blue wind
Chapter 61 Conspiracy and Scarlet
What a woman in a brothel said was still about the fate of a first-class master in the world, which was obviously not so convincing.
The man who questioned him at first raised his voice again, with a sharp question: "You are talking about hype right now, and it is impossible for us to know whether it is true or not. In case your news is inaccurate, or it is simply sent by that thief Lang Ling to confuse us Yes, then we go, how can we come back? It's too unreliable!"
"That's right!" Another male voice echoed, "I'm familiar with that Langling. Although he loves to play, he is by no means the kind of person who will be fascinated by women. Is this a life-threatening secret to tell you?"
"This..." The woman hesitated for a moment, as if she felt that it was difficult to explain, she hurriedly said: "Oh, heroes, this is actually not news from the slave family, na—"
Cocklebur heard the sound of cloth rubbing in the house.The woman seemed to take out something, and then, several people in the room let out incredible gasps.
"How come...they still take care of our business?"
"Bah! At such a moment, you jump out and pretend to be a good old man. What did you do?"
"But since it's the information provided by the other side, it should be quite accurate. After all, Tingfeng Pavilion is also one of their formidable enemies. They probably want that man to die in their dreams..."
"Don't you understand, we have been used as spearmen again! Now that Lang Ling is looking for us everywhere, how long can we hide? The only way out is to assassinate him!"
As soon as this rebuke came out, everyone obviously realized something and fell silent.
The man was still heartbroken and continued: "The sect's hostility, destruction, and even our desperate choices... everything is under the control of the chess player, and we are just chess pieces! Whether we are dead or alive, All chess pieces that have nothing to do with this chess game!"
"Why!?" The gruff voice said angrily, "What if I don't follow his path?"
"Stupid!" the male voice said coldly, "You have that courage, but you don't move your lump. Think about it, are we indispensable and important chess pieces? Songbian sent us, only It's just because they don't want to part with their own masters! If you don't go, you will definitely die, and you can only earn your way out if you fight this one!"
Cocklebur keenly captured the information in his words.
Pine side pie.
He had heard about this sect from Lang Ling, and it seemed to have caused Lang Ling a lot of trouble.
Xan'er didn't know the power division of "Mo Bian Ting Tao", he only knew that the sect that could cause trouble for Lang Ling must be very difficult to deal with.
In other words, if these people were really part of a plan of the Songbian faction, then Lang Ling might really be in danger.
Cocklebur didn't listen to the quarrel in the house.He silently clenched the handle of Battooth.
No matter what the plan is, as long as these people are killed here, it should be disrupted... No matter how bad it is, can buy some time for Lang Ling?
The discussion among the people in the room continued for a long time, until the thin snow fell on the shoulders of cocklebur, and the cold wind blew his fingertips cold.His body temperature dissipated in the wind and snow, and his limbs began to stiffen, but he still didn't dare to use his internal strength, for fear that the people in the room would notice the slightest bit.
But it was nothing, he had experienced many times more difficult situations than this.It is no exaggeration to say that even the time Lang Ling held his cracked hands, he spent more time blowing in the wind than this.
Therefore, cocklebur still lurks patiently under the window.
He is the best killer in Jianghu, there is no doubt about it.When he is eyeing his prey, he can be more patient than a wolf, lighter than a leopard, and better at finding all opportunities to kill a blow than a poisonous snake.
Soon he found his opportunity.
The discussion in the room came to an end, and everyone failed to find a way to resist. Even if they were unwilling, they could only accept their fate.One of the men cursed a few words and walked outside.
Xanth could recognize that it was the man with rough voice, he seemed to want to go outside for convenience.Xanthium heard his footsteps and went out the door, and quietly followed without hesitation.
A qualified killer will never let go of any opportunity to weaken the enemy.
He followed the man stealthily, as unnoticed as a shadow.The sound of the enemy's breathing, grunting, and the sound of crushing dead branches and leaves under his feet are all providing him with all the information that can control the enemy.
