"There's no need to look for it." Han Feng shook his head, "He just failed to kill me, and then committed suicide. It is impossible for this kind of dead man to leave any clues on his body."

After his words fell, Qian Rumeng also searched, and indeed nothing was found.

"Are we going to leave overnight? This place is no longer safe." Feng Wuji suggested.

"No." Han Feng's eyes kept flickering, "Rumeng is right, if such a thing does not find the source, I am afraid it will happen again and again, I will wait here, I believe they must have a future hand."

Just as Han Feng finished speaking, an extremely arrogant voice came from outside the inn.

"Hahahaha...smart enough, but you don't have to wait, we are already here, Han Feng, hurry up and die!"

Hearing this voice, a cold light flashed in Han Feng's eyes, he got up slowly, walked out of the inn...

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