There was a rustle in the carriage, and the two of them put on the close-fitting scale armor of Shenjiang water bandits. This kind of scale armor is so fine and tough that even if it is injured by poisonous arrows, the skin will not be contaminated with poisonous juice.
The sound of horse hooves gradually became audible and then slowed down.
With the last "ding-dong", the horse paused.
The light coming from the paper windows on both sides became dim. Lin Chuan guessed that the carriage must have entered an alley. If there were no accidents, it should be a dead end.
Lin Chuan and Murong Longyue looked at each other, both sensing the presence of the assassins.
Murong Longyue stretched out her palm again, and a purple whirlpool rose from the palm. Pressing down with one hand, the purple mist spread against the ground.
Murong Longyue closed her eyes to feel the message from the purple mist. After three breaths, Murong Longyue suddenly opened her eyes, with a look of astonishment in her eyes.
Lin Chuan frowned and looked at Murong Longyue: "How?"
"They are deliberately avoiding my miasma..." Murong Longyue still looked incredulous.
"It seems that Lindong has also collected your information." Lin Chuan said with a bitter smile.
The dense sound of breaking through the air came like a torrential rain, the carriage was instantly riddled with holes, and the neighing of the horses suddenly stopped.
The positions of the two people in the carriage were reversed, and they were in a state of embarrassment. After a few muffled groans, they both resisted.
"Ding ding!"
Murong Longyue knocked away two poisonous arrows again, with blood seeping out from between his teeth. He gritted his teeth and said: "These cowards know how to shoot poisonous arrows, but they don't dare to get close to fight. Let's see how many arrows they have in their hands."
arrow!"
"How can Thousand Machine City lack these! Put away the purple mist quickly, stay here with bated breath, and listen to my orders!" After Lin Chuan said this, he stepped out of the carriage like a ray of silver light.
"When did he advance to the top level of Xuanling?" Murong Longyue was surprised in her heart. No wonder he asked me to pretend to be dead.
Through the gap, Murong Longyue saw Lin Chuan rushing back toward the alley, sliding left and right, barely able to avoid several poisonous arrows.
Most of these poisonous arrows came from above. Taking advantage of the rolling momentum, Lin Chuan glanced above and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
There were more than a dozen people above, each holding a crossbow and walking back and forth on the high wall. The dense arrows blocked the road ahead of Linchuan.
Lin Chuan had no choice but to retreat back to the carriage. He was hit by more than one arrow, but luckily they were all blocked by his scale armor.
This kind of street fight was not what he expected. This group of people seemed to have no rules, but in fact they cooperated quite well. It seems that they had reached some kind of agreement before taking action.
Lin Chuan originally thought that these assassins were fighting independently, but he ignored the most important point. Winter itself is an organization, an organization with a clear division of labor.
Runxuetang collects lists, Tingfengtang collects intelligence, and Sushuangtang harvests lives.
Lin Chuan did not suppress the turmoil in his chest and abdomen, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He held the citron with one hand and rolled into the carriage.
Murong Longyue looked shocked when she saw this, and Lin Chuan made a gesture to silence him. This scene was deliberately left to the group of assassins outside to see.
Sure enough, no more poisonous arrows came. Lin Chuan was sure that they wanted to keep alive because they were afraid that Lin Chuan would not be able to resist.
Lin Chuan pulled out a poisonous arrow in the carriage, sniffed it in front of his nose, and quickly moved away.
"The juice of the grasshopper..." Lin Chuan was immediately relieved. He had seen this poisonous grass in the river valley. It was not a fatal poison, but it could make people lose consciousness in a short period of time.
Lin Chuan took out a porcelain bottle, drank the antidote in advance, and signaled Murong Longyue to drink it too.
Murong Longyue took it hesitantly, took a tentative sip, then raised her head and drank the rest.
Lin Chuan turned over, deliberately making a noise, stretched out one arm, pointed at the top of the wall, and shouted at the top of his voice: "I have no enmity with you, why do you want to kill me!"
When no one responded, Lin Chuan sneered and said: "I understand, you are not the real owner, you are just a bunch of cold-blooded and brainless eagle dogs!"
"It is only natural to use money to eliminate disasters for others..." A voice came from above.
"Bah! Go to hell with your mother. You are doing all the things your mother has done that are harmful to nature. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
Lin Chuan was almost hoarse at the end of his speech. No one spoke up this time. What responded to him was an arrow that was extremely fast and nailed directly to his wrist.
Lin Chuan subconsciously withdrew his hand and immediately pulled out the arrow. A line of blood spurted out and sprayed Murong Longyue's face.
Murong Longyue didn't know what Lin Chuan was up to, but when she saw Lin Chuan groaning in pain, he signaled her not to act rashly.
The next scene almost made Lin Chuan forget the pain. He saw Murong Longyue sticking out his tongue to lick the blood on his face. The originally normal tongue began to twist and lengthen, and could actually reach the entire face, becoming as slender as a snake.
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Murong Longyue retracted her long tongue into her mouth and looked at Lin Chuan excitedly. Lin Chuan's back felt cold for a moment. He thought to himself that this girl should not be so evil, so he quickly used a crane to gouge out the wound on his wrist.
Stop, then raise the long knife in your hand and point the tip of the knife towards the opponent.
Murong Longyue regained her clarity instantly, shook her head, blinked at Lin Chuan, and smiled awkwardly.
At this moment, there was a soft sound on the ground, followed by several more sounds, and the sounds were distributed in front and behind the carriage.
Lin Chuan understood clearly that the group of people had disembarked and were approaching the carriage. Through the holes in the carriage, he saw that the people on the opposite side were all wearing heavy masks and still wielding crossbows.
Lin Chuan quietly arched his body, his eyes overlapped with Murong Longyue's, and he suppressed his breathing until it was almost inaudible, risking his own life in order to lure them closer.
Five feet... four feet... three feet... two feet! Lin Chuan exerted force under his feet, and Murong Longyue also exerted force at the same time. The two of them passed by each other and rushed out of the carriage with a bang. The two assassins led by them had not yet reacted.
His throat was slit by Lin Chuan and Murong Longyue.
The two groups of assassins at the front and back instantly became confused. They pulled the trigger and fired poisonous arrows randomly. In an instant, two more people were accidentally injured and fell down.
Lin Chuan was injured. After several consecutive blows, the power of the sword slowed down. While breathing, some assassins climbed onto the wall again, and some assassins had no time to get away, so they had to change their weapons and fight with Lin Chuan.
Murong Longyue didn't get any benefits either. Although she was good at close combat, she had to rely on staying in the air to move around in order to show her magical powers. However, the place was small and there were so many good assassins. It was good to be able to suppress a few people.
There was a ping-pong sound in the alley, and Lin Chuan deliberately pulled the battle group closer to Murong Longyue. The long knife in his hand could not instill spiritual power, and its power was greatly reduced. He could only find another way out.
After reuniting with Murong Longyue, he created an opportunity for Murong Longyue to release the purple mist poisonous miasma, so that the situation could be reversed.
After making up his mind, Lin Chuan fought and retreated, sticking to the opponent and not giving the assassin above a chance to shoot his arrow.
During this period, an assassin used a giant sword that he could not use at all. He tried to withdraw from the battle group several times, but was stopped by Lin Chuan with a long sword. However, real fire came, and he howled and swung the giant sword at Lin Chuan.
Chuan's chest was filled with force and force.
Lin Chuanxin said it well, and took advantage of the situation to block with his sword, and was directly knocked out, landing next to Murong Longyue.
The two of them rushed out of the alley, back to back. During this period, Murong Longyue began to release miasma, and a lavender mist filled the alley.