Daqin Baizhisheng

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Tải ảnh: 0.042s Scan: 0.032sIn the dark night, the houses on the streets were quiet. In the brothels in the distance, women flirted with dignitaries and scholars. In the near distance, a child from an unknown family cried in his sleep.

After passing Yuquan Lane, the gate of Xianyang Palace can be seen in two more streets. Ying Zheng lifted the curtain of the carriage and laughed. In order to sneak out of the palace, he had to persuade and persuade, and finally asked Gai Nie for help to hold back Yue Shen. I don't know how Gai Nie is now, whether he was beaten.

""Your Highness, it would be better if you don't leave the palace as much in the future. If the king finds out and blames us, it will be difficult for us to report to the emperor." Zhang Han advised in a low voice. The other guards around him all looked at him with contempt, thinking, the prince said he wanted to leave the palace, and you were the first one to jump up and agree. Now you are having fun, but you are pretending to be a loyal minister.

Ying Zheng responded and sat back. They didn't know that a dark night attack was waiting for them not far away.

Bai Xiaosheng carefully restrained his breath, strongly controlled his heart pulse, lowered his heartbeat to the extreme, and let his body covered by the nightgown blend into the dark night around him to ensure that no one could discover him.

His eyes pierced through the gaps between the layers of leaves, and stared at the carriage below that drove into the depths of Yuquan Lane. There was a place there, with no houses around but a high wall surrounding the road, which was most suitable for ambush and assassination.

"Sure enough, it's here."Bai Xiaosheng was like a ghost night cat, hiding in the shadows. In his sight, there were several figures lurking in the corners of the alley. When he got closer, he saw that one of them was more than nine feet tall, with a strong back and strong waist. From a distance, he looked like a giant in the night. The other assassins were not so exaggerated, and were as slender as women.

Which country were the assassins from... Han, Qi, Zhao, or Wei?

Bai Xiaosheng observed their figures while analyzing their origins.

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Ying Zheng frowned slightly on the carriage. For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong, as if there was something strange around him. He looked outside the carriage again and found that the surroundings were quiet and there was nothing unusual.

Suddenly, he twitched his nose and smelled a very faint and slightly sweet smell.

This is the smell of"Under the Peony Flower". The teacher once said that this is a kind of drug unique to farmers. If you inhale too much, you will lose consciousness and die with a smile in your sleep. It is in line with the saying"If you die under the peony flower, you will be romantic even as a ghost.""

""Scatter!" Ying Zheng shouted, and he jumped out of the carriage first, grabbing the nearest guard beside him, without seeing clearly whether it was Zhang Han. Although Ying Zheng was strictly controlled by Bai Xiaosheng to make his sense of smell sensitive, since he could smell this kind of incense, it meant that his side had already entered the enemy's ambush circle. The assassination that followed was a death-defying assassination.

At the moment he jumped off the carriage, a huge rock fell from the sky, whistling with the wind, and smashed the carriage to pieces with a bang. The carriage broke into countless pieces of wood and splashed into the air.

"What a great strength!"Bai Xiaosheng in the dark was slightly surprised. The boulder just now was thrown by the nine-foot giant. This boulder was estimated to be at least a hundred pounds. This man had supernatural power.

The boulder smashed the carriage, and then a dense rain of arrows attacked the carriage like a torrential rain. If Ying Zheng had not reacted quickly and jumped off the carriage, even if he had avoided the boulder, he would probably have been pierced into a hedgehog by the rain of arrows.

These guards of the Shadow Secret Guard were all good players.

They were not panicked when they suddenly encountered the enemy.

They drew their swords from their waists very calmly and danced them into a sword net.

There were several clanging sounds and several balls of silver light flashed.

They actually blocked most of the feather arrows.

But the rain of arrows was too much and too dense, and it came too fast.

After a few muffled groans, these guards were hit by hidden arrows on their legs, and blood was flowing from the wounds.

Black blood shed, and they staggered to their knees on the ground.

However, the poison on the arrow was so strong that within a moment, the guards felt sore and numb all over, and could no longer muster any strength, half kneeling on the ground.

At this moment, a pair of terrifying hands slapped their heads. It was the nine-foot giant again. With a few slaps, he smashed their heads effortlessly. The mixture of red and white was so bloody.

Bai Xiaosheng watched helplessly, but had no intention of helping them. They had to die. Only after experiencing the baptism of blood and death could Ying Zheng truly grow up. Although Ying Zheng had been on the battlefield before, he had Bai Xiaosheng's guards around him, so he could not experience the feeling of being on the verge of death. Now, it was time for him to be baptized. Ying

Zheng hid behind the alley, avoiding the rain of arrows. Hearing several screams from the other side of the high wall, he was furious. In his grief, he was almost stabbed to death by two venomous snake-like swords that surrounded him.

He was surrounded by two women, both wearing night clothes, but not masked. The long swords in their hands were painted black to avoid reflections. It was obvious that they were quite experienced assassins.

Ying Zheng's heart sank. Since the other party showed up, they would definitely kill all of him. He slapped the wall with his right hand, and with the reaction force, he moved a few inches at the critical moment of life and death. However, these few inches allowed two dark swords to barely pass by his chest and pierce into the high wall behind him.

Bai Xiaosheng still watched coldly. He hoped that those who had not made a move tonight would... opportunity, Ying Zheng can survive on his own.

Most of Ying Zheng's martial arts moves were learned from fighting on the battlefield, and a small part was learned from Gai Nie. So every move is fierce and the attack is fierce. Coupled with the body skills honed from Bai Xiaosheng's pen, he can suppress the killer in both dodging and attacking.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded slightly with satisfaction in the dark, thinking that his three years of fighting Ying Zheng were not in vain.

The two pale-faced female assassins fought with Ying Zheng for a long time and found that the opponent seemed to be brave and rushed forward without caring about defense, but the black sword in their hands could not even cut off the corner of his clothes.

At this moment, the high wall seemed to be oppressed by some strange force and trembled violently.