Quick time travel villain breeding manual

Chapter 184 The Young Master Is So Proud (20)

All the elite killers in the Zhengrong Pavilion participated in this assassination plan, and most of the killers still stayed in the pavilion.The target this time is the ordnance factory of Murong's family and Ximen's family. The risk factor is quite high, but it is much more difficult than going to destroy the gate of Ji's family last time.

But the purpose this time is not to exterminate the family, but to destroy the ordnance factory. As long as a man-made event that looks like an accident, the century-old foundation of the Murong family and the Ximen family will be destroyed overnight.

Pavilion Master Qianfan also participated in this operation. In the snow field outside the capital city, she was wearing a red dress, which stood out against the white background.

Wan Wan poked Yang Zhou's shoulder and muttered, "Why does the pavilion master always like to wear red clothes recently? He always wore plain white clothes before, and his preference changed too quickly." But it was still pretty tight, like The phoenix is ​​like weeping blood, bright and moving.

Yang Zhou nodded in agreement.

At this time, Situ Tanhua, the 29th floor building owner who was squatting on the ground holding a dagger poking snowflakes, said, "You don't know that. When a woman starts to wear red clothes every day, it can only mean one thing, that That is, she has a man she wants to marry."

Her face was painted with heavy makeup, like a gorgeous peony, flamboyant and happy, not a silent epiphyllum in the middle of the night.

Wanran also squatted down when she heard the words, whispered to Situ Tanhua, and said, "Sister Situ, it's possible that the pavilion master wants to marry Mr. Shangguan, tsk tsk, our pavilion master's vision is really amazing, pick the best one when you pick one." .”

Situ Tanhua smiled silently, patted Wanran on the shoulder, and then whispered: "It's not that our pavilion master insists on marrying Mr. Shangguan, it's Mr. Shangguan who has recognized our pavilion master. I heard from the news office, The Shangguan family has made a big move recently, and invited the best tailor in the entire Yun Kingdom to use the most precious gemstones to make a dress for the newlyweds. The pavilion master probably knows about it."

"Then why is the pavilion master wearing red clothes now? Is he looking forward to it too much?" Wan Ran asked with a smile after consciously discovering the truth.

Situ Tanhua's eyes dimmed. As a veteran who has been in the flowers since the age of 15 and has been around for more than 30 years, she is very familiar with the expression on the face of Pavilion Master Qianfan. It is the expression of a woman who wants to kill her sweetheart but is a bit reluctant.

Mr. Shangguan also doesn't seem like a half-hearted person, and why the pavilion master showed such an expression, she can't guess the reason, the two probably won't become a married couple, but it's more likely that they will become a bitter couple... …

With an order, everyone put on a white cloak, and there was a vast amount of white snow falling in the sky and the earth, like cotton, I took a breath, and the mist condensed into water droplets in the air, " Use this snow to hide your tracks and act now."

Through this field, and then through the tunnels of the two caves, you can reach the ordnance factories of Murong's family and Ximen's family. Their ancestors must have never imagined that the result of building the ordnance factories together is the result of the two families. The foundations were destroyed together, and no one survived.

I took the lead, mobilized my internal strength, and flew across the snow, with more than 50 killers following my figure and heading for the destination.

Only the blood of the enemy makes the sword sharper.

Before the guards guarding the entrance of the tunnel screamed, the assassins behind me had already harvested their lives in an instant.

Five people were left guarding the exit to inform them, so as not to be surrounded by enemy reinforcements at that time.

Murong Qian, who is proficient in mechanisms, also followed, found the key from the bodyguard, and opened a secret door hidden behind the bushes. This is the real entrance of the tunnel.

As the footsteps stepped in, the lights in the tunnel lit up one after another, and I walked quickly through the tunnel. There are many traps here, but the killers are all with excellent eyesight, and mobilized Qinggong to step on the stone slab with the most footprints.

This is the first time I have done this kind of assassination with a bunch of people, but the recent incident really made me too depressed, and I probably couldn't calm down without seeing blood.I seem to be born with this kind of madness in my blood, to break out of adversity with fewer enemies.

At the end of the tunnel, there is a workshop for pouring sword blades. I saw a bunch of assassins wrapped in white cloaks and masked. Everyone was unexpectedly calm, and they picked up the swords beside them to prepare for defense. They are all experienced Rich swordsmiths, although not proficient in wielding knives and guns, still have some kung fu for self-defense.

