"What if Qin Leyin can also borrow the spiritual sea of the Platinum Tower..."
"Don't worry about this. The Platinum Tower will only recognize one master. No one except the principal can move the Platinum Tower. Otherwise, the position of vice principal would have already appeared in the Imperial Academy."
"How does Lou Yinhai solve it?"
"Lou Yinhai will be transferred to the outer area of Yanjing that night. It will take him at least half an hour to rush back to the academy. This time is enough for everyone to blow up the Platinum Tower."
"If the teachers living in the Imperial Court come to support..."
"Please do whatever you want, but if there are conditions, please try to be merciful. The teachers of the Imperial Academy are all pragmatic and kind-hearted people, and they are by no means our enemies."
Questions were answered one by one, arrangements were made one by one, and within ten minutes, this shocking assassination attack plan began to take shape. There was a reason why the discussion was so fast, because they all tacitly ignored an important issue——
How to retreat.
Because it's useless to mention it.
Not to mention that their making trouble in Yanjing is already a death sentence. If Cha Huan is really dead, it will be a shame for Yanjing Wuzhu if even one of the people who did it escapes Yanjing.
Cha Huan has been the principal of the Imperial Academy for more than 20 years. He is famous all over the world and praised by everyone. Whether he hates him or respects him, his death must be ended with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and Yan
Several of Jingwu Zhu were his students - they sincerely wanted Cha Huan to die, but they also sincerely wanted to avenge Cha Huan afterwards.
In addition, although they all came together for a common goal, these forces were also hostile to each other. After all, everyone's ultimate goal was to seize Yanjing and seize Huiyao. It was easy to say before Cha Huan died, but after Cha Huan died,
Not to mention helping each other, not adding insult to injury when escaping is considered a martial virtue for outsiders.
Everyone knows how to retreat and escape: life and death depend on their own abilities.
"Then, it's settled." The man from the center of the lake said with a sad face: "The action time will be at midnight three days later. The interception and killing location of the interception team has been determined. The search team and the beheading team are temporarily set to gather at the entrance of the Imperial Courtyard.
After everyone goes back, let their respective forces encourage Qin Leyin to become the acting principal in the next two days, and try to hint to Cha Huan that the reason why they did this is because Qin Leyin bribed them, so that Cha Huan will lower his attitude towards Qin Leyin.
Perception."
"If Cha Huan refuses to give in, the plan will continue as usual; if he is willing, the two groups will merge and deal with Qin Leyin and Platinum Pagoda together."
"I have neither time nor need to talk about other things." Yan Shang looked around, his phantom gaze passing over the thugs hiding in the shadows: "In the final analysis, all our efforts will be reflected in the brilliance of the Holy Sword.
Under the circumstances, it may all be a fantasy. Even if it succeeds, it is just like the sword-hunting competition in the imperial court, there will always be only one winner."
"I know that there will definitely be people who back down and refuse to participate; there are even more people who will defect before the battle and just want to survive. These are all reasonable, because our goal is the longest history, the greatest glory, and the most powerful power in the world.
, Holy Sword Hui Yao. For two thousand years, except for the Hui Yao royal family, no one else has been able to get a hold of it, even us, just to lift its mysterious veil."
"Once it's done, the number of people here who can leave Yanjing alive will not exceed five fingers."
"Why do we still do this rebellious act? For the Lord? For the gold and silver? For the future?"
The voice of Yanshang from the center of the lake was a little dazed: "A long time ago, I have been chasing the Holy Sword Huiyao. Obviously this is a thing that has no benefits at all, but will lead to death, but I am...
I enjoy it endlessly, with almost no thought of giving up, and pursue its afterglow wholeheartedly.”
"Why? Occasionally when I wake up, I will ask myself this question, why am I obsessed with it? Why is my enthusiasm for it almost instinctive, even surpassing all desires?"
"I thought about it for a long time before I got the answer." The man in the center of the lake said with a sad face: "Because the Holy Sword Huiyao should belong to me."
"I was born in a country called Hui Yao, and I have listened to Hui Yao's stories since I was a child. My stable childhood was all because of Hui Yao's protection. The society on the verge of collapse has survived because of Hui Yao, and the ambitious tycoons are afraid of Hui Yao's quietness.
Protect the country, and millions of people will gain reluctant peace because of the glory."
