Ji Wuming felt that the blood on his body was almost drained. His legs were getting weaker and weaker, and his vision was getting blurry. He knew that he had to stop and find a place to treat the wound. He also knew that if he kept running away like this, he would not be able to use it.
How long would it take for the oil to run out? But he couldn't stop. He knew that once he stopped, he would fall into the hands of those eunuchs. He never contacted the people in the Overwatch Council, and he knew that those eunuchs saw that he was not
After contacting your companions, you must catch yourself before you die, and then force them to get the information they want.
He is one of the Twelve Golden Clothes of the Overwatch Council and one of the twelve most powerful people in the Overwatch Council. When has he ever been insulted like this?
Ji Wuming's eyes became darker and darker, and he thought with some self-deprecation that when he attacked Yu Xiaolou, he must have been very confident, right?
Why is Yu Xiaolou so powerful?
The eunuch with the white eyes named Lin Jincheng was killed by him precisely because he underestimated the enemy. And he was injured by Yu Xiaolou precisely because he underestimated the enemy. The secret agents of the Supervisory Yuan have never suffered such a heavy blow.
Unfortunately, for the first time, he had no idea about the enemy. He knew that the eunuch was called Yu Xiaolou because he had heard about this somewhat legendary eunuch after arriving in Kaifeng. But in his heart, he never thought that a eunuch could
Is there anything worthy of attention? He's just a eunuch, what can he do?
Ji Wuming realized that he was wrong, and the price was heavy. If when he escaped, he had the belief to pass on the news, then now, his belief is just not to die in the hands of those disgusting eunuchs. Even if
Until now, he still looked down on those eunuchs in his heart. Ji Wuming knew that if he had not underestimated the enemy so much, Yu Xiaolou would not have hurt him so easily. But what had happened had no ifs, and a defeat was a defeat.
Ji Wuming has been running away for more than an hour. Although the blood is flowing slower, this is not good news because... it is a sign that the blood is about to drain out.
Fortunately, night has come.
Ji Wuming huddled in the shadows and looked around vigilantly to make sure that the person who was chasing him had not followed him. He looked at the courtyard wall behind him. It was very tall. This mansion should be the residence of a high-ranking official. Ji Wuming
Wuming didn't want to die, and he also wanted to pass on the news about Yu Xiaolou, so he had to treat his injuries first.
Next, he did something incredible.
He did not enter the high-walled courtyard, but used the last of his strength to gallop forward. At the same time, he forced the wound to open, causing the blood to flow faster. On the road behind him, there was a dripping stream.
There was a trail of blood. He ran forward for about three miles, then took out the useless golden sore medicine from his arms and applied it to the wound. He tore off his clothes and wrapped the wound, then took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
The medicine melted in the mouth and turned into a stream of warmth into the stomach. The fatigue and pain on the body suddenly disappeared.
This pill is not a holy medicine for healing, but a drug secretly prepared by the Overwatch Council to stimulate the human body's potential. In other words, it is a stimulant. Ji Wuming felt that his body had regained some strength, and then he violently moved in the opposite direction.
He galloped away in the same direction. He did not dare to take the same route, but sneaked diagonally in the shadows. Halfway through, he could feel that many masters were chasing him along the blood trail not far away, each time
At this time, he held his breath and stood still. As one of the Twelve Golden Clothes of the Overwatch Council, his cultivation level was extremely high. Even if he avoided these pursuing killers, he was seriously injured.
It's not too difficult.
It’s just that he can’t leave the city, and he will be found sooner or later. So Ji Wuming must seize the time to heal and survive. He returned to the outside of the big courtyard, observed carefully, and after making sure that no one could find him, he jumped up.
It reached the top of the wall and then floated down into the yard.
The largest number of people in Kaifeng City were high-ranking officials. Although they were bloodbathed twice by Luo Xu and Pei Zhan, they were only limited to the relatives of the Pei family and the Luo family. Pei Zhan, the other wealthy and powerful family, did not dare to move, or could not move.
Because when everyone is dead, who will be an official for him? There is always a group of people left in the court to show off. Although this house is large, it is not grand. Ji Wuming judged that even if the owner of this house is an official,
It's not like he's an official. Perhaps, he's more likely to be a wealthy businessman.
Although a person of this status will have a large number of guardians at home, the skills and cultivation of those guardians are definitely not high. It is not difficult to hide from them and find a place to heal in the courtyard. On the contrary, in the mansions of those princes,
It might be safer if he can hide inside, but there will definitely be experts stationed in those mansions. In Ji Wuming's current state, even people with a lower level of cultivation than him can kill him.