Unexpectedly, according to his judgment, this man with a rough voice who sounded like a 1.8-meter muscular man was actually just a young man with a slender frame and light steps.
The young man seemed aggrieved. After he walked for a while, he glanced back secretly, gave a "spit", and muttered about "this bloody snowy day", kicked a tree viciously as if venting his anger. Tree foot.
There was a black crow perched on the tree. Startled by this foot, it spread its wings and flew into the sky, circling and making a shrill cry.
"Ga-ya-"
"What's the sound, it's a mourning bird!" the young man scolded.
But it turns out that animals are far more able to detect ominous signs than humans.Perhaps it had already smelled the breath of death when it took off, so it couldn't hover in the sky.
Under the sky, a sharp branch pierced through the boy's chest from behind, and was pulled out mercilessly.Blood gushed out in an instant, instantly staining the front of the boy's chest red.
The young man's internal strength was not weak, so he immediately blocked his heart with internal strength, endured the severe pain, drew out the knife, and slashed half a circle backwards sharply. He also turned around by the way, wanting to see who attacked him.
However, his knife was empty, and there was no one in front of him.
The boy's heart sank, but unfortunately he had lost the chance to resist again forever.Still from his back, the dagger, which had cut iron like mud, drew a full moon-like arc, and under the blessing of internal force, it became even more unstoppable, and cut off his head with one blow.
The world in the boy's eyes began to spin.At the end of his life, he only saw a touch of emerald green seem to float in front of his eyes.
It looks like the spring color just after the cold winter.
The cocklebur leaped out and caught the boy's head in the air. As soon as it hit the ground, he turned around like a cat, grabbed it before the boy's headless corpse fell to the ground, and gently put it down on the ground.
The snow fell a little heavier, and a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground, but the snow was so thin that it melted as soon as it touched the still warm blood.The cocklebur rubbed a little on the grass leaves, and coupled with the boy's initial complaints, there was a vague feeling of "this is snow, not rain".
He raised his head to the gloomy sky, stretched out his hand, and caught a falling snowflake.
Perhaps it was because his body temperature was too low, the snowflake fell on his hand, but it didn't melt away, but stayed on his fingertips for a while before being licked off by the tip of his tongue.
It was cold, cold, and as cold as his hands.
The cocklebur lowered its eyes, and subconsciously touched the emerald jade feather on its wrist.
A drop of blood was splashed on his hand, the blood was warm and scorching, but at this moment, he missed Lang Ling's embrace very deeply.
Other warmth, no sense of security.
Thinking of those bastards who dared to draw Langling's attention, the corners of Xan'er's lips pursed, and his aura turned cold and stern in an instant.
He had no intention of picking up the corpse, so he left in such a silent manner, and merged into the shadow that could not be found.
After he left, at some point in the sky, a group of crows turned into a dozen or so crows screaming piercingly, folded their wings, and landed next to the boy's body, scrambling to grab the meat from the boy's body.
It's like an overly cruel causal loop.
When Xanthium sneaked back under the window, the people in the house were not aware of the boy's disappearance, and were only arguing over who should take the more important part.After hearing a few words, Xanthus knew that these people deliberately picked the time when the young man went out, just to let him bear the most dangerous part.
Xanthium has no interest in this kind of meaningless quarrel, even though he faintly feels interludes. Among the three male voices, the female voice is very weird, full of the meaning of provoking discord.
He took out a sapphire bottle, uncorked the bottle, and gently tilted it to the ground.
Five orange-yellow bees crawled out of the bottle, like bees made of gold.They climbed onto the thin snow-covered ground one by one, gently flapping their crystal-like wings.
Cocklebur took out a whistle of unknown material from her hair, put it on her lips, and blew it slowly.His breath was steady and long, but strangely, the whistle didn't make any sound.
But those bees flew up suddenly as if they heard some order.Their speed was extremely fast, and there was no buzzing sound of ordinary bees during their travels. Instead, they were as silent as ghosts, and quickly fell into the room.
Xanthium put down his whistle and sighed softly.
