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30, assassinated

During the past three days, Zhao Laoliu from the Zhenguo Palace sent people to squat near Wanhua Tower, waiting for the news of Zhao Wuyou's death.

Zhao Wuyou, who was slightly aware of all this, didn't think much about it. He went to the site where Mu Lu was looking and looked at the manpower he had recruited. He didn't say anything. After all, the Caotai team still needed some tests of ice and fire.

Only then can you truly grow.

A person walked back to Wanhua Tower in the autumn wind, with a corner of his cloak blown up. Zhao Wuyou sneered. He actually noticed that there were dozens of people on both sides. They lowered their voices, but their breathing was exceptionally smooth and even. Zhao Wuyou sneered.

Wuyou knew that these people must not be ordinary people, and their target must be him.

Even though he knew that someone was going to kill him, Zhao Wuyou still strolled around. He couldn't be nervous. Being nervous would only make those people attack more unscrupulously. If he acted like he didn't care and was confident, then these people would

Use more time to adjust yourself and strive for the effect of killing in one blow.

Turning another corner at the intersection ahead, you can see Wanhua Tower. Zhao Wuyou knew that these people were about to take action, but he was still a man without weapons and could only rely on his dandy cloak to resist those people.

Man's sword.

"Whoosh"

A long arrow flew towards Zhao Wuyou.

"Damn, you're fine with a sword and a sword, why do you bring a bow and arrow with you?"

Zhao Wuyou was shocked. In the capital, someone actually dared to use a bow and arrow to hurt someone. Didn't he know that holding a bow and arrow in the capital was almost as effective as treason?

The cruelty of reality did not allow him to think too much. Arrows were flying straight towards his face. Zhao Wuyou could only hold up the cloak with both hands to protect his body and hide his head in the cloak.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Arrows hit the cloak one after another, but Zhao Wuyou inside the cloak was a little depressed. The cloak blocked the attack for him, but it could not withstand the powerful power of the arrows. Although it was not

I fear for my life, but it hurts.

"What should we do?" Zhao Wuyou said with a dark face, bent over, and stepped forward step by step. He is continuing to escape from the arrow array. When he reaches the street, maybe his situation can be improved.

.

Those holding bows and arrows were also dumbfounded. They watched in disbelief as Zhao Wuyou squatted and walked on the ground. A thin cloak could actually withstand the arrows fired by their powerful crossbows.

Reality is often more magical than imagination. Zhao Wuyou had just touched the entrance of the alley and could vaguely see a lantern hanging not far away, but in an instant, dozens of long knives with cold light appeared in front of him.

"Dang Dang Dang"

These knives hit Zhao Wuyou's cloak. Although the blade did not hurt Zhao Wuyou, a stunned green man hit him on the head. The impact really made Zhao Wuyou so angry that he almost went berserk.

"Boom!" Zhao Wuyou stood up and bumped into one of the people. The two of them rolled to the side of the road together. This originally bustling road turned out to be very desolate at this moment. People stood in front of every house on the street.

There were several men in black clothes holding knives, with their faces covered and only their eyes exposed, looking both terrifying and ridiculous.

"What age have you been, and you still dare to do this to me?" Zhao Wuyou put on his cloak, grabbed one of the people's long swords, and kicked that person away. The rest of the people fled when they saw this.

Just because the crossbowmen were already standing on the wall, aiming at Zhao Wuyou's head.

"Swish swish"

The flying arrows did not give Zhao Wuyou a chance to resist, and were fired directly at Zhao Wuyou in dense numbers. The latter did not dare to be careless, so he had to hide under the dude's cloak, with his feet facing the direction of Wanhua Tower.

Go.

Just when Zhao Wuyou was still worried about those nasty crossbowmen, the flying arrows behind him suddenly stopped, and there was even a faint sound of killing.

Zhao Wuyou turned his face and saw the old man he had seen in Huamei's room. Next to him were several masked young men holding knives.

"Time after time"

Before Zhao Wuyou could react, the old man had already finished his work. He could even fly into the air and pass by those holding knives, easily taking their lives.

"How he did it, I didn't even see clearly." Zhao Wuyou was shocked. He thought his ability was good, but he didn't expect that there was a master among masters in this capital.

