Zhao Kuangyin walked out of the small street with difficulty. His whole body was covered with blood. He supported his body with a long stick in his hand to prevent him from falling. Then he turned his head and looked at the creepy small street again.
There was silence, as if none of this had ever happened. Only the horse that fell on the street was still flowing with gurgling blood, telling everything that happened here. The assassin had already retreated, and the houses on both sides of the street
It was still quiet, without any sign of people.
Gritting his teeth, he pushed away the arrow that hit his back. A tearing pain came from his back, making him tremble all over. There was already cloth on his back.
It was covered with blood, blending with the sweat on his vest, and the placket of his clothes stuck tightly to his back.
Although they were all flesh and blood injuries, these pains gave him some physical discomfort, and the energy in his body was already running low due to running wildly. At the intersection of the street was a wide avenue, and a gurgling small road passed by.
A stream flows beside this avenue, and beside the stream are rows of dancing trees. At this time, there are not many pedestrians on the bank of the stream, only a few people.
Feeling that the danger had passed, Zhao Kuangyin relaxed his guard. He sat slumped on the rocks under the roots of a tree, completely ignoring the blood stains on his body. The Panlong Stick was placed on
With his feet within reach, he turned his head and looked around. For this familiar avenue and street, he felt that no matter how familiar the place was, it would kill him if he was not careful.
A lot of doubts arose in his heart. He didn't understand why those Khitans could predict so accurately that he would pass by that small street, and the time was exactly right. There was a hint of fear in his heart, and he couldn't believe it.
The thought flashed in his mind. If it weren't for the spies in the Zhao Mansion, the Khitan people would never have known his whereabouts clearly.
Now was not the time to think about these issues. He had to report the matter to Chai Rong as soon as possible. The Khitans were already waging war in the imperial capital at all costs. The goal of the Khitans was very obvious, which was to make the imperial capital give way and cross the border.
The more chaotic the better, he even hesitated to assassinate him, a general of the Zhou Dynasty. Thinking of the shadow that ran into the house, this person must be an outstanding killer, and a killer with blood on his hands. This kind of
The assassination methods were exactly the same as those of the assassins of the Assassin's Sky Alliance, and who hired the assassins of the Assassin's Sky Alliance? He had a vague feeling that the assassins of the Assassin's Sky Alliance were not in the same group as those Khitan assassins. Although they cooperated
relationship, but Fa Dao Youying obviously didn't care about the life or death of the Khitan assassin who was killed by his punch.
After sorting out his thoughts, Zhao Kuangyin looked around. He saw that this place was still some distance away from the palace, and it would take more than an hour if he used his Qing Gong with all his strength. However, although his injury was not serious now, it was not light either. He relied on all his strength.
Using Qinggong with his feet to rush on the road will inevitably consume his remaining real energy. It is best to find a horse, so that he can reach the palace faster without using up his real energy.
Although the Zhao family has some business in the imperial capital, the Zhao family's horse shop is further away from here, and there are no horse shops or carriage shops nearby. I felt secretly anxious in my heart, watching the sky begin to get dark.
It's getting darker, and now you can clearly see a blood-colored scorching cloud rising from the west corner. It's almost dusk now. If you haven't arrived at the palace before dark, then wait until the palace gate closes.
, even though he was the commander of the imperial capital's imperial army, he could not get the imperial army guarding the city gate to open the city gate. Of course, he would miss the opportunity to meet Chai Rong today.
The palace gates will always be closed when it gets dark, and will only be opened unless there are special circumstances, such as an urgent report from eight hundred miles away, or a border invasion, or other major events related to the survival of the country. This is an ancestral precept, not a
One or two people can change, let alone Zhao Kuangyin.
Dragging his exhausted body forward, he saw a child of about ten years old leading a horse towards him. The horse was not considered a good horse;
It is a thin and inferior horse, but the limbs of this horse still look relatively strong, but these are simply not a problem for Zhao Kuangyin. As long as it is a horse, it does not matter whether it is a good horse or an inferior horse, it can carry him to the palace.
That's a good horse.
"Little brother, can this horse be sold?" Zhao Kuangyin asked the little boy holding the horse. He was a boy of about ten years old, wearing a bright-colored coat and a pair of brand-new shoes at his feet.
Cotton shoes. A pair of big black eyes embedded in a pair of pink and red face. The little boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes has a tiger-like appearance, which makes people unable to feel any sense of caution.
Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart. He didn't expect that he would become suspicious after experiencing an assassination. This boy of about ten years old was obviously a child of a certain family in the imperial capital, and the horse was apparently secretly pulled out by the boy himself.
The boy's clothes and aura showed that his family must be of a wealthy family, and a boy with such a wealthy family did not have any servants around him.
"Why can I sell horses? If I don't sell them, my father will scold me if he finds out. My father is very cruel." The boy didn't have any fear when he saw Zhao Kuangyin covered in blood.
He made a childish sound. But because of Zhao Kuangyin's inquiry, he stopped, and the horse that was much taller than him sneezed impatiently, as if he was unwilling to be led by such a little kid.
With.
"I'm going to do something very important. Tell me how many taels of silver you can sell this horse to me." Zhao Kuangyin saw the innocent look in the boy's eyes, and he couldn't help but think of taking the horse by force.
