In the Zuihua Building, where she first met Sima Yixuan, there was a faint light. She was slightly stunned. At this time, Dierun was not there. It was probably that no one was there, so why was there still candlelight flickering? She
She jumped up to the second floor platform. In order to avoid being discovered, she put away her umbrella, and the cold rain fell quietly on her body.
There is indeed someone. There is a lamp on the stone table. The light keeps beating in the cover, making the light a little unreal. A person is sitting there casually. There is a faint fragrance of wine in the wind and rain, making the rain even more intense.
Transparent and cold. The rain has gradually turned into a slope, controlled by the cold wind at will, dense and lonely. Under the light, the man looked a little tired and haggard, much thinner than before, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was thinking quietly.
Worry.
Cong Yi'er's heart skipped a beat. It was Sima Yixuan. What was he doing here? He personally disabled Dierun's martial arts. Did he regret that he shouldn't have treated Dierun like that? After all, Dierun had been with him for many years? He looked at it
It felt very lonely.
In the wind and rain, Cong Yi'er breathed as lightly as possible. She knew that Sima Yixuan's martial arts was far superior to hers. At least she thought it should be like this. In fact, she was more of a subconscious mind. After all, martial arts was not hers.
What she learned personally came from her subconscious mind. She stood at the most remote part of the platform, hiding behind the cold stone pillars, staying quietly, letting the rain fall on her body, cooling her whole body. She had an idea,
I wanted to walk in front of him immediately, but my body was so stiff that I couldn't move. When can people be free to behave as they please?!
Sima Yixuan drank wine quietly, lonely and indifferent, as if he did not exist in this world. He raised his wine glass and said lightly: "If you want to come for a drink, why not come in? It rains heavily there and it will hurt your body."
Cong Yi'er frowned slightly, but she was discovered by Sima Yixuan. However, he probably hadn't guessed that she was Cong Yi'er yet. He just heard her movements or breathing, and concluded that there was someone standing there. She
Hesitating for a moment, he lowered his voice and said slowly in a more mature and slightly aged voice: "Well, I don't want to see outsiders. It's fine here. If possible, maybe I can hold an umbrella to protect myself from the rain. If not,
If it disturbs your drinking pleasure."
"Whatever." Sima Yixuan said lightly, not caring about the presence of the unexpected person at all. She should be an older woman. Her voice sounded like she had something on her mind. Let her go. This is a brothel. She should come here.
Maybe he has his own sad things. There is a faint fragrance in the air, which seems to be inexplicably familiar.
Cong Yi'er breathed a sigh of relief, secretly relieved in her heart. It was not easy to hide from Sima Yixuan. If he hadn't been in a bad mood at this time, he would have been discovered long ago.
Suddenly, a figure flashed quickly and approached Sima Yixuan. A knife stabbed directly at Sima Yixuan with a chill. Cong Yi'er saw it clearly and choked in surprise with a cry in his throat, because the person who came was...
Taking action from behind Sima Yixuan, it was almost impossible to hear such a rapid sound in the wind and rain. Cong Yier didn't think about it at all, and her body was already close to the person coming. The umbrella in her hand swung lightly, and the rain seemed to be dense.
The hidden weapons surrounded her and Sima Yixuan. Almost at the same time, Sima Yixuan's body moved slightly, and a long sword was gently pressed on the neck of the visitor. With just a slight hand, the other party would definitely
No life left.
"Yi'er——" Sima Yixuan's voice revealed surprise.
Cong Yi'er sighed. It was a bit impossible to leave at this time. Who wanted to assassinate Sima Yixuan? Judging from the opponent's skills, he should be a master.
The other party didn't say anything. He turned the blade and launched a fierce attack without any concealment. Every move went straight to Sima Yixuan's Achilles' heel!
Cong Yier closed the umbrella in her hand, and the rain was like a net, forcing back the opponent's attack. She asked in her busy schedule: "Who is he? Why do he want to kill people?"
Sima Yixuan smiled and ignored the opponent's offensive at all. The sword in his hand was still swinging freely, but the expression on his face was calm and happy. Being able to see Cong Yi'er here really filled his heart with joy, and he even forgot about it.
The purpose of coming here today. "He is a killer from the Wumeng Kingdom. He is here to kill me, and then replace the Daxing Dynasty and make the Wumeng Kingdom the only one."
"Was Wumeng Kingdom founded by Du Ruoxin's descendants?" Cong Yi'er asked curiously.
Sima Yixuan looked at Cong Yi'er with some surprise, and said with a smile: "This is old news about our Daxing Dynasty that will never be told to the outside world. How did you know about it?" As he said this, he handed over the tip of the sword to his opponent.
Cong Yi'er was a little stunned when he fell silently in the rain. She thought that Sima Yixuan would not kill him, but with just a casual move, a living person died in the rain. Did he?
Wife and children? Are there any parents still looking forward to his return?
Cong Yi'er felt a little nauseous. There was a vague sweet smell in the air that made her breathless. Maybe it was just a psychological effect. Sima Yixuan did not let the opponent's blood splatter on the spot, but just stabbed the opponent's fatal point with one move.
, just causing the other party to die immediately, but this already made Cong Yier feel so unbearable.
Sima Yixuan noticed Cong Yi'er's discomfort, moved his body, stood in front of the man, and said softly: "He is the top killer of Wumeng Kingdom. Speaking of it, he can also be regarded as the descendant of Master Du Ruoxin. It is a pity that he is not good at martial arts."
, there are distracting thoughts in my mind, how to practice excellent martial arts. Don't worry, he can't die, he just passed out. When he wakes up, he will forget everything that happened here, and he will also lose his martial arts. I originally wanted to use a sword
The result is that for him, in fact, it might be easier for him to die under my sword. If he goes back to Wumeng Country, he will definitely not survive. Wumeng Country's killing methods are definitely not as cruel as you can imagine."
Cong Yi'er looked at the person lying on the ground with some confusion. The towel on his face had fallen off, and he had a clean outline. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He didn't really look like a bad person. However, he didn't say anything about assassinating Sima Yi.
The people in Xuan Xuan must be bad people. After all, their purpose is just to kill the people in power of the Daxing Dynasty and replace them. "You are not the emperor of the Daxing Dynasty. Why do they come to kill you instead of going to the palace to assassinate you?"
Brother? He is the emperor in name only, and the Supreme Emperor in his old residence is also the person who actually holds the real power of the Daxing Dynasty. Why do they want to deal with you when they are all fine? "
Sima Yixuan retracted his sword and said: "Yi'er, Du Ruoxin is not a name that people know today, because she once hurt the first queen of the Daxing Dynasty, so she was not mentioned at all in the history books.
How did you know about her existence? And that she went to the Wumeng Kingdom and that her descendants founded the Wumeng Kingdom?"
Cong Yier smiled and said a bit naughtily: "I know more things than this. People have previous lives, present lives and next lives. Maybe my previous life was Ye Fan or Murong Feng, so I should know more.
.In fact, once something happens, it is naturally impossible to hide it, although it is rarely mentioned in the history books. You haven't answered my question yet, I have already answered your question, and everyone must be fair."
Sima Yixuan smiled and said gently: "Well, there are no outsiders here, it's just that the wind and rain are stronger. If you don't mind, we'd better go back and sit down and talk warmly. Tonight is just to wait for this person to arrive. Since
The matter has been resolved, we don’t have to stay here, how about it?”
"How is he going to deal with it?" Cong Yier pointed to the people on the ground.
"Gannan will take care of it." Sima Yixuan said calmly, "He did not come alone, he also had followers. Those followers have been dealt with by Gannan and Ganbei. After we leave, Gannan will take him away.