The villain system of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty

In the middle of the night, Tu Mi led dozens of horses galloping across the wilderness.

He had been riding on the horse for several hours, and his body was in severe pain. However, Tu Mi couldn't stop. Because, behind him. Tuomier, the chief of the palace guards of King Yuezhi, was leading five hundred palace guards in hot pursuit.

Although Tu Mi has a violent and greedy personality, he is not stupid enough to think that the Yuezhi King sent so many people to chase him just to invite him back to Zhaowu City.

Tu Mi knew that King Yuezhi had murderous intentions towards him. The nearest supporting force to him was at least a hundred miles away.

Tu Mi felt impatient in his heart. The five hundred riders behind him were getting closer and closer. Maybe after a few corners, his team would be overtaken. Tu Mi knew what would happen then.

"Hurry, run!" He waved his riding whip wildly and kept beating his mount, expressing his uneasiness and fear.

It was a pity that the war horse could not withstand such high-intensity exercise and increasingly heavy damage at the same time. It collapsed to the ground and foamed at the mouth.

In just a moment, Tomir had already rushed up with the palace guards and confronted Tu Mi's men.

"Trash, trash!" Tu Mi climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, whipping the dying mount with the riding crop in his hand.

"Lord Tumi Shehou, you don't need to struggle anymore. I am here on the king's order to take the head from your neck." Tomir rode on the horse and looked down at Tumi.

"Tomir, you humble lackey. As noble as I am, how could I die at your hands?" Tu Mi raised his riding crop and pointed at Tomir.

A trace of anger flashed in Tomier's eyes, but it disappeared immediately. He raised his hand and ordered the men behind him: "Kill!"

"My body is filled with the blood of God. You humble ants, don't even think of hurting me at all. Hold on!" Watching his men fall down one by one, Tu Mi cursed angrily. .

His bald veins bulged out, his blood surged, and his appearance was terrifying. The fear of death filled every corner of his body. Only in this way can he relieve the uneasiness in his heart.

"God! I am your descendant, please protect me! Send down the messenger and destroy the daring sinners in front of you!" Looking at the increasingly thinner array in front of him, Tu Mi couldn't help but kneel down and pray.

Tu Mi's voice was very loud. Rather than praying, it was better to say that he was comforting himself.

"Idiot!" Tomir said disdainfully as he looked at the huge bald man with his legs kneeling on the ground.

However, this time. Tu Mi's prayers seemed to be answered.

"what happened?"

Tomir turned around, and in the dark night, dozens of strange black shadows rushed into the horses, causing a huge commotion.

A dozen swordsmen in black emerged from the group of knights and stood between Tu Mi and Tomir. Wherever he went, there were clear bloody paths left behind.

"Are you the messengers of God?" Tu Mi jumped up excitedly, his voice so loud that it could be heard no matter where he was.

"Who are you?" Unlike Tu Mi, who was already amused, Tomir was quite calm.

This group of black-clothed men hidden in black robes wore strange bronze masks and held ordinary Yuezhi swords. Their identities could not be identified at all. However, their skills are strange. Tomir can be sure that they are definitely not from the Yuezhi.

The group of men in black showed no interest in answering any party's questions. They just silently pulled out the long sword in their hands and pointed it at Tomir.

"Come on!" Feeling the rising fighting spirit in his body, Tomier shouted and rushed over on his horse.

...

"ah!"

The old Yuezhi King woke up from his sleep.

"Your Majesty!" The old chamberlain rushed over immediately and stood beside King Yuezhi, waiting on him.

"I...I just had a nightmare, an unknown nightmare." The Yuezhi King murmured.

King Yuezhi only remembered that in his sleep, he was sitting on the throne and could vaguely see the fire in Zhaowu City. The palace hall was filled with blood, and the painful expression of his granddaughter Mia still appeared in front of his eyes and could not be dissipated for a long time.

"Your Majesty, the palace guards who went to chase Tu Mi just brought back news."

"How's it going?" King Yuezhi asked, covering his aching head.

The old chamberlain's expression flickered, as if he was unwilling to answer directly.

