Qing Xuan smiled and struck out with his sword, and opened a gash on Fu Hongzhi's calf. Fu Hongzhi roared wildly and swept across with his stick, not even paying attention to Qing Xuan's sword stabbing his lower abdomen. It was obviously a move that would kill them both.
, Qingxuan sneered, put his feet on the ground, flew backwards two steps, and stood up floating.
Fu Hongzhi suddenly knelt down on the ground, held the stick on the ground, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow" sound. His eyes were blood red, staring at Qingxuan, and said sternly: "witch, I, I am
Even if you die, even if you die and become a ghost, I will not let you go!"
Qingxuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Everyone who has seen my true face must die. I will send you on the road first, and then kill Lu Xun. Soon, everyone in the city will come on the road with you!"
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A cold voice sounded from behind Qingxuan: "You are so confident, I almost believed you could do it. Unfortunately, with me here, you and your companions may have to take the first step."
Qing Xuan's expression changed, and he turned around suddenly, only to see an incredibly beautiful woman dressed in black, with a sky-high ponytail and flaming red lips. She was standing at attention with two long and short iron snowflake swords in her hands.
Behind her, the corpses of three female Xiyan killers in civilian clothes fell beside her, and the tips of the two knives in her hands were dripping with blood.
Qingxuan was shocked and angry. He was able to kill three people behind him, and they were all his personal guards. He was by no means a weakling, but he didn't even have time to call for help. If this person wanted to take his life just now, he would probably
It was so easy. She secretly cursed herself for being too careless. She only cared about Fu Hongzhi and Lu Xun, but forgot that there always need to be eyes behind them.
A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Xun's eyes: "Miss Murong, you are here just in time. This spy is Qingxuan, the killer of Xiyan. Kill him quickly!"
Qingxuan raised his eyebrows: "So you are the famous fake Princess Murong Lan of Yan. I didn't expect that you are still following Liu Yu and going against Dayan. Have you forgotten your identity?"
Murong Lan said coldly: "You are the fake Yan. Murong Yong is just a traitor who usurped the throne and established himself. How can he succeed in inheriting the throne? And you, the fake Yan, slaughtered the people along the way, massacred the city and looted, and committed all kinds of evil. How can you still do it?"
Is there even the slightest trace of what Emperor Taizu did when he took over the throne and made an oath to help the world and eradicate violence? Today you are still evil and want to harm the people of the Central Plains. I will fight against you evil thieves for the people of the world. I am doing justice for heaven. There is no right.
Those who cannot live in our clan and ancestors!”
Qingxuan laughed: "Look at you, Princess Lan, do you still look like a descendant of the Murong clan? No matter how much our Murong clan fights among ourselves, we will never let outsiders, let alone these Han people, take advantage. But you, for
He actually ignored the righteousness of his family and the country in his personal affairs, and helped our great enemy Liu Yu, our Xianbei children, everyone must be punished!" She said sternly, while her eyes began to move around, obviously, she had begun to look for a suitable person.
There is a way out.
Murong Lan saw through her thoughts at a glance and smiled slightly: "Stop your delusions. Once your plan is launched, we will have a countermeasure. You let your men incite the people in the city to rob the arsenal, assassinate the general in the city, and create
Chaos is impossible to succeed. We have already placed security spies among the people. You are not the only one who knows the art of disguise. Your people were captured and killed by my men one by one before they reached the arsenal.
When people take the lead in making trouble, the people will naturally become peaceful. Look at it now, are they attacking the arsenal as you expected?"
Qingxuan's expression changed. He turned around and saw that the people who had been rushing toward the arsenal in a black and menacing manner just now had all sat down on the spot and remained motionless in the empty space in front of the arsenal. At the door of the arsenal,
I don't know when more than a dozen chariots connected end to end appeared, covered with wooden shields, and more than thirty powerful crossbows, pointing at the crowd on the ground, while a large number of archers and arrows appeared magically in the surrounding heights.
Pointing directly at the open space, even these common people with no military experience knew that if they acted rashly in this situation, they would die.
The heads of the dozen or so spies who took the lead in making trouble were hung bloody on the flagpole in front of the arsenal. Their bodies were lying in front of the chariot. In Liu Zhong's hand, the blade was cold and the blood was shining. It was obvious that
, these spies were killed by him on the spot just now, and more than ten capable guards, also dressed in civilian clothes, were using swords to open the shoulders of the spies' corpses, revealing the same wolf-shaped tattoos, which clearly proved their identity as killers
, definitely not ordinary people, bursts of sighs broke out among the crowd. Obviously, these people realized the truth and regretted it endlessly.
Cold sweat began to break out on Qingxuan's forehead, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly. She had discovered that in addition to Murong Lan, there were at least thirty strong bows and crossbows pointing at her, no matter which direction she went.
Even though he was jumping and unable to escape, Murong Lan's voice sounded coldly: "Qingxuan, we are both spies and we know the rules. If you fail your mission, you will be tortured to death when you go back. If you are willing to hand over the antidote,
Saving Master Fu's life will somewhat atone for some of your sins, and I can let you die happily and with dignity."
Qingxuan's face was ferocious. This originally beautiful face now became distorted, and the veins on her neck were beating: "Murong Lan, don't think you have won. My handsome man is invincible, and he is destined by fate.
Gui, how can your mere Jin Yong City stop him? Your men are already dead at the top of the city, and the army will break through the city soon. By then, everyone in your city will die and be buried with us!"
As she spoke, she put the poisonous sword across her neck, and with a swipe, a pool of black blood burst out of her neck. A mouthful of old blood spurted out from the corner of her mouth, a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, her eyes widened, and she fell.
Down.
Murong Lan sighed, Liu Zhong rushed over with more than ten people, walked to her side, and frowned when he saw Qingxuan's body: "I didn't expect this spy to be so fierce."
Murong Lan nodded: "Their families are all in the hands of Murong Yong. If they surrender to the enemy, their relatives will be punished. This is also the rule of Murong Xianbei in training spies. The antidote should be with her."
Liu Zhong said, "I'll get it!" As he said this, he stepped forward to search for Qingxuan's body.
Murong Lan suddenly grabbed Liu Zhong: "Wait a minute, be careful of fraud!"
Liu Zhong said in surprise: "Isn't this man dead? How can he be deceitful?"
Murong Lan shook her head, sheathed her sword, untied the long whip from her waist, and whipped it towards Qingxuan's corpse, which happened to pull the knot on her clothes button. With a flick of her wrist, Qingxuan's corpse suddenly rose up.
There was a ball of fire, and the scorching flames made everyone a dozen steps away feel the heat wave coming towards their faces. In just a moment, her body was engulfed in the blazing fire, with almost no bones left.
This chapter has been completed!