The bright firelight illuminated most of the military camp.
Hiding in the bushes, Mu Yan looked down at the situation inside the military camp, watching all the soldiers lined up neatly, staring directly at the man standing in front of them.
The man had a respectful and humble expression.
Mu Yan raised the corner of his mouth coldly, revealing a sarcastic smile.
"Yan'er, are you really ready to take action?"
Feng Ruowu glanced worriedly at Xia Yifeng who was standing in the military camp.
Although she had never fought with this man before, from Mu Yan's words and Mu Tianhan's experience Look, she could vaguely feel the terror of this man.
But now, Mu Yan actually wants to do such crazy things in front of him "It's already here, there will still be some lies."
Mu Yan glanced at Feng Ruowu with a smile, and patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't mess around.
Don't think too highly of him, and don't think too highly of him.
I underestimated your and my strength.
According to the plan we made before, you should immediately go to Shui Xiangxiang and arrange for everyone to leave Yun'an City. " "Yes."
Nodding silently, Feng Ruowu cautiously followed Mu Yan and sneaked into the military camp one after another.
Standing in front of the army with dull eyes, Xia Yifeng stood expressionless.
Listening to General Han chattering about the military situation to himself, a trace of impatience slowly appeared on Junyi's face.
Xia Yifeng originally wanted to come here to search for Mu Yan's whereabouts, but the old man dragged him here and said something to boost the morale of the army.
Looking at the phalanx of thousands of people in front of him, he thought about the imminent war.
Xia Yifeng had no choice but to hold back the anger in her heart and continued to listen patiently to General Han's chatter, occasionally interjecting a few words.
"My lord, I wonder what you think of what I said."
Han Shoulin looked at Xia Yifeng with burning eyes.
From the bottom of his heart, Han Shoulin liked this arrogant and unruly prince.
Although the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty had mixed reviews of him, in Han Shoulin's eyes, Xia Yifeng would always be just the young boy who clamored for him to teach him the art of war.
"What General Han said is absolutely true."
With a slight smile, Xia Yifeng looked at Han Shoulin, who had white hair in front of him, and sighed silently.
"With people like you on the border, I feel relieved."
Time passed by minute by second, just when Xia Yifeng finally couldn't bear it any longer, and her face slowly began to darken.
Han Shoulin finally finished his speech and nodded to Xia Yifeng with satisfaction, indicating that he could leave first.
Turning around with gloomy eyes, Xia Yifeng walked towards the exit of the military camp without any hesitation, exuding a cold and decisive aura, under Liu Yiyi's smiling gaze.
He has wasted too much time here today, and he hasn't had time to test the boy named Mu at Yun'an Inn yet.
Xia Mingyi didn't know whether he had found anything in the investigation.
There was still no news about Mu Yan, which made Xia Yifeng's calm heart gradually become restless.
"Ah" a painful cry from behind made Xia Yifeng frown, but did not stop.
He had seen Han Shoulin's corporal punishment of soldiers many times.
Even the soldiers who were beaten to death by Han Shoulin with sticks were nothing to be surprised about.
But there were more and more screams, and the atmosphere in the military camp was gradually becoming chaotic, so Xia Yifeng and Liu Yiyi had to stop and turned around in confusion.
Two ghostly figures, one white and one black, wandered swiftly among the army.
Wherever he goes, someone will fall to the ground.
Xia Yifeng squinted his eyes and watched the scene happening in front of him with interest.
He didn't expect that there would be someone as unpredictable as Qinggong here.
An evil smile slowly appeared on the corner of Xia Yifeng's mouth.
Xia Yifeng walked slowly forward.
Looking at the soldiers who fell one after another in front of him, with their throats cut, the smile on Xia Yifeng's face began to slowly deepen. many.
"Feng" frowned, and Liu Yiyi called Xia Yifeng's name uneasily.
"You don't stop them" "Go and test their reach first."
Xia Yifeng folded his hands on his chest, raised the corners of his mouth, and ordered Liu Yiyi calmly, and then leaned against the tree trunk as if it had nothing to do with him, smiling.
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Nodding, Liu Yiyi quickly slipped into the crowd, vigilantly looking for traces of the two people.
Wearing a strange white mask, Mu Yan looked at the familiar figure not far away and couldn't help but sneer.
Holding the dagger in his hand, Mu Yan had already arrived behind Liu Yiyi before she had time to react.
Then he put the dagger against her neck with a smile, attached it to her ear, and said quietly: "Tell me, how do you want to die?
Should I put a few scratches on your beautiful face first, or should I kindly let you die happily like them?"
The cold voice reached her ears, making Liu Yiyi shiver uncontrollably.
With cold eyes, Liu Yiyi glanced at the person holding her hostage with her peripheral vision.
She looked at his white gauze clothes, which were decorated with dots of blood sprayed on them.
In this dark night, there was an indescribable weirdness and mystery. .
Liu Yiyi did not expect that she would be defeated in the hands of someone other than Xia Yifeng, without the ability to fight back.
Mu Yan glanced sideways at the more and more fallen people, as well as Feng Ruowu's pace that gradually slowed down.
Then he turned his head and glanced at Xia Yifeng, who had been standing calmly not far away.
Mu Yan's eyes, which were originally full of smiles, suddenly flashed with murderous intent.
Holding the dagger, Mu Yan moved a little closer to Liu Yiyi's skin.
Just when the sharp blade was about to cut through Liu Yiyi's neck, Xia Yifeng finally appeared in front of Mu Yan no longer silent.
Raising his right hand, Mu Yan mercilessly knocked out Liu Yiyi with his knife.
Then after confirming that Feng Ruowu had quickly escaped from the barracks, Mu Yan silently took two steps back to distance himself from Xia Yifeng. .
Looking at Xia Yifeng with cold eyes, Mu Yan saw the evil smile on his face, the bits of murderous intent hidden in his eyes, and saw him standing in front of him with his clothes fluttering, so real and so... out of reach.
In an instant, all the hatred over the years flooded into Mu Yan's mind.
Taking the initiative to attack Xia Yifeng, Mu Yan felt that his skills were even more agile than five years ago, and couldn't help but make simple and powerful moves, hoping to give him a fatal blow.
Frowning slightly, Xia Yifeng kept dodging the enemy's attacks.
Looking at the pair of eyes full of hatred under the mask, Xia Yifeng felt a sense of déjà vu.
As he passed by, a familiar scent from the man in white floated into Xia Yifeng's nose.
Startled, Xia Yifeng stood there blankly, looking down at the dagger that pierced his chest in the blink of an eye, and the assassin in white who was so close.
Ignoring the severe pain that spread throughout his body, Xia Yifeng spoke slowly and hesitantly, and asked with a trembling voice: "Yan'er":