Chapter 219 Eunuch Hai, if you haven’t shown up yet, when will you wait?
“Why worry?”
Outside the pavilion, next to the pond.
The empress in white is holding a heavy celadon pot in her slender hands.
The almost transparent green onion jade fingers were suspended on the water surface, and they were rubbed carefully. Fish food fell from between the fingers.
Circles of ripples formed, just like the scene when it rains. The koi in the pond also rushed out of the water and opened their mouths to absorb oxygen.
Mochou said:
"Since the Thousand Faced God assassinated the imperial party officials, you secretly ordered the guards to disperse, keep an eye on some key figures, and even check their interpersonal relationships in advance...
After all, the traitor is good at pretending to assassinate people, and he likes to start with people close to him. The better the disguise, the more necessary it is to observe and inspect the target in advance. This is also called "there are traces to follow." "
"Since Zhao Jisi was on the list, the You family was included in the scope of the imperial guard's investigation. From this, we learned that the identity of the so-called young master of the Lu family, Lu Baifeng, was doubtful.
The You family booked Zuiyue Tower yesterday, and today Zhao Jisi went to Nancheng before noon... If the security was not intact, there would be a trap waiting. "
She talked for a while and suddenly said with enlightenment:
"Your Majesty, have you already arranged the means, so you are not worried?"
Xu Zhenguan was as cold as a fairy, looking down at the dozens of koi carp crawling at his feet.
No direct answer, just said:
"Jianghu Shadow Guards reported previously that the Thousand-Faced God King is meticulous in his actions and is a perfect assassin. Every time he makes a move, he will be fully prepared. Since he became famous, he rarely misses and will retreat if he fails.
Therefore, few people in the world even know the details of his martial arts. They only know that in the Shenzhang realm, he looks like a warrior or a sorcerer.
In addition to his superb disguise skills, he also has a weapon that ranks among the top 100 on the Jianghu weapon list.
It is said to be a sword, and some people say it is an umbrella. It has some connection with the Baiyi Sect of the Jianghu sect who believes in the "lost god" and is good at curses.
This weapon has the ability to make the cursed person's luck worse, become dizzy, and lose vigilance. Every time he assassinates an important person, he will often curse him for at least seven days to expose the target's flaws...
The fourth disciple of Zhang Tianshi cultivated the two gods of joy and mourning at the same time, and his fortune changed rapidly, and he seemed to have achieved quite a lot. "
Mochou said with emotion: "Your Majesty remembers a mere monk of the Divine Chapter so clearly. It is also an honor for this person."
Xu Zhenguan sighed softly and said: "It would be an honor for the officials in the capital not to get rid of this person."
Mochou said:
"Your Majesty has already made arrangements. If the opponent appears today, he will be captured to relieve the recent turmoil in the DPRK."
Xu Zhenguan remained silent. Can he be captured? She doesn't know.
But suddenly he was very curious, whether the little imperial guard was afraid and could withstand the opponent's moves.
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"The Thousand-Faced God!"
In Zuiyue Tower, the air was filled with invisible power of curse.
It is said that no one has seen the true appearance of the Thousand-Faced God, but at this moment, how could Zhao Duan not guess it?
In my mind, many clues converged, and I understood.
He said expressionlessly:
"You are the rich man You Zhande met on the way to Beijing. Did you induce him to lead me into this murderous situation today?"
At first, he didn't pay too much attention to this small detail reported by his subordinates, but he didn't expect that it would be associated with Kuangfu Society and the anti-party relationship.
Based on such reverse speculation, the new sub-ruler may have been planning against himself before entering Beijing.
However, Xu considered the fate of the Frost Sword and did not rush to assassinate him. Instead, he met You Zhande as "Lu Baifeng" and paved the way for such a line.
After that, he began to assassinate the officials one by one, drawing everyone's attention to them.
And today, Tu Qiong saw him.
"Response very quickly,"
The Thousand-Faced God looked at him with a smile, as if he had seen through his thoughts, and said proudly:
"You guessed it right. The first target of this divine Lord is you. These days, killing those little minions is not only to create confusion and distract the energy of the court, but also to make you lower your vigilance.
Oh, those words in blood make you think that I am going to kill someone with a borrowed knife this time. The more you think like this, the less likely you are to think that I will come to kill you. "
With a condescending look, he sneered:
"I thought that even with all these scheming and cursed luck, it would be difficult to get you into the game, but you are easier to deceive than I thought. Of course, this is also due to the contributions of your relatives."
on the ground.