"From the emperor to the common people, it is closely related to everything in the world and all living beings. It is the origin of humanities, science and technology, and art. It is a national symbol, and it is the aspiration of all living beings."
"Since the royal family hangs the Holy Sword above each of our heads, don't blame us for reaching out and touching it."
"The brilliance of the holy sword does not only belong to the Ming royal family."
Yanshang, the man from the center of the lake, made a gesture of beating his chest with his right fist: "It belongs to me."
"It belongs to you too."
"After everyone has died, please don't leave in a hurry. Prepare the banquet below first. If anyone is lucky enough to survive to see the elegance of the Holy Sword and be reunited below, please don't be stingy with your words, so that those of us who died on the road can
People also know how bright the things they pursue are.”
The people in the center of the lake clasped their fists around, and the curse hunter heard a hoarse laugh: "Haha, you are such a hidden rat, you said you didn't have time, but you ended up talking a lot of useless nonsense!"
"Please forgive me, zombie hunter." Yan Shang said with a wry smile.
"However, your last sentence still has some meaning." The living corpse hunter sneered: "It's just the explosive wine of our Blue Zone. You outsiders can't stand it alive, so if you drink it in death, wouldn't it be like losing your soul?"
"What is the blue turbid wine? My sky wine can melt ice and snow for thousands of years!" the Brotherhood's 'Food is the Immortal' laughed loudly.
"You will eat all of Youyun's mutton," the grass-cutting messenger suddenly said.
"How can a banquet be without a face? The big face of the Sanqianmen is enough to make you all a starved ghost." Yan Fenqiu also agreed.
Noticing that everyone was staring at her, Le Yu blinked and said, "Then I recommend the iced honey five-flower tea."
If Le Yu had a sense of intellectual superiority because he could deceive them just now, then he no longer despises this group of people.
They don't have any tricks up their sleeves, so it only took them ten minutes to plan this crazy assassination plan; they are all determined blood-licking fanatics, so even if they know that there is no chance of death, they can still face it without fear.
.
In this world, Le Yu is not the only one who dares to risk his life without any scruples.
"Then, I hope that by then the wine and cold dishes will be cold, and we still haven't come to the meeting."
Yan Shang, a man from the center of the lake, clasped his fists and said, "Everyone, live well and die when you see the Holy Sword shining brightly."
With a pop, the people in the center of the lake turned into a ball of water and merged into the lake in the center of the mirror.
After a moment of silence, three figures appeared from the side of the Cursed Hunter, swaggering over the wall and leaving. After listening to the introduction of the Cursed Hunter by the people in the lake, no one would do anything to them - no matter they win or lose, they will be cursed. This is definitely
Blood loss.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Le Yu also left the rockery directly, dug out the Midas Touch Building, and returned to the Imperial Courtyard along the way he came.
However, before he had gone very far, he clearly heard the sound of following footsteps coming from behind!
what the hell!?
Didn't we agree to eat, sleep and have tea together? We made a promise just now, but now we don't even think about the opposite?
Le Yu did not dare to stay, gave up hiding her figure, and ran away directly into the dark alley. However, the lighting conditions in Yanjing were so good that no matter how dark the alley, the residual light shone in. The people behind her speeded up suddenly, and the sound in their ears
There was a violent sound of wind, and Le Yu's hood was cut with a crack. He felt that his body was suddenly being sucked backwards, as if the invisible air was pulling him!
Biting combat method·Desolate biting Yuyong!
Yu Yong with his right hand dispelled the sword light, and with his left hand he hit the head hard with Bare Bite!
Le Yu turned around and struck, slapping the attacker's long sword aside. The light of his left fist tore off the attacker's hood, revealing a ferocious and rough northern face!
After a lucky win, Le Yu didn't dare to stop at all, and directly pushed his palm to spit out light and retreat: "Herald of grass-cutting, I have no grudges with you, why do you--"
"No grudges!?" The attacker let out a low roar, "Old General Yucan was sixty-five years old and was preparing to return home to rest in his old age. He was killed by your assassins with hidden swords. You say there are no grudges!?"
Le Yu vomited - it's true that he has been in love and fallen for a long time. He had just finished pretending to be an assassin with a hidden sword, and the retribution in this world is coming soon!
"I don't know him!"
"The old general doesn't know the Hidden Sword Assassin either!"
