The carriage still did not move, and the girl at the front of the carriage did not have any nervous expression, but the noble man in the carriage said in a calm and mocking voice: "Li Qilong, as the Governor of the Tomb, naturally knows that assassinating me is the crime of the Nine Clans."
If you don't spare your own life, do you want your family to accompany you to death?"
Li Qilong smiled mildly and said, "Don't bother Your Highness, the lowly family members have already been settled." ” "The person who instructed you to do this seems to have given you a promise, maybe promised you a better position in the south" The voice in the carriage was even more sarcastic: "Indeed, if you can succeed, it is still possible to escape to the south from here, but if such a thing occurs in the territory of the Yunqin Empire, what kind of anger do you think you have to bear, not to mention the pressure of my Yunqin Empire's army, the so-called Damang Dynasty may cease to exist overnight, don't forget, you have to kill people, It doesn't have to be within the territory of the Yunqin Empire, you are just a defected Mausoleum Governor, how many elite masters will the Damang Dynasty send to follow you and your family all day long Can you stop the powerful assassins of our Yunqin Empire Are you born stupid, or do you not want to think about the joints at all?"
Li Qilong's round face twitched, and he forced himself to calm down: "From now on, Li Qilong is dead, whether it is finally determined that he plotted to assassinate you, was killed by you counterattacked, or was killed by assassins because he was protecting you, from now on, he has died on the official road outside Rudongling, and no one knows that he is still alive."
No Assassin, no matter how powerful an Assassin is, would assassinate a person who is already dead. ” There was silence in the carriage for a moment, and then a voice came out again: "After all, your grade is too low, your official rank is too low, and the people you come into contact with are also low, so it is impossible for you to understand the power tricks played by those who use you as pawns." ” This voice is very flat, but in the calm words, there is a disdain that makes Li Qilong feel inferior, which makes Li Qilong feel that this is a proud peacock talking to a local chicken, and it is also a local chicken standing in the mud, with a slightly convex belly, and half of his body is drenched.
In normal times, he might not have half a point of dissatisfaction in his heart, but today, his round face involuntarily twitched again, and the joints of his fat fingers rattled.
He stared at the carriage and said with a cruel smile in a mutated tone: "Born in the imperial city, with dragon blood, so what, my grade is too low, so what, today you are not going to die at my hands My name is Li Qilong, but today I am going to change my name to Li Qilong, and I want to ride on you" There was no response in the carriage, the rain was heavier, and the carriage bloomed with water splashes, and there were raindrops hitting Li Qilong's face, his wet right hand shook slightly, "Kill her", he let out a loud roar With the shouts of the Rudonglin guards, hundreds of masked swordsmen in iron armor silently rushed towards the carriage in the center of the official road from all directions in the rain curtain.
However, the first to arrive at the carriage was not these black-faced Sen Leng swordsmen, but the black feathered arrows shot from the bamboo forest on one side.
With the humming and vibrating sound of the bowstring, dense black arrows crushed countless bamboo leaves, pierced the rain curtain with a terrible breaking sound, and instantly descended around the carriage.
The two bantam horses and the carriage turned into hedgehogs in an instant, and the blood and water crisscrossed in the rain and mud, and there was no trace of the girl in Tsing Yi at the front of the carriage, and before the feather arrow fell, she had already opened the carriage door and got in.
The power of these black feather arrows was not under the power of the feather arrows shot by Lin Xi, but these feather arrows pierced the horse's body and were densely inserted into the body of the carriage, but none of them could pierce the carriage.
With a creak, the door of the carriage, which had been slightly tilted by the fallen horse, opened, and a woman in white with a cloud sideburn stepped out of the door.
The woman in white looked a little tired, and there were already some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, not thin, but her breasts were not plump enough, and her facial features were upright, but she didn't look amazing, but the moment she appeared, all the masked swordsmen who were used to seeing blood and the dozens of rock-cold archers hidden between the bamboo forests were all slightly stunned.
Not because of the appearance of the woman in white, nor because she was a cultivator, but because of her identity As Li Qilong, who organized the assassination of this woman here, knew, the Yunqin Empire was plagued by strong enemies outside, and the interior was reckless, and arrogance prevailed, however, no matter how internal and external troubles were, the powerful Yunqin Empire was still the most powerful empire in the world, because in other words, the Yunqin Empire was the ancient kingdom of Tang and Tibet in the west, the Damang Dynasty in the south, and the barbarians in the east, and it was difficult for these opponents to move forward with the power of one country.
