Chapter 340

It's night.

When the curfew, empty street, at this time Jinling is silent in the dream of thousands of families, like a dead city. In the distance, there seems to be a crow chirping in the night, which is desolate and sharp.

Gradually approaching, the sound of the horse's hooves stopped.

The word Huan inscribed on the red lacquer plaque is charming and beautiful, like the waist of a beauty.

Push the door half open, leakage into a trace of cold and dim moonlight. Reflecting the thin and lonely shadow. Hold the folding fan, step by step.

How can I expect such a large restaurant, only the central table of a bean candlelight, half pot of wine fragrance, there is no half cut and bloodshot, there is still a person waiting. The official robe is added to the body and looks respectful and solemn. The two men behind him stood in silence.

"Lord Shen. I am... " That man just wants to get up to salute, but see Yao Guang eyes a congealed, smile slightly. Before the sound fell, he stepped on the wooden table early and shook off the folding fan as quickly as a sharp blade. The white shadow flashed forward, and the blood spattered three feet. It should be a head soaring into the sky!

The man on the right side stepped down and turned his wrist over and turned into an inch long dagger. Before the light of bullying Yao did not respond, he stabbed at his back, but was still three inches away. Yao Guang blocked the fan behind him, crossed his hand over the wine pot, and then directed another fly to the front of the face, his head was thrown away, and the wine splashed everywhere. Another fan swept across the front, and the blood flow of the two channels suddenly flew.

The man covered his face and screamed. There was a chaotic darkness in front of him.

It's not a difficult master. What's more, he didn't plan to stay alive. After three or five moves, he was silent.

Yao Guang stood with his eyes down. The folding fan was scattered and broken. He was thrown to the ground and fell into the pool of blood of the headless corpse.

In the empty silence, I suddenly heard the laughter on the top floor.

"It's a long night. I'm not talented. I'll have a good time with Mr. Shen. Don't blame me!"

Yao light slanted to the head, and the lights were suddenly on all sides. Look at the voice of the people from the long ladder slowly pace, ordinary brown clothes, eyebrows and eyes with a smile, also looking at him.

Yao guangkou said a name, "Shang Cheng'an?"

"Ho. Adults have a good memory. The lower official is not talented, and he is now in the position of inspector general. Once I met in the palace examination. This is not a few years ago. When tanhualang was so skillful, I really didn't dare to recognize each other. " The man laughed steadily. In fact, there was still a chill on his back. Yes, at that time, Yao Guang in his impression did not like to talk much all day long. He always laughed with good temper among scholars, and even a little bit weak as a scholar. Just now, Yao Guang killed people as freely and ruthlessly as drinking, and now he smiles gently at him.

Yao Guang straightened the sleeves of his robe and said casually, "it seems that Lord Shang intends to study my skills and verify the truth and falsehood of the rumors, so as to have the right one?"

Shang Chengan said with a smile, "we are all just doing things for the top. Which one is still the winner?" Yao Guang did not move, not to mention kneeling, and did not lift his eyelids.

It's not embarrassing to have a shangcheng'an, but a strong way The lower official ordered to invite Miss fanyin into the palace. If Lord Shen gave up, the emperor would... "

It's a stab in the end. On the contrary, Shang Chengan is calm. He has a trump card in his hand, and it is not a card. This time, he is safe. What is he afraid of?

Yao Guang narrowed his eyes and looked at dozens of shadow guards behind him. The leader was quite familiar, and suddenly his smile grew.

"Shang Cheng'an, do you think the dead can tell the truth?"

The man looks a Lin, subconsciously back a step, "will not."

"Will the living tell the truth in order not to want to die?"

As for this, there is nothing to say. Yao Guang carried the cold sword upside down and approached several steps. His eyebrows and eyes were crooked and his smile was not strange. "A column of incense is good for you."

Brush!

Just for a moment, as soon as Shang Cheng'an closed his eyes, the man was gone. The shadow guard beside him rushed up. In the eyes of a layman, he could only see a group of people closely encircling Yaoguang, and the sound of swords was disorderly and crisp.

The man at the head of the body side didn't rush up, and the guard was still on the body side.

“…… Can it be done? " Shang Chengan was sweating.

A man's facial features are regular and his whole body is calm. Looking at the battle situation ahead, he only said one word, "hang."

It seems that in order to confirm his words, another person falls down. The seemingly indestructible attack array has been torn apart. He locks his brow, stares again and murmurs, "he has an agent..."

Yes, it is. If the one who doesn't know the way, the battle situation will be chaotic. A series of figures were dancing among the wooden tables and benches. However, it is not difficult for any expert to see that the group of shadow guards who originally besieged Yao Guang had split up and killed each other.

In the shadow of swords and swords, the man's voice seemed to be ethereal and illusory, and his voice was clear and penetrating his ears. He gently laughed, "I haven't seen you for years. Can you tell me your name? Do you think there are people from my Enze mansion in the imperial court?"

Shang Chengan was frightened and angry, as if he had been teased. He almost jumped to the side of the man and yelled, "then you don't want to kill him! Ah! "

The shadow guards have been scattered for a long time. Men's lips slightly curved, as if in mockery.

A harrier turned over and took away the sword of the shadow guard. He bent down and fought hard with Yao Guang in the air.As if there was a spark, they both stepped back a few steps. Yao Guang looked at the young master in front of him, calmed his breath, and looked solemn, "the means of shadow guard Are you Chu Yuanyi

The man did not wait to land, a kick in the wooden table, and then jump up, straight attack the footwall, mouth should say, "but also!"