I gave it up. I am not a bully, and he is such a cute boy.
"My father said that my family has a lot of silver, so this horse is not for sale." The boy said in a very firm tone, and it seemed that there was no room for negotiation. From his words, it could be heard that this
The family of this boy is not an ordinary wealthy family. Although the Zhou Dynasty has a prosperous country and a strong military, it is not the richest country in terms of wealth, and the wealthy family in the imperial capital generally do not educate their children unless the family is really rich.
But the enemy country is either a relative of the emperor.
"Okay, who is your father? Just say that it was Zhao Kuangyin who bought your horse. Your father will definitely not scold you and will praise you. Let's make a bet. If you buy this horse to
Me, if your father scolds you, you can go to Zhao Mansion in Shouchangfang to find me. I am really in a hurry to buy your horse. Then you can tell your father that Zhao Kuangyin of Shouchangfang bought your horse.
." Zhao Kuangyin suppressed his temper and said to the boy in a friendly voice.
"You are Zhao Kuangyin from the Zhao family. Why haven't I heard of it? I heard that the Zhao family had a good man named Zhao Kuangyin who was very skilled in martial arts. And it is said that this man had three heads and six arms and was unstoppable. But what about you?
, Apart from being stronger, how could he be like Zhao Kuangyin of the Zhao family?" When the boy heard Zhao Kuangyin's words, his eyes suddenly shone with joy. But he raised his head as if he was in disbelief.
The child's innocence is vividly displayed, and the slightly upturned little mouth makes people smile inwardly.
"Little brother, I am really in a hurry. I am Zhao Kuangyin. How do you want to prove it?" Zhao Kuangyin suppressed the secret laughter in his heart, and he still asked the boy. In his eyes, it was just
He is a ten-year-old boy, giving him a clean and innocent feeling, and there is no real energy fluctuation in this boy's body. He is just an ordinary young master from aristocratic families. That's why he seems to be unsuspecting.
He explained to the boy, and he completely ignored the severe pain coming from his body, only wanting to get the horse held by the boy.
"You said you are Zhao Kuangyin, you are Zhao Kuangyin. As long as you can beat me, you can prove that you are Kuangyin, how about." The boy's dark eyes rolled and he said loudly to Zhao Kuangyin. He was like a victorious warrior on the battlefield.
He looked like a returning general, but he had an old-fashioned expression despite his young age, which almost made Zhao Kuangyin laugh.
"Okay, what are we competing for? If you lose, don't lie. You must sell this horse to me. How about it." Zhao Kuangyin suppressed the smile that came over him and said to the boy seriously.
He grew up fighting, and the little guy in front of him really had a shadow of his own childhood, and he couldn't help but feel a little fond of the boy.
"As long as you can take over my hidden weapon." The boy took out an object from his arms and said to Zhao Kuangyin.
Zhao Kuangyin's heart froze, and he looked at the object in the boy's hand. It was an iron object that was not like a concealed weapon. It was an iron pipe less than three inches thinner than the little finger, and the boy's right hand was
When I hold the handle of the object, there is a big hole on the handle through which my index finger can be extended. There is also a mechanism in the big hole. I can't feel any dangerous aura from the object, which is not like a concealed weapon or a mechanism.
.
Rao Shi and Zhao Kuangyin were well-informed, but this was the first time he had seen these things, but he didn’t know what it was at all, but the boy said it was a hidden weapon. But hidden weapons must rely on their own
It was activated by the internal strength of cultivation. Seeing that there were not too many mechanisms on the iron thing, there was no weird smell in it, and there was obviously no poison or the like. He could not feel any danger to him on the object at all.
breath, so he felt relieved.
"Okay, hurry up and launch your hidden weapon. If I catch it, you have to sell the horse to me. A man always keeps his promise and is not allowed to go back on his word." As soon as Zhao Kuangyin finished speaking, he took a few steps back, looking like this.
He looked like he was facing a formidable enemy. It wasn't that he really felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, but that he wanted to give the boy a good encouragement.
The boy slowly raised the iron piece in his hand, as if aiming at him, and his index finger stretched into the small mechanism in the handle of the iron piece, as if the mechanism was just for the index finger.
.The boy closed one eye, while the other eye was wide open. Zhao Kuangyin was almost amused by his weird appearance.
However, just when Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart, a fatal crisis that he had never experienced suddenly surged into his heart, and he saw the innocent boy showing a weird smile. His heart trembled, and he subconsciously acted
He raised the Panlong stick in his hand and placed it in front of his chest.
A deafening sound of "bang" reached his ears, and he felt a fire dragon shoot out from the small tube of the iron thing in the boy's hand, and shoot towards his chest. And that
The loud noise shook his ears so hard that he lost all consciousness, and his mind went completely blank.
"Dang", after that bang, there was a sound of metal collision. Zhao Kuangyin felt a strong impact on his right arm, which numbed his right arm and made him lose all consciousness. But he had not yet made a sound.
Any movement caused a stabbing pain in his chest, and the consciousness in his mind slowly blurred at this moment.
He opened his eyes slightly, and the extremely evil smile on the boy's face was fixed in his mind. This was the last picture he saw before losing consciousness. Immediately, Zhao Kuangyin lost consciousness, holding in his hand