The sun finally set completely, the moon rose, and the stars began to twinkle in the sky. Fires were lit in some places in Hellgate Castle. Many people led horses and galloped under the moonlight, and many people held musical instruments and played in the moonlight.
They started singing and dancing happily.
Two black figures appeared near the house. They smashed open the door without any scruples and rushed up the stairs.
Chen Cheng put down his soda and stretched out his hand to say hello to the two uninvited guests, "Good evening, gentlemen."
"Choke!"
The two people who rushed in did not expect that he was still alive. They were shocked and pulled out the long sword from their waists. One of them had a shocked look on his face, pointed his long sword at Chen Cheng, and shouted: "I clearly saw it."
How could you be fine if you ate that watermelon?"
"Watermelon? Oh, yes, I have a habit of eating it in the evening. It tastes really good. To be honest, Prison Gate Castle is actually very good. The barbecue tastes very good and the fruit is also very sweet. Even the girls
So enthusiastic......"
"Shut up!" Jian Feng touched Chen Cheng's chest, "You despicable foreigner, how did you detoxify the poison?"
The man next to him said: "Why are you talking nonsense to him? If the poison doesn't kill him, then kill him!"
When the man in front heard this, he thought it made sense, and his eyes immediately became fierce. He gave a loud shout and sent the long sword forward.
"too slow!"
Chen Cheng grabbed the weapon from the enemy's hand and blocked it to the right. "Bang!" The weapon of the person next to him flew upwards and was nailed to the ceiling. After knocking away the steel sword in the hand of the other person next to him,
He casually patted the two of them again. The two assassins lost their weapons and fell limply to the ground, their faces full of fear.
"How can you be an assassin if you are so slow to move?" Chen Cheng threw the sword aside and asked, "Why do you want to kill me?" "We..."
"We won't tell! Just kill us!"
Chen Cheng laughed and said, "That's right. Even if you know who the mastermind behind it is, it won't become more interesting. So now the question is, do you want to eat flat noodles or wonton noodles?
?”
"What do you want to do? We were sent by Prince Martell!"
“…..”
After one of them yelled out of desperation, all three of them fell silent. Chen Cheng looked at the dumbfounded assassin speechlessly, and couldn't help but shake his head, "I don't seem to have any grudge against the prince, right? I don't even know him!"
The Nymeria-Martell family is the royal family of Dorne. It has ruled the territory of Dorne for generations. It has been more than a thousand years. More than a thousand years is really a long time, which is almost the same in China.
It was from the time of Qin Shihuang to the Song Dynasty, or from the Song Dynasty to modern times, but after such a long time, the Martell family still rules the land of Dorne. But compared to a thousand years ago, the level of technology and
There has been almost no change in population.
Even because the dragons died, even magic has disappeared for a long time. There are reasons for this from tradition, culture and gods, and another reason is the long winter that occurs every once in a while. In the long cold winter
, everything will wither, no grass will grow, and the number of humans will decrease sharply until the next long summer arrives.
"It's not that Prince Martell filmed us coming to kill you," the assassin who said the wrong thing said after being silent for a long time: "We just can't understand Nymeria's attitude towards you, so we want to come
kill you."
Another person also admitted: "This house is Nymeria's favorite, but she gave it to you. Not only the two of us, many people want you to die!"
"Many of the people you mentioned are probably men, right?"
As soon as Chen Cheng stretched out his hand, the long sword nailed to the ceiling broke free and jumped into his hand, "I originally wanted you to taste the poison, but after thinking about it, it would be too much to poison you with paraquat."
It’s a bit too cruel. I’m basically a good person, so I decided to give you a good time.”
"etc.........."
"us..........."
How could Chen Cheng listen to their noise? With a shake of his wrist, the long sword passed across the throats of the two men, and then with a flick of his sleeves, the corpses and weapons disappeared completely, as if no murder had ever happened here. Put the corpse and
After putting away all the weapons, he felt something in his heart. Two more people were approaching from outside, but this time there was no murderous intent. The color on the mini-map was not red, but green, representing friendly forces.
The owner of the fruit stand and his son arrived near Chen Cheng's house carrying machetes. We hid in a shadow and looked around. Seeing that the surroundings were very quiet, some hesitated. The young man asked: "Dad
Are you mistaken? That guest doesn’t live here at all!”
The boss hesitated for a while, shook his head and said, "This is it."
"But there is no movement. Could it be that those people haven't come yet? If they don't come, what should we do?"
The boss was waiting for an answer when a voice came from the side, "If I were you, I wouldn't wait here, but would go back to bed and sleep."
"who?"
