However, Lu Ming did not plan to take action immediately. After all, there is a sword saint here, and he can hide his breath from his perception. But if he fights, if he cannot kill the other two of them immediately, the sword saint's explosion is not something he can resist now.
Lu Ming is a killer, so of course he will calculate all plans to the extreme. But these two people are also calculating, and this plan has made them calculate for an hour.
Dingdengdeng... A row of footsteps sounded, and it was a maid, and Lu Ming hid himself even deeper.
"Master Cheng, please come over and chat." The maid said at the door. If she looked to the left, she would find that there was something different from before.
"Okay, I'll go now." Cheng Zifeng stood up and said to Mu Tianyou: "If we want to kill Lu Ming, who has no backing, we don't need to do it ourselves. With the help of the sword hall, even if someone wants to hold on to him, he will not dare to take action. The eldest prince put his heart in his stomach and waited quietly for the good news."
Mu Tianyou nodded very hard, the resentment between his eyebrows was like a small storm. He suddenly frowned and said, "But, what if Lu Ming ran away when he was going to do a mission?"
"The eldest prince doesn't have to worry about this." Cheng Zifeng's expression was in control. "No one can break the rules of the sword hall. If Lu Ming dares to escape while performing a mission, then the fate of deceiving the sword hall is no different from defecting. Besides, with my master, Qiankun Sword Saint, we don't need to worry."
Qiankun Sword Saint? Lu Ming frowned, and he didn't think he knew this person, but just secretly wrote down the name.
Cheng Zifeng comforted Mu Tianyou a few more words and then went out. He followed the maid to the location of the Sword Saint. He greeted the swordsman who was watching Ye very kindly, but he did not find Lu Ming's existence.
When the house became quiet, Mu Tianyou kept rubbing his hands and could no longer wait for the pleasure of revenge. He suddenly burst into laughter and murmured: "This plan is really wonderful. Although I am a prince, and my scheming and strategy are compulsory courses, this is a sword hall! There is no way, it will make people feel more comfortable than using the sword hall to kill Lu Ming. Destruction Sword Saint? Ji Wujian? Humph! You immortals, you must have... who will be in the future?"
Mu Tianyou was thinking about the future when he suddenly saw someone pushing open the door and walking in. He thought it was the maid who looked good last night, but a strange aura told him that this was a man.
Lu Ming walked in calmly with his sword hanging on his waist and looked at the other party quietly.
Mu Tianyou suddenly realized that the air in the room had frozen, and the calm momentum on Lu Ming's face was like the smile of death.
"You?" Mu Tianyou forced a heart that was about to jump out. It was useless to ask him how he came in at this time. Obviously, the Qiankun Sword Saint did not notice Lu Ming at all.
However, even if Lu Ming is a master in the swordsman realm, he cannot escape the perception of the swordsman? How many secrets are there in him?
Mu Tianyou forcibly restored his royal nobleness and said in a condescending manner: "Why don't you kneel when you see this prince?"
"You may have a good funeral, and someone will cry and kneel down to you, but it's definitely not me." Lu Ming said lightly, his indifferent tone like a death sentence.
Mu Tianyou's eyebrows thumped for several consecutive times. From this, it seemed that Lu Ming had already known everything. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and sneered: "What? Do you think that the realm of my Five-Strike Master is not even room for shouting before you set out on the sword?"
Seeing Lu Ming's body shaking slightly and the tip of the sword trembled, Mu Tianyou's sneer became even deeper, "Don't you even want to know why I want to kill you?"
"I don't need to know the reason, it's enough to just know your motivation." Lu Ming said lightly, as if he was talking about someone else's affairs.
But Mu Tianyou sneered proudly: "Lu Ming, Lu Ming, you are here to die today..."
Suddenly, Mu Tianyou activates his sword energy violently. He wants to use the mental method he has practiced to make the voice countless times. He wants to let the Qiankun Sword Saint know that someone is coming to assassinate him, and he also wants everyone in the entire Jiantang City to know what Lu Ming is doing. In this way, Lu Ming openly kills the monarch and has no way to survive. Even the Lu family, even the Destruction Sword Saint and the Old Sword Master will be implicated!
Mu Tianyou had already opened his mouth wide, and he had a sound of salute to celebrate victory in all the plans and consequences of his mind. However, he suddenly realized that he could not shout out, and even his body could not make any moves. He originally planned to use the power of shouting to cause chaos in Lu Ming's mind. He could escape in the chaos, at least it would be fine to knock open the window.
But no, he just thought about the plan, but could no longer move. He felt like he was trapped in quicksand, and even breathing was almost a luxury.