I reached out and stopped the people behind me who had already picked up their weapons and were about to fight.

With a palm strike, all the newly formed swords on the table were crushed into powder, "Death or surrender? We will take care of your relatives, but if you insist on fighting at this time, you and your relatives will die .”

"Who are you guys?" The leading swordsmith stared and said, but the sword in his hand was facing me.

I reached out and grabbed the tip of the sword, and then the sword turned into a handful of ashes that dissipated in the air, "Assassin of Zhengrong Pavilion, is this answer enough? We have already investigated your details, don't you?" Are you willing to be the watchdogs of the Murong family from generation to generation?"

I waved to Murong Qian who was behind me, and Murong Qian took out a stack of documents from his arms knowingly, all of them were slaves of them and their relatives.

The appearance of Murong Qian was obviously a shock to all the swordsmiths present. That was their former companion... Zhengrong Pavilion, I heard that they donated 3 taels of silver to the Wulin Alliance to support the Ji family who had destroyed their family Old and weak women and children, so they chose to remain silent.

Moreover, this leader's force is astonishing, an iron sword can be crushed into powder at will, so if a person is in front of her, it is not impossible for her to be wiped out in an instant.

According to the previous instructions, Murong Qian stepped forward to select companions who he felt were quite capable and reliable in character, while the rest were not so lucky, and were directly killed by a sword.

Because of the combination of grace and power before, no one thought of taking up the sword to resist us invaders.

But there were also one or two guys who didn't know the current affairs in the end, "Murong Chian, how dare you not choose me, have you forgotten that I sent a bag of rice to your family back then?"

"That's right, back then you 'missed' molesting my wife." Murong Chian's face was bulging with veins, and his eyes widened with anger.

However, the killer behind him had already cut the man in half with a sharp knife. Their killers also have personality and integrity. If they don't kill this kind of guy, should they be kept and brought to Zhengrong Pavilion?

In the end, only twenty swordsmiths, five stove burners, and one account settler were brought to the Zhengrong Pavilion, along with the blueprints for making those precious weapons.

I thought how strict the defense would be, but we didn’t expect that we were thinking too much. There were not as many guards as I brought here, let alone a group of soft-legged shrimps, so we gave up resistance directly.

A little sulfur, saltpeter, charcoal, is enough to make a pack of black powder, blow up a place, and nothing will be left after the fire.

After receiving the firework signal from the sky, more than a dozen carriages drove to the foot of the mountain, and a group of people returned to the Zhengrong Pavilion in a mighty manner. The swordsmiths and fire burners were assigned to the carriages of the killers and kept under strict supervision.

Wan Ruan squeezed into my carriage, and said angrily, "Pavilion Master, the task this time has gone too smoothly. It's really calm and not challenging at all." As she spoke, she took a veil and wiped it carefully. Looking at the blood in the blood groove of her blade.

I leaned against the wall of the carriage, closed my eyes and meditated, and covered my body with a warm and comfortable Persian blanket, "In my opinion, you don't care whether things go well or not. It's been a long time, my hands are itchy and I just want to see blood... Killing people really makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

The wheel of the wheel went over a stone and bumped a bit.

Wan Ran stretched out her hand and looked carefully, "Pavilion Master, have I really become a heartless person? I don't know when I started to like killing people."

I patted Wanran's head helplessly, opened my eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Change your hobbies, such as carving stones, trimming flowers and plants, etc. It's much more fun than killing people, and the requirements for martial arts are also higher."

Wan Ran's eyes lit up when he heard the words, put the knife into the sheath, and asked happily: "Is this how the pavilion master's martial arts were trained? The knife technique you used to defeat Ziyi Chonghua was from carving stones, Did you realize it while pruning flowers and plants?"

I nodded silently, and closed my eyes again, today is really too tired.

Wanran and Yangzhou's attachment to Ziyi Zhonghua is more serious than I imagined. Isn't it because they look better and their martial arts moves are more beautiful?Sure enough, the charm of a beautiful girl can be killed by both men and women.

No matter what Wanran thinks, as long as she can find a good hobby as soon as possible.If you don't pervert in killing, you will be killed in killing.Being a killer is doomed to a bad death, but I have selfish intentions, hoping that Wanran won't live too tired.