You Zhande was stunned.
There was a roar in my mind, and I figured out what happened through the conversation between the two.
The Thousand-Faced God... Of course he knew that in the past few days, there were rumors of traitorous assassins in the city.
But he never expected that the traitor was right next to him... On the way to Beijing earlier, the other party had been deliberately trying to get close to him... It was ridiculous, he believed it and became a tool without knowing it.
As for Youshi and the obese boy, they had already fainted.
Zhao Duan stood at the top of the stairs, as if he was not afraid of a life-and-death crisis, or was pretending to be calm:
"Are you so confident that you can kill me? Last time, the Frost Sword was like this, showing off in front of me."
The Thousand-faced God said with great interest:
"I'm also very curious about how you killed him in the first place. Also, the Taixu picture scroll he carried should be on you. If you honestly offer the thing, I will let you die more happily... Huh.”
At this point, he raised his eyebrows.
It was discovered that despite the illness conferred by the curse, the physical condition of the imperial eagle dog in front of him did not weaken rapidly.
Instead, it stabilized. Although it was still weak, it resisted the power of "Lost God".
"Is it because of Taizu Dayu's martial arts inheritance?"
The Thousand-Faced God made a reasonable guess.
Little did he know that what was really gradually removing the negative curse was the dragon soul in Zhao Duan's Qi Sea, which was already showing signs of awakening.
The illusory dragon-shaped half-step god seems to have sensed external danger and is in a state of waking up.
The Thousand-Faced God is wary of Zhao Duan, and the reason why he talks nonsense is because he is waiting for the power of the curse to strengthen.
Seeing this, he was still willing to wait. While speaking, the fan in his hand suddenly spun and flew out.
"Woo——"
The seemingly ordinary folding fan actually hides a mystery: it is made of gold and iron.
At this moment, with the blessing of Shenzhang realm energy, it danced like a wheel, pulled out the afterimage, and slashed hard at Zhao Duan's chest in the blink of an eye.
This attack was so sudden that even if Zhao Duan was in full condition, it would be difficult to dodge.
What's more, now?
However, the iron fan, which was enough to smash a wall, hit Zhao Duan's chest and made a "clang" sound of gold and iron.
Accompanied by dazzling sparks.
Zhao Duan's clothes were torn on his chest, but a piece of soft armor was faintly revealed.
At the same time, the space around him was distorted, and six golden talismans appeared out of thin air, existing in the form of light beams.
They formed a circle around him, and as they slowly rotated, it seemed that a small area of three feet around him was separated into a separate small world.
Zhao Duan was safe and covered with a set of illusory full-body armor. "Six Talisman Treasure Armor!"
The Thousand-faced God was stunned, and then uttered the name in shock and joy.
The maid Qingniao who was carrying a big black umbrella next to her was also stunned.
As a Jianghu person, how could he be unfamiliar with this famous piece of armor from Emperor Wu City?
"The false emperor actually gave you a treasured armor to defend yourself? No wonder you are so calm and calm, thinking that if you put on a turtle shell, I can't do anything to you?"
The Thousand-faced God's tone was sour and his eyes were greedy.
I was surprised, anxious, and happy at the same time.
Anxious Yu, this turtle shell is said to be able to withstand attacks from the worldly realm, and it is difficult for him to break through the defense in a short time and kill the Zhao thief.
I am happy that if it succeeds today, the harvest will be quite abundant.
This precious armor alone is worth risking his life for.
"Today I will teach you the methods of this god."
Standing on tiptoe, the rich and handsome young master revealed his ferocious nature in an instant.
Then he rushed towards Zhao Duan and killed him.
However, the next second, a powerful fist from the side struck with the force of a mountain-shaking force!
The face of the Thousand-faced God changed. He flicked his sleeves slightly and made a "pop" sound. He swept his right arm and blocked You Zhande with a powerful punch.
"Chichi..."
The limbs collided, and the sleeves were torn into catkins by the air current.
The head of the You family, whose cultivation was frivolous, but still had the appearance of being a high-level warrior in mortal form, was also repelled by the monks in the Shenzhang realm.
Both feet "kick, kick, kick" continuously back up, each step leaving a deep footprint on the floor!
