The carriage still did not move, and the girl at the front of the carriage did not look nervous. However, the nobleman in the carriage came out with a calm and mocking voice: "Li Qilong, as the governor of the mausoleum, you naturally know that assassinating me is a punishment.
The crime of the nine clans. You don’t care about your own life, do you want your family members to accompany you to death?”
Li Qilong smiled gently and said, "Without your highness's trouble, the family members of the humble family have already been settled."
"Is it the Damang Dynasty in the south? The person who asked you to do this seems to have made a promise to you, perhaps promising to arrange a better position for you in the south?" The voice in the carriage became more sarcastic: "Indeed, if
If you can succeed, it is still possible to escape to the south from here, but if something like this happens in the territory of the Yunqin Empire, what kind of anger do you think you will have to bear? Not to mention the army of the Yunqin Empire pressing down on the territory, the so-called
The Damang Dynasty may cease to exist overnight...Don't forget that if you want to kill people, you may not have to do it within the Yunqin Empire. You are just a defecting mausoleum governor. How many elite masters will the Damang Dynasty send to follow you and you all day long?
Can your family stop the powerful assassins of our Yunqin Empire? Are you born stupid, or are you simply unwilling to think about the joints involved?"
Li Qilong's round face twitched, and he forced himself to calm down: "From now on, Li Qilong is dead, whether it is finally determined that he conspired to assassinate you, was killed by your counterattack, or was assassinated because he protected you
Kill him. From now on, he has died on the official road outside Rudong Tomb. No one knows that he is still alive. No matter how powerful the assassin is, it is impossible to assassinate a dead person."
There was silence for a moment in the carriage, and then a voice came out again: "After all, you are too low-level... Your cultivation level is too low, your official rank is too low, and the people you come into contact with are also low-level, so you can't handle the power played by those who use you as pawns.
It’s impossible to understand.”
The voice was very calm, but the calm words were full of disdain that made Li Qilong feel inferior. This made Li Qilong suddenly feel that this was a proud peacock talking to a native chicken, and he was also a
Standing in the mud, with his belly slightly protruding and half of his body wet, the chicken was talking.
Normally, he might not have the slightest dissatisfaction in his heart, but today, his round face could not help but twitch again, and his fat finger joints were rattling. He stared at the carriage and said with a sinister smile in a mutated tone: "Birth
Imperial City, I have dragon blood, so what? My level is too low, so what, you are going to die at my hands today! My name is Li Qilong, but today I want to change my name to Li Qilong, and I want to ride on
On you!"
There was no response from the carriage, the rain fell even harder, water bloomed on the carriage, raindrops hit Li Qilong’s face, his wet right hand shook slightly, “Kill her!
"Suddenly, he let out a fierce roar!
Following the sharp shout from Guard Ru Dongling, hundreds of masked swordsmen in iron armor rushed towards the carriage in the center of the official road from all directions in the rain curtain in silence.
However, the first ones to arrive at the carriage were not these cold swordsmen with their faces covered in black scarves, but the black arrows shot from the bamboo forest on one side.
Following a buzzing sound of bowstrings, densely packed black arrows shredded countless bamboo leaves, pierced the rain curtain with a shrill sound, and instantly descended around the carriage.
The two ponies and the carriage instantly turned into hedgehogs. Strips of blood crisscrossed the rain and mud. There was no sign of the girl in green at the front of the carriage. Before the arrow fell, she had already opened the carriage door quickly and got in.
.
The power of these black feather arrows was not as powerful as the feather arrows shot by Lin Xi, but these arrows penetrated the horse's body and were densely inserted into the carriage's body, but none of them could penetrate the carriage.
With a "crunch", the door of the carriage, which was tilted slightly by the fallen horse, opened, and a woman in white with her hair on her arms walked out of the door of the carriage.
This woman in white looks a little tired, and there are some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She is not thin, but her breasts are not plump enough. Her facial features are regular, but she is not stunning in appearance. But the moment she appeared, everyone was used to it.
The blood-soaked masked swordsman and the dozens of stone-cold archers hiding among the bamboos all froze slightly.
Not because of the appearance of this woman in white, nor because she is a practitioner, but because of her identity!
As Li Qilong, who organized the assassination of this woman here, knew, the Yunqin Empire was troubled internally and externally, with powerful enemies encroaching on the outside, and militarism internally, and arrogance and extravagance prevailed. However, despite the internal and external troubles, the powerful Yunqin Empire was still
The most powerful empire in the world, because in other words, the Yunqin Empire fought against the ancient Tang and Tibetan kingdoms in the west, resisted the Damang dynasty in the south, and blocked the cave barbarians in the east. With the power of one country, it made it difficult for these opponents. And this woman,
She is the biological sister of the current Holy Emperor of the Yunqin Empire, the most powerful person in the world!