"What's wrong? Ji Liqie." King Yuezhi noticed something was wrong, raised his head slightly and looked at the friend who had been following him since childhood.

"Your Majesty, news has just arrived. Tomir is dead. The five hundred palace guards who pursued Tu Mi only returned a hundred horses. And Tu Mi has also escaped."

"What!" The Yuezhi King stood up in surprise, but felt a sense of powerlessness and fell down on the couch again.

"Your Majesty!" The old chamberlain hurriedly stepped forward to support King Yuezhi.

"What's going on?"

"According to reports from the guards who came back, they had already intercepted Tu Mi. However, a dozen men in black suddenly appeared on the way. Among the rebels, they attacked and killed Tomir and defeated the palace guards."

"Only a dozen people?" King Yuezhi seemed to have heard the most absurd thing. "Only a dozen people defeated my most elite palace guard? And also killed my palace guard chief?"

The chamberlain didn't speak, but nodded painfully.

The Yuezhi King was silent for a long time, and finally he could only face the reality. He stood up and said, "Help me summon the palace advisors and all the princes in the royal capital to come to the palace to discuss matters. Tu Mi has escaped, and this fool will never give up. The Yuezhi will be in big trouble."

.......

"Your Majesty, the current strategy is to quickly mobilize troops to surround Tu Mi's tribe and eliminate him before he becomes big."

In the palace, Avatar, the palace advisor of King Yuezhi, suggested this.

"Your Majesty, I think Avatar is right." She Hou Xiduowu stood up and supported.

"Only by dispatching troops to attack Tu Mi before he starts a rebellion can the Yuezhi be saved from the risk of long-term civil strife."

"Yes!" The two most trusted assistants of King Yuezhi both suggested this. The Yuezhi King himself was also inclined to their suggestions.

"There are still an army of more than 20,000 people near the royal capital. And Tu Mi's men and small tribes are attached to him. Together, they can gather an army of about 25,000 people. My army is not as large in number. No advantage.”

"Your Majesty, my tribe can gather about ten thousand people. If your Majesty needs it, I can summon the warriors of the tribe to come and serve your Majesty at any time." Xiduowu said at this time.

"That's great! Xiduowu, you return to your tribe immediately, and your troops will come to the capital to fight with my army against the traitor Tu Mi." The Yuezhi King said happily.

"I am willing to serve the king!" Xiduowu knelt down, a sinister smile flashed across his face.

...

The moon and stars are sparse.

In front of the quiet water, Ying Ziyi looked at the wilderness in the distance. Behind him were six men in black who had just returned from the battlefield.

Of the more than ten masters caught in the trap, only six were able to turn around after this action.

Six sword slaves!

Their bodies were more or less injured. At this moment, the six people knelt down and worshiped under Ying Ziyi, looking respectful.

"You did a good job. This is a healing elixir. You go down and practice well!" Ying Ziyi took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve and threw it back.

Zhen just caught the medicine bottle thrown by Ying Ziyi, and the six of them thanked: "Thank you, Lord!"

"Get down!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The figure of Six Sword Slave quickly disappeared into the wilderness. But Ying Ziyi was still by the river, wondering what he was thinking about?

"who?"

Ying Ziyi turned around and saw a girl with blond hair and blue eyes appearing behind him, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

Is it my king?

"Did you know? Not long ago, there was news that Tomiel, the chief of the palace guard, was killed in battle."

"Is it?"

Arturia didn't respond at all to Ying Ziyi's words. She walked quietly to the river step by step, still minding her own business and saying: "Tomir is my father's adopted son, and he is also the youngest and oldest. A talented disciple. My father once said that if God gives Tomir time, Tomir will be able to achieve more than him in the future."

"It's a pity that God didn't give him time."

I don’t know why Artoria told her all this, but Ying Ziyi still responded appropriately.

"Please grief!"

"Before Tomir left, he came to Princess Mia's palace and expressed his love to me. But I didn't agree to him at that time. Now that I think about it, if I could have agreed to him at that time, he might have less love when he died. It’s a bit regretful.”