I don't know what Huayan is thinking. This kind of swift and silent poisonous bee should be bred as a sharp weapon for assassination, but he raised a nest of golden bees like a wicked joke, and when they flew out, they dazzled their eyes in the sun. For fear that others will not see it.
But there was nothing he could do.He was in a hurry this time, and basically all he could use was used in the last assassination, only these poisonous bees were still on him.
Such a conspicuous color is really too easy to spot. Not long after the bee flew in, a female voice exclaimed: "Ah! Bee!"
"What a fuss, it's just a few bugs!" a man said dissatisfied.
The always wise man frowned: "It's not right, it's so cold, how could there be bees... don't touch them yet!"
It's a pity that he spoke too late, the man who spoke first had already stretched out his hand, trying to crush the little bee that flew in front of him to death.
The next moment, he froze all over and fell straight down.
All of a sudden, the house was full of chaos, women's screams and men's curses were mixed together, and no one noticed that a poisonous bee quietly left the team and hid silently in the collapsed ruins. .
Cocklebur gave those poisonous bees a suicide order. Even if their bodies were smashed by the wind and swords, their poisonous stingers desperately wanted to penetrate into the enemy's body.Coupled with their high agility and small stature, they suddenly seemed to have stung everyone in the room, and soon they were silent.
Xanthium felt a little weird, but the bee venom is not fatal, it just has a strong anesthesia and coma effect. He has to make up the knife himself to ensure that these people will not be left alive.
Xanthium touched the whistle that he had tied back into his hair, and cautiously entered the room through the window.
There were three men and one woman lying in disorder in the house, and there were still some torn remains of bees on the ground.Xanth listened attentively, and soon, his eyes fell on a large box that looked heavy.
There are voices.
Very subtle, but not hidden from his ears.
Xanthium stepped forward slowly, opened the lid of the box abruptly, then quickly jumped back two steps, holding the bat tooth in his right hand to block in front of him.
Unexpectedly, the box... turned out to be a child less than seven years old.
The author has something to say: Thanks to today's water class, I finally have time to write (bushi)
感谢在2020-09-1601:39:18~2020-09-2200:04:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 37190908 Dong 10 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
The man who questioned him at first raised his voice again, with a sharp question: "You are talking about hype right now, and it is impossible for us to know whether it is true or not. In case your news is inaccurate, or it is simply sent by that thief Lang Ling to confuse us Yes, then we go, how can we come back? It's too unreliable!"
"That's right!" Another male voice echoed, "I'm familiar with that Langling. Although he loves to play, he is by no means the kind of person who will be fascinated by women. Is this a life-threatening secret to tell you?"
"This..." The woman hesitated for a moment, as if she felt that it was difficult to explain, she hurriedly said: "Oh, heroes, this is actually not news from the slave family, na—"
Cocklebur heard the sound of cloth rubbing in the house.The woman seemed to take out something, and then, several people in the room let out incredible gasps.
"How come...they still take care of our business?"
"Bah! At such a moment, you jump out and pretend to be a good old man. What did you do?"
"But since it's the information provided by the other side, it should be quite accurate. After all, Tingfeng Pavilion is also one of their formidable enemies. They probably want that man to die in their dreams..."
"Don't you understand, we have been used as spearmen again! Now that Lang Ling is looking for us everywhere, how long can we hide? The only way out is to assassinate him!"
As soon as this rebuke came out, everyone obviously realized something and fell silent.
The man was still heartbroken and continued: "The sect's hostility, destruction, and even our desperate choices... everything is under the control of the chess player, and we are just chess pieces! Whether we are dead or alive, All chess pieces that have nothing to do with this chess game!"
"Why!?" The gruff voice said angrily, "What if I don't follow his path?"
"Stupid!" the male voice said coldly, "You have that courage, but you don't move your lump. Think about it, are we indispensable and important chess pieces? Songbian sent us, only It's just because they don't want to part with their own masters! If you don't go, you will definitely die, and you can only earn your way out if you fight this one!"
Cocklebur keenly captured the information in his words.
Pine side pie.
