The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

"There are so many eunuchs in the East Factory."

He spit out a word without words, but he didn't expect to attract Pei Lun's high degree of echo: "Who said no, I heard that this Yang Yuxuan is actually the son of Yang Yuxuan, Minister of War, but he was adopted by Cao Shaoqin since he was a child, and he was trained to be a killer. Even the killing of Yang Yuxuan some time ago was his own hands!"

"If this news is true, these eunuchs are really fucking inhuman!"

These words were a bit confusing, but Ling Chen could hear them clearly.

But he has no interest in the gossip.

Glancing at Pei Lun, he walked away: "You have been with Jinyiwei for so many years, and you seem to be well informed. There should be channels to find out the whereabouts of many people in the arena, right?"

"What?"

Pei Lun watched Ling Chen walk by with a bewildered expression. It took a long time for him to remember something, and he jumped up quickly: "So... I'm considered to be included by the adults?"

Ling Chen kept his pace unchanged, and said lightly, "You should be lucky, there is a knife hidden in your stick."

Pei Lun didn't understand what he meant, but he quickly followed, smiling and showing his loyalty: "Don't worry, sir, famous people in the world, Jinyiwei, Dongchang, and Xichang have special whereabouts records, no matter what the adults want to find. Who……"

"There is a way for the humble job!"

Chapter [-] Tian Boguang, what happened to you! (one more for collection)

As one of the most powerful intelligence agencies in the Ming Dynasty, Jin Yiwei has hundreds of years of accumulation and masters countless information channels. Its intelligence capabilities may not be as good as Hulong Villa, but in some aspects, it is still better.

In this regard, the fans of the East and West Second Factory can't compare with it at all.

It is precisely because of this that Jin Yiwei has little value in their eyes.

Pei Lun didn't lie, he had been with Jinyiwei for a long time, and he did have many connections.

It didn't take long for Ling Chen to know the news he was looking for.

…………

Hejian Mansion is not far from Shuntian Mansion where the capital is located.

The night was getting darker, and most of the people had already fallen asleep.

However, in the rivers and lakes, there are always people who don't like to appear during the day, but choose to be active at night.

A black shadow appeared in the darkness like a ghost, the wind was blowing under the feet, and it quickly connected points on the buildings. Every time the toes borrowed strength, the figure moved far.

Its speed is so fast that it is like a black spot in the dark night, which is extremely difficult to detect.

Hei Ying was obviously very familiar with this place. He flew over the eaves and walls, moved forward quickly, and soon entered a large yard.

This seems to be the residence of a dignitary. The corridors in the courtyard are dimly lit, and the shadows turn around, and finally came to an embroidered building in the backyard... Soon, all the lights inside and outside the embroidered building were all extinguished.

After a stick of incense, the shadow left the yard.

With a little toes, the figure rose into the air, crossed the courtyard wall, and appeared on the street.

"Cool!"

With a sigh of satisfaction, the black shadow tore off the black mask on his face, revealing a handsome but slightly wretched face.

Expanding his chest and raising his legs, he swayed towards the darkness while loosening his muscles and bones.

However, his footsteps just lifted up, and the whole person suddenly stopped!

"Tian Boguang, what happened to you!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout in the darkness, and in the next moment, under the surprised and vigilant eyes of the shadow, torches suddenly lit up all around, and the flames went out, illuminating the cold and gloomy faces, as scary as ghosts. Terrible.

The exits of the street have long been blocked by figures!

The evil spirit emanating from these people made the black shadow tremble!

Flying fish suit!

Embroidered spring knife!

"Jinyiwei?!"

Tian Boguang's complexion suddenly became gloomy, but he was not afraid, instead he whistled: "Who am I, it turns out to be Jin Yiwei, the imperial eagle dog, what did I do, Lao Tian, ​​it is worth all the uncles of Jinyiwei to work so hard. ?"

As he spoke, out of the corner of his eyes, he observed the encircling circle without a trace.

The next moment, his heart sank little by little.

Most of the Jinyiwei inside and outside the alley are not in his eyes, but there are too many, there are no less than a hundred people, and every escape route for him is completely blocked!

"Don't worry about it."

Ling Chen walked out slowly, Xiuchun Dao in hand, and his face was grim: "There are rumors in the rivers and lakes, Tian Boguang travels alone thousands of miles, but he has never been caught, it is because of his Qinggong who is single-handed, but no matter how high your Qinggong is, what am I Jinyiwei? None, just too many people."

Pei Lun appeared on the other side.

Carrying the knife stick on his shoulder, he looked at Tian Boguang and said with a sneer, "As long as you are restrained by someone for even a moment, Pei's knife will stab into your heart!"

"Brother Tian, ​​if you don't believe it, you can try it!"

Before he finished speaking, more than a hundred Jinyi guards pulled out the embroidered spring knives at the same time.

Hearing the sound of "锵" and "锵" at first, it seemed as if the waves crashed upon the shore. In this dark night sky, an indescribable depressing and chilling air shrouded Tian Boguang.

Undoubtedly, these short sentences nakedly showed Jin Yiwei's style of doing things.