Wrong Changhuan

There is no one in the alley, dark and silent, except for a leafless dead tree, there is no life.Without the hustle and bustle, it seems to be another world.

An made a wrong turn and stared coldly at the two unknown gray-clothed killers who followed.

I saw the two people dressed in strong clothes with expressionless faces. When they saw An Cuo, they didn't step forward to attack, but suddenly knelt on one knee at the same time, clasped their fists and saluted, "Master--"

This action was beyond An Cuo's expectations.

An Cuo looked down at them, thinking about the portrait, and said slowly, "Are you looking for me?"

"Yes--the host has a letter, and I need to hand it to the hall master--" He took out a palm-sized lacquered bamboo tube from his sleeve and handed it over, "The host said, the hall master only needs to read it. After reading this letter, you will understand what he means."

An Cuo took it, removed the seal, and pulled out a note with only a short sentence on it: Kill Lin Changhuan, return to Mingyue Tower, and let the past be ignored, I promise you, and take control of Mingyue Tower together.

Signed, Lou Xiaolou.

With the palm of Mingyue Tower, what a big tone, what a heavy bargaining chip!

Unmoved, An Cuo couldn't help frowning when he saw the landlord's order on the top of the signature, "How did Lou Xiaolou get the twelve elders to agree to sit on the landlord's seat?"

Except for the Assassin Hall, the other halls of Mingyue Tower are in charge of the Twelve Elders, who manufacture weapons, refine poisons, spy on intelligence, or interrogate prisoners.

Although these twelve elders have the same status as the assassin in name, they are the confidantes of the landlord of Mingyue Tower. They only obey the landlord on weekdays. Even if they are as powerful as the second landlord Jing Jiuge, they cannot order them.

The two killers stood up, and one of them said, "It's the landlord's intention that the new landlord succeeds to the throne. The twelve elders have no objection."

An mistakenly admitted that she never expected this result, and asked, "How did the landlord die?"

Another person said, "This... this subordinate is humble, doesn't know the details, and dare not ask more... I only heard that he died of illness."

An Cuo didn't doubt their words. In the past few years as the master of the killer, the number of times she saw Yin Tianming was very few.And every time we met, he seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, and his complexion was not good.

An Cuo tore up the note casually, raised his eyes suddenly and said, "Lou Xiaolou, how many people have been dispatched to find me?"

The two assassins glanced at each other, and one of them said, "Half the staff of the Assassin Hall, I heard... and all the staff of the Intelligence Hall." In a word, the subordinates should bring it to the hall master..."

An Cuo said coldly, "Speak!"

"The landlord said that he has made a perfect plan for this matter. If the hall master does not want to become the public enemy of the entire martial arts world, he still has three days to consider..."

"Three days later, so what?" An Cuo couldn't help but paused, and said, "Lou Xiaolou, what do you want to do?"

"The master's plan, the subordinates don't know... If the hall master has any doubts, he can ask the master himself when he sees the master."

"Then let me ask you guys who know... other than you, are there other killers in Changyi City?"

"Have."

An Cuo couldn't help being startled, but when he thought of Chang Huan, he asked anxiously, "How many people?"

"I don't know!"

"Purpose?"

"The hall master should be more aware of the rules of the Assassin Hall than his subordinates. The subordinates should only do their own thing well. As for the others, they are neither interested nor want to know."

"That's easy--" An Cuo finished speaking, suddenly drew his sword, and pointed directly, "You guys, do you have any last words?"

"Master...what...what do you mean?" one of the killers stammered as if frightened.They are the most clear about the strength of the life-seeking sword, but how can they resist it.

"Quick battle and quick decision!" As soon as the words were finished, An Cuo's sword had already stepped forward and cut his throat. The man's eyes were wide open, his hands were protecting his neck, and he fell straight to the ground in response.

The other person had just run more than ten feet away when he saw An Cuo leaping along the alley wall, sprinting a few steps, then turned over and got off the ground, blocking in front of the person.

The killer backed up one after another, running towards the depths of the alley. An Cuo didn't move, but threw the life-seeking sword in his hand suddenly without any effort.

I saw the killer suddenly paused, looking at the point of the sword pierced through his chest, which was still ticking bright red, with a frightened expression on his face, he staggered and turned around, and then seemed to want to say something, but before he could make a sound, A gurgle of blood overflowed from the mouth.The person also fell to the ground, not breathing.

An Cuo approached slowly, pulled out her silver-winged purple cicada sword, and then took away the Mingyuelou killer token and her own portrait from the two of them, taking advantage of the night, quietly blended into the darkness again among.

After parting on the street, Chen Yang took Chang Huan's hand and walked quickly towards the inn.The seriousness and vigilance on his face did not spare anyone passing by.

Chang Huan was dragged forward, looked back from time to time, and said worriedly, "Chenyang...I'm worried about Ah Cuo..."

Chen Yang didn't stop, and said in a low voice, "Those people are not her opponents..."