When the men in black guarding both sides of the road saw that there were experts helping Zhao Wuyou, they quickly retreated, fearing that they would be killed by those experts if they ran slower.

After finishing his work, the old man nodded towards Zhao Wuyou with a relaxed expression, and then led his people to retreat from behind him. The old man came and went away without taking any clouds with him, but he inspired Zhao Wuyou to change.

Strong heart.

After putting on his cloak, Zhao Wuyou returned to Wanhua Building with not easy steps. Inside the building, there were crowds of people. It was obvious that these people were watching the assassination of Zhao Wuyou, but many people were also involved. Zhao

Wuyou doesn't know.

"Such a grand gesture cannot be made by ordinary people, let alone an ordinary nobleman seeking revenge. He can move around the capital and carry a bow and arrow. There are not many people with such ability in the capital, and the answer is already obvious."

Going upstairs alone, Zhao Wuyou did not call for women or food. Since Mu Lu left, he has become more and more disgusted with Wanhua Tower, and those skilled oirans can no longer meet Zhao Wuyou's needs.

Huamei from upstairs walked downstairs and saw Zhao Wuyou still sitting in a daze on the chair. There were already packed luggage on the table. She stepped forward and said:

"The people who oppose you are getting more and more powerful now. You should really leave Wanhua Tower. What are you going to do next?"

"Stay in the capital, kill my enemies, and find a way out so that I can enjoy life as I please in the future. After all, freedom is the most important thing in life."

After Zhao Wuyou finished speaking, he turned around again, looked at Huamei, and smiled, "What's your plan? Are you going to continue to hide in Wanhua Tower, or are you going to return to your own place, accumulate strength, and defeat the supreme leader by the way?"

Did you teach the Taoist scriptures to your people?"

Zhao Wuyou knew that the four maids had disappeared recently. It was obvious that Huamei was making new moves, or that she had decided to leave, so he curiously inquired.

Huamei did not answer Zhao Wuyou's questions. The two of them had their own concerns and sat in silence drinking tea until the fragrance of the tea disappeared.

At midnight, Huamei disappeared, and before she left, she left a hundred thousand taels of silver notes to Zhao Wuyou.

As a member of the Phoenix clan, Huamei naturally has her own mission that she naturally needs to undertake, but Zhao Wuyou does not. He came to this world just by chance, and there is no real mission. If there is, it is to try his best to live a happy life.

happy.

Before dawn the next day, Zhao Wuyou got up and left Wanhua Building. He walked into a small courtyard that he entrusted Mu Lu to purchase. It was not far from the bustling area of ​​the capital and not far from Mu Lu's place. It was like a bustling place.

Find a quiet place so that you can plan the overall situation.

For a time, all the dignitaries in the capital went crazy. They couldn't believe that Thrush Girl actually left with her people overnight, leaving only an empty dance studio. Also disappearing with her was the recently famous

Zhao Wuyou in the capital.

In the capital, I don’t know how many people wanted to see Zhao Wuyou make a fool of himself, and I don’t know how many people wanted to see Zhao Wuyou slap the dignitaries in the face. When Zhao Wuyou left, these people just had less to talk about after dinner.

There is no real impact.

The ones who really don’t want Zhao Wuyou to leave everyone’s sight are Zhao Laoliu, Feng Tianshan and Zhao Wuhen who are against him.”

When the topic of conversation disappears, other people's ridiculous things will naturally become new topics of conversation. The one that has been talked about recently is the physical condition of Young Master Zhao Laoliu in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Maybe a doctor who was treating Zhao Laoliu made a drunken mistake and told his friend about Zhao Laoliu's physical condition. The friend couldn't help but tell others about it. The final result was that the doctor was killed. Rumor has it that

I didn’t dare to mention it again, but it was confirmed from the side.

Zhao Wuyou, who had been hiding in his small courtyard to practice, also learned about this situation from Mu Lu's mouth, and couldn't help but feel happy. This Zhao Laoliu was too frightened, and he lost his glory after being simply frightened.

There is no doubt that I am weak and incompetent.

Mu Lu then talked about the tragic experience of the maids in the Duke of Zhen's mansion, and Zhao Laoliu's act of venting his anger and silence. Zhao Wuyou could no longer laugh. He clenched his fists and sneered:

"Within ten days, I will take his life."
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