The return of the national teacher warp speed

For several days, Chu Xiang wandered around the brothel, and when the secret sentry of the Western Tang Kingdom reported the news to the king, the king looked at the reported itinerary with a gloomy expression.

"He's visiting a brothel?" Lan Jue didn't realize that her tone was very dangerous.

Yang Feng hesitated for a moment, then thought about it: "Could it be possible that Mr. Chu found any clues that could be used in the brothel?"

"Then you can spend several days in a brothel?"

Yang Feng saw the gloomy expression on the lord's face, and forcibly swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Lan Jue said to herself: "He took my money, went to a brothel, and spent a lot of money on the oiran lady?"

——Because he didn't find the reason for Lan Jue's anger, Yang Feng thought for a long time how to deal with the sudden anger of the king, but he couldn't come up with a result in the end.

The room was cloudy, under Yang Feng's suggestion, Anshao hurriedly changed the topic and said: "My lord, a message has been sent in the Western Tang Dynasty that the young master is temporarily imprisoned in his own palace. There is no danger of his life. Please rest assured."

"Ah."

Lan Jue nodded. He wasn't very worried about Lan Nian. That kid was a ghost, and it didn't look right. He still had some confidants in the country, so he could still run away if he helped him escape. The ability is indeed first-rate.

"Keep an eye on him, who he saw and what he did, remember to report to me."

After Lan Jue finished speaking, he paused for a moment before realizing that the king was talking about Chu Xiang.

"I really want to go back soon." Lan Jue said this.

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Ronghua Street is one of the main streets of Tianyan's bustling night market streets. If you walk here and grab it, you can catch a wealthy merchant.The carriages and horses of important officials of the imperial court passed by here, and they were much less arrogant than usual.

A white carriage came from the street, and all the horses pulling the cart were pure white, dotted with gold-plated ornaments, so they looked solemn and gorgeous. If ordinary people used white, they couldn't match so many brilliant golds. to be regarded as a funeral.

The chariots and horses of the Xingxing Pavilion just got off the observatory, followed the main street of Shangcheng, and entered Ronghua Street directly.

However, when they passed by, many civilians still murmured to call them mourners, or quack warlocks—a month ago, the flaming red stars appeared in the sky, and it was the astrology pavilion warlocks who were deeply loved by the emperor who asserted that this was Yinghuo, the world is in chaos. If you want to judge, you must extinguish the fire of Yinghuo. Therefore, the iron guards in red took to the street with their knives. Anyone who dared to say the word "demon star" was killed on the spot. Panic, business is too bad.

It's better to let the rebels and rebels kill these gods - many people feel the same way.

Throughout the dynasties, emperors would set up astronomical institutions such as Qin Tianjian and Guanxing Pavilion, but there has never been an emperor who is as obsessed with astrology as the current one, pulling his concubines to look at the stars in the harem all day long , the status of astrologers is beyond imagination.It is said that the emperor has to take a look at today's star map before going to court to see if it is suitable to go out.

Chu Xiang didn't want to collide with the chariots and horses of the Zodiac Pavilion, because he would never forget that now his head looks like the word "monster star". The ancient metaphysics and the metaphysics of the 28th century mobile game drawing cards are two Things, Chu Xiang had no contact with Xuanmen in the past, and he himself was not interested. He was not sure whether the astrologer was really capable of deducing the secrets of heaven, so he was still a little worried about whether he would be seen through.

It is always bad to hang out in brothels. After all, Chu Xiang didn't have this hobby "in the past". It is very difficult to see Mrs. Baimo. Many princes and nobles are pursuing her, so Chu Xiang needs to find another way.

Until he accidentally walked to the night market and saw the snow-white carriage in front of him.

Murder is coming from all directions.

Just as the carriages and horses passed by, the solid ground paved with bluestone slabs suddenly exploded, as if they had stepped on some landmines, the horses were instantly splattered with flesh and blood, the carriage was not even made of any material, but it was not damaged at all, and the accompanying iron guards pulled out their snowy long hair in an instant. With the knife, passers-by screamed in panic, and a few black shadows flew out of the crowd, meeting the iron guards.

The assassins are well-trained and swift and silent. They hold a turning blade in their hands, which stretches out like a bird's flying feathers. This kind of turning blade is called "feathered snake" in the market. Assassins like to quench their poison on the tip of their blades, like poisonous snakes waiting to strike in the dark.

The night and chaos will become the best cover for the assassins, and the paper lanterns are put on the ground together, and the flickering flames are lit.

The iron guards surrounded the chariots and horses of the warlocks of the Astrologer's Pavilion in the center, and swung their steel knives into a cluster of blooming chrysanthemums. The black-clothed assassins who were tempting like snakes seemed to hit the iron wall.

But the situation did not stop there, as the crowd began to panic and jostle.

The iron guards looked at the panicked people indifferently. Anyone who was squeezed into the battle zone was engulfed by the light of the sword, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. The steel chrysanthemum instantly turned bright red.

Chu Xiang rolled onto the ground in a shapeless manner. Although she was stepped on several times, she managed to avoid the fate of being chopped into minced meat by a meat grinder.

Among the black-clothed assassins, the leader sneered: "As expected of an iron guard, he is really ruthless."