The grass-cutting messenger raised his sword high, chased after him and slashed at him from a distance: "You can't escape!"
The sword blade fell, and the invisible blast of light penetrated the ten-meter distance. Although Le Yu avoided it, the space where the sword light passed briefly formed a vacuum area, and Le Yu suddenly felt attracted backwards.
With such force, he could not retreat at all, but was pushed towards the grass-cutting messenger by the atmospheric pressure. However, the grass-cutting messenger who stepped into the vacuum realm was pushed by the atmospheric pressure and attacked Le Yu like a meteor!
As he retreated and advanced, it looked like Le Yu was taking the initiative to hit the grass-cutting messenger's sword tip!
Gan! This trick of yours is too scientific and a bit fantasy!
Seeing that he was about to be killed because of his hair color, Le Yu directly activated the 'veil of strife' to create absolute darkness, avoiding the slashing attack and escaping.
In the darkness, the voice of the grass-cutting messenger sounded again: "You can't escape, because..."
Le Yu walked out of the dark realm and was only a few steps away from leaving the alley.
But he stopped.
Because at the entrance of the alley, stood a grass-cutting messenger who was also holding a long sword.
"The grass-cutting messenger, swear to kill the hidden sword assassins I see and avenge the old general." The grass-cutting messenger behind Le Yu said in a hateful voice.
"With the veil of strife, it seems that you have a close relationship with that leader." The second grass-cutting messenger's voice was as cold as steel: "Killing you and taking the magic weapon will definitely make that leader heartbroken!"
Le Yu suddenly remembered that the people in the center of the lake had just been telling the grass-killing messenger to calm down and not get excited.
He thought that the Grass-cutting Messenger was already very murderous or had a grudge against other people. Now that he thought about it, the Grass-cutting Messenger had clearly discovered him, so he couldn't restrain his murderous intention and wanted to pull out all his white hair on the spot!
Speaking of which, Le Yu felt that this scene seemed a bit familiar: because he had the assassin leader's magic weapon, he was considered to have a special relationship with the assassin leader, and then he was hunted down...
The Grass-cutting Messenger, Youyun District, Tabai Army, Old General...
"I remembered." Le Yu sighed.
"Have you thought about your last words?" Two grass-cutting messengers approached Le Yu.
"I just thought of an old friend named Mr. Tie. I don't know how he is doing lately." Le Yu shrugged and clapped his hands: "Do you think you have decided on me?"
"You can try to escape." The grass-cutting messenger sneered: "The grass-cutting messenger is best at cutting weeds and roots."
"Escape? No need."
Le Yu directly took out a small handgun, fired a flare into the sky, and then shouted:
"Someone is setting a fire! Come and put out the fire!"
The two grass-cutting messengers were stunned for a moment, as if it was the first time they encountered such a shameless and clever enemy, and then they immediately attacked Le Yu. Le Yu barely deflected his body, and at the cost of minor injuries, he used Huang Jie to drive them back.
, and then quickly climbed over the wall and ran away.
Just when the grass-cutting messenger was about to catch up, suddenly a thunderous shout came from the alley:
"The Statistics Department has arrived! The people inside were captured without any help!"
At the same time as the sound, there was also a gunshot. The grass-cutting messengers looked at each other, cursed secretly, decisively gave up chasing the assassin with the hidden sword, turned around and ran away.
Yantong came so quickly?
Le Yu, who was hiding in the corner, didn't dare to move at all, preparing to wait for Yan Tong to leave before leaving. If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to meet Yan Tong in his current skin. However, after a while, there was no sound of footsteps in the alley, as if
The thunderous roar just now was an illusion.
Le Yu suddenly realized something and immediately stood up and continued running away. However, at this time, a familiar joking voice sounded above him:
"You are so embarrassed, just like a bereaved dog. How should I call you in the future? Sword scabbard Qin Leyin, bereaved dog Qin Leyin, or... hidden sword assassin Qin Leyin?"
Le Yu raised his head with a dark look on his face.
I saw Chenchen sitting on a branch with his two calves dangling in the air, a sarcastic smile on his cute little face, his hands folded in front of his chest, looking down at him arrogantly.
Le Yu silently climbed up to the wall and stood up, followed by Li Nu. However, due to the height difference, even if he was standing on a higher branch, he still had to look up at Le Yu.
