There was a sudden silence in the grass, and there was deathly silence all around.
Xiao Lingyue held Hanhan in one hand and held the sword in the other, slowly approaching the grass, and said coldly: "If you don't come out, don't blame me for being rude!"
The grass is thick and lush, as high as half a man.
It was late at night again, and the forest was dark, with only the moonlight shining through the branches and leaves in fragments.
After a while, a black shadow slowly stood up from the grass.
The cloaked man was in a mess, with a lot of blood on his clothes, but the hood was still firmly on his head and his face could not be seen clearly.
Xiao Lingyue raised her sword and pointed it at him, but did not approach rashly: "Take off your hat!"
The cloaked man said hoarsely: "Who are you?"
"Should I ask you this?" Xiao Lingyue said coldly, "Are you from Northern Qin? Or from Southern Yan?"
The cloaked man was silent.
He was standing in the grass, wearing a cloak, and his figure seemed to be integrated with the darkness, exuding a strong gloomy aura.
Xiao Lingyue was holding the child, but it was not convenient for her to do anything.
But after what happened just now, she could see keenly that the cloaked man didn't seem to have very good martial arts, at least not as good as those elite and ruthless assassins under his command, otherwise he wouldn't have been thrown off the horse in embarrassment.
No wonder he didn't dare to face Zhan Beihan face to face. He only dared to hide behind the scenes and play dirty tricks. When he saw Zhan Beihan coming after him, he turned around and ran away without thinking.
Xiao Lingyue blocked the cloaked man in front of him to prevent him from escaping. Glancing back from the corner of her eye, she saw that the battle between Zhan Beihan and the assassins was at a fierce moment.
Half of the dozen assassins have fallen, but half are still clinging to Zhan Beihan, all of them fearless of death.
Delay as much time as possible.
Otherwise, if she had to protect Han Han, she might not be able to capture the cloaked man alive.
It would be bad if he ran away.
Xiao Lingyue was thinking secretly in her heart, but her face showed no emotion, and she said coldly: "Don't you dare to admit it? Do you Nanyan people like to hide your head and tail like this, like rats in the gutter?"
She was deliberately humiliating, trying to test the cloaked man's reaction.
I didn't expect it to be really effective.
The cloaked man said darkly and angrily: "That's nothing compared to you Northern Qin people, you are so sinister and ruthless, all of them are like jackals!"
"Being treated as a jackal, tiger, and leopard by the enemy proves that we are powerful. Thank you for the compliment." Xiao Lingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "So, you are not from Northern Qin, but from the Southern Yan army, right?"
The cloaked man sneered, neither admitting nor refuting.
It has the meaning that a dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.
"Who sent you here?"
Xiao Lingyue asked coldly: "How long have you been dormant in Northern Qin? How many people are there in total? Who made the assassination plan tonight? Also, what do you want to do with Prince Yi by capturing Prince Yi alive?"
Han Han held her neck with his little hands, turned his head curiously, and stared at the cloaked man with his big black eyes.
But no matter how Xiao Lingyue asked, the cloaked man just sneered and didn't answer at all.
He slowly stepped back, revealing a pair of fierce eyes under his dark cloak, staring straight at her: "If Zhan Beihan came to ask in person, I wouldn't mind saying a few more words to him, he is still an old man after all.
We are familiar with each other, but you..."
He sneered contemptuously: "You are just a running dog, you are not qualified to talk to me!"
Xiao Lingyue narrowed her eyes and immediately grasped the key point: "Do you know Zhan Beihan? Are you acquaintances?"
The cloaked man immediately shut up and backed away calmly. Popular『』 This chapter has been completed!