Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

Martial Arts: Inviting the Moon to Send Me, Undercover Jin Yiwei Author: Shallow Sea Crayfish

Introduction:

Holding the full-moon scimitar, he beheaded all the masters in the world, possessed the magic power of Mingyu, with an endless supply of internal energy, and an indestructible golden body, which could block thousands of swords.

This is the Zongwu Rivers and Lakes, where there is Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, Basiba of Tantric Sect, Sunflower Patriarch of Great Ming Dynasty, and Meng Chixing of Demon Sect.

There are Cihang Jingzhai Fanqinghui, Shi Feixuan, and there are Zhu Yuyan and Wanwan from the Yinkui sect.

There is the Thief's Holy White Exhibition Hall, and there is the King of Pirates, Sikong Zhaixing.

There is Tianya Haige Li Qiushui, and there is Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect.

There are West Factory, East Factory, Jinyiwei, and six doors.

As the eldest son of Yihua Palace, Lin Wuyou was invited to join Jinyiwei since he was a child.

Zhao Min: This person has caused me a lot of losses.

Liu Ruoxin: I'm going to gouge out your eyes.

Wan Wan: Master, I am tempted by him.

Concubine Shixuan: I would like to feed the devil with my body and return the world to peace

The martial arts created by the crayfish in the shallow sea: Invite the moon to send me, undercover Jin Yiwei

Chapter 1Chapter 1 Mongolian Yuan, Stealing the List (asking for flowers, evaluation tickets, monthly tickets)

Ruyang Palace

Ah Er: "Princess, the thief who sneaked into the palace and stole me, Meng Yuan, from the Daming spy list, has found his way."

Zhao Min: "Arrange people immediately, and make sure not to let the thief escape."

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The moonlight was shining, and it was already halfway through the midnight. In the capital city of Meng Yuan, in a residential area in the east of the city, there were bursts of chaotic footsteps.

And soon, these footsteps stopped in front of a house.

After a moment of silence, a woman's crisp voice was heard:

"Hands on"

砰

The next moment, the gate of the house was slammed open, and a large number of Mongolian Yuan soldiers with swords rushed in and searched everywhere.

And behind them, a woman walked in. This woman had a jade-like face, red lips and beautiful eyes, and was wearing a long white dress.

Behind her, three men followed closely, one middle-aged and two middle-aged men.

The middle-aged man has a serious face, not angry and pretentious, and holds a long sword in his hand, obviously a master of swords.

As for the other two middle-aged men, they were all broad-boned and muscular, and they were clearly masters of external skills.

Looking around at the courtyard and the dark room, the beautiful woman in the lead spoke:

"It seems that you are a step late. Ah Da stays here. Ah Er Ah San, you all rush to the outside of the city now, join the ambushing people outside the city, and see if you can catch each other."

"Yes, the princess!"

That's right, this beautiful woman is the current Generalissimo of the Mongolian Yuan Army, the daughter of Ruyang King Chahantmu'er, named Shaomin County, and she also has a Han name, Zhao Min.

His master ordered that the two strong men named Ah Da Ah Er immediately lead the order and leave.

And just as the two left, the house was also searched.

A Mongolian Yuan soldier took a piece of paper, walked up to Zhao Min, bowed his head and reported:

"Reporting to the princess, I didn't find any trace of the spies. I only found some ashes of burnt paper scraps, and... There is also a note left by the thief."

After receiving the paper, Zhao Min looked over it, and his eyes turned cold the next moment.

"Jinyiwei!!"

"go!"

When the white paper fell to the ground, Zhao Min turned and left, while the middle-aged man named Ah Da who was holding a long sword followed quickly.

As for the white paper that landed on the ground, it was impressively written 'Thank you Princess Shaomin, Jin Yiwei accepted this list with a smile. '

At the same time, a mile outside the capital city of Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty, a figure was standing among a pile of corpses. Under the cold moonlight, he was a handsome young man with soft brows and pale face. He looked like a scholar of literary quality. The face appeared in front of my eyes.

It's just that this young man is wearing a black uniform, a pair of soap boots, and a machete sticking out of his waist like a waning moon.

This outfit brought a bit of disobedience to his scholarly temperament, but it also had a different kind of charm.

"Ahem, it's really troublesome. It's not good to let me leave like this. I have to take my own life to the door."

Looking at the corpses of the Mongolian Yuan warriors at his feet, the money bags on the waists of the corpses, and the bald strong man staring at him.

Lin Wuyou couldn't help coughing twice, then glanced at his hunched left arm, raised his right hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sighed helplessly.

"An Houtian martial artist killed so many people in front of me, today even gods can't save you!"

The bald-headed man in front of him had an extremely ugly complexion at this time, and at the same time his mouth showed killing intent, he stepped on his foot, and a pale gold appeared on his right palm. I patted my worried heart.

Facing the whistling wind in front of him, Lin Wuyou's somewhat pale face suddenly laughed:

"That's a pity. I don't believe in gods or immortals. I only believe in the knife in my hand."

As soon as the words were finished, Lin Wuyou's palm touched the handle of the scimitar that looked like a waning moon behind his waist.

Draw the knife and unsheath it.

The next moment, a crescent moon seemed to appear in the eyes of the attacking bald man. A trace of disdain flashed in the bald man's eyes. The palm he slapped suddenly moved, and he went straight to grab the scimitar.

But Lin Wuyou was expressionless.

唰

The sharp blade slashed, and in midair, a thick half of the palm fell down with blood. The bald man didn't even feel the pain, and a chill spread all over his body.

One step away from Lin Wuyou, the bald man stopped, held up his half-handed hand, and looked at Lin Wuyou who was so close with disbelief in his eyes.

Or, to be precise, he looked at the scimitar in his hand.

"God... Soldier!"

