The storm subsided, leaving only a swordsman in black standing in front of the bookstore. Not far away was a circular pit.
The silver moonlight covered the bluestone street, leaving only a swordsman in black and a circular pit not far away.
The sudden encounter was actually very short, and the total time before and after was only a dozen breaths.
Only then did some lights light up in the academy in the distance, and many figures came out of the house to take a look.
Ye Jingtang kept his posture ready to draw his sword at any time, and his sharp eyes did not converge until there was no movement on the street.
Looking down, he saw that a circular hole had been poked out of the robe at the heart, revealing the golden pages inside. He removed the 'Dragon Elephant Picture' and looked through the holes in the clothes. It could be seen that the chest muscles had been shattered.
There are drops of blood and bruises.
Blood Bodhi misjudged and suffered a loss, but he was indeed an old master in the world, and the power contained in his swift attack was definitely not light.
Minglong Tu blocked the stabbing attack, and the force was evenly distributed to half of his left chest. It was still like a heavy fist hitting his chest. The injury was not serious, but it was really uncomfortable.
Dongfang Liren poked his head from behind the counter and came to the door of the bookstore to take a look:
"Night Terror Hall, come in quickly, are you injured?"
Ye Jingtang patted his chest, sat on the threshold, and raised his hand casually:
"I'm fine, Your Highness, don't be afraid, the assassin has been killed by me..."
"Who's scared?"
Dongfang Liren seemed to have forgotten what he had just done hiding behind the Night Terror Hall. He squatted beside the Night Terror Hall and tilted his head to check.
Because the hosta on her head was shattered and her long water-like hair fell down, her originally heroic face completely showed the femininity it should have. She was still dressed in a slim-fitting python robe, but she no longer had the serious aura of a prince, and looked more like a flaming red.
The noble princess with beautiful lips.
Discovering that there was a hole in Ye Jingtang's chest and robe, and there was black and blue inside, Dongfang Liren raised his hand and went to tear the clothes apart.
Ye Jingtang quickly pressed his collar: "No, no, I'm fine!"
Dongfang Liren was timid when he met the assassin, because as an assassination target, he had to protect himself to avoid causing trouble to the guards.
In front of Ye Jingtang, the Queen's aura naturally returned, and her eyes narrowed slightly:
"Um?"
Facing the queen in the nest, Ye Jingtang felt helpless. He opened his collar and exposed half of his chest and shoulders:
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury."
Dongfang Liren saw Ye Jingtang's strong chest muscles and shoulders, his eyes were slightly strange, and he carefully checked the injuries.
"How were you injured? Why does it feel like you were injured by a blunt object through a goggles?"
"I didn't see it clearly. It might be a unique hidden weapon."
Ye Jingtang explained casually and changed the topic:
"Who are the Green Bandits?"
Dongfang Liren felt that there was something wrong with the scar, but he didn't go into details. He pressed Ye Jingtang's chest and ribs with his long fingers to determine whether there was a fracture:
"The Holy Emperor ascended the throne as a daughter, and there are more than a few people who have dissent in the government. Assassins come to the capital every now and then to assassinate the Holy Emperor's die-hard loyalists and relatives. Most of the assassins, like the Blood Bodhi, are green forest gangsters, so they are collectively called the 'Green Bandits'. As for the people behind the scenes,
Who is in charge and whether it is a force has not yet been found out."
Ye Jingtang was touched by the Queen on his chest. He felt really weird and couldn't explain it away. He could only treat it as an illness and asked:
"Could it be the Pingtian Sect?"
"The Pingtian Sect is just a Jianghu force, guarding a small hilltop alone, wishing that the court couldn't see them, they don't have such strong skills. In my opinion, the green bandits can only be backed by feudal kings, noble families, or the Northern Liang court.
"
Dongfang Liren spoke for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and looked at the Night Terror Hall:
"Why do you know Trina Blade?"
Ye Jingtang was confused: "Prince Jing asked me to learn sword skills from Qiu Tianhe, will I be surprised?"
"You have only studied for a few days, and you can use it to deal with Blood Bodhi?"
"If you can't learn it in four or five days, why use a knife?"
?!
Dongfang Liren noticed the 'contempt' in his words and his eyes were slightly cold:
"You mean that I am not worthy of using a sword?"
Well, it just ruined my knife...
Night Terror Hall has this idea, but it’s hard to explain clearly:
"How could it be? Your Highness actually learns very quickly. Among the young swordsmen I know, he is at least among the top two."
When Dongfang Liren heard this compliment, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes:
"real?"
