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Chapter 166 The Little Sage Village was attacked (3)

Outside Xiaoshengxian Village.

On top of a tall building, a man wearing an ordinary bronze armor of the Qin Army stepped on the bricks. His left hand held the scabbard of a long sword with a golden handle. Although the sword was not unsheathed, it made people feel extremely powerful.

Heavy Yin energy and murderous energy.

He was staring intently at the brightly lit Little Sage Village in front of him.

His other men are invading Little Sage Village.

In the darkening sky, there is a spider web knotted in the dark, and countless "little spiders" are completing their siege, preparing to kill their prey.

A snare covers the sun.

Beside him, a short boy-like man wearing a star purple-blue luxurious and strange robe and gorgeous accessories stood on his right side.

He held one hand elegantly behind his back, and the other hand hung by his side. His fingers trembled slightly, and several silk-shaped lines hung down as an extension of his will. He didn't know where the end point was.

Yin Yang Family, Star Soul.

Behind Star Soul, there are four weird-looking puppet slaves waiting for him.

Many of the Yin Yang family's methods, even if they are as cruel as a snare, make you shudder.

The purpose of killing people in a trap is for profit, and profit is above all else, including tasks.

There are few top-notch killers who are murderous, but the Yin Yang family is different. They may kill for various strange reasons, for experiments, or for... fun.

They have a deliberate indifference to life, as if to prove their superiority and the difference between themselves and ordinary people.

They disdain to interact with mortals. In their eyes, mortals are as insignificant as ants, and even they themselves are only mortals after all.

That's all.

"Mr. Zhi Ri, everything is ready." Xinghun's mouth curved, he turned his face sideways, glanced at Zhi Ri, and faced Zhi Ri who was wearing a Qin army armor and a bronze mask on his face.

road.

He was a little curious, what kind of face would be behind that bronze mask?

"I've already set up the net. The prey will probably quickly rush into the net and hunt. It must be no stranger to you." Xinghun said to the covering sun.

At this moment, he had turned his head and continued to look at the large network woven by his own hands.

The fingers trembled slightly, and the threads pulled the fate of all living beings.

Well, actually nothing was signed.

"Thank you very much, Lord Xinghun. With Lord Xinghun's help this time, it is really even more powerful for Luo Wang.

Luo Wang has the opportunity to become the best and most powerful friend of Your Excellency Xinghun." Zhan Ri said to Xinghun sadly, his tone as gloomy as before.

Xinghun is the national master. Although he is powerful, his position is not high. It is reasonable to call Xinghun a "sir".

His previous sentence was that he was digging a hole for Star Soul. If he didn't put Star Soul into the pit, wouldn't he have given the order to Frightened Salamander in vain?

As for the latter sentence, it is even more vicious, and there is no evidence for it.

Xinghun turned his head and took a deep look at the man in bronze armor in front of him.

Those unfathomable eyes were full of coldness and curiosity.

The coldness is because of the other party's calculations, and the curiosity is because I want to see how brave the other party is to say this!

"Of course I will go in with Mr. Zhanri and learn for myself the clever tricks of the Confucians.

It's just that the disaster of weapons and weapons arises for no reason, which will damage the prestige of the Yin and Yang family.

After all, the Yin Yang Family is different from Luo Wang." Xinghun continued to cast his eyes from Zhan Ri to Little Saint Xianzhuang, which was a reply to Zhan Ri's first sentence.

As for the latter sentence, never mention it.

"Your Excellency, Xinghun," don't worry. The net is hunting down the important criminal wanted by the Qin Dynasty. The son of Xinling Lord Wei Wuji, how can he be considered to have raised weapons for no reason?

Such foresight and foresight are completely different from the last time you clashed with me." Hearing this, the face behind the bronze mask turned livid.

What's the meaning?

Are we shameless in setting up a trap?

Although it is true, the words coming out of this mouth are really ugly!

Thinking of this, Zhan Ri sneered and replied.

"Fugitive? The son of Lord Xinling Wei Wuji?

It means..." Xinghun was startled when he heard the words, and then the corner of his mouth turned into a sarcastic arc again.

"That was really fun."

As for that name, both of them were very knowledgeable and didn't mention it.

Zhanri held the scabbard with one hand and unsheathed the sword.

In the houses and alleys below the two of them, dozens of Luowang-level killers emerged from the darkness, holding sharp knives, and rushed towards the Little Saint's Manor.

But not far away, unknown to them, a man wearing a white robe, holding a sharp knife, with an elegant temperament, exquisite facial features, and a righteous look was looking at them.

Her black hair fluttered slightly in the gradually cooling spring breeze.

At a higher place.

In a darker place.

The pure whiteness and loneliness are so contradictory and inconsistent with his temperament and the darkness he lives in.

He rubbed the scabbard of "Yuan Hong" with one hand.



Little Sage Village.

night.

On an exquisite wooden bridge, Tian Yan, wearing an exquisite white Confucian dress and a white cloak, was walking towards his dormitory step by step.

get out of class had just ended, but she was not tired. On the contrary, she felt refreshed because she had been practicing all day.

Ever since he got the news from the Hidden Sun that they were about to attack the Little Saint's Village, Tian Yan spent almost all his time on training.

Since it has been decided to retain Wei Yan's identity, of course the stronger the better.

Different from imitating Nakata Yan's posture of protecting her body with her hands in front of her when she was young, she now prefers to have one hand elegantly behind her back. Combined with her temperament and good appearance, she looks calm and proper.

The style of a master.

It is also difficult to see clearly what the hand hidden under the cloak is doing.

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded from behind.

Alarm bells rang in Tian Yan's heart.

Others don't know, but she knows.

The snare operation began.

She turned around calmly and took a deep breath.

There's nothing to panic about.

Because she won't lose anything in this battle, even if more lies and deception will be needed in the future to keep it all going.

If she wants it.

The explosion came from near the library, and billowing smoke rose from a burning house near the library.

Tian Yan had to sigh at the viciousness of this move.

The Cangshu Pavilion is considered a holy place in the hearts of everyone in Little Sage Village. It contains many Confucian classics, many of which are original manuscripts by sages.

After all, Confucianism is based on books. It can be said that these classics are the foundation of Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

If a fire broke out nearby, the Confucians had to save it, because once the fire spread to the library, the consequences would be disastrous.

You ask me why I don’t just blow up the library?

Who dares to make things happen without being 100% sure?

You destroyed someone's foundation with just one disagreement. What if Wan Zhang wasn't killed in the next plan?

This old monster is about to die. If he goes crazy and wants to catch a few unlucky people with his ultimate power before he dies, not to mention Zhao Gao, Donghuang Taiyi will tremble a few times when he sees him.


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