Qiao Er walked slowly on the plank road. This plank road swaying in the clouds and mist made him feel like he was still in a childhood swing.
His previous name has been buried.
The reason why he is called "Bridge Two" is because when he woke up, he was hanging under the second bridge in his hometown... and thus escaped the massacre.
There is nothing to say about the past, it is nothing but hatred.
He has lived in Linzi for a long time and lives a normal life most of the time, occasionally going out to do some things.
For example, recording some intelligence, spreading some rumors, for example, killing a few people...
In this sinful city built of bones and poured with blood, there are others like him. Of course, he doesn't know who those people are, and those people don't know him either. The only thing they can confirm is themselves.
Not alone.
Because there is always information being passed on.
In the heart of this huge empire, they are also secretly building a "homeland".
Of course, information has been interrupted, and it is not uncommon. It happened when Cui Zhu assassinated the emperor, Zhang Yong cried at the temple, and when the Xia Kingdom betrayed the top leaders of the organization.
What they want to challenge is the existing order of the world. Each of them knows how powerful the enemy they face is. During this time, they are targeting Qi State, but Qi State is only one of the enemies.
You will encounter any kind of difficulties.
No matter what kind of difficulties can make them stop.
Interrupted information transmission can always be reconnected quickly.
Especially in his line, King Zhao, one of the top leaders of the organization, came to Zi to pick him up in person. What great courage was this?
Why can they accomplish so many things? Why are they, from the bottom to the top, not afraid of sacrifice?
Because we have the same ideal that shines on the road ahead.
Qiao Er has always been cautious. He is not afraid of sacrifice, but he is afraid that his sacrifice will be meaningless. He is afraid that his body will not become the ideal firewood.
How can we be happy in life, and why should we be afraid of death? Only by burning the light of ideals can we comfort the past.
The last operation was in Yaoguangfang. It was originally intended to kill a young prodigy, stir up Xie Huai'an's emotions, create waves, and weave a frenzy... but it was abandoned because of the appearance of Jiang Wang.
It's not that he doesn't have the ability to kill Xie Baoshu and Jiang Wang at the same time, he just can't ensure that during the process, the other party can't make any sound... Jiang Wang's ability to control the sound has been clearly demonstrated in Cui Zhu's assassination case.
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Moreover, King Zhao specifically emphasized last time that Jiang Wang could be targeted, but it was best not to actually kill Jiang Wang.
With just a little bit of uncertainty, Qiao Er chose to stop and leave, and has remained silent to this day.
He was not afraid of death, but that matter, that young genius named Xie Baoshu, was not worth his risk.
What is obvious is... Jiang Wuqi is worth it.
Assassinating a palace lord in Linzi is truly unbelievable.
But just because it is incredible, not many people dare to think in this direction.
Because it is impossible, once it succeeds, the impact it can have will be huge enough. Even if the person can be captured alive and taken away from the Qi realm... the benefits are incalculable.
It's definitely worth the risk.
Organizations don't mind paying more for this.
Among the four palaces of Changle, Changsheng, Huaying and Yangxin, currently only Changsheng Palace has some possibility.
Ever since Jiang Wuqi was naked in front of the Ziji Palace, holding a jade in his hand, Emperor Qi had never summoned this prince again. He was once close to him, but now he is so distant.
Everyone in the government and the public knew that the Eleventh Prince had lost power and was in a state of dispersion.
The civil and military officials who used to be close to the Changsheng Palace have been keeping an extremely low profile during this period.
Jiang Wuqi himself also dressed lightly and was unassuming. Except for going to Yunwu Mountain to watch the sunrise every day, he locked the palace door most of the time, saying that he was cultivating himself and not seeing outsiders.
Today is a great opportunity.
According to the latest information, the Xingyueyuan War has ended, and the geniuses of Qi will soon return with great honors. The entire empire's eyes are focused on them, and it is inevitable to relax their attention on other places.
After all, Yunwu Mountain is remote. Even after the Hell Gateless Assassination Incident, the entire Linzi City's defense was much stricter than before. It was not that easy to detect abnormalities here in time... Moreover, they had already done enough for this trip.
Much preparation.
To take a step back, even if something goes wrong, with his strength, he still has time to kill Jiang Wuqi in the Neifu realm before the strong man from Linzi arrives.
If he could use his life to replace Jiang Shu's favorite son, what would not be worth it?
Qiao Er felt excited when he thought that he had the opportunity to cause pain to an emperor like Jiang Shu.
After a small victory over Jing Guo, Qi State is now unprecedentedly powerful. Do you think the world is convinced?
It's time to pour cold water on them...
Thinking like this, Qiao Er raised his eyes to look at the sickly prince in front of him, and slowly straightened up. His rickety figure gradually became upright, and a ray of cold light jumped between his fingers.
He walked on the plank road covered with clouds and fog, like a hunter heading towards his trap. And in the trap was today's harvest.
To his surprise, Jiang Wuqi was very calm.
So peaceful.
Qiao Er was sure that his changes were seen by the other party, and Jiang Wuqi was not distracted.
But the eleventh prince of Da Qi was so calm.
Not to mention running away or calling for help, he didn't even mean to slow down. He was still walking towards us directly.
Is there an ambush?
Qiao Er's mood was in turmoil.
No. If there is an ambush here, that person... can't possibly be unaware of it.
Spiritual consciousness covered the plank road in an instant, and it was true that no one else was seen.
It's useless to think too much. You must ask the tip of the knife for everything.
Qiao Er walked faster and faster, and the aura of a powerful man began to flourish: "Your Highness, for your safety, how about coming with me?"
The clouds around me are like snow, and the white fox fur is also like snow. The paleness on my face is not even half as white as the snow.
The eleventh prince of Daqi, who was so sick and frail, walked on the swaying plank road, quietly feeling the gradually awakening breath of a powerful divine being...
Suddenly he sighed: "I've been waiting for you for too long!"
What's the meaning?
At this moment, Qiao Er was shocked to realize that something had happened. The noble man in front of him no longer coughed.
And his thin figure walked on the plank road in the clouds, and he actually had a calmness about controlling everything.
Is this a trap?
Who dares to use Jiang Wuqi as bait?!
How does he keep himself safe?
Thousands of thoughts exploded in my mind. Of course, a person like Qiao Er can also trace the source in the fog. He flicked his fingers with great determination, and the cold light that had been lingering between his fingers for a long time shot out in an instant!
He made the first move! With his level of cultivation, he had no reservations when faced with an Inner Palace monk.
The clouds no longer moved, the fog no longer surged, the wind no longer came, the plank road no longer shook, and there was no longer any distance between him and Jiang Wuqi.
Yunwu Mountain seemed to be silent for a moment.
The cold light came as soon as it came out.
The trail of cold light actually created an abrupt hole between Qiao Er and Jiang Wuqi. It started here and ended there.
The so-called divine presence, within the scope of spiritual consciousness, is like a god!
"How dare you, thief!" A sharp voice suddenly sounded, approaching quickly.
After all, Jiang Wuqi is the master of the Changsheng Palace. Even if he loses power, he will still be the focus of Linzi's defense force. Therefore, as soon as there is any movement on the Yunwu Mountain Plank Road, strong men patrolling the nearby area will immediately arrive.
But...it can't be done in time.
At this moment, it is absolutely impossible to take people away. For Qiao Er, the best result may have been lost, but the second best result is just around the corner. Killing the inner palace with the help of gods can only happen in the blink of an eye.
The cold light belonging to the Shenlinjing monk appeared so clearly in Jiang Wuqi's eyes. But the voice of the Shenlinqingpai who came quickly was still far away.
To be continued...