Three hundred and fiftieth eight chapters can not wait
The coachman was running but didn't run away, and the two dwarfs were also running but didn't run away either.
They are running in different directions, but in fact, they will lead Lin Ye to the same place.
Because this was their plan originally, they didn't think they could kill people like Lin Ye on this street.
In a sense, they were deceived, but they were not fools. Of course, they would carefully check Lin Ye's strength and plan carefully.
The only thing they failed to do was to check Lin Ye's strength, but they didn't check thoroughly.
Judging from the current folk and official opinions, Lin Ye is still not a practitioner.
The biggest halo related to spiritual practice that hangs over Lin Ye's head is also the strongest light of enlightenment in history.
But in the eyes of practitioners, does this count as a halo? Isn’t this a fucking joke?
In fact, their plan was not incomplete. They ambush Lin Ye and then lure Lin Ye into pursuit. The real killer move was further away.
The first half was pretty good, until Lin Ye turned around and left, completely ignoring them.
Less than two miles away from here, there was a middle-aged man who lowered his clairvoyance with a look of shock and disappointment in his eyes.
He turned around and left, went downstairs and got into the waiting carriage.
After seven or eight turns, the carriage actually didn't go very far. It could go around for more than ten miles, but the place where it stopped was only three miles away from where Lin Ye was ambushed.
This is a large vacant house, and it is also a real trap for ambushing Lin Ye.
If Lin Ye catches up here, he will be surrounded by masters ambushing here.
This compound is Lin Ye’s cemetery.
After the middle-aged man got off the bus, he turned back to the coachman and said, "You go out of the city and wait for me. I will arrange things here and then go back to find you outside the city."
The coachman responded, whipped up his whip, and the coach slowly left.
After the middle-aged man opened the door and entered the courtyard, his brows wrinkled involuntarily. His nose moved slightly, and the smell of blood rushed into his mind at this moment.
The next breath, he turned around and left.
In the next breath, the body of the coachman was thrown from a distance and fell to his feet with a thud.
The middle-aged man looked up and looked across. There was a young man holding a knife looking at him, probably looking at him, but he was sure that he was not in that guy's eyes.
There were corpses all over the yard, at least hundreds of them.
"A person with a life-or-death record now dares to take on any business?"
The man holding the knife took a step forward. The middle-aged man immediately waited for the bus and retreated directly into the compound.
After a while, a sword light lit up here.
Straight and cold.
The sword gleamed outside the courtyard door, breaking down the door, breaking down the courtyard, breaking down the house, and breaking through the void.
The middle-aged man's body split in two while running, and everything on this line had the same fate.
The man holding the knife didn't take a second look and turned around to leave.
There is an organization in the world that specializes in assassination business, called the Book of Life and Death. It is said that as long as you give the highest price, they dare to kill anyone.
Of course, this is just a legend. No matter how bold and courageous the people in the book of life and death are, they will not attack a general rashly.
About a moment later, two young men appeared outside the courtyard door. They only glanced inside and then walked away quickly.
A moment later, in an inn.
The two young men went up to the second floor of the inn and entered Room A, the largest and most luxurious room. Wan Cangce did not look back. He stood at the window and looked out at the street, as if he was not interested in whether the assassination of Lin Ye would be successful or not.
"Sir, everyone who wanted to ambush Lin Ye has been killed."
One of them leaned over and said to Wan Cangce: "The people in the book of life and death are really unreliable. There is no one who can fight."
Wan Cangce smiled: "There are many people who can defeat Lin Ye in the Book of Life and Death, and there are also many people who can kill Lin Ye. The person I found is not someone who can kill Lin Ye."
The subordinates were a little confused, but Wan Cangce didn't say anything and they didn't dare to ask.
Wan Cangce turned around and said, "Prepare the car and go to another place to see."
His men hurriedly went out to prepare. After Wan Cangce went downstairs, he looked into the distance and saw that there was wind.
He moved his nose, as if he wanted to smell the blood in the wind that he was expecting.
The carriage passed slowly on the street, and Wan Cangce sat upright in the carriage, squinting his eyes as if thinking about something.
He came to Guzhu because he knew that if he didn't come again, some situations would really be settled and it would really be too late to change them in the future.
"grown ups."
Sitting opposite him was a young monk. He looked at him and asked softly: "If the prime minister knew about this, I'm afraid he would be angry."
Wan Cangce replied in a calm tone: "He knows that he will naturally be angry. In that position, he must look upright and selfless to the point of radiance. Otherwise, the emperor will be equally displeased with him."
The monk asked: "But if you do this, it will not be difficult for the emperor to guess that it is you, let alone why you do this."
Wan Cangce said: "What can he do if he guesses? At worst, he will just kill me."