It turned out to be a woman, the iron guards did not waver, and used their bodies as a barrier. The female assassin let out an angry roar, and all the assassins put on crossbows in their hands, and shot at close range. The arrow hit the cart, and the snow-white horse suffered from the pain of the arrow, raised its front hooves and neighed loudly.

Tie Wei turned around and slashed down, the horse's neck was cut with a huge gap, and blood sprayed everywhere.

"Kill it, kill it—"

"My lord, please forgive me, it's none of my business!"

A lot of blood spattered, causing more panic begging for mercy, the stalls of the vendors were disrupted, and the crowd tried to escape the scene by pushing each other, but Ronghua Street was really busy with people coming and going, and the crowd outside didn't know what was ahead for a while. What happened, there was a serious blockage and a stampede among the people running around.

Chu Xiang rolled to the bottom of the wall, where a girl selling flowers had shrunk, the corners of the girl's lips were broken, and the flowers were also crushed.

Suddenly, the lantern vendor on the street threw away the lantern in his hand. The lantern fell straight to where the carriage was. The flames engulfed him, and the iron guard fell to the ground as a burning man, uncontrollably grabbing him in private, burning the surrounding stalls, and implicating many people.

The iron guards turned around, raised their knives one by one, and quickly eliminated their companions. At this moment, more lanterns were thrown over, and at the same time, those black-clothed assassins flew in.

When the light of the knife came on, the assassins did not retreat or evade, and blocked them with their bodies. The iron guard was shocked, but the knife was stuck in the assassin's breastbone and could not be pulled out.

An assassin disguised as a tottering old woman rolled on the spot with strange agility and approached the carriage in a river of blood. His thick female makeup and silver-white wig could not conceal the frenzied flames in his eyes. A large bundle of explosives flew into the carriage, and within a moment, there was a muffled bang.

The carriages and horses of the Zodiac Pavilion are extremely sturdy, even soundproof, the explosion inside is very small, and the entire carriage only vibrated once.

The iron guards didn't even look back, their knives pierced the assassins into a string, and hacked and killed them in all directions.

——The inside of the car is fake, Chu Xiang secretly concluded, judging from Tie Wei's unfazed and cold face, no matter who the assassin is going to kill this time, the one in the car is just a stand-in.

The female assassin leader seemed to be aware of this, and she whistled, as if signaling to retreat.

In the next moment, Chu Xiang grasped reflexively with his hand, his waist hurt slightly, and he grabbed the hand of the flower girl holding the knife forcefully, but due to his limited physical fitness, the tip of the knife still cut through the flesh.

Chu Xiang quickly swept across the wound, red blood, white knife, fortunately not poisonous.

However, in the next second he yelled that it was not good, and he backed away with all his strength, distanced himself from the flower girl. The girl took off her disguise, took out a dagger from the flower basket, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and it was obvious that she had arranged to come towards him.

There is no end!Chu Xiang secretly vomited in her heart.

"There's an assassin slipping through!" he yelled.

However, his voice was mixed in the noise, he was not taken seriously by the iron guards, and he couldn't rush over rashly. Now that the iron guards kill the enemy regardless of ourselves, and even his own people can be dealt with lightly, rushing over will definitely not get help.

So Chu Xiang turned around and ran away without saying a word.

With one hand, he tightly choked the wound on his waist, and with the other hand, he pulled all kinds of obstructing objects. The street was full of panicked crowds, and if they ran there, they would die, so Chu Xiang plunged into the alley.

This is not the first time Chu Xiang has been chased and killed. Inside the fleet, this kind of decapitation against the captain is often called "escape & kill self-help tour group". Every captain is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and their individual combat capabilities are even in the Above the average level of the special operations team, the captain of the mothership is the trump card in the battlefield, and the best of them can turn the world around with one person.

As the captain of Longque, he was dispatched to his level when carrying out secret operations. When capturing an interstellar relay station of a smuggling group, Captain Longque sneaked in alone and beheaded the commander in the enemy's command tower——Chu Xiang He doesn’t like hot weapons. He always carries a light energy knife for assassination. Although his AI has complained about him countless times, “Like the glowing light tube in the old movie “Star Wars”, the melee weapon with the model “Silver Queen III” The light energy knife is indeed his saber as the captain.

While running, Chu Xiang subconsciously reached behind her back, and then he took it for granted.

There was a fork in the road ahead, and Chu Xiang blindly chose one, but found a dead end after dozens of meters. The female assassin behind her leaped forward. Chu Xiang saw the timing, rolled over in embarrassment again, turned around and continued to run wildly.

——It would be great if there was an AI, he couldn't help thinking, Longque's central control AI can scan the holographic map of the entire area, and then show him the most convenient route, and there will be absolutely no such thing as running away into a dead end possible.

At this moment, Chu Xiang could only rely on this "weak" body to avoid the elite assassins behind him.

This is not the assassin of the eldest princess - Chu Xiang firmly thought that the assassin arranged by the eldest princess did not have this level.

The blade grazed his back several times and cut his sleeve.

The author has something to say: Lan Jue: The lord of the country needs a small dark house, and the allusion of the golden house hiding the beauty is very good.

Chu Xiang: No!I can still fight!