When the man saw Feng Xihui jumping towards him, he was so frightened that he ran away. Although he ran very quickly, Feng Xihui's palm still touched his shoulder. The man staggered forward, feeling as if his shoulder had been hit by a hot iron.
It felt like it had been burned, it was hot and painful, half of the arm had no strength, and I couldn't help but feel shocked.
He had long known that Feng Xihui's martial arts was amazing, but it was not until the actual fight that he realized that Feng Xihui's martial arts was so advanced that he could not defeat the enemy head-on. Therefore, he immediately gave up the idea of continuing to tease Feng Xihui's murderous intent. He said "Ouch!"
With a sound, he jumped up and ran forward, his body bouncing like a ball between the pits and trees, and his speed was surprisingly fast.
Feng Xihui gritted his teeth and chased after him. The man seemed to be familiar with the geography here. Taking advantage of the uneven ground, there were various trees and even exposed tree roots from time to time that could hinder the pursuers, running around like this.
Feng Xihui hated the rabbit so much that he could not catch him. The two of them shuttled back and forth in the forest, and Feng Xihui gradually chased the real fire. His eyes were fixed on the figure in front of him, and he just wanted to kill him under his palm.
No more doing what he wants.
The man gradually ran out of energy as he ran away. He did not dare to wander around in the forest anymore, and began to flee out of the forest. He saw an empty flat land in front of him, with a few lonely trees growing there. After passing through it, there was a ruins at the bottom of the slope.
If he escaped into a dilapidated house, there would be many hiding places, and it would be extremely difficult to catch him. Feng Xihui couldn't help but feel anxious.
The man seemed to have realized that there was hope for escape. He crouched down and quickened his pace. At the same time, he said with a proud smile: "Mr. Feng Qi, as long as I escape and make your identity public, haha..."
Feng Zongqi heard the threat in his words and saw an empty land in front of him. It was a rare opportunity. He raised his breath suddenly, shouted quickly, and actually used the "eight steps to catch the cicada" light body skill, and his figure was as fast as floating.
The wind was as fast as a flying bird, and a pair of iron palms struck hard at his vest.
"Eight steps to catch a cicada" is indeed possible to overtake a galloping horse in a short period of time. However, it mainly depends on the martial arts practitioner's running skills and instantaneous explosive power. His speed may really be able to catch up within eight steps.
Fei Chan, but if you ask him to run eighty steps at the same speed, he will be too tired to do it. This is just like a strong man who suddenly exerts his strength and can lift a thousand kilograms of boulders, but if you ask him to lift a stone flat
The iron sword, which weighed three kilograms, could not be beaten to death even if he held it for two hours.
However, this kind of explosive power in a short period of time is really amazing. Under the faint moonlight, Feng Xihui's body almost turned into a shadow, like an arrow leaving the string. The distance between the two people quickly narrowed. At this critical moment, just
Hearing a muffled "pop" sound, Feng Xihui's body and head were separated while he was running wildly. A big head paused in mid-air, and then fell to the ground with a "pop". All that was left of his body was his flat shoulders and his chest.
A cloud of blood mist sprayed wildly, but under such circumstances, his body actually rushed forward more than two feet, hit the man's back with both palms, and then fell to the ground with a "boom".
Although Feng Xihui's body and head were separated and his palm strength was weakened, the man's back was still as if he had been hit by two hammers when he suddenly hit him. He groaned and fell forward. He rolled around on the ground a few times and then removed it.
Liao Zhangjin knelt down on one knee and propped himself up. His throat felt fishy and sweet, his eyes were filled with stars, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his mouth, which he held tightly.
The wind blows, the shadows of the trees dance, and everything becomes quiet again.
The man closed his mouth tightly, took a few quick breaths, and swallowed the blood in his mouth. Then he slowly stood up and gently took off his hat. The faint moonlight shone on him slantingly.
Although there is a beard on his face, looking at his clear silhouette-like facial features, he is clearly Xia Xun.
This person was Xia Xun. He had scouted the location and calculated the time in advance, and planned tonight's murder as early as a month ago.
Xia Xun slowly walked to Feng Xihui, found his waist tag from his arms, inspected it and put it back into his pocket. The purpose of this jade tag was not only for entering the city, he threw away the waist tag beforehand.
Giving it to Feng Xihui was to prevent the assassination from failing. Once the assassination failed, the purpose of this waist card was to clear his suspicions and at the same time make Feng Xihui suspicious and dare not speak out, or even run away. It is obviously no longer needed now.
He didn't go to see Feng Xihui's body. The body and head had been separated, so why did he still care about his life and death? Xia Xun's time was very tight.
He quickly got busy in the forest, because considering that Feng Xihui's martial arts was very high, it would be difficult to follow the only predetermined route during the chase, so he prepared five wires and set up ambushes at five different locations.
Wherever he leads Feng Xihui, or wherever he is chased by Feng Xihui, he can ensure that Feng Xihui's head is moved.
It took him a lot of effort to retrieve the five wires. After he finished all this, he looked up at the sky, then walked quickly to the pit next to a huge rock. After a while, he came out again, holding the bag in his arms.
An object picked up Feng Xihui's head, dragged his body, and quickly disappeared into the moonlight...
