Me and the villain are the best [Quick Transmigration]

67Chapter 67

The most important bait in the plan disappeared halfway, but Ling Rui could not terminate his great cause for the sake of the other party. A young man with the same appearance as the current emperor.

It's just that although the other party has exactly the same appearance as Ling An, his body shape and temperament are always a little bit worse. If it weren't for this, Ling Rui would not have to take the risk of asking Ling An for help, and even handed over the token of his personal soldier go out.

Even though he felt that Zhao Chong could tell something was wrong with this impostor just by looking at him, but if it was only used to deceive the servants in the palace, the delicate pimple on the other's face was enough to distinguish it from the real one.

"Look at my skills?" The fake emperor was taken to the designated place in front of Suzaku's gate to perform. A young man in a red gown suddenly appeared, and then jumped off the palace wall.

His movements are free and easy, and the movement of landing is as silent as a cat. Just looking at the other party's speech and behavior in the past few breaths, the young man is more like a legendary figure in the world.

"It's so ingenious," Ling Rui suppressed his worries, and smiled approvingly at the young man, "Mu'er's disguise is enough to deceive the eyes of everyone in the world."

The young man's name is Hua Mu, who he met when he went out to arrange "Bandits" not long ago. The son's Ling Rui finally gained Hua Mu's appreciation and favor.

The juvenile is very skilled in martial arts, and his disguise and poison skills are even more superb. The invincible drug in Ling Rui's hands is precisely from Hua Mu's handwriting.

Being praised by Ling Rui, the young man who was still complacent just now was a little embarrassed. He looked up at the back of the fake emperor, and Hua Mu whispered: "It's a pity that I couldn't observe the other party's face at a close distance. Instead of just relying on portraiture, I can definitely do better than that."

"The shape is already the same. As for the god, I can only blame the person I found for not being good enough." Ling Rui patted the young man on the shoulder, and gently comforted him, "Mu'er helped me a lot, and when I get things done, I will definitely put the person in the palace's private treasury. All the secrets are here."

Captured by the other party's intoxicating tenderness, Hua Mu slightly tilted his head: "I'm not helping you because of those cheat books..."

"I know, but I just want to please Mu'er." He was very familiar with this look, Ling Rui's voice was about to drip with affection, but there was no half-sincere smile in his eyes, "Swords match beauties, these cheat books , and the only way to live up to it is to put it in Mu'er's hands."

This trip is life or death, other people around him are not suitable to be with him, only Hua Mu, the opponent's force is quite high, if necessary, he can definitely save his life.

In order to keep this living amulet, Ling Rui naturally coaxed the other party to be happy with love words and no money.

The sky was getting brighter, but there was no news from the man he sent. Ling Rui, who was hidden in the dark, was anxious, but he could only silently watch the two people who were being robbed in the distance.

"coming."

Suddenly, Hua Mu whispered something, and Ling Rui looked in the direction of the other's finger, and he saw Zhao Chong's iconic car.

Horses are not allowed in the palace, except for the powerful regent, who would dare to violate it so blatantly.

Seeing from a distance the young man held in the arms of the man in black at the original place, Zhao Chong who was sitting on the dark cloud tightened his heart, and finally rushed in without haste.

"Call-"

Reining in his horse and stopping, Zhao Chong raised his hand to stop the Imperial Forest Army following behind him. Because of the fact that he was dispatched to suppress the bandits, the number of soldiers behind the man was indeed pitifully small at the moment.

He had probably heard of Zhao Chong's reputation. The moment the other party approached the Suzaku Gate, the assassin in black jumped onto the roof with the young man in his arms. The sharp dagger reflected the dazzling light in the sun. Chong clenched his fingers tightly on the rein, raised his head and said with a loud smile: "I am late to save you, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Unexpectedly, the other party would come out so unexpectedly, the assassin on the roof paused, and then reacted very quickly to cut the skin of his subordinates to make the other party bleed.

Too many words and too many mistakes, although the fake emperor who played with him has long learned to imitate the voice of the real emperor, but in front of the regent Zhao Chong, any slight mistake may turn into a fatal crisis.

Unable to respond, the young man on the roof just lowered his head and took a deep look at the man on the palace road, revealing his pale and painful face.

The young man who lowered his head happened to be behind the light, and Zhao Chong could clearly see the dependence and trust in the other person's eyes that he had longed for for a long time. : "Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

There was still one step before he could lead the other party into the encirclement circle set by the master, the black-clothed assassin quietly squeezed the arm of the man in his arms, and then boldly looked at Zhao Chong: "I want yours..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man in the white robe with dragon pattern took advantage of the assassin's distraction to get away, but I don't know if it was because the glazed tiles under his feet were too slippery. He fell straight off the roof.

His pupils shrank, and the man who was still rational just now couldn't help but pat his horse forward to catch the opponent. Seeing that the opponent stepped into the range of the archer, Ling Rui, who was secretly observing, immediately waved and ordered: "Do it."