"Wow!"
The wealthy You Zhande spat out a small mouthful of blood, his teeth were scarlet, but his eyes had a hint of madness.
Zhao Duan was stunned for a moment, surprised by this person's sudden outburst.
"Are you looking for death?"
The face of the Thousand-faced God was twisted, as if he was quite angry that he was unexpectedly attacked by a sloppy warrior.
You Zhande wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and attacked again with determination in his eyes.
The legs under the feet are approaching in a walking posture, the hands are clenched, and the back is like a bow.
He did not take action for Zhao Duan, but for the family.
When he realized that he had become Zhao Duan's helper in the conspiracy against the party.
This middle-aged man, who had lived on Xiping Road for most of his life and used many shady means to earn a share of his family fortune, knew that his family had no way out.
Today, if Zhao Duan dies here, no matter whether the Thousand-faced God Lord will let his family of three live.
When the court masters arrive, the angry empress will surely unleash her wrath on the entire You family.
Under the charge of colluding with the party, the entire family will be uprooted.
You Zhande has no doubt about the empress' ruthlessness, because anything involving rebellion against the party is a heinous crime of genocide.
Therefore, his only way to survive is gambling!
Bet that Zhao Duan still had a trump card, bet that the experts from the imperial court would arrive as soon as possible...
The worst outcome is death.
His family died, but if he could prevent the family behind him from being destroyed, he, the head of the family, would at least dare to face his ancestors when he went to the underworld.
"Rumble..."
At this moment, You Zhande, who was determined to die, used the unique skills passed down from his family. Although he was burdened with many curses and illnesses, his condition was extremely poor, but his fist wind was also broken, and he pulled out a string of sonic booms.
This punch showed his true level of martial arts.
However, the Thousand-faced God only stepped forward, and his figure erratically avoided the punch.
Coming to his side, two iron-like fingers pressed towards Youzhande's shoulders.
"puff!"
The fingers instantly pierced the shoulder blades, and bright red blood spurted out from the two blood holes.
The maid Qingniao carrying a big umbrella approached like a ghost and pressed her down with her palm.
You Zhande jumped up and crashed into the railing. Like a cannonball, he fell towards the lobby on the first floor and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.
Zhao Duan watched this scene calmly.
There was something clasped in each of his two hanging sleeves.
The left hand clasps a delicate, palm-sized silver scroll. As long as it is pulled, the illusion of Taixu can be unfolded, gaining a short time.
The most important thing is that on the surface of the scroll, a purple waist jade is faintly shining.
As long as he is shattered, even if he is in a desperate situation, he can be teleported back to the empress' palace.
Holding the Golden Crow Flying Knife in his right hand, the blade trembled several times with superimposed force.
Within the Qi Sea, the dragon soul also showed faint signs of awakening.
Zhao Duan had a hunch that as long as he wanted, he could pour the power of the dragon soul into the flying knife.
Back then, when he was in the middle stage of mortal life, he slashed out a flying knife with all his strength and broke through the defense of the frost sword in the divine chapter realm.
Now, as a high-quality martial artist who has been trained by the empress, and with a demigod-level treasure like the Dragon Soul, what would it be like if he used all his strength to strike again?
Can you cut off the head of a divine chapter?
Should you be steady or rush?
Zhao Duan’s hands were still unsteady.
Or rather, waiting for something.
At this time, the Thousand-faced God Lord who had defeated You Zhande approached again, with the corners of his mouth raised in a bloodthirsty smile.
Zhao Duan's beating hands finally made a decision.
Holding the handle of the Golden Crow knife with his right hand, the dragon soul in the sea of qi raised its head.
However, the next second, Zhao Duan let go of his hand, and the dragon soul suddenly fell into sleep again.
He sighed softly and said:
"If you don't show up, I'm really going to die."
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Outside Zuiyue Tower.
On the top of the building, the first worshiper of Ouchi, dressed in a bright red python robe, stepped lightly on the ground.
When the boots fell, the solid tiles fell apart and turned into powder, leaving a big hole in the roof of the building.
The old eunuch, who had a stooped figure and a face as tender as a baby, floated down like an autumn leaf, with his hands still clasped behind his back.
The sound of coughing has resounded throughout Zuiyue Tower:
"Ahem, young people are just impatient and insist on tormenting our old bones..."
(End of chapter)