Late at night, when the city's patrol defense was at its most relaxed, a figure quietly appeared at the top of the city. A rope was folded into two strands, and a clever buckle was used to put it on the wall. The man jumped out of the city and along the rope
Come down quickly.
The five-foot-high city wall is slightly tilted outwards at the top. Even if you have a flying grasp, people who have not been specially trained and have sufficient physical strength will not be able to hang on to the city wall and climb up even if they stand under the city.
It was easy to be discovered by the patrols at the top of the city, but it was much easier to get down. He slid down quickly, pausing slightly every time he slid about a foot away. When he reached the bottom of the city, he immediately ducked into the grass.
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Two city patrol soldiers holding big guns yawned and walked over. He stood up quietly, shook the rope gently, and the rope floated down. The man quickly put away the rope, carefully observed the movement around him, and then
With a strange movement like a snake crouching over a rat, he quietly left the surveillance area of the city and quietly escaped into a small forest two miles away.
There was a black horse tied up in the woods, and the horse's bit was holding the horse's mouth. Xia Xun untied the rope, tore off his beard and put it in his arms. He turned to look at Qingzhou City. At this time, a fire broke out in a house in the city.
The raging fire reflected half of the sky in the beams of the house. He could see it clearly even from outside the city. Xia Xun couldn't help but smile.
After sneaking back to Feng Xihui's residence, he did not conduct a careful search. The only thing he did was to dig out a jar of tung oil that had been buried in the wasteland, rushed to Feng Xihui's house, and set off a raging fire that could not be extinguished. Although he
It has been confirmed that the signed document is in Feng Xihui's home, but it is difficult for a thousand people to find it if it is hidden by one person. Even if you try to find it in the middle of the night, you don't know when you will find it.
Setting a fire is enough. Even if the paper is hidden in some iron box and buried under the kang, it cannot be burned directly and will be baked into ashes by the high temperature of the blazing fire. As long as it can be destroyed, it will be fine.
Xia Xun rushed back to the town where he stayed as fast as a spark. The cool wind blew against his face, which made people feel happy. When he rushed back to the inn, a line of white fish belly just appeared on the horizon. In that era, there was no such thing.
People got up so early. Xia Xun dismounted his horse before entering the town. He led the horse back to the stable, locked the back door again, and tiptoed back to his residence.
His room and Peng Ziqi's room were next to each other. Xia Xun tiptoed to Peng Ziqi's window and listened for a while. There was only a faint sound of breathing and nothing else. Xia Xun smiled slightly and returned to his room.
Room. He had already disposed of all the things that needed to be disposed of on the way, and he had temporarily buried the waistband in a secret place. There was nothing suspicious about him now.
Xia Xun took a long breath and fell back on the bed. After running around all night, he had sweated through his heavy clothes, but now he felt very weak and had no intention of changing. Only when he lay down did he feel the warmth coming from his heart.
Xia Xun couldn't help but secretly fear: "It's awesome. It seems that I still underestimated the martial arts masters of this era. If these two palms were hit by him, I would have lost half my life even if I didn't die. In that situation
I'm afraid I won't be able to come back safely.
Fortunately..., nothing went as expected. The steel wire has been recovered, the tung oil was secretly stolen from the work materials by taking advantage of the renovation in the mansion, and the ivory waist badge was also taken back by him. The people from Prince Qi's mansion midnight
Entering the city, according to common sense, the patrolling soldiers who were released would not tell others about it. It was even less likely that after the news of Feng Zongqi's death spread, they would think that this matter was related to Feng Xihui's death, and they would not bother to go to the government office if they thought of it.
Provide clues and cause trouble for yourself; even if the two pawns really went there, the government office would not connect the matter with Prince Qi's Mansion and then seek confirmation from Prince Qi's Mansion...
In short, although it is thrilling and flawless, there are only An Litong and Liu Xu. It is still unknown whether those two people will doubt him because of the mysterious deaths of Zhang Shisan and Feng Xihui. But these two pawns, even if they start,
What can I do if I have doubts?
Xia Xun thought about it, carefully reviewed tonight's actions from beginning to end, and made sure that no sore feet were left, and then he fell asleep with peace of mind.
Xia Xun was injured and had been tired from running around all night. This sleep was really sweet. He didn't know how long he had slept for, but suddenly he felt that there seemed to be someone around him. Yes, there must be someone. There was an itching on his neck, as if a strand of hair was gently touching him.
Flirting gently, I even felt a gentle breath on my face...
Xia Xun suddenly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful face that was as natural as a hibiscus. When Xia Xun suddenly opened his eyes, he seemed to startle the man and stood up hastily.
The waists and limbs opened the distance between each other, and the flawless white jade face was slightly blushing.
Huh? What a beautiful girl
With willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, pink cheeks like peach, beautiful cheeks, pointed nose, and a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water, the facial features are like carefully carved works of art. Every detail is unlucky and beautiful. That wet hair
The bright hair is draped on her shaved shoulders, adding a soft and pleasant smell. This girl is as beautiful as a freshly washed perfumed pear.
Xia Xun's eyes widened, and he was about to take a closer look when he suddenly felt that this beauty looked familiar. When he took a closer look, he couldn't help but shrink back and cried out: "Ah, Aunt Peng."