Following Ling Rui's order, elite soldiers dressed in eunuch costumes immediately appeared on the palace wall that was empty just now.

The bowstring was like a full moon, and the arrows shone coldly. Amidst the sound of arrows piercing through the air, Zhao Chong ignored the young man in white robe who was about to fall to the ground and was shot into a sieve. With a sharp arrow, Zhao Chong raised his left hand high, pointing at the place where Ling Rui made his voice just now——

"kill!"

Without delay, the Imperial Forest Army, disguised as the hidden guards under Zhao Chong's command, moved after hearing the order, and their movements were much more agile than Ling Rui's fast-paced bodyguards.

The first arrow was useless, and before the soldiers on the roof of the palace hit the second arrow, many people fell from the heights screaming in pain.

Fighting more with less, fighting with superiors and inferiors, the two sides fought in a melee, no longer need to be distracted from the sneak attack behind them, Zhao Chong galloped his horse, and with a sweep of the gun body, all the hands in front of Ling Rui were knocked away.

"Shh!"

The soft sword was unsheathed, and the young man in red quickly wrapped his bright sword body around Zhao Chong's jet-black long|spear, stuttering in pain, Hua Mu frowned, and whispered to Ling Rui to leave quickly.

His martial arts methods have always been tricky, and when he met a character like Zhao Chong, who was as confident as Hua Mu, he couldn't help but feel tricky from the bottom of his heart.

His throat was almost broken by the point of Zhao Chong's spear, Ling Rui took a step back, the clothes behind his back were already soaked in a layer of cold sweat.

All the rumors are nothing but guesses, only when he really faced Zhao Chong did he understand how terrifying the other party was.

But now that he has come to this point, Ling Rui has no choice but to retreat and rebel against him. If he admits defeat in embarrassment at this moment, then he will be met with the death penalty by a thousand swords in the future.

Taking out the signal flare in his arms as the last insurance, Ling Rui pulled the thread to pull it, but in the next second, someone held a dagger against his back.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, cousin, do you miss me?" The faint ambergris lingered on the tip of his nose, and without any more, Ling Rui recognized the other party's identity from his voice.

It's Ling'an.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Feeling the sting of the dagger on his back, Ling Rui stammered involuntarily, "Why are you here? I have sent someone to look for Your Majesty for a long time."

"Since I have prepared a substitute, why should my cousin let me take the risk myself?" With a sneer, the young man pressed Ling Rui's shoulder, and turned his gaze to the fake emperor who had been turned into a hedgehog by random arrows, "Drugged , Killer, compared to the Qing emperor’s return to the Ling Dynasty, I’m afraid my cousin would rather sit on that dragon chair by himself?”

The matter has come to this point, no matter how eloquent Ling Rui is, he can't return to his previous rhetoric. With a desperate fight, Ling Rui turned around abruptly, slashing down to break the young man's wrist.

Dodging Ling Rui's counterattack deftly, the young man flicked his wrist seemingly casually, and the dagger inlaid with gorgeous gemstones pierced through the opponent's calf as if it had eyes.

"what!"

Kneeling down on the ground with a plop, Ling Rui hugged his right leg in pain, looking really indescribably embarrassed.

Attracted by the painful breathing of the person he cared about, the young man who was already struggling under Zhao Chong's offensive was in a daze, and the next moment he was shot on the shoulder by the opponent.

"Dang bang."

His right arm went numb, and the soft sword in Hua Mu's hand fell at the sound. Seeing Ling Rui and the red-shirted boy were all defeated, the personal guards formed temporarily by various guards were even more confused. Wei's attack retreated steadily.

Immediately got off the horse, the young man played with the signal bomb he found from Ling Rui and looked up at the man: "With so many men dead, Uncle Huang still refuses to stop?"

Although Zhao Chong's dark guards were brave and good at fighting, they were no match for four hands with two fists, and after some fights, the opponent did not lose completely.

Staring at the vigorous young man, Zhao Chong smiled lightly and said, "Will His Majesty stop now?"

"will not."

"Then neither will the king."

Two signals, one red and one blue, exploded like fireworks, and the usually deserted palace was full of killing sounds, which was even more lively than that night on New Year's Eve.

The young man's kung fu has improved, but compared with himself, he is still far behind. He easily clasped his hands and pulled him to the horse. Before Zhao Chong could speak, the other party suddenly stood up and kissed him.

The small pill that was inserted by the tip of the tongue melted in the mouth, and the bitter but sweet taste filled the mouth. Zhao Chong's eyes were dazzled, and he felt that he was being gently embraced into a slightly slender embrace.

The auras of the two of them were too familiar, so Wu Yun, who was supposed to protect the Lord, didn't react as expected. The noisy Suzakumen seemed to have been pressed the silence button all of a sudden. Due to the situation, he stopped what he was doing.

"But I don't like killing evil." Before falling completely into a coma, the young man's proud smile like that on New Year's Eve became the last image in Zhao Chong's mind——

"Zhao Chong, I won this time."