Wan Cangce lifted the curtains of the car and looked outside, but he didn't see anything in his eyes, his eyes were wandering.
"My father is the prime minister. Although he does not have as much power as the previous prime ministers, he is still the leader of the ministers."
"My sister is a noble concubine. Although she is not the nominal lord of the Sixth Palace, her status in the palace is not as good as that of the queen."
Speaking of this, Wan Cangce laughed to himself.
He said: "It seems that I am the most incompetent, I have nothing to do, and it doesn't matter."
The monk shook his head: "Sir, you should know that the prime minister has high hopes for you, and the imperial concubine also has high hopes for you."
Wan Cangce said: "That's why I'm here."
His sight drifted into the distance again.
That is the direction of the Master's Mansion.
He said: "Logically, that position should be mine, and in a few years, that position in the court should also be mine, but His Majesty forgot the promise he made to me, and now wants to promote Ning Weimo...
..”
He said: "Your Majesty, he forgot..."
The monk said nothing more and closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see anything more.
The Wan family has an absolutely transcendent status in Dayu. There is the prime minister who is the leader of the ministers, and the noble concubine who leads the harem.
Wan Cangce's status at this time does not seem worthy of his surname.
"Just a heads up."
Wan Cangce said to himself, "I hope your Majesty will be reminded and stop pretending that you haven't remembered it."
Only about a mile and a half away from the Jinglue Mansion, Ning Weimo's carriage had to stop.
There were hundreds of guards around him, and hundreds of people were lying on the ground at this time.
Ning Weimo sat in the carriage and did not move. His first reaction was, Lin Ye is going to cause trouble again?
The second reaction is that he really angered Lin Ye, so Lin Ye wants to pretend to be real?
The third reaction is that this matter has nothing to do with Lin Ye.
Two men in black walked to the carriage, and one of them said: "Master Jinglue, get off the carriage."
Ning Weimo didn't move or respond.
He just felt a little regretful. During these days, he had been busy plotting against Lone Bamboo and Lin Ye, but he forgot that he would also be plotted against.
He knew from the beginning that his opponent was not in Lone Bamboo but within Dayu.
But then he went too smoothly in Lone Bamboo. The only drawback of going smoothly is that it makes people lazy and scornful.
And once this happens, what will happen will often be very big, so big that it will be irreversible.
There is only one way to get rid of the disadvantage that smooth sailing can make people lazy and scornful, and that is... keep having smooth sailing.
"Don't get out of the car? Then just stay in the car."
The man in black put his hand on the carriage, and the place he touched turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, then caught fire, and then spread rapidly.
Another man in black seemed to sense that Ning Weimo was getting up and going to hit the other side of the car. He closed his eyes and held the car with one hand. His movements seemed very gentle.
As a result, the car that was gradually burning was sealed. Ning Weimo slammed into the car with all his strength, but it seemed that what he hit was not the car, but a rock.
Not far away, Wan Cangce's carriage stopped.
The car window opened a crack and he looked out, with some joy in his eyes.
The first target he wanted to kill was indeed not Lin Ye, but the man who would definitely succeed his father as Prime Minister Dayu in the future.
"Zen Master."
Wan Cangce said: "If there is an accident..."
The young monk replied without waiting for him to finish: "Life is full of accidents."
After saying this, the monk stretched out his hand upwards, and his wide sleeves slid down, revealing his sickly white skin.
It was a kind of white that made people feel numb on the scalp, so white that it was almost transparent.
The cyan texture on his arm looked so clear, even the tiny blood vessels could be seen clearly.
The moment he raised his hand, the roof of the car cracked.
There are no weapons and there is no bright light.
What the monk held in one hand was actually an invisible sword energy.
He raised his head and looked up. It was cold up there because the sword was too cold.
The monk looked at his hands again. Frost was covering them at an extremely fast speed, and had even spread to his wrists.
"A Taoist from Shangyang Palace probably wouldn't use such a gentle yet fierce sword energy."
When he said this, his tone was slightly complicated. Part of it was relief, probably because he felt that such sword energy was not worthy of the brightness of Shangyang Palace. The other part was also relief, probably because he felt that fortunately the Taoist priests in Shangyang Palace disdained it. Use this kind of sword energy.
If the Taoists in Shangyang Palace could even practice this kind of sword energy, then people in the world would have fewer ways to survive.
He looked at the Taoist high up, who was dressed in black robes, as if he was swearing against the light under the light.
The monk said: "I came because I thought I could fight Shangyang."
The Taoist from above said: "Then you should regard me as the threshold that can fight against Shang Yang."
His attention was all on the young monk, and he didn't even care about Ning Weimo, who he was supposed to be in charge of.
No matter why, he seemed to have given up on Ning Weimo.