He had heard about this sect from Lang Ling, and it seemed to have caused Lang Ling a lot of trouble.
Xan'er didn't know the power division of "Mo Bian Ting Tao", he only knew that the sect that could cause trouble for Lang Ling must be very difficult to deal with.
In other words, if these people were really part of a plan of the Songbian faction, then Lang Ling might really be in danger.
Cocklebur didn't listen to the quarrel in the house.He silently clenched the handle of Battooth.
No matter what the plan is, as long as these people are killed here, it should be disrupted... No matter how bad it is, can buy some time for Lang Ling?
The discussion among the people in the room continued for a long time, until the thin snow fell on the shoulders of cocklebur, and the cold wind blew his fingertips cold.His body temperature dissipated in the wind and snow, and his limbs began to stiffen, but he still didn't dare to use his internal strength, for fear that the people in the room would notice the slightest bit.
But it was nothing, he had experienced many times more difficult situations than this.It is no exaggeration to say that even the time Lang Ling held his cracked hands, he spent more time blowing in the wind than this.
Therefore, cocklebur still lurks patiently under the window.
He is the best killer in Jianghu, there is no doubt about it.When he is eyeing his prey, he can be more patient than a wolf, lighter than a leopard, and better at finding all opportunities to kill a blow than a poisonous snake.
Soon he found his opportunity.
The discussion in the room came to an end, and everyone failed to find a way to resist. Even if they were unwilling, they could only accept their fate.One of the men cursed a few words and walked outside.
Xanth could recognize that it was the man with rough voice, he seemed to want to go outside for convenience.Xanthium heard his footsteps and went out the door, and quietly followed without hesitation.
A qualified killer will never let go of any opportunity to weaken the enemy.
He followed the man stealthily, as unnoticed as a shadow.The sound of the enemy's breathing, grunting, and the sound of crushing dead branches and leaves under his feet are all providing him with all the information that can control the enemy.
Unexpectedly, according to his judgment, this man with a rough voice who sounded like a 1.8-meter muscular man was actually just a young man with a slender frame and light steps.
The young man seemed aggrieved. After he walked for a while, he glanced back secretly, gave a "spit", and muttered about "this bloody snowy day", kicked a tree viciously as if venting his anger. Tree foot.
There was a black crow perched on the tree. Startled by this foot, it spread its wings and flew into the sky, circling and making a shrill cry.
"Ga-ya-"
"What's the sound, it's a mourning bird!" the young man scolded.
But it turns out that animals are far more able to detect ominous signs than humans.Perhaps it had already smelled the breath of death when it took off, so it couldn't hover in the sky.
Under the sky, a sharp branch pierced through the boy's chest from behind, and was pulled out mercilessly.Blood gushed out in an instant, instantly staining the front of the boy's chest red.
The young man's internal strength was not weak, so he immediately blocked his heart with internal strength, endured the severe pain, drew out the knife, and slashed half a circle backwards sharply. He also turned around by the way, wanting to see who attacked him.
However, his knife was empty, and there was no one in front of him.
The boy's heart sank, but unfortunately he had lost the chance to resist again forever.Still from his back, the dagger, which had cut iron like mud, drew a full moon-like arc, and under the blessing of internal force, it became even more unstoppable, and cut off his head with one blow.
The world in the boy's eyes began to spin.At the end of his life, he only saw a touch of emerald green seem to float in front of his eyes.
It looks like the spring color just after the cold winter.
The cocklebur leaped out and caught the boy's head in the air. As soon as it hit the ground, he turned around like a cat, grabbed it before the boy's headless corpse fell to the ground, and gently put it down on the ground.
The snow fell a little heavier, and a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the ground, but the snow was so thin that it melted as soon as it touched the still warm blood.The cocklebur rubbed a little on the grass leaves, and coupled with the boy's initial complaints, there was a vague feeling of "this is snow, not rain".
He raised his head to the gloomy sky, stretched out his hand, and caught a falling snowflake.
Perhaps it was because his body temperature was too low, the snowflake fell on his hand, but it didn't melt away, but stayed on his fingertips for a while before being licked off by the tip of his tongue.