Lu Ming walked over slowly, raised the sword, and when Mu Tianyou looked so shocked that his pupils were about to break, he inserted the tip of the sword into his collarbone, and then stabbed it into his heart accurately along a smooth passage.
Mu Tianyou's eyes were almost glaring out. He never thought that death was so close to him. He... After all, he was a prince, but he died like this? Mu Tianyou thought powerlessly that he still had a lot to say, he still had a lot of grand plans and had not taken action. He also wanted to reward all the beauties in the world, control the wealth in the world, and hold the fate of everyone in the world...
Lu Ming could feel the heart suddenly locked through the sword, and then it was as weak as a broken rice bag. Lu Ming's sword tip trembled again, completely crushing the heart with a trace of motivation. Then Lu Ming gently pulled out the sword. When the sword pulled out of his body, Lu Ming blocked the hole with a jade pendant on his body, so that his blood filled his chest, and no drop could flow out.
Lu Ming grabbed the sword with one hand and Mu Tianyou's back collar with the other, stuffed him into the wardrobe and blew out the light. Lu Ming's figure flashed out like a ray of blue smoke.
In the dark room, only Mu Tianyou's body still emits warmth. Even if he is not included in his identity as a eldest prince, even the sword realm of the Five-Strike Master is an unignorable existence in many places. However, if he wants to plot against Lu Ming and kill Lu Ming, he is a person who has something to do with him, which is a taboo for Lu Ming! Lu Ming has always been direct in his work. Since he has found the source, he will never leave it again.
The sad Mu Tianyou's eyes were filled with endless melancholy, but the destruction of his body destroyed his own voice.
After avoiding a team of servants who were patrolling the night, Lu Ming's figure had already arrived at the window of Qiankun Sword Saint. Seeing the servants who had to walk every half an hour, Lu Ming guessed that this sword saint was very cautious in doing things. Even though he was already in the sword saint realm, there was no trace of details. Obviously, he was always on guard. And if an opponent at his level attacked at night, these servants would be cannon fodder. Perhaps they were not even cannon fodder.
Lu Ming waited quietly, waiting for Cheng Zifeng to come out of the Sword Saint's room and return to his residence.
Time passed by bit by bit, and the dark night also had a hint of brightness. A dazzling star in the east had already climbed high. It seemed that the night was about to pass.
More than one maid sneaked into Mu Tianyou's room just now, but they all got nothing. When they went out, their angry eyes were still searching for the other maid's rooms, secretly guessing who was so lucky and got the opportunity of the eldest prince.
Lu Ming did not make things difficult for them. There were many people who wanted to take the royal family to ascend to heaven. Unfortunately, these women couldn't see through it. How could Mu Tianyou have their little bits in his heart?
The sky began to brighten up. Although before dawn was the darkest moment of the day, Lu Ming had to give up.
Unexpectedly, this villain would work so hard. He did not miss the opportunity to contact the Sword Saint at all. He kept asking about swords and was very serious and hardworking. The Sword Saint was also quite pleased and explained every detail to him without bothering.
Lu Ming, who had returned to his residence, frowned secretly, recalling the study of this villain, he felt that he was more dangerous than anyone else. A villain who knows how to work hard and is scheming is like a poisonous snake with sharp fangs that must be removed.
But the Qiankun Sword Saint has been by his side, and Lu Ming has no choice but to put it on for the time being. If he has the chance, Lu Ming will never let him go. After all, if he goes to challenge him, the other party can find 10,000 reasons not to accept it, which is equivalent to exposing himself.
It seems that I must improve my strength as soon as possible. If I reach the level of being able to fight against the Sword Saint, then all problems will be solved.
Since it cannot be solved for the time being, let it go. Lu Mingxin sighed softly.
It's dawn.
"Ah...!" A shocking howl suddenly broke out in Jiantang City, and the sharp sound seemed to have pierced the sky!
"What? The eldest prince was killed? He was still hidden in the closet?"
In the sword-mastering hall in charge of order, the old man in charge of the leader stood up. His horror was already rushing the informant out. All the tables and chairs around him flew out in a circle and smashed on the wall, breaking into a pile of wood chips, and the calligraphy and paintings on the wall that were quite old and majestic, burst into pieces of debris.
The old men in the room suddenly fell and fell. They all knew that in front of Tai Hongcheng, the master of the sword hall who had a high level of sword saint, there was no room for them to resist.
Bang! The master Tai Hongcheng felt a heavy slap in the face loudly! Who is the eldest prince? He is the heir to the throne of the entire empire. The sword hall has always been peaceful and has no ambitions, but this person died in Jiantang City, the most core of the sword hall. This is no longer a slap. Is it because someone wants to separate the relationship between the empire and the sword hall?