"Wanran, when I leave, you and Yangzhou will take good care of the Zhengrong Pavilion. Yangzhou is meticulous in doing things, but always a little hesitant, and you are a little impatient and aggressive, which complement each other. Being the leader of the killer, sooner or later I'm going to die, I'll entrust the future to you first." I closed my eyes and said slowly.

She seemed silent, but I understood that if she heard it, that was enough.

The news about the explosions at Ximen’s and Murong’s ordnance factories spread, and even the entire mountain was blown up, and there were rocks rolling down from time to time on the mountain. It was impossible to go into the mountain to search carefully. Will hide the traces of footsteps and ruts, any traces will not be found.

But the relatives of those swordsmiths disappeared from the capital for no reason, and there was no trace to be found. What disappeared with them were their slave documents in Ximen's family and Murong's family. Someone must be manipulating all this. less than...

But if they report to the imperial court, because of their incompetence and cannot find the mastermind, they will definitely be dragged out of the Chen Gate and beheaded by the tyrannical emperor Gu Suzheng. Therefore, with the acquiescence of everyone, this incident ended in an accident.

With the help of these swordsmiths, the weapons and equipment of Zhengrong Pavilion have become sharper and more advanced, and the tasks have become more handy.

In addition, a major event that shocked the whole country happened. At the wharf of the Shangguan Mansion, the imperial envoy found out a batch of hundreds of artillery and guns purchased from overseas by Shan Yujia, a family of Jiangmen, and hid them in the Among more than ten large Western clocks.

The meaning of conspiracy is self-evident.

Emperor Longyan was furious and directly executed Shan Yu's family.

The seven prominent families fell one after another, and the imperial power became more and more prominent. Although the emperor Gu Suzheng had a tyrannical personality, he was a stickler for his career. Everyone in the hall was terrified.

The night was as cool as water, and the showers had just stopped.In Liuhua Palace, the night wind blows over the woman's blue silk like a waterfall, her frail body swaying slightly in the wind, her back looks ethereal and lonely, solemn and dignified, and her white dress is noisy in the night wind.

Hearing the sound from behind, the woman's expression was not too emotional, as if she had expected it long ago, but also as if it didn't matter.There was emptiness on the bright and clear face, and the hazy hopelessness in the blue-like eyes.

Two years ago, she was the eldest daughter of the Gongsun family, who was full of peaches and plums. Gongsun Ruoxia, with superb piano skills, was well-known in the capital. She was the attendant of the empress Yunrong. Important memorials will also ask her for advice.

In time, she will be His Majesty's female official, the most capable courtier, and they will become a good story for a generation of monarchs and ministers.

When she reached the age to leave the palace to marry, His Majesty promised her that when she got married, he would give her an imperial order and make her a female official.And she was looking forward to it too.

Just as she was leaving, Gu Suzheng appeared in front of His Majesty. From a male favorite in the harem to the top of the court, he became a scholar of the Imperial Academy and was appreciated by his father. He was promoted step by step until he became a householder Minister of the Department.

Later, His Majesty was betrayed by Gu Suzheng, and was conspired to usurp the throne during the palace coup.

What a ridiculous ending.The woman she respected the most, the woman she admired, was being manipulated by a man like this.

But she believes that she is not dead yet, she knows that in the imperial tomb is a tomb of clothes.

Her Majesty will rise from the ashes and return in all glory.

Gu Suzheng stood behind Gongsun Ruoxia, looking at her figure, his eyes were blurred for a moment, and then turned into deliberate alienation and arrogance, and his calm face darkened for a moment.

Gongsun Ruoxia has the shadow of Yunrong on his body, arrogant and indifferent. Once behind that back, he was like a despicable mouse. He had to shrink in the shadow and always felt a little scared. He thought that if Yunrong No more empress, things will be different...

But now that Yunrong has become a killer, and he is the monarch, his dark and despicable thoughts have not changed...

He was afraid of Yunrong, and he was even more afraid. In the past, it was because of their disparity in status that he felt that her liking was like pity for the weak. Now, it was because he had betrayed her. If someone had ever loved him wholeheartedly in this life , that is Yunrong...

"Gusuzheng, long time no see." Gongsun Ruoxia spoke lightly, evoking a smile.

"It's been a long time, my queen." Gu Suzheng said indifferently with a cold face.

(End of this chapter)