This is the real Tianyan. If she had not left the imperial city, Li Qilong would not have had the chance to see this woman several times in his life, let alone a mausoleum governor. Even a provincial governor.
So even though this woman doesn't look stunning, and even her thin lips still give people a cold and slightly heartless look, but because of this woman's identity, and because of the harsh words she just said about changing her name to Li Qilong, she has long been
Li Qilong, who had no desire for women a few years ago,
Even if I just stared at those two thin lips, I could only feel an inexplicable evil fire rising from my lower abdomen.
He stared nervously, fearfully and fiercely at the woman in white. All he wanted in his mind was to tear this woman's clothes to pieces, press her down and ravage her, and at the same time use a knife to mercilessly cut her snow-white body.
|Stab in the body!
The swordsmen masked in black scarves are very brave, and there must be some unexplainable evil fire burning in their bodies. Although the woman in white must be a practitioner, these swordsmen masked in black scarves
After a slight pause, he rushed around the carriage with a fanatical attitude.
When a black-turbaned swordsman who was at the forefront stepped on the fallen horse's head, jumped up high, and slashed at the woman in white with the black sword in his hand, the woman in white still stood there.
At the front of the car, there was nothing in my hands.
But the pupils of the black-turbaned swordsman suddenly shrank, and the woman in white stretched out her right hand. With a strange posture and speed, it landed on his wrist before his sword fell.
Then he clearly heard the sound of the bones of his hands shattering under his armor. Then the black long knife in his hand was already in the hand of the woman in white. Then the black long knife was pressed against the tiny gap in the armor between her necks, slashing
Passing over his head... At the same time, the left hand of the woman in white also gently patted the iron armor on his chest.
"Peng!"
A gentle pat, but there was a dull and loud sound like a heavy blow to leather.
The head of the black-turbaned swordsman flew up, but his body was directly turned into a kite with a broken string, and flew upside down. There was a clear and slender palm print on his chest.
The blood spurting from the necks covered the bodies of several black-turbaned swordsmen, blinding their eyes, but not a drop fell on the woman in white.
There was a sudden chill in the surroundings, and everyone's eyes followed the headless body moving through the rain curtain.
However, at this moment, the woman in white had already stepped out of the carriage, and two heads soared into the sky with a wave of her knife. One of the headless corpses was shot out by her with one palm, hitting the two black men behind.
The swordsman also flew out.
The black-turbaned swordsmen around them surged forward wildly, but the woman in white walked slowly and with great ease. With every swing of her sword, either heads flew out or bones flew out.
No one could stop them. The three swordsmen slashed out at the same time, but her backhand slash caused all three swords to be pressed against her body, causing all three of them to be knocked backwards in an extremely miserable manner.
She is like a giant elephant walking among sheep. Even the simplest moves, even if her next move is judged, there is no way to resist it.
Li Qilong, who was standing under the oil-paper umbrella, could not help but tremble slightly. He knew that the woman in white was a practitioner, but he did not expect that she would be so strong!
In the bamboo forest, dozens of archers wearing bamboo hats stood as coldly as rocks, with the strong black stone bows in their hands always pointed at the position of the woman in white.
In the bamboo forest behind these dozens of archers, two people slowly walked up.
One was an extremely burly giant, wearing a pair of heavy bronze armor with his entire face covered in it. He held a chilling double-edged giant ax in his hand. His height was as tall as an arrow.
The tallest person among them is a full head taller, and the double-edged ax he is carrying is almost the same length as him.
Whether it is the heavy armor on his body or the snow-white double-edged battle ax in his hand, there are detailed and orderly runes. It carries a unique power that will not touch even a drop of rain.
The other person was wearing an ordinary gray cotton robe without a mask. He was a middle-aged man with an average build and a sad face. He had no weapons in his hands and his slightly white hair on the temples was tied into three hairpins with three black iron hairpins.
Bun, a very weird and memorable hairstyle.
Looking at the bloody battle group, the giant in thick armor asked the middle-aged man with a sad face beside him in a deep voice: "Can you deal with it?"
"She should be at the master level of a great nation...she should be able to barely handle it." The middle-aged man with a sad face frowned and said softly.
"Then let's go." The heavily armored giant was immediately eager to try, and the heavy armor on his body and the giant ax in his hand were faintly glowing with yellow light.
The cotton robe on his body was already soaked, but he didn't seem to care. The middle-aged man with a sad face shook his head, "No hurry, just wait."