That graceful white figure, with its face covered, followed closely beside Xia Tian's motorcade, killing all the spies along the way.
I saw her moving extremely fast, her body like a phantom, erratic on the snow, like a fairy coming out of the depths of the snow.
This time, the spies following Prince Huang's motorcade were all highly skilled in martial arts, experienced in hiding, and hard to trace.
but.
They are invisible in the eyes of the masked woman in white.
"Boom boom"
Two snowdrifts exploded, shooting out two white figures, holding a knife in one hand and a golden token in the other to identify themselves, shouting in unison:
"We are from the Imperial City Division. If you dare to kill us, you will be found and executed even if you run to the ends of the earth!"
The two Imperial City spies had not yet finished speaking.
"Puff"
The sword of the masked woman in white was as bright as black, and without any mercy, she directly pierced the throats of the two Imperial City spies.
Blood, spraying freely, fell on the snow like plum blossoms.
There were two more bodies on the snow.
The masked woman in white fell lightly on the snow and said coldly: "Imperial City Secretary, you can't scare me!"
"Unless those old ghosts in the worship hall come out, I will still be afraid!"
A moment of effort.
All the spies were killed by her.
At this time.
"ah"
The wounded soldiers in the white carriage screamed in pain continuously, as if they were suffering from the most painful pain in the world.
The masked woman in white stared at the white carriage where Xia Tian was sitting, her beautiful eyes full of surprise: "Where did this guy learn his medical skills?"
"Is there an old ghost in the worship hall willing to teach you?"
"impossible!"
The masked woman in white was confused for a moment, then flicked her jade hand and shot a dart with paper towards Xia Tian's carriage.
Then.
Her figure moved away from the convoy on the snow and slowly disappeared.
Now.
All the eyes monitoring Huangzhou King's "convoy" have disappeared!
Calm returned to the surroundings of the convoy.
Shortly after.
The two "snowmen" silently crawled out of the sea of snow, like two breathless logs, and watched the figure of the masked woman in white disappear.
They vomited out mouthfuls of blood and quickly rushed towards the convoy.
the other side.
"Whoosh"
The darts of the masked woman in white are very fast, and the sound of breaking wind is mixed with the roar of the north wind, making it invisible to ordinary people.
but.
Zang Yi's ears were twitching rapidly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, he stretched out two fingers, and accurately caught the dart between his fingers.
Then.
He took off the white paper and handed it into the carriage: "Master, someone sent a message with a dart. Zangyi has checked it. This letter is not poisonous!"
Xia Tian stretched out his hand to take it, and asked curiously: "Who sent it?"
Zangyi said coldly: "We will know soon!"
At this time.
The two "snowmen" running back followed Xia Tian's surgical carriage, shaking off the snow on their bodies, revealing two young faces, which were two young men with hidden swords.
Zang raised his eyebrows and said, "Zang 2, Zang 3, who sent the letter?"
"A masked woman in white. She has great martial arts skills and has helped us kill various spies. No one can be her enemy with a single sword strike."
"If we hadn't mastered the Turtle Breathing Technique, she would have definitely discovered it."
"After she killed the person, she threw out the darts and the letter."
Zangyi said coldly: "Draw the face and figure!"
"yes!"
Zang Er and Zang San jumped on the carriage, took out white paper from a sandalwood box, and two strange brushes, and began to draw on the bumpy carriage.
Although the carriage was bumpy and the bodies of the two young men with hidden swords were thin, their painting hands were very steady.
After a while.
The figure of the masked woman in white appears vividly on the white paper.
The faces and shapes of the people in the two paintings are almost identical, and there is not much difference.
Zang Yi looked at it carefully: "You come back and warm yourself up, and let Zang Si and Zang Wu take over your tasks."
"yes!"
Zang Er and Zang San took the order and left.
Zang Yi then handed the two paintings into the carriage: "Master, on the white paper is the messenger of the dart. She is a woman, about seventeen or eight years old, with willow eyebrows and red and phoenix eyes. We haven't seen the whole picture, so we can't judge her true identity."
"However, this woman's martial arts has at least reached the level of a first-class master."
"oh?"
Xia Tian was a little curious: "Zang Er and Zang San didn't report the skills of the woman in white. How do you know she is at least a first-rate master?"
Zang Yi's expression remained unchanged and he answered coldly: "Since leaving Taohuawu Fort, the spies monitoring our convoy have at least three second-rate martial arts masters. She can kill them with one move, which shows that her martial arts has long surpassed Only when you have reached the second-rate realm can you kill so easily."
Xia Tian nodded: "Then why do Zang Er and Zang San draw two character pictures at the same time?"
"Can't you just draw one?"
A cautious look flashed through Zang's eyes: "Everyone has different eyes and sees things differently. Two people painting her at the same time can minimize the error of human eye observation and restore her true appearance."
"Hahaha"
Xia Tian smiled with satisfaction: "The Dead Man with Hidden Sword is indeed worthy of his reputation!"
Zang Yi was unfazed by the favor and humiliation: "Thank you, Master, for the compliment!"