a killer friend of mine

Wen Shisan dexterously jumped onto the roof, but before he could stabilize himself, eight warriors wearing masks, wearing black costumes and armed with various weapons gathered silently, blocking all escape routes.The two people who were facing him made way, and a scribe in Tsing Yi walked in slowly.This green-clothed scribe has an ordinary appearance, if he is in the crowd, he will definitely stand out from the crowd, but his three beards are fluttering under his chin, his attitude is calm and calm, and he has a somewhat fairy-like appearance, which is outstanding.

Although he hadn't had a face-to-face conversation, Wen Shisan also knew that this person was Yin Pijiang, the number one expert under Liu Zhenye's command. If the other party hadn't pretended to be Liu Zhenye and slept on the bed today, he wouldn't be in such a mess.He even didn't expect that this person also possessed supernatural powers and could follow him here from thousands of miles away.Wen Shisan is usually quite proud of his martial arts, and he can't help but feel apprehensive about facing such an opponent.

Yin Pijiang Nianxu smiled faintly, cupped his hands and respectfully said: "I'm Yin Pijiang, I'm presenting to His Highness." If someone else said this, it would be ironic, but when he said it, it was very natural, without any affectation.

Wen Shisan was not surprised that he knew his identity, and asked quietly: "Danfeng said?"

"Yes." Yin Pijiang nodded slightly, and then said softly, "There is one more thing about her. Your Highness may not want to inquire about it, so let me also say it—she is dead."

When Wen Shisan was told the news suddenly, he couldn't help being shocked, and lost his voice: "I know...it's clear..."

Yin Pijiang sighed softly: "That's right, Your Highness has a kind heart, and he couldn't bear to kill her and let her live. But if she returns to the general to serve, she will definitely harm His Highness, which is unrighteous; if she walks away and betrays her master, This is infidelity. Loyalty is a dilemma, so she had no choice but to pass on the real identity of His Royal Highness Feige to the general, and then committed suicide to make amends to His Highness." He has worked with Danfeng for more than ten years. The friendship of colleagues, at this time, slowly talked about Danfeng's death, with a touch of sentimentality in his tone.

Wen Shisan's sigh fell with the sound of desolate rain: "I don't blame her, why bother to find a way out."

Yin Pijiang comforted him and said: "There are ups and downs in the world, each has its own destiny. Your Highness is kind enough to show mercy. You don't have to blame yourself. However, I have some doubts. Your Highness can feel sad for a female assassin. Since not long ago when she returned to Beijing, she has killed more than ten officials stationed in the town. People, female relatives lose their husbands, children lose their fathers, and the hearts of the people are scattered. This crime is a thousand times more than Danfeng's death, so why is Your Highness not ashamed?"

Wen Shisan said coolly: "It is my original intention to kill the vassals who support themselves, but I want to see Danfeng's death."

Yin Pijiang's expression remained unchanged, and there was a bit of contempt in his words: "In this world, the capable are the top. Now that the royal family is in decline, there are neither strategic talents nor benevolent people. They have long been unable to control the vast territory. Why not replace it? The lords compete, and the winner is the king. This is a strategy that benefits the country and the people." There was no one else here, and facing Wen Shisan, he uttered treasonous and treacherous words without any concealment.

Wen Shisan said coldly: "It would be a shame for you not to be a litigator if you can speak of infidelity in such a high-sounding manner. Don't you hear that 'the king has made mistakes, the minister does not remonstrate, the minister's crime, the minister remonstrates,' If the king does not change, the minister will change it for the king'? A minister should persuade the king and help the country. If the king refuses to accept it many times, he can establish a new leader. Now Liu Zhenye does not want to serve the country. He only wants to support the king. Soldiers are self-respecting, fighting for power and profit, Sima Zhao's heart, is it obvious? The country is in a precarious state. If there is another war, the people will only be displaced and their lives will be ruined. Killing dozens of people will save dozens of battles and save tens of millions of people. What am I guilty of?"

The rain was falling more urgently, but Wen Shisan had a fire burning in his heart, and he couldn't feel the coldness of the rain. After he finished speaking, his eyes were brighter than usual, as if the fire in his heart had ignited the stars.

Yin Pijiang said regretfully: "It seems that neither of us can convince the other." He silently glanced at Wen Shisan: "If you kill Your Highness, you can clear the way for my Lord, and I have no regrets." After finishing speaking , he turned around and withdrew from the encirclement, and the two people around him immediately surrounded him again.The eight people locked Wen Shisan's surroundings as strong as an iron bucket, making it difficult to fly even with wings.

With a calm expression, Wen Shisan took out a dagger from his sleeve.Both the hilt and the scabbard are made of white jade, warm and smooth, with simple and beautiful patterns chiseled on both sides, which are filled with some blue substance, shining faintly, like a slowly flowing river.He twitched lightly, and the blade slid out of the scabbard like flowing water.This sword is forged from a special material, so clear that it is almost transparent. If you don't look carefully, you can't feel its existence.

There were ten men standing on the roof, and he was sure there was no other ambush.The ten people stood motionless in the pouring rain like petrochemicals, no one had any plans to make a move, as if they were going to confront each other here forever, only a trace of vitality leaked from the fluttering sleeves of their clothes.

Wen Shisan held the dagger in his hand, holding his breath and waiting for a good time to make a move.He has received the cruelest training since he was a child, and he can quietly hibernate in an inconspicuous corner for several hours, just to wait for the best opportunity to draw a sword. Waiting is really commonplace for him.But his opponents were also very patient. Sixteen pairs of cold eyes were focused on him. If the eyes had strength, he would have been riddled with wounds.Yin Pijiang also looked this way, his eyes were not only peaceful, but also did not contain killing intent.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the ridge of the roof pale. The short sword in Wen Shisan's hand received the light and reflected it into the eyes of a black-clothed warrior. A vigorous cheetah cut the opponent's throat neatly.His shot started the battle, and the ready-to-move weapons in the hands of the warriors were no longer suppressed, and they rushed towards him with a bloodthirsty flickering light.