After turning into the remote alley where the inn is located, Chen Yang suddenly stopped, and Chang Huan almost bumped into her.

At the entrance of the inn, there was a man in green clothes, a woman, standing with a knife in her arms, as if she was waiting for them, and she seemed to have been waiting for them for a long time.

But when Chen Yang wanted to drag Chang Huan away from the alley again, it was too late.

The woman in green is none other than the No. [-] Wushuang Lancet in Mingyue Tower, Liu Shuangshuang.

Seeing them, Liu Shuangshuang quickly drew his knife, and then resolutely ran straight towards them.

Chen Yang protected Chang Huan behind him, and resolutely drew his sword from behind, without any cowardice, before waiting for the man to approach, he had already walked two or three steps quickly to meet him.

Two-phase sprint, the wind of the knife is fierce, and the wind of the sword shows no weakness, one sweep and one block, one stroke and one counterattack.

Liu Shuangshuang seemed to be away from Chenyang, once she seized the opportunity, she would attack Chang Huan with a very clear target.

Chen Yang concentrated his attention and blocked the man's knife several times.

The two are equally skilled, and the situation is very critical.Seeing this, Chang Huan pulled out the dagger that Lin Xiao had given him from his bosom. Although it was not as long as a sword, it was still a barely self-defense weapon.At this time, she couldn't hold Chen Yang back.

During the fight, the man in green suddenly led Chen Yang a few steps towards the inn, then turned around and blocked Chen Yang's sword with a knife. The two were so close, a cold and cunning smile instantly appeared on the corner of Liu Shuangshuang's mouth .

It's too late, it's too soon.

A cold arrow shot out from the roof of the inn. The arrow pierced the hazy night sky, and with a whistling sound, it reached Chen Yang's ears.

Then, Chen Yang suddenly raised his eyes and turned around, suddenly froze and opened his eyes wide.

As soon as I looked back, I saw that the arrow was pointing to Chang Huan's chest.

Chen Yang's heart suddenly became chaotic.Like crazy, she exerted all her strength, ignoring Liu Shuangshuang's knife pierced her chest, penetrated into the flesh and blood, and pulled it to her shoulder.

Now Chen Yang only wants to break through Liu Shuangshuang's block, and then at a speed never seen in his life, he leaps up and throws Chang Huan to the ground.

If you don't hurt one thousand enemies, you will hurt yourself eight hundred.At this juncture, he would lose a thousand dollars to himself, as long as he could save Chang Huan, why would Chen Yang care about it, so he frowned!

Just like, what the knife passed was not his own body.

Just like, the pain is not enough,

The wind of the arrow was as strong as a bamboo, and the attack was extremely fierce. When Chen Yang threw Chang Huan down, it also cut Chen Yang's arm.

The arrow pierced into the flesh, slowed down, and then shot straight into the loess ground, more than three inches.

Chang Huan felt a pain in his back when he was hit so hard. When he saw Chen Yang, he panicked and felt a little comforted, and said, "Chen Yang, are you alright?"

"I'm fine--" Chen Yang quickly got up from Chang Huan, and then whispered, "Stand in the corner and hide--"

Before she finished speaking, Liu Shuangshuang didn't give her a chance to breathe.

That knife, dense as rain, seems to have no rules, and it seems that a knife can kill.

Chang Huan listened to the words, and obediently stood in the corner, except that he was anxious, but he couldn't help him.

The bright red continuously gushing from Chen Yang's chest, shoulders and right arm came into view, and Chang Huan only felt a pain in his heart, like a heavy burden weighing on his top, and he was powerless.

It was the first time Chang Huan saw Chen Yang who tried so hard to protect her.

It turns out that in this world, besides Ah Cuo, there is also a woman named Chen Yang who protects me like my life!

Seeing those wounds, Liu Shuangshuang was overjoyed, as if she had found the enemy's weakness, and attacked Chen Yang's wounded place.

After several times of resistance, the clash of swords sparked little by little sparks, which seemed to be the only light in this dim street.

Chen Yang retreated one after another, but he only needed to look at Chang Huan, and he seemed to have the strength to fight again!

Seeing that Chen Yang was a little weak, Chang Huan couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped forward to help her.It's just that short daggers have disadvantages when compared with long swords.

While blocking the unpredictable knife, Chen Yang said anxiously, "Hide quickly--"

Seeing that the lancet in her hand was blocked and could not move an inch, Liu Shuangshuang had to admit that Chen Yang was a very good opponent and deserved her admiration.

Liu Shuangshuang came with mixed feelings, and said in his mouth, "Today, none of you will try to run--" As he spoke, he struck Chenyang's chest with his left hand.

With this palm, she gathered enough momentum, she wanted Chen Yang's life!

Seeing this, Chang Huan didn't think much, and turned sideways to protect Chen Yang.