Ji Wuming fell lightly into the yard. Just as he was about to sneak into the depths of the yard, he was suddenly startled. An extremely cold murderous aura emerged from behind him, and it was very close to him. He did not turn around.
, the empty door on his back was locked at this time. As long as he moved, a bigger flaw would be exposed immediately. A sword slowly stabbed from his back and stopped at the back of his head. The sword was so far away
The back of his head was less than twenty centimeters, and it was like a venomous snake that was ready to strike. It could bite him on the back of the head at any time and send deadly poison into his brain.
"I know you will come back."
A cold voice sounded from behind. It was not loud, but it shocked Ji Wuming's heart. He thought that the disguises he made could hide the pursuers, but who knew, it was all part of their plan.
Ji Wuming sighed, and slowly raised his hand. The movement was very slow, and he paused imperceptibly when his hand was near the belt. He continued to raise his hand, as if to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Don't be in a hurry to take poison. You Han spies seem to like this trick? If you die in this yard, my master will have a big headache."
Ji Wuming was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around and looked at the person behind him.
"Who are you?"
The person in front of Ji Wuming was a very thin and handsome young man. Under the dim moonlight, he had a faint sly smile on his face. It seemed... he seemed to like Ji Wuming's embarrassed look.
The young man smiled and said, "You ask me who I am? You broke into my master's yard and asked me who I am? You are really interesting."
Ji Wuming suddenly found that this young man was very cute and his smile was very cute: "You know my identity, but I don't know who you are, why can't you ask me?"
The young man still maintained his hateful smile, curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that my master is an old friend of your prince."
Although Ji Wuming looked calm, his heart was in turmoil. He really couldn't imagine or figure it out. Yu Xiaolou had been staring at him for a long time to find out his identity, but who was this young man? Why did he know that he was the big man's secret agent?
Spy? Has he been staring at me? But he doesn't seem to have any hostility. Also, he said that his master is an old friend of His Highness the King of Han. Who is it?
The young man said: "You have questions? Don't think that there is no danger if I say that my master is your prince's old friend. There are two kinds of old friends, one is friends and the other is enemies. Unfortunately, when we were in Taiyuan,
My master was forced into desperation by your prince. That night, countless brothers and friends of mine died under the swords of your prince’s cavalry. I never thought that a few years later, his men would fall into my hands. Does this... count?
A natural cycle?"
Taiyuan? That night?
A flash of lightning suddenly lit up in Ji Wuming's mind, as if he remembered something.
"Let's go. Maybe my master will be happy that an enemy will come to his door. Again, don't be in a hurry to die. Maybe my master doesn't want to kill you?"
Ji Wuming sighed and said, "You White Lotus sect people always like to pretend to be gods and ghosts like this?"
This time it was the young man's turn to be a little surprised, and then he smiled and said: "I like smart people. Smart people always have more refined hearts, and they will be delicious when fried."
Ji Wuming stretched out his hand and said, "Lead the way, Maitreya Bodhisattva will be angry if he hears what you say."
Unexpectedly, the young man didn't care and said as he walked forward: "I'm just my master's bodyguard, but I... don't believe in Maitreya. When it comes to benefiting the people, it's your hands that are full of
The bloody King of Han did better. Although, he is a murderous demon without blinking an eye."
Ji Wuming choked and smiled bitterly.
The house was indeed not small, so I followed the young man around to the back house. Stopping in front of a small independent courtyard, the young man stopped and said, "Not many people are qualified to enter this courtyard.
Even those dignitaries, princes, generals and ministers in Kaifeng City cannot come in if my master does not like it. This shows that my master is still very nostalgic and always treats his old friends better than others."
Ji Wuming hummed, took two steps forward, turned around and said to the young man, "I also like smart people, but if a person is very smart and talks a lot, it's a bit annoying."
The young man was stunned, touched his nose and said, "You're not cute either."
Standing at the door, Ji Wuming was about to knock on the door when he heard a very cold voice saying: "Come in."
The voice was very nice, as if it was coming from outside the sky. There was no emotion in the voice and it was very bland. The only thing Ji Wuming could feel from the voice was that this woman must be beautiful. He subconsciously wanted to sort out his
When I lowered my head to look at my clothes, I noticed that I was in such a mess. Dirty and bloody. Is there a bit of grace that a fat man should have?
Opening the door and walking into the house, Ji Wuming felt warm in the soft light.
An elegant woman in plain clothes sat on a chair, her face was calm, and she was so beautiful that she seemed not to be a human being.
"sit down"
she said softly.
"My name is Ye Xiuning, you should know me." (To be continued)