The only swordsman of his generation that Ye Jingtang knows is Xiao Yunli.
According to his estimation, Dongfang Benben may not be as powerful as Xiao Yunli, but he is indeed the top two, so he nodded sincerely:
"How could I joke with His Highness?"
Dongfang Liren was so praised by Ye Jingtang, and there was obvious joy in his eyes. He carefully inspected the bones and muscles of Ye Jingtang's chest:
"It seems that you still have some eyesight, but you are inexperienced. The chance to assassinate me is fleeting. How can the green bandits keep manpower in the dark? You just retreated, but you missed a great opportunity."
Ye Jingtang naturally knew that he should follow up with a last strike at that time, but he had to have a knife to make up for it. He only figured out the third strike in the afternoon, what combo should he use?"
"My self-created "White Slash", I can only do three swords at the moment. If I use two swords, I will have no back-up moves. If I continue to strike again, I will be found out. That’s why I returned to acting. Next time I encounter Blood Bodhi, he will die."
undoubtedly."
Dongfang Liren was stunned for a moment and felt something was wrong:
"Isn't your White Slash only one-shot?"
"I caught the wingless owl two days ago and figured out the second knife. I was waiting for His Highness in the afternoon, but it was too long and a bit boring, so I thought of another knife..."
(⊙?⊙)??
Are you talking in human language?
While I was taking a bath and putting on makeup, you casually figured out such a domineering sword technique?
Did you lie to a ghost?
Dongfang Liren stared, his expression hard to describe.
Through the reactions of several masters, Ye Jingtang has determined that he is a little smarter than ordinary warriors.
Seeing that the Queen was shocked, he comforted her softly:
"I understand quickly now because I have been practicing swordsmanship since I was a child. I have accumulated enough experience and am reaping the dividends. When all the accumulation in the past is used up, I should be almost like an ordinary person..."
"..."
Dongfang Liren didn't know what to say, so he simply stopped talking, buried his head in silence, and carefully examined the injury.
After confirming that Ye Jingtang had no fractures or internal bleeding, Dongfang Liren breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hands, and lifted up his long hair that was loose on his shoulders.
Ye Jingtang originally thought that the queen was going to tie her hair, but after a quick look - Prince Jing put his hands behind his head, untied the golden necklace, and pulled it out along the collar.
But the pendant seemed to be caught by something. She also moved the soft lump under the fat-headed dragon with her hands through the python suit...
?!
Ye Jingtang quickly turned his head, not squinting.
Dongfang Liren's expression remained normal and he pulled out a small gourd from his collar.
The small gourd is made of pure gold and is about the size of a fingertip. After unscrewing it, you can see that there is a red pill inside.
The medicine that Prince Jing can carry around his neck, it doesn't take much thinking to know that it is a miracle medicine that can kill one's life, one pill may be taken less than one pill.
Ye Jingtang quickly raised his hand: "Your Highness doesn't need to spend any money, I have medicine..."
Dongfang Liren looked quite serious, pinched the scarlet pill, and ordered in a queen's tone:
"You can eat whatever you want. Can I harm you? Open your mouth!"
Ye Jingtang didn't want to waste it, but Dongfang Benben was very domineering and wanted to hold his chin and stuff it, so he had to raise his hand to take it and throw it into his mouth.
The pills melt in your mouth, with the warmth of grandma, and the taste is hard to describe.
While the two were talking, there was a noise in the sky. Birds flew back from the river and landed in front of the door. They spread their little wings and danced and gestured:
"Chi chi chi..."
"Xue Bodhi is very alert. He knew that there was a bird scouting at high altitude, so he escaped into the water and was lost."
Dongfang Liren was just wondering why the bird was missing. He was slightly surprised when he saw this. He raised his hand and touched the bird: "It's quite smart."
Then he stood up and looked in front of the door, waiting for the black yamen guards to come over.
After Ye Jingtang took the pill, he found that his chest and abdomen felt like they were soaked in hot water. The swelling and pain disappeared instantly, but at the cost of feeling a little sleepy.
Afraid that the medicine would take effect and fall asleep, the Minglong picture would be discovered, so Night Jingtang had no choice but to wrap the Minglong picture in cloth, wink at Niaoniao, and let Niaoniao wait for an opportunity to take it home.
"Your Highness."
"Your Highness..."
…
Soon, there was a dense noise from the riverside.
Dongfang Liren walked out of the door, and Niaoniao took the opportunity to grab the bag and flew out of the back window. Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, no longer holding on to the sleepiness, and leaned against the bookshelf with the knife in his arms...