Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 145 Amazing, Big Qin Little Conan

Jian Nu, Wei Zhuang and the others were still full of bewilderment until now.

Zhao Gao was cruel and ruthless, covering the sky with one hand, who would have thought that he would become a coachman in a blink of an eye.

That's fine, what's even more unbelievable is that he would willingly carry the thirteenth son on his back.

How did the thirteenth son subdue this kid?
Their bewildered eyes collided with each other and became even more bewildered.

In any case, I could never have imagined that I would see this scene in front of me.

At this moment, Jian Nu frowned slightly and stopped walking.

The crowd had been led forward by Jian Nu. Seeing him stop at this moment, the whole team instantly became quiet.

Could it be that an enemy appeared?
Wei Zhuang frowned slightly, and subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

With a slight flick of Ge Nie's thumb, an inch of the long sword was revealed from his waist, and an inch of cold light was leaked instantly.

Han Baichuan's internal energy surged, and he quietly grasped the wooden sword in his hand.

stopped?
Ying Zige opened his eyes involuntarily, and at this moment, two cold lights burst out from his pupils.

Silently use your own breath to perceive the surrounding breath.

The inheritance of the sword master not only makes him superb swordsmanship and profound internal strength.

It can also sense the surrounding movement.

only……

It seems that there is no movement...

What is this?
Surprised gazes fell on Jian Nu in an instant.

Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie frowned slightly at the same time, a thought suddenly appeared in their hearts.

Could it be that there are top masters who can hide their aura.

Even with their strength, they couldn't perceive the appearance of the enemy.

But the sword slave can perceive it?
That is to say, Jian Nu is far stronger than us?
Just thinking about it, my heart is in a mess.

What kind of shit is the world's top swordsman?
Not as good as a follower.

"Slave Jian, why don't you leave? Are you envious of me lying down comfortably, and you want to rest too?"

Ying Zige smiled lightly, and joked loudly.

"The marker disappears here. The man is gone, too."

Jian Nu said lightly.

"Missing the marker?"

Ying Zige's pupils shrank for a while, he jumped off the chair, and carefully checked the signs on the ground.

Then the brows tightened.

Chen Ada has been following Ying Zige's intention to leave a mark every 20 meters.

He is a top assassin, he is very light-handed, and he has long been used to not leaving any footprints on the ground.

The so-called marks are a series of obvious footprints.

The direction the footprints point to is the direction he is going.

It is precisely because of the existence of these footprints that everyone can track it all the way here.

But at this moment...

The ground is clean and there are indeed no footprints.

"Could it be that this person escaped?"

Wei Zhuang said coldly.

"Young Master, no matter how you persuade him, this person is not loyal to you, even if he escapes, it is reasonable." Gai Nie said lightly.

He had already discovered that this person was one of the assassins who assassinated Ying Zige. Since he was an enemy, how could he be loyal to Ying Zige?
"Young Master Thirteen, who is that person? What exactly did you ask him to take us to?" Han Baichuan couldn't help asking.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Ying Zige's face.

Han Baichuan's question was exactly the biggest question in their hearts along the way.

A top assassin, instead of assassinating the target, leads the way?

Who would believe such a thing?
Fortunately, things are finally back to normal now.

If the assassin didn't escape, there would really be ghosts.

"He's taking us to find Big Brother."

Ying Zige said lightly.

At this moment, his eyes had become extremely calm, as if he was continuing to search for traces on the ground.

That imposing manner and expression were very different from the usual laughing and joking.

It looks like the transfiguration has become someone else.

Even, how similar is it to the domineering Ying Zheng?

"Go and find Young Master Fusu?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their eyes lit up.

So quickly found the clue of Young Master Fusu?

And if nothing unexpected happens, they will be able to find the young master Fusu soon.

But now, this clue is interrupted at this time.

"My lord, how could an assassin know where the eldest lord is? Didn't I get tricked by this man?"

Zhao Gao frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"That's right, it's very likely that this person has been leading us in the wrong direction. Perhaps, we are already a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the eldest son."

A slight sneer appeared on Wei Zhuang's face.

Ying Zige is indeed a little clever.

It's just that Jiang Hu's experience is obviously insufficient.

How can a temporarily rebellious assassin be trusted?

"He didn't escape, but was killed."

At this moment, Ying Zige's eyes lit up, and his eyes fell directly on the fresh blood on a blade of grass.

The bloodstain was not too obvious, only a small drop, but it was enough to explain the problem.

It seems that someone has discovered that Chen Ada is leading everyone to the son Fusu.

The land of the little Huns is indeed not easy.

Before everyone could react, Ying Zige narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly unfolded his movements, heading straight for a clump of long grass.

The speed of the body is as fast as that of a bird.

Jian Nu and the others hurriedly chased after them.

In the next second, Ying Zige had already parted the grass with both hands, and a dead body fell into everyone's sight in an instant.

I saw Chen Ada lying in the grass, still with a happy smile on his face.

Obviously, when he was dying, he was also fantasizing that he had become the confidant of the young master Fusu.

Seeing the corpse in front of them, everyone frowned slightly and didn't speak for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Zhuang spoke softly.

"The person who does it, knows this person."

"Not only did I know him, but he also struck very fast. It should be a very small dagger. In the blink of an eye, the dagger entered my heart, and I didn't even have a chance to scream." Gai Nie nodded slightly.

"And the lightness skill of the person who did it is very good. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to kill people under our noses without being discovered by us."

Jian Nu then spoke.

Ying Zige's eyes lit up, a master is a master, so many things can be deduced from a corpse.

"and also……"

At this moment, Han Baichuan said seriously.

Still have?

Ying Zige hurriedly looked at Han Baichuan, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"The person who did it must be a man. There is no smell of makeup here." Han Baichuan said solemnly.

Puff.

Ying Zige almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

This kid obviously didn't discover anything new, and felt that he was very shameless, so he forcibly found a deduction.

In other words, is it important whether the person doing the work is a man or a woman?

Jian Nu slowly shook his head with a look of helplessness.

This kid is too embarrassing, don't beat me.

Subconsciously, she moved a few times to the side, away from Han Baichuan.

"Among the rivers and lakes, how many people meet this characteristic?" Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"Swordsman Lu Feng."

Gai Nie's face was calm, and he spit out a few words lightly.

Ying Zige was taken aback for a moment, then was shocked on the spot.

Not only did he find some imperceptible information, but he also directly deduced the murderer from this information?

This, Daqin No. [-] Little Conan!

(End of this chapter)