Unparalleled Huaxiong of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 103 One more person to kill!
Le Jin and Pan Feng were lying on a big tree outside the bandit camp, and witnessed the massacre of the entire village by the white phantom. When the white jade sword pierced the throat of the last bandit, a series of bright red The drops of blood fell to the ground, and the whole village returned to tranquility.

The next moment, Le Jin and Pan Feng's hairs stood on end, because the white figure turned his head and looked straight at him!
Pan Feng was startled, the tripod stepped on the air, and fell from the tree with a "plop".

Now that the other party had discovered him, Le Jin simply stopped hiding, simply jumped down from the tree, and said to Pan Feng: "It's worthless, it's shameful."

While rubbing her butt, Pan Feng muttered, "Wen Qian, that's a ghost!"

"Who do you say is a ghost?!"

Le Jin and Pan Feng only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and the white figure had appeared in front of their eyes, and hearing the voice, it was clearly a woman.

Le Jin looked at the woman, and saw that the woman was dressed in white, with a mask covering her face, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but Le Jin could tell from the woman's eyes like clear water and clear springs that she was definitely an alluring figure. stunning beauty.

As soon as Pan Feng heard the woman speak, she felt a little more at ease, and hurriedly said with a flattering smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!"

Le Jin also explained from the side: "Miss, please forgive me, the two of us did not intend to offend, and the two of us came here for this group of bandits, and we planned to act later in the night, but I didn't want the girl to be so superb in martial arts, so she was alone One man killed all the thieves."

The woman saw that Le Jin and Pan Feng didn't look like bandits, so she ignored them and was about to leave when she suddenly saw another long sword on Le Jin's back. In an instant, the woman's voice changed. It was so cold that she appeared behind Le Jin in an instant like a ghost, pulled out the long sword, and asked Le Jin sharply:

"Where did you find this sword?!"

Le Jin didn't know why the woman was so nervous about the long sword, and told the woman truthfully how he picked up the long sword.

After Le Jin finished speaking, the woman suddenly became nervous. She grabbed Le Jin by the collar, pulled Le Jin to her front, and asked, "Where did that man fall into the mountain stream?"

Le Jin smelled the delicate fragrance of the woman who was close at hand, and was a little distracted for a while, but he didn't want to feel the coolness on his neck. The woman's white jade sword was already on his neck.

"Say it!"

Le Jin suddenly came to his senses, and said to the woman, "I'll take you there."

At that moment, Le Jin and Pan Feng led the woman towards the mountain road they came from. As soon as the three of them walked up the mountain road, they found that there was a person on the mountain road at this time. It seemed that the other party was already waiting there. It's been a while.

The man was holding a rapier and wearing very strange clothes with four-clawed flying fish patterns embroidered on it. Le Jin and Pan Feng had never seen such weird clothes.

As for the man holding the rapier, he just glanced at Le Jin and Pan Feng without saying a word, and followed the three of them down the mountain.

That's right, the woman in white is Wuming, and the one holding the rapier and wearing the flying fish suit is Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng didn't know why this Wuming aunt suddenly went crazy. At that time, he was reporting to Hua Xiong, who had just returned to Luoyang, some important information that Jin Yiwei had secretly found out in the past few days. Flying out from the backyard, Hua Xiong saw this, and quickly asked Yan Zheng to send someone to follow him to see where Wuming was going, but Yan Zheng followed him out by himself, because ordinary Jinyiwei couldn't keep up with Wuming's speed.

Following and following, the two arrived here, and then there was the scene of Wuming killing them.

Le Jin and the two of them brought the two people behind them to the place where bandits blocked the road and looted during the day. They walked to the side of the mountain stream. Le Jin pointed to the bottomless mountain stream below, and said to Wuming:
"The owner of this sword was kicked down by the bandit leader from here."

Le Jin clearly felt that when the woman heard him say this sentence, a trace of very strong sadness flashed in her eyes.The woman walked to the edge of the mountain stream, stared at the mountain stream in a daze, and the mountain wind was blowing. Everyone knew what the consequences of falling from here would be.

Yan Zheng behind him silently made two gestures to the boundless night, and there was a slight noise in the forest, and then everything went as usual.

"Thanks."

Wuming suddenly came out of endless sadness, and before Le Jin realized who she was speaking to, that white figure had already disappeared into the night.

About an hour later, it was already midnight.

Yan Zheng ran back to Huaxiong's mansion after exhausting himself. When he went there before, Yan Zheng could barely keep up with the unknown speed, but when he came back, Yan Zheng was as tired as a dead dog. Did not see the white figure.

Yan Zheng was sitting on the steps in front of Huaxiong Mansion panting heavily, a sound of footsteps came from above his head, and he saw that unknown person flying out from nowhere again, and his toes lightly landed on the bluestone bricks in front of Huaxiong Mansion. on the ground.

Yan Zheng wanted to ask Wuming a question right now, don't you feel tired after climbing up and down?

Seemingly sensing Yan Zheng's questioning eyes, Wuming said:
"I'm going to kill another person."

Hearing Wuming's words, Yan Zheng said helplessly: "Grandma, you have killed more than 100 people just now, isn't that enough?"

But before Yan Zheng finished speaking, the nameless figure had disappeared into the night sky.

At this time, in a private house in Luoyang City, a middle-aged man who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, he hurriedly grabbed the long sword hanging on the wall. The long sword was in his hand, and the middle-aged man felt at ease. After a while, he slowly got off the bed and lit the lamp in the room.

"Stab!"

The moment the lamp was lit, the eyes of the middle-aged man couldn't adapt to the transition from darkness to brightness, and at the same time, a flash of white jade sword light that was as fast as lightning made the middle-aged man close his eyes forever.

Wuming walked fast, and came back quickly. When she came back, Yan Zheng was still sitting there. Then Wuming threw something at Yan Zheng. Looking at it, Yan Zheng knew it was a human head.

As soon as I got it, the smell of blood really came to my nostrils. When I opened it, it was indeed a human head.

"The head of Wang Yue will be sent to your family's governor!"

"Who? Why does my master want his head?"

Yan Zheng said half of what he said, and swallowed it back, "What?! Who do you think this is?!"

Yan Zheng looked at the head in his hand, and said to himself in disbelief: "This, this is Wang Yue?"

That night, Wang Yue, a famous sword master in the world, died at home. His throat was sealed with a sword, and then his head was cut off.

(End of this chapter)