"...!"

The content of Artoria's words was already quite private. Ying Ziyi didn't know why the other party told him this? Tell him about this person you only met once.

Under the bright moonlight, Ying Ziyi saw only two drops of crystal tears floating in the night sky.

When she looked back, Artoria's face had become extremely determined. She pulled out her long sword and said to Ying Ziyi: "And I suspect that this matter has something to do with you. Now, either you tell me The truth, or you will die by my sword!"

"Why did you say that?"

"Follow my intuition!" Arturia tightened her grip on the sword hilt and said more firmly.

"...!"

In Ying Ziyi's mind, ten thousand grass and mud horses roared past.

You are decent! Drawing a knife and threatening people at every turn is what a villain does! Is this the legendary irreparable gap between righteous people and villains?

"What would you do if I said I did this?"

"Then I will avenge my sworn brother!"

"What if it has nothing to do with me?"

"Then you must also know who is behind the scenes? Tell me, or I will kill you."

"Bidong! Congratulations to the original poster. The condition for completing the mission of the Mysterious Girl is the inexplicable hostility. The natural gap between the righteous and the villain is like the brilliant Milky Way, which has existed forever and will not change due to any disguise."

The sound of the system rang in Ying Ziyi's ears.

"...! What the hell is this?"

"You are no match for me." Ying Ziyi said with a smile.

"You can try it!" the girl said angrily, waving the long sword in her hand and heading towards Yingzi.

Horizontal slash, vertical slash, spin. The girl's movements were very simple, which was a bit boring for Ying Ziyi who had seen too many complicated and exquisite sword skills.

However, as time passed, the girl swung her sword faster and faster. A set of movements is performed continuously, so fast that it is dizzying.

"Not bad, not bad!" Ying Ziyi praised. He didn't know how many times the girl had performed this set of moves on weekdays. Even the simplest sword moves can destroy powerful opponents if they are fast enough.

And the girl has obviously reached this level.

This is a very simple truth. In the world of martial arts, only speed is the best!

"Unfortunately, it's not fast enough!" Ying Ziyi smiled, turned slightly to avoid the girl's vertical slash. Then, he quietly approached the girl and slapped her on the chest.

"Pfft!" The girl's body took two steps back, and blood overflowed from her mouth.

"I told you, you are no match for me." Ying Ziyi spread his hands and said innocently.

The girl's expression became more determined, and her delicate face was filled with unyielding and arrogance. Like an aggrieved lion, the king of the jungle was never afraid of the difficulties before him.

The girl came again swinging her sword.

Horizontal slash, vertical slash, spin...

Snapped! Ying Ziyi slapped him again. This time, the girl took ten steps back.

Ying Ziyi looked at the stubborn girl in front of him with interest. If ordinary people encountered such a situation, they would probably have no intention of fighting and run away.

And from the girl's eyes, Ying Ziyi could see excitement, determination, fearlessness...

Anyway, it’s something that doesn’t appear on villains.

The girl picked up the long sword and rushed towards Ying Ziyi.

Horizontal slash, vertical slash, spin...

Snapped! This time, Ying Ziyi used three levels of internal energy to hit the girl.

The girl's figure was like a straight line, flying back ten steps before stopping. Because her body couldn't bear the huge force, she knelt down on one knee. Holding the sword tightly with both hands, he leaned on the ground.

"I recognize your will and honor, but you are no match for me now." Ying Ziyi took two steps forward and said.

"No! I'm okay... okay." The girl looked painful and struggled to stand up, but her body no longer allowed her to do so.

"Who is bullying my most precious daughter?"

In the dark night, an angry voice suddenly came. What followed was a powerful sword energy, coming straight towards Ying Ziyi.

"Oh, I'll go." Ying Ziyi hurriedly dodged, only to see the sword energy brushing his hair, almost passing by him, flying into the river, setting off huge waves.

"Master! I am no match." Ying Ziyi made a judgment in an instant. He turned over and ran towards the wilderness, quickly disappearing into the night.

Villains are always so willful!