Under the moon.

A beautiful figure quietly shuttled over the eaves, her slender figure was as clever as a cat, and her place was silent.

This is the General's Mansion, and he is very cautious. Even if he walks on the roof late at night and walks on the street in broad daylight, the woman can only huddle under the eaves of the second floor, hanging upside down and grabs the beam and moving forward.

When she reached a bright window, her movements became lighter, as if the wind was blowing by.

“…Martial God Sword…”

The wind not only brings personal information, but also brings three words like "One" sound, but these three words are so unique.

The Martial God Sword suddenly appeared in Licheng more than half a year ago, and the successor of the Martial God appeared at the same time. I heard that he came back to escape back to everything the Martial God lost. In less than two or three days, not only did the Martial God Sword no longer show itself, but even the Martial God Sword seemed to have become steamed on earth.

At this time, someone said that the successor of the Martial God actually changed from light to dark, so as not to be too high-profile and ended up like the Martial God in the past. Later, the bad guy came forward to confirm that the Martial God Sword fell into the sea with the Ling family's giant ship, and there was no Martial God Sword as the descendant of the Martial God.

This incident was quite popular at that time. It was circulating in the world for several months before it gradually became colder and became an outdated topic.

But why are people talking about this outdated topic now?

Curiosity prompted the woman to stop and stay where she was.

A middle-aged man with a thick and strong voice asked, "Is this the Martial God Sword?"

Another voice with a thinner voice replied: "This is the Martial God Sword, not the Martial God Sword."

“How to say it?”

"Last year, Zhang Yanming asked our Meng family to build a sword according to the drawings, and he also specifically told the sword body and the inscriptions on the scabbard to be clear. After the sword was finished, we would ask us to make it old. At that time, I felt something was strange, so I copied the drawings."

"In the next month or two, rumors about the Martial God and the Martial God Sword began to spread throughout the world. General Yang, do you still remember the short-lived Martial God successor in Licheng? Meng spent some money to buy the weapon in the man's hand at that time, which was exactly the one I am now in my hand."

"That thing will be heard a little. The bad guy is not a notice, is it just a misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding. Haha, all the words are told by bad people. They say there are successors, and there are successors. If there is no, there is no. Do you know, what do they want to cover up after repeated repetitions?"

The one who was called General Yang's voice was more powerful, obviously he had not yet understood what the other person wanted to say, so he asked directly: "Did Brother Meng hear something?"

"General Yang, there is a new rumor in the dark. The martial god's mind method is hidden in the martial god's sword... What the bad guys found us to do is the sword that the martial god took back then." The man surnamed Meng suppressed his voice, "If this matter is true... the thing you want to do..."

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the woman outside the room suddenly felt her heart pounding. When her hands and feet were relaxed and she fell down in a hurry, a knife energy of more than five feet wide broke through the window and slanted upwards, breaking the eaves where she had just been hiding.

The woman turned over and stepped on the wall, and her whole body flew out like an arrow: "I really retreated..."

Ru Zhi is just an adjective, which expresses a person's action very quickly. If it is really compared with crossbow arrows, it will be a huge difference.

Just as the woman turned around, two crackling mechanisms sounded, and two short arrows followed her firmly.

A cold light flashed, and the woman pulled out two scimitars like the moon, twisted her waist, and turned it around in the air, easily knocking away two short arrows that broke through the wind.

In the highly vigilant general's mansion, this movement was enough to attract everyone's attention.

"There are assassins!"

"Come."

After a few breaths, there were immediately people in the general's mansion, showing the words and deeds of the soldiers.

The woman's light skills are elegant, and she is far away from a few actions, but she cannot resist the numerous pursuers. No matter which direction she wants to break through, she has to face dozens of people. However, compared to the people behind her, these dozens of people are nothing.

The encirclement gradually shrinks

Seeing that the woman could no longer hide, she simply rushed out of the darkness and led the pursuers to run around. Taking advantage of the advantage of light skills, she got rid of most of her troops.

Under the moon, a group of people jumped on the eaves, disturbing their sleep.

When he walked to an open place, it looked like a small schoolyard in the general's mansion. The woman spread her swords and swept into the center of the schoolyard like a big eagle.

After landing, the women set up a formation, and the pursuers did not escape when they saw others, and they also fell into the schoolyard one after another.

Neither side planned to have a conversation, and there was only one assassin, and it seemed like he was a woman?

Therefore, after the guards landed, they didn't care about setting up their arrays, and they called out to the assassin, not asking for a chance to hit the key points. As long as they could take her down, everyone would have made a contribution.

The woman was already prepared. As soon as the guard landed, she used her light skills to perform her light skills like a butterfly in the crowd. One of the two swords was full of cold light, and the other sword hid the fire.

The shadows of swords flew in the air, causing screams.

In the blink of an eye, the beautiful butterfly turned into a murderous ghost.

The night became darker and the swords were floating again. In a moment, many corpses were lying in the schoolyard. Those who came late only dared to stand on the periphery and no longer wanted to steal the first prize.

"Haha, Ming You, a famous 'one-sided fate' in the world, turned out to be a woman. However, with your ability, you also want to assassinate my lady under the nose of Mr. Meng. It's a fool!"

Above the eaves, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt stood there, holding a half-person-high iron box in his hand.

The woman was covered with a black gauze scarf on her face, only a pair of clear blue eyes were exposed, and her cold eyes were like a scimitar in her hand, slashing at the middle-aged man.

"Hmph! Looking for death!!"

The middle-aged man, who was provoked, took the initiative to attack, inserted his hand into the iron box, lifted the iron box up as if holding a shield, and lined it up side by side with the hole as thick as a thumb at Mingyou.

The middle-aged man pulled the mechanism, and a muffled sound from the iron box, and a blurry shadow came out of the hole.

Before the sound was over, the shadow arrived first.

Ming You's pupils shrank, and he didn't care about the cold and beautiful image he had just established rolling on the spot, and a series of blood beads sprinkled into the air.

Bang!!

Ming You was secretly shocked: "The hidden weapon of the Meng family is indeed domineering."

A fist-sized pit suddenly appeared on the flat ground, and cracks on the edges extended far away.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time!"

The continuous muffled sounds in the iron box reached Ming You's ears. She ran forward without looking back. It seemed as if an invisible man was holding a huge spear and poked out one deep pit after another.

Ming You saw the deep pit and was about to follow him, and his route changed from straight to turning left and right.

The iron box in the middle-aged man's hand shot out quickly, but aiming still depends on human power. However, when the target jumps back and forth like this, there is no time to aim slowly, and can only rely on feelings.

The result can be imagined.

The prey was not hit, but the friendly forces were injured a lot.

Mingyou hid for a while, and saw that the other party stopped attacking, he immediately fainted his body and jumped high up to the roof. He disappeared in a few breaths. The guards who came again had no time to chase after him.

I wanted to show off, but I helped someone run away. The middle-aged man threw the iron box to the ground and said angrily: "Damn it, the portability leads to too little loading, and the weight leads to too poor accuracy. How to change it..."

"Sir, this is something left by the assassin here."

The middle-aged man was thinking about revising the plan. When he heard the subordinates talking, he jumped down and took over the black scarf with blood in the guard's hands.

After a closer look, the middle-aged man twisted a few golden heads on the black scarf...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!