The young man was startled. When he turned around and saw that it was Chen Cheng, he put down his machete. Chen Cheng smiled and said, "I just gave you a silver deer. You don't have to come to help me fight, right?"
"
The boss shook his head and said, "It's not for you."
"Well, what if you lose your lives because of this?"
The fruit stall owner asked, "Isn't it normal to kill someone or be killed?"
Chen Cheng laughed and said, "Those two people will no longer appear in this world. You can go back to sleep... Oh, wait."
"kindness?"
Chen Cheng took the horse out and said, "It's really troublesome to serve this beast. Please help me raise it."
"Ah? Our family doesn't have any more space to raise horses!" The young man scratched his head and said, "Uncle's house does have a stable..."
The boss stopped his son, nodded and said, "He will be kept at our house. The money you give him during the day will be considered as feed money. Whenever you want to use the horse, just go to my house. You know the place."
Watching the father and son leading the horse and disappearing at the end of the street, Chen Cheng felt suddenly better for some reason. He took out a can of beer, and when he was about to open it, he thought it would not be appropriate to drink beer at this time.
After thinking about it for a moment, he happily bought a bottle of Erguotou.
I poured a small glass and poured it directly down my throat without adding any food or drinks. The spicy liquor flowed down my throat and esophagus and into my stomach, leaving a burning sensation wherever it passed.
Chen Cheng raised his wine glass, faced the bright moon in the sky, and said on the spot... ahem, don't be on the spot, he just read two lines of poetry casually:
"Raise a glass to the bright moon and make three people in the shadow."
This is not good, it’s too lonely. Let’s change it to another sentence: “I hope we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart.”
Will the person I miss be bathing in the moonlight like me?
Chen Cheng imagined for a moment, what would Chu Chu say if he were here? It must be that the moonlight is just right, so what should it be like? He smiled and put away the Erguotou and the cup. In fact, for him, drinking is the same as drinking.
Drinking water makes no difference, I just want that atmosphere. But it turns out that drinking water does not make the atmosphere better.
After killing those two people, the troubles will only increase. Unless he wants to turn the entire Hellgate Castle into a city of death with blood and corpses everywhere, otherwise, it is best to leave as soon as possible. Before that,
, do you want to say goodbye to Nymeria first?
Chen Cheng thought for a while and decided to finish the work from beginning to end. He stood on the balcony, jumped to the roof more than ten meters away. More than a month later, the fighting spirit in his body had become full again. Although it was still weak
It doesn't reach the point of blasting through the atmosphere. After adding the various equipment it carries, it will be no problem to penetrate and defeat the army using cold weapons.
If this world had not been transformed by magic, there would be almost no enemies who could defeat him on the physical level. What he still needs to be wary of is the magic that he does not understand yet. Whether it is the strange spell of the red robe witch or the desperate situation in the north.
The powers behind those mysterious ghosts beyond the Great Wall are beyond human imagination.
However, Chen Cheng does not belittle himself. Since even ordinary people can fight back and forth with the White Walkers, the worst-case scenario is that there is nothing they can do to the other party. If they want to escape, they should still be able to do it.
His movements were like a ghost, avoiding everyone's sight and wandering quietly in Hell Gate Castle. From this look, it seems that there is some truth to the claim that the North Star Fist is the "ultimate assassination fist".
In terms of concealing the aura without being discovered, the North Star Fist is more suitable than the South Star Fist.
The Prison Gate Fort was divided into two worlds, the inside and outside of the city, by a city wall. After nightfall, the city gate was closed, but it was not a problem for Chen Cheng. He found a deserted place, jumped lightly, and reached the top of the city.
UP. The area inside the city wall is not large. It didn't take him long to find the room where Nymeria was located with his super perception ability.
It was on the third floor of the castle, and there were soldiers guarding it below, but it was not difficult for Chen Cheng. He pulled the wall with his hands and climbed up after three attempts. He originally wanted to say goodbye, but he climbed through the window.
In the meantime, Chen Cheng stopped again. Because besides Nymeria, there were two other men in the room.
Although there were three people in the room, there was no strange plot happening, but they were discussing things that would make many people's heads. Haman Uler's voice came out, "Are you sure that Sunspear City wants to let them go?"
Tristan marries Myrcella Baratheon? Could it be that he wants Myrcella to ascend the Iron Throne? What about the Targaryen family? We cannot support two heirs to the Iron Throne at the same time!"
Ulric asked: "Is it the prince's intention to support Myrcella, or is it the intention of others?"
Nymeria said: "The prince's meaning is not clear yet. He is just strengthening the military, but he has not revealed which side he wants to support."
