Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

Most of the pedestrians on the street have been scared away.

Whether it's the ferocious and cunning vicious dog of the capital, the mysterious killer, or Ji Wuchen sitting in the carriage, none of them can offend.

Watching the excitement, you have to worry about whether your head will fall to the ground in the next moment.

Fortunately, no one was here anymore, otherwise Fu An would have left a psychological shadow on many people if he swaggered over with a dead body that had been divided into two parts.

"Master! This assassin is very powerful, and his subordinates cannot catch him alive."

Fu An felt a little guilty, threw the corpse and the broken dagger in front of him, and knelt down on one knee facing Ji Wuchen's carriage.

Ji Wuchen was silent for a while.

Fu An thought it was the master who blamed him, and was very disturbed.

However, Ji Wuchen said helplessly:

"Dog, you are kneeling again, this month's salary..."

Fu'an panicked, and quickly stood up with a smile on her face.

"My lord, please spare me this time, I really forgot! I promise, such a thing will never happen next time!"

Ji Wuchen shook his head, sighed, and got off the carriage.

The assassin's death was miserable, and the strong smell of blood made people frown slightly.

He squatted down and pulled off the mask on the assassin's face.

This is a young man with a rather handsome face.

Ji Wuchen tried to search, but couldn't find anything from him that could prove his identity.

"Do you know where this guy came from?"

After thinking for a moment, he chose to ask Fu An.

This kid Fu An knows a lot, maybe he can see it.

Sure enough, Fu An just thought for a while, and then replied:

"My slave thinks that this assassin is probably a member of the Commoner Society. Master, in the Jianghu, except for the master-level warriors under the command of the Commoner Society, the rest of the forces... are a bunch of trash. Of course, they may also be dead soldiers raised by some noble families. , but ordinary dead soldiers do not have this kind of assassination method."

"Commoner will..."

Ji Wuchen frowned deeply.

He remembered what Wang Ergou had said to him before.

Fu An continued: "This force is very evil. The old master tried to attack them several times, but he was in vain, and then nothing happened."

Ji Wuchen nodded.

He knew that the reason why his father didn't wipe out the Commoner Society was that apart from the mystery of the other party, there was another very important reason: his father didn't pay much attention to this group of people at all, and he did it just on a whim, just for fun.

"Let's deal with the corpse, don't throw it here to scare people."

Fu An nodded and bowed, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and gently shook it on the mutilated corpse.

Grayish-yellow powder was poured out of the porcelain bottle, and when it encountered flesh and blood, it quickly corroded it. It didn't take long for the assassin's body to turn into a puddle of foul-smelling yellow water.

Carrion powder, a must-have medicine for home and travel to destroy corpses and traces.

Ji Wuchen nodded and got on the carriage again.

As for who invited the people from the Commoner Association to do it, he guessed that it was Nangong Yi who did it.

These are the only people who have had conflicts with him recently.

If it was Wang Yong and others who wanted to kill him, there was no need to use the trick of assassination.

Besides, Wang Yong has no reason to kill him yet.

The conflict between the two has not yet reached that point—at least, for the time being.

"You are hurt?"

Fu An also got into the carriage, and when he was about to continue driving, Ji Wuchen noticed a bloodstain on the back of the number one dog beside him.

Killing a seriously injured person can also be injured?

Fu An was a little embarrassed.

"Cough cough, small injury, small injury, it's okay, that assassin is cunning, he accidentally got hit."

Ji Wuchen couldn't laugh or cry.

"You, pay more attention next time. Your body is the capital. How much resources I spent training you, don't let yourself be useless."

Fu An quickly said yes, and drove the carriage forward slowly.

Ji Wuchen shook his head and closed his eyes again.

If the person behind the attack was really Nangong Yi, and he paid for it instead of begging the people from Tianxuanmen to do it, what does this prove?
It seems that Zuoqiu Chang and others may have left the capital.

He was thinking, and suddenly heard a muffled "boom!" in front of him.

But Fu An remained silent and fell straight from the seat, almost being crushed by the wheels of the carriage.

"what happened to you?"

Ji Wuchen was taken aback, hurriedly stepped forward to rein in the horse, turned over and got out of the carriage to check.

He supported Fu An's body that fell to the ground, and found that this guy was pale, his lips were black, and he had passed out.

"poisoned?"

The surprise was no small matter.

Ji Wuchen hurriedly looked at the wound on Fu An's back, sure enough, the blood oozing from a shallow wound had turned black.

"Depend on!"

He cursed secretly, and carried Fu An into the carriage.

The assassin's weapon was all poisoned, and it was poisonous enough to pose a threat to a martial arts master!
Damn thing, aren't you afraid of poisoning yourself when you're playing with a knife?
The situation in Fu'an looked quite bad, and even his breathing became weak.

Ji Wuchen was anxious.

Fu An is his number one dog leg and the most trusted subordinate around him, so he must not have any accidents!

"Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng! Help me find something that can detoxify me!"

Inside the space ring, Xiaomeng was looking at a small box with a happy smile.

She is a very far-sighted little loli, she carefully packed up the delicious food Ji Wuchen gave her these two days, and kept it for later eating.

Anyway, the food in the space ring will not spoil.

Haha, I'm so smart!
The host's voice suddenly sounded, and the little loli quickly hid the box behind her like a thief.

"Ah? What? For detoxification? I, I'll look for... Uh, the enhanced version of the Niuhuang Jiedu Pill system, Qi Zhengzheng orders one, it can detoxify the profound poison and below, do you want to exchange it?"

The Xuan-level poison is the most cost-effective poison on the market, and it is enough to kill a third-rank master-level powerhouse. The assassin himself is only a ninth-rank master, so the poison used should be the highest level.

"exchange!"

Ji Wuchen was afraid that Fu An would die if he didn't pay attention, so he hurriedly exchanged Niuhuangjiedu pills.

A faint light flickered in his hand, and a golden pill appeared.

"Dog, I want you to be careful and you won't listen."

Half helpless and half distressed, Ji Wuchen stuffed the elixir into Fu An's mouth.

This elixir melts in the mouth, which saves the trouble of feeding it.

Soon, Fu An's complexion became better, and the blood flowing from his back turned bright red, but he was still unconscious.

With such a change, Ji Wuchen lost the mood to continue to the palace, sighed, and acted as a coachman to send Fu An back to the General's Mansion.

After handing this guy over to Qinglong and the others, he went to the palace alone.

"Nangong Yi!"

Walking on the street, Ji Wuchen's eyes burned like fire.

"It's best, you didn't do this, otherwise..."

It's fine if it's just an ordinary assassination, but you hurt someone.