Chang Huan felt a sudden shock behind him, his scalp went numb, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Chen Yang was driven by the person in his arms, and took a few steps back one after another. After seeing Chang Huan clearly and seeing the blood dripping on his shoulder, he lost his voice anxiously, "Chang Huan--"

Bright red blends together, it seems to have been around for a long time, and it seems to have been waiting for too many ruthless years.

That long joy sounded like the earth splitting and landslides, like heartbreaking and unbearable, endured to the extreme.

The situation is extremely critical, and they are not allowed to make more greetings.

Chang Huan wiped his mouth, and smiled at Chen Yang, as if trying to comfort him, "I'm fine--" After a moment, he said in horror, "Be careful--"

The bow bearer on the roof of the inn has long been waiting for this rare moment, the bow is fully drawn, he squints his eyes, releases an arrow slightly, it seems that he has already won the victory.Just as he let go, his throat was cut from behind by someone who suddenly appeared on the roof.

Liu Shuangshuang looked towards the roof, narrowed her eyes slightly, and frowned when she saw An Cuo clearly.

It's just that no matter how fast An Cuo's strength is, it can't be as fast as the roaring arrow.

It's just that no matter how Chen Yang tries to protect her, this arrow will also kill her.

There is no calculation and measurement, only determination.

Heart, a decision has been made.

All the love is thick, just a turn around.

The person protected under the body is where the heart is, what the dream rests on, and death is unstoppable.

At this moment, Chen Yang felt that if he could die like this, for her, everything would be worth it!

At least, it's all worth it!

An Cuo was startled and confused, and when he landed quickly, he almost lost his footing.

With a bang-bang-bang, the feather arrow fell to the ground tremblingly because of a butcher's knife that appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the inn.

While Liu Shuangshuang was still in shock, when Chen Yang saw this, he took advantage of the opportunity and passed by without a moment's hesitation, and struck the knife-wielder who was one zhang away in the chest with his sword.

I saw that Liu Shuangshuang didn't expect it until his death. He thought that he was ambitious and sure to win, but it was himself who died in Huangquan.

The eyes are not closed, and the heart is unwilling.

So far, the dust has settled.

An Cuo walked quickly to Chang Huan, saw the blood on the corner of her mouth, hugged her into her arms with concern, and murmured guiltily, "I'm sorry-I'm sorry-I'm late... "

The uneasy brows seem to be expressing her helplessness, heartache and remorse.

"I'm fine--I just received a slap...are you injured?" Chang Huan never felt more at ease than seeing Ah Cuo.

An Cuo shook his head and said, "Those two people have already finished."

An Cuo and Chang Huan finished talking, and then looked at the direction that blocked the life-saving arrow at the same time. The owner of the pig-killing knife was the middle-aged bearded man who checked them into the inn together today.

When Chen Yang saw the two hugging each other, he suddenly lowered his head, let go of the sword in his hand, lost his strength, and seemed to be aware of the pain in his body, and involuntarily covered his chest.

There was already thin sweat on his forehead, Chen Yang approached Chang Huan crookedly, looked at An Cuo and Chang Huan, and said, "It was my negligence that made Miss hurt..." He was about to kneel down, With just one stagger, he passed out.

Seeing that Chen Yang's complexion was not good, Chang Huan broke free from An Cuo's embrace, and supported her before Chen Yang fell to the ground, and hurriedly called out, "Chenyang--Chenyang--don't scare me-- "

That look, that call, caused An to lose his expression in an instant.

In the streets and alleys, the sound of horseshoes is urgent.

An Cuo couldn't help but tense his heartstrings again.It was only after seeing the leader who was about to take the lead that he relaxed his vigilance.

The Regent's 36 hidden guards are halfway here!Chen Yu led his men non-stop, rushed over overnight, called to open the gate of the city, and this was what he saw when he got off his horse.

Chen Yu approached, but forgot to salute, just looked at Chen Yang, and said anxiously, "Miss, are you okay? What's wrong with Chen Yang?"

Chang Huan shook his head and said, "She's hurt—help me help her in—"

An Cuo followed Chang Huan and Chen Yu, walked up to the middle-aged bearded man, and said, "Thank you, strong man, for saving your life."

"It's easy to say—it's easy to say—" the bearded man laughed, "That man doesn't look like a good person. He bullies little girls—what kind of a good man...I am just a butcher. I am just a butcher. That's all..."

Before the words fell, the gray-haired old man went out tremblingly, and said to the bearded man, "Boss, how can it take so long to buy a meal..."

The bearded man stepped forward to support the old man, and said patiently, "Father—something happened to these little girls just now, I was delayed for a while, wait a moment, dinner will be here soon—" He nodded slightly at An Cuo Finally, he said excuse me, and then ran out of the inn.

Seeing Chang Huan disappear in the lobby, An Cuo had already followed half of his heart, and only took out two ingots of silver from his waist purse, handed them to the old man, and said, "Thank you--" and followed quickly after saying that.

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