On the blade, under the moonlight in the middle of the night, a line of small words full of poetry was firmly reflected in his eyes.

The small building listened to the spring rain all night. '

puff

The sturdy body fell to the ground, and the severed half of the palm fell beside him, and the bald man just fell silent.

call

Taking a deep breath, the murderous intent in Lin Wuyou's eyes began to subside, and the 'scimitar' in his hand, which was not stained with a trace of blood, was retracted into the scabbard on his lower back.

"Cough cough."

Looking at the bald man who died in front of him, Lin Wuyou suddenly coughed again, and another stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

In the fight before, this guy was too arrogant, he only shot when he saw that his subordinates were almost dead, Lin Wuyou couldn't dodge in time, he was hit by his powerful vajra palm on the left shoulder, and even his internal organs were severely injured .

If the other party didn't know the existence of the magic weapon, he could only run away.

"Xiantian, this time back to Daming, the task is completed, I should be able to break through Xiantian."

After muttering something to himself, Lin Wuyou turned his head to look in the direction where Meng Yuan Dadu was, and then, without further ado, began to search the corpses all over the floor.

But for a moment, seeing that there were a lot of purses in his hands, Lin Wuyou had a satisfied smile on his face, and then he turned around and picked up the little internal energy left, used his lightness kung fu, and left gracefully.

And not long after Lin Wuyou left, Ah Er Ah San also rushed over.

Coming closer, looking at the corpses on the ground in front of him, whose throats or hearts had been pierced by fingers, Ah Er said:

"They were killed by claw power."

As for Ah San, she saw the bald strong man lying on the ground at a glance, stepped forward and turned his body over, and after looking carefully, she naturally noticed the broken palm, and her pupils shrank slightly for a moment.

"What a fast knife, Gangzhi died, and he died under the fast knife. The knife cut off his palm first, and then continued to cut across his throat to kill him. The wound in his throat was only a line of blood."

Hearing Ah San's voice, Ah Er came over and saw Gang Zhi's body, and anger began to rise on his face.

"Wisdom is already innate, and what's more, he is practicing the external skills of our Vajra Sect. It seems that the person who killed him is a master."

None of them thought about the possibility of the other party possessing divine weapons. You must know that Meng Yuan and Daming combined may not have more than twenty divine weapons.

Then they continued to check, but after a hasty investigation, the attitude of the two suddenly became a little subtle.

Ah Er: The clothes of these people seem to have been rummaged through?

Ah San: None of them have money bags on them.

Realizing that something was wrong, the two glanced at each other, and became more and more angry. After killing a person and searching for the body, are they still human!

Filled with anger, the two immediately got up and chased in the direction of Daming.

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Chapter 2 Capital City, Jinyiwei Intelligence Department'Lin Wuyou' (asking for flowers, evaluation tickets, monthly tickets)

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

In the middle of the night, in the northern part of the capital of the Ming Dynasty, the Jinyiwei headquarters is in the main hall.

Lin Wuyou's travel-laden figure appeared here.

Directly in front of him, sat a middle-aged man in black who was watching with a piece of paper in his hand.

On the left and right hands of his lower head, there are a gloomy man in a flying fish suit and a strong man sitting there.

And the middle-aged man in black in the middle is the commander of Jin Yiwei, Qinglong.

As for the other two, they were Xuanwu, a gloomy man, and Baihu, a strong man, among the three envoys in Jinyiwei.

These two are also the rulers of Jinyiwei Nanzhen Fusi and Beizhen Fusi.

Nanzhen Fusi is under the jurisdiction of Xuanwu, responsible for the rewards and punishments and investigations of Jinyiwei's internal personnel.

Beizhen Fusi is under the jurisdiction of Baihu and is responsible for arresting the outside world.

Withdrawing his gaze from the list in his hand, Qinglong handed it directly to the gloomy man Xuanwu on the left hand of his lower head, then looked at Lin Wuyou and said:

"Lin Wuyou, you did a good job on this mission, but you belong to the 'Information Division' Suzaku Town Fushi, and Suzaku needs a few days to return. As for your reward, we will wait for a while. You can rest for a while."

"Thank you sir!"

Lin Wuyou wasn't in a hurry, he just responded and turned around and left the place.

And just after he left, in the main hall, Xuanwu finished reading the list in his hand, and a gleam of joy appeared on his face.

"Brother, with this list, I, Jin Yiwei, seem to be making a great contribution."

"It is indeed a great achievement, Baihu, you must immediately send people to arrest these people on the list, you must be quick, these people are scattered all over the capital, and you must capture these people back to Jinyiwei before the other ministries react. "

Qinglong nodded, and at the same time looked at Baihu, and gave orders.

Baihu was about to respond when he heard the words, but Xuanwu spoke first:

"Brother, how about leaving this matter to me to handle."

"Xuanwu, you're dreaming. You haven't settled your dispute with Dongchang yet, and you still want to meddle in my Beizhen Fusi's affairs."

Hearing an angry reprimand, Bai Hu stood up abruptly, with an unforgivable look of rage.

Facing Baihu's reprimand, Xuanwu frowned, and explained:

"Now that Dongchang is very powerful, Jinyiwei is at the bottom of the six tribes. Even if it is not as good as our Shenhou Mansion, its principal, Zhuge Zheng, is far superior to my elder brother in martial arts. I am also thinking about the development of Jinyiwei."

"Fart, you and I know who Cao Zhengchun is, do you think you can rely on Jin Yiwei to be powerful!"

Bai Hu was obviously very dissatisfied with Xuanwu's explanation.

At this moment, Qinglong spoke:

"Okay, stop arguing, Xuanwu is also thinking about Jin Yiwei, but Cao Zhengchun is not trustworthy, and Jin Yiwei can't be a knife in the hands of others."