The Yingwei camp and the court's minions are all killed by fighting. As a killer, there is no way to admit defeat, so Chu Yuan used the most cruel way to pick, stab, stab, chop Its sharp place, in an instant seems to be stable control of Yao light.

The two figures startled the flying dragon between the wooden tables, which seemed to have a kind of aesthetic feeling beyond the sword and sword.

Yao Guang suddenly responded to the attack of the young master. For a while, he was in a hurry. He just kept avoiding the flash, and his chest was suddenly blazing, which gave him a vague premonition.

Chu Yuan knew for a long time that he was a tough opponent. Although he was ranked among the best in close combat, he was inferior in internal power, but he had three points. It was no good to go on fighting like this In the world of martial arts, the only thing he wants is to make a decision as soon as possible.

The man in front of him is no longer a human being, only the fatal and crucial point is exposed in front of him! If it is to push the speed to the extreme, Chu Yuan a cold Su face across a smile.

It seems that this seemingly formidable opponent is not as terrible as the rumor, and he goes backwards. At last, he lifts his Qi and turns back, forcing Yaoguang's lightness skill to jump. Before he reaches the ground, he suddenly stops his sword power and swivels with ease. The power of penetrating the tripod sweeps across.

Yao Guang didn't dodge it, but he didn't seem to have time to dodge it. He took the crane's cloak with wide sleeves, and Shengsheng took his sword.

Chu Yuan felt that the edge of the sword was embedded in the skin, and suddenly pulled the sword back. He saw a splash of blood, and the man fell back obliquely. Even he wanted to change color: how can he catch up with his head? Is this man crazy?!

However, soon - found wrong, Yao Guang took off the continuous offensive, when he was surprised, the figure with the power of the right talent, straight to the corner to watch the battle of Shang Cheng'an!

"Get out of the way!" He drank hard, but it was too late. Shang Chengan was white. He threw a small bottle out of his arms, and then he wanted to look back and run. Yao Guang had already left behind, and he was holding the hostage in his hand.

Everything is changeable, but between the fingers.

Chu Yuanyi catches the bottle and looks back. When he looks back, there are only three people standing, most of whom are the agents of Enze house.

The sword stopped, the surrounding suddenly silent, a crowd of three feet stand, distant confrontation.

Shang Cheng'an is crossed by Yao Guang's sword on his neck. The sharp line of cold is controlling his inch breath. I heard the heavy breath behind me, and I could smell the blood from someone. The whole man was silent.

Yao Guang felt the burning heat of familiarity, like the tide, layer upon layer spread up, and the blue veins on the forehead were slightly convex.

Time is running out.

"You Don't do it Shang Cheng'an had to be calm, but his voice could not stop shaking. He was a member of the imperial court. How ever had he ever experienced such a scene of bloody killing? "If you kill me, he will destroy the antidote!" Holding his finger to Chu Yuanyi, he seemed to be in full swing.

Yao Guang looked at Chu Yuan one, the man slightly shook the small bottle, truthfully said, "there are three." Behind him is a wooden table. He takes a pot of wine and says in a light tone, "it is said that this thing will melt when it meets wine. Lord Shen, Lord Shang's life is not valuable in your eyes. I think you probably don't want to be buried with him. If you lose the antidote, you can't live in the year of destiny with you

Yao Guang didn't like to be angry when he heard the speech. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

He had already experienced the pain caused by poison for more than ten years, exhausted other people's blood essence, and could only live until he was 40 years old. Up to now, I have already understood the emperor's meaning. Once the antidote is given, people and money are clear. To enter the palace with Sanskrit for the rest of his life.

After all, there is the foundation of the house of grace. What woman can't get this life in the future?

Chu Yuan saw him unmoved, smiling, "it seems that you see through life and death."

At the end of the speech, a pill into the wine, a slight hiss, the mellow ochre red suddenly diffuse, disappear invisible.

Yao Guang frowned and stabbed his sword into Shang Cheng'an's right shoulder. A shrill and sharp scream resounded. The man never fainted. His cold sweat was wet and his teeth chattered and he said, "crazy man!"

Chu Yuan closed his eyes and inhaled slightly. He thought Yao Guang would rush forward to grab the antidote, but the man didn't move. He didn't say anything about the rules of the river and abused the hostage on the spot. Weigh the second, staring at Yao Guang, slowly put into the wine.

Yao Guang laughs, without hesitation, penetrates the man's abdomen with the sword, and then he stirs it with force.

"Ah, ah, ah --!"

Shangcheng'an's eyes were about to crack, and he struggled desperately. The more he earned, the more he felt the pain of the five internal organs. At the moment, he poured in a torrent of blood, and his cold sweat flowed down his pale face.

In the end, he was only the inspector general, born as a minister. Even though I have seen all kinds of means to deal with the guilty ministers, I don't know what it will be like to impose it on myself one day.I don't know when, the black blood on Yao Guang's face quietly spread, like a spider's web, closely interwoven and diffused on half of the original smooth face The angle of the lip also slowly bleeds.

He seems to have no way to feel it. He just holds the cold sword upside down. The tip of the sword is facing the twisted face of the man because of his pain, and the blood drops down