And this woman is the sister of the current Yunqin Empire Saint, the most powerful person in this world This is the real Tianyan, if she hadn't left the imperial city, not to mention that Li Qilong was just a mausoleum governor, even if she was a provincial governor, she might not have a few opportunities to see this woman in her life.
So even if this woman is not amazing, and even her thin lips still give people a cold and slightly affectionate look, but because of this woman's identity, because of the cruel words that Fang just said to change his name to Li Qilong, Li Qilong, who had not had much demand for women a few years ago, Even if he just stared at those two thin lips, he only felt that an inexplicable evil fire rose from his lower abdomen.
He stared nervously, fearfully, and fiercely at the woman in white, all he wanted was to tear the woman's shirt to shreds, crush her under him, and stab her with a knife in her snow-white body Although the woman in white must be a cultivator, these black-scarfed masked swordsmen have rushed to the surroundings of the carriage with a fanatical attitude after a slight froze.
When a black-scarf swordsman who rushed to the front stepped on the head of the fallen horse, jumped high, and slashed down the black border army long knife in his hand towards the woman in white, the woman in white was still standing at the front of the car, with nothing in her hand.
But the black-scarfed swordsman's pupils contracted suddenly, and the white-clothed woman's right hand stretched out, and with a strange posture and speed, it landed on his wrist before his knife fell.
Then he clearly heard the sound of the bones of his hand under the iron armor shattering, and then the black long knife in his hand was already in the hands of the woman in white, and then the black long knife was attached to the slight iron armor gap between his neck, cutting his head At the same time, the left hand of the woman in white also gently slapped on the iron armor on his chest.
"Pong" A light slap, but there was a dull loud sound like a heavy blow.
The head of the black-scarf swordsman flew up, but his body was directly slapped into a kite with a broken string, and it flew upside down, with a clear slender palm print on his chest.
The blood gushing from between the necks spilled all over the bodies of several black-scarf swordsmen, blurring their eyes, but not a drop fell on the white-clothed woman's body.
There was a sudden chill around, and everyone's eyes followed the headless corpse in the rain curtain.
However, just at this moment, the woman in white had already stepped out of the carriage, and two heads rose into the sky under her swing of the knife, and one of the headless corpses was slapped out by her palm, causing the two black-scarf swordsmen behind to fly out upside down.
The black-scarf swordsmen around him surged up, but the woman in white walked slowly, extremely relaxed, and every time she swung out, either a head flew out, or someone had broken bones flying out.
No one could stop it at all, and the three swordsmen slashed out at the same time, but they were slashed by her backhand so that all three knives were forced on their bodies, and all three of them were extremely miserable and knocked out.
She was like a giant elephant striding among sheep, and even the simplest move, even judging her next move, there was no way to resist it.
Li Qilong, who was standing under the oil-paper umbrella, couldn't help but tremble slightly, he knew that the woman in white was a cultivator, but he didn't expect that she would be so strong In the bamboo forest, dozens of archers wearing hats stood as cold as rocks, and the black stone strong bow in their hands was always facing the position of the woman in white.
In the bamboo forest behind these dozens of archers, two people slowly walked in.
One was an extremely burly giant, dressed in a pair of bronze heavy armor that covered his entire face, and in his hand he held a chilling double-edged axe.
He was a full head taller than the tallest man among the archers, and he carried a double-edged axe of nearly the same length as him.
Whether it was the heavy armor on his body or the snow-white double-edged battle axe in his hand, there were delicate and orderly runes.
With a unique power, it doesn't rain.
The other was dressed in an ordinary gray cotton robe, unmasked, a middle-aged man with an ordinary figure and a sad face, with no blades in his hands, and his slightly gray hair on his temples was coiled into three buns with three jet-black iron hairpins, a very strange and memorable hairstyle.
Looking at the bloody battle group, the giant in heavy armor asked the middle-aged man with a sad face beside him, "Can you deal with it?"
"It should be a great power teacher-level cultivator, and it should be barely able to deal with it."
The middle-aged man with a sad face frowned and said softly.
"Then let's go."
The heavy armor giant was suddenly eager to try, and the heavy armor on his body and the giant axe in his hand were faintly revealing yellow light.
The cotton robe on his body was already soaked, but the middle-aged man with a sad face who didn't seem to care shook his head, "Don't worry, wait." ”: