Han Xing didn't explain anything to Mo Wentian, he just took Mo Wentian's arm and jumped up. Before Mo Wentian could utter a exclamation, the two of them had already landed on the five-meter-high palace wall.
"This won't be the legendary Qinggong..."
Mo Wentian wanted to ask Han Xing something else, but Han Xing's eyes widened and he made a gesture of silence. Mo Wentian stopped talking and became nervous again. He didn't know why Han Xing was in such an important place.
He would be willing to take a newbie like him with him, but the situation at this time meant that Han Xing would not explain anything to him.
In the vast night, Mo Wentian saw that inside the palace wall, it was full of brilliant lights. Looking from a distance, the palaces within the palace wall seemed to be embedded in the shining stars in the night sky.
The glazed tiles, combined with the eight flying dragons at the corners of the eaves, add to the imperial aura.
Before he could take a second look, Mo Wentian lost weight under his feet. Han Xing had already pulled him off the palace wall, and landed him accurately into the bushes on the side. He stayed there for half a moment, and a group of patrolling guards passed in front of the two of them calmly.
But no intruder was found so close.
"Walk!"
When the guards left, Han Xing immediately led Mo Wentian along a bluestone path. Along the way, Han Xing dodged three waves of patrol teams and continued to approach the center of the palace with ease. Mo Wentian couldn't help but think again.
I suspect Han Xing has already come to explore the way.
As they walked and stopped along the way, the sweat on Mo Wentian's palms became more and more dense. Although he was a direct disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, he had never imagined breaking into the palace at night.
Although the status of the sect is transcendent from the secular world, the imperial palace represents the pinnacle of secular power after all. If there are not many martial arts masters in the palace, Mo Wentian will never believe it.
If he had known in advance that Han Xing meant the imperial palace, Mo Wentian would not have followed him at all.
Finally, half an hour later, the two of them had gone deep into the central area of the palace. There was a large group of similar buildings here. If Han Xing hadn't led the way, Mo Wentian believed that he would have gotten lost. But at this time, Han Xing's footsteps
But suddenly stopped.
"It's not time yet!"
After saying these meaningless words, Han Xing grabbed Mo Wentian and slipped into the rocks of a rockery next to him. He shrank back, and the space in the rocks was just enough for the two of them to hide.
It was like it was specially prepared for Han Xing and Mo Wentian.
"Damn it, what on earth are you doing here!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian finally asked this question, and Han Xing stopped being secretive, adjusted his sitting posture, and raised his hand to wave.
"Nothing, just killing someone. To be precise, I want you to help me kill someone."
When Han Xing said this, his tone was very calm, as if killing a person was no different than killing a chicken, while Mo Wentian was stunned on the spot.
"What does this have to do with me?"
"Well, it really doesn't matter. Just think of it as returning a favor to me. Don't you think that I don't ask for anything in return for my guidance on your sword skills?"
Mo Wentian's eyes widened. Hearing Han Xing's natural words, he didn't know what to say. Indeed, Han Xing was kind to him. However, asking for repayment in such a grand manner may only be possible for people in the devil's path.
Gotta come out.
"But, your strength is so much higher than mine, you still need me to help you?"
Mo Wentian tried not to doubt that Han Xing's help to him was just to use it at this moment, but he always felt that there was a lingering shadow in his heart. At this moment, Mo Wentian finally began to doubt whether Luo Qi really
As Han Xing said, he was rescued.
"It is inconvenient for me to take action, and it is easy to expose our identity. It is different for you. You are a swordsman. Chu Guozhong has used swords a lot, so you will not arouse suspicion."
"You don't have to worry too much. I will take action to restrain the target in a while. You only need to use sword skills to kill him, and the other party is not a master."
Perhaps thinking that Mo Wentian was worried about his own strength, Han Xing added another sentence, but to Mo Wentian, it sounded like this was Han Xing's long-planned plan, and he couldn't help but feel a little colder in his heart.
"Who is the target?"
Even though he felt that there was an element of being exploited in it, Han Xing was right about one thing in his judgment of Mo Wentian, that is, Mo Wentian was a person who knew how to repay his kindness, otherwise he would not pay a meal for repayment.
Well, teach the Bai family and Bai Zhan how to learn martial arts.
Therefore, even though Mo Wentian was extremely nervous at the moment, he still agreed.
"Just a prince."
Han Xing's voice was still as calm as water. In his eyes, a prince in the secular world was not enough for him to take seriously, but in Mo Wentian's heart, this sound undoubtedly caused an uproar.
"Prince? Just?"
As a modern person who traveled through time, Mo Wentian's awe for the state power was no weaker than the ancients' awe for the emperor, and was even more profound. Especially when Mo Wentian was a thief or a beggar, he had no respect for the police, police and urban management personnel.
The fear has penetrated deeply into my bones.
Not to mention such a transcendent existence as a royal disciple.
"Why, as a warrior, you are still afraid of these worldly people with false reputations?"
Looking at Mo Wentian's expression, Han Xing was also a little confused. Even though Mo Wentian's strength was still low, who in the martial arts was not a person with high aspirations? How could he value these so-called emperors' power and authority?
"No...just...I...I have never killed anyone..."
Mo Wentian also came to his senses and knew that his reaction was a bit exaggerated, so he had to find an excuse. After hearing Mo Wentian's answer, Han Xing couldn't help but laugh deeply.
"Hey, there's always a first time. Which warrior doesn't have blood on his hands? Although the first time you killed was a secular person, you still have the status of a prince, which is somewhat meaningful."
Mo Wentian stopped answering, but the cold sweat on his face became thicker and thicker, and the hand holding the broken knife became tighter and tighter. For the first time, Mo Wentian's heartbeat began to accelerate rapidly. At this moment, a human voice
Suddenly it came from not far away.
"Bing'er, don't worry. In a few days, I will be able to marry you openly. By then, we will no longer have to be so secretive."
The voice that spoke was that of a man, and it sounded very magnetic. The words were full of gentleness, which made people's hearts move. But after hearing these words, Mo Wentian felt a thrill all over his body, and a strong killing intention surged through his body.
It rises and collects in the chest and abdomen, causing a strong spasm.
"Li Yuanji!"
Subconsciously, Mo Wentian pulled out the broken knife from his waist. His previous fear and cowardice of Li Yuanji were all forgotten. Fortunately, next to Mo Wentian, there was Han Xing who was much stronger than him.
.
"what are you doing!"
Han Xing was shocked and hurriedly took action to suppress Mo Wentian's body.
After a while, Mo Wentian finally calmed down again. As his chest rose and fell violently, Mo Wentian began to feel scared. If Han Xing hadn't stopped him just now, he would have turned into a corpse now.
"nothing."
Mo Wentian wiped the cold sweat from his face, indicating that he would not be impulsive. Han Xing then let go of Mo Wentian. Seeing that the other party was unwilling to answer, Han Xing could only stare outside the rockery with a suspicious look on his face.
I know that Mo Wentian's gaffe must have something to do with the voices coming from outside.
Just for a moment, in addition to the male voice, there was also a female voice.
"I heard someone say that Xiao Xiao from the Duanyue Sect is also very powerful. Are you really so sure?"
"Hmph, I'm just a little bastard in the art of swordsmanship. Don't forget that now, not only have I achieved some success in Qingming swordsmanship, but I have even learned the thing you brought me. Hehe, when the time comes,
I will give him a surprise."
Hearing Li Yuanji mention the Qingming Sword Technique, Mo Wentian's forehead suddenly showed veins, but this time he controlled his emotions very well, took several deep breaths, and tightened and loosened the hand holding the broken knife, and then loosened it again.
It was tight and repeated several times before it finally calmed down temporarily.
"That's good, don't worry, my father will definitely support you, but..."
Father? Mo Wentian was shocked. When he recalled what Li Yuanji called this woman, his eyes widened. Could it be that Li Yuanji and Princess Chu Bing had already had a secret conspiracy? If this scene spread,
I don’t know what kind of landslides and tsunamis it will cause!
"What's wrong, Bing'er, is the emperor still worried about that trash?"
Princess Chu Bing was silent for a while and did not speak. She seemed to sense Li Yuanji's dissatisfaction and gently held Li Yuanji's hand, her voice becoming gentler.
"I know Yuanji that you have always been prudent in your work, but you also know that my father has always been very afraid of your master. Although it is not a pity to die for that loser, he is still your master's direct disciple after all. If he is discovered..."
"Huh, what a direct disciple? To put it nicely, he is actually just a piece of trash who is liked by the master. I don't know how this kid is so lucky to be favored by the master. If this continues, he will definitely become a cancer for my Xiaoyao sect.
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Li Yuanji waved his hand and interrupted Chu Bing's words without a care. Perhaps seeing the worry still buried deep in Chu Bing's eyes, Li Yuanji sighed softly and held Chu Bing in his arms.
"Bing'er, don't worry. Let alone noticing it, I'm afraid no one can even discover the body of that trash. If you are really worried, I will probably burn it on fire when I go back."
Hearing what Li Yuanji said, Chu Bing finally felt relieved, opened her red lips slightly, and kissed Li Yuanji on the cheek as a reward.
"I'm just saying, it would be too cheap to kill a piece of trash like that with just one knife. If we don't leave his body intact, how can he be worthy of Yuan Ji, who has suppressed you for several years?"
As if to strike while the iron is hot and prevent Li Yuanji from going back on his word, Chu Bing quickly added a sentence, which to Mo Wentian sounded like a bolt from the blue.
"This Chu Bing not only knows the truth, but is also so vicious!"
Mo Wentian and Princess Chu Bing were strangers to each other, and there was no hatred towards her. However, in order to please Li Yuanji, Chu Bing actually said such words, not to mention that even the emperor seemed to know about it.
Mo Wentian was full of hatred for the entire Chu royal family.
"How can such a person be qualified to be the king of a country?"
After a long time, Li Yuanji and Chu Bing did not do anything casual. They just talked about love for a while and then left slowly. At this time, Mo Wentian's face was so dark that he was almost dripping with water.
Turning his head and looking at Han Xing, Mo Wentian suddenly had a bright smile on his face.
"I now feel that it is a very good idea to use a prince as my first victim!"