It was cold, cold, and as cold as his hands.
The cocklebur lowered its eyes, and subconsciously touched the emerald jade feather on its wrist.
A drop of blood was splashed on his hand, the blood was warm and scorching, but at this moment, he missed Lang Ling's embrace very deeply.
Other warmth, no sense of security.
Thinking of those bastards who dared to draw Langling's attention, the corners of Xan'er's lips pursed, and his aura turned cold and stern in an instant.
He had no intention of picking up the corpse, so he left in such a silent manner, and merged into the shadow that could not be found.
After he left, at some point in the sky, a group of crows turned into a dozen or so crows screaming piercingly, folded their wings, and landed next to the boy's body, scrambling to grab the meat from the boy's body.
It's like an overly cruel causal loop.
When Xanthium sneaked back under the window, the people in the house were not aware of the boy's disappearance, and were only arguing over who should take the more important part.After hearing a few words, Xanthus knew that these people deliberately picked the time when the young man went out, just to let him bear the most dangerous part.
Xanthium has no interest in this kind of meaningless quarrel, even though he faintly feels interludes. Among the three male voices, the female voice is very weird, full of the meaning of provoking discord.
He took out a sapphire bottle, uncorked the bottle, and gently tilted it to the ground.
Five orange-yellow bees crawled out of the bottle, like bees made of gold.They climbed onto the thin snow-covered ground one by one, gently flapping their crystal-like wings.
Cocklebur took out a whistle of unknown material from her hair, put it on her lips, and blew it slowly.His breath was steady and long, but strangely, the whistle didn't make any sound.
But those bees flew up suddenly as if they heard some order.Their speed was extremely fast, and there was no buzzing sound of ordinary bees during their travels. Instead, they were as silent as ghosts, and quickly fell into the room.
Xanthium put down his whistle and sighed softly.
I don't know what Huayan is thinking. This kind of swift and silent poisonous bee should be bred as a sharp weapon for assassination, but he raised a nest of golden bees like a wicked joke, and when they flew out, they dazzled their eyes in the sun. For fear that others will not see it.
But there was nothing he could do.He was in a hurry this time, and basically all he could use was used in the last assassination, only these poisonous bees were still on him.
Such a conspicuous color is really too easy to spot. Not long after the bee flew in, a female voice exclaimed: "Ah! Bee!"
"What a fuss, it's just a few bugs!" a man said dissatisfied.
The always wise man frowned: "It's not right, it's so cold, how could there be bees... don't touch them yet!"
It's a pity that he spoke too late, the man who spoke first had already stretched out his hand, trying to crush the little bee that flew in front of him to death.
The next moment, he froze all over and fell straight down.
All of a sudden, the house was full of chaos, women's screams and men's curses were mixed together, and no one noticed that a poisonous bee quietly left the team and hid silently in the collapsed ruins. .
Cocklebur gave those poisonous bees a suicide order. Even if their bodies were smashed by the wind and swords, their poisonous stingers desperately wanted to penetrate into the enemy's body.Coupled with their high agility and small stature, they suddenly seemed to have stung everyone in the room, and soon they were silent.
Xanthium felt a little weird, but the bee venom is not fatal, it just has a strong anesthesia and coma effect. He has to make up the knife himself to ensure that these people will not be left alive.
Xanthium touched the whistle that he had tied back into his hair, and cautiously entered the room through the window.
There were three men and one woman lying in disorder in the house, and there were still some torn remains of bees on the ground.Xanth listened attentively, and soon, his eyes fell on a large box that looked heavy.
There are voices.
Very subtle, but not hidden from his ears.
Xanthium stepped forward slowly, opened the lid of the box abruptly, then quickly jumped back two steps, holding the bat tooth in his right hand to block in front of him.
Unexpectedly, the box... turned out to be a child less than seven years old.
The author has something to say: Thanks to today's water class, I finally have time to write (bushi)
感谢在2020-09-1601:39:18~2020-09-2200:04:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 37190908 Dong 10 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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