
As the darkness of night fell, Jiang Xingyu changed his nightclothes to night clothes. Then leave the Residence through the Backyard.
The goal is to find a large place to practice.
He didn't know where to look, but at least he knew there was a city on the outskirts.
Accelerating his footsteps towards the outskirts of the City, before finding it, a surge of blood hit the tip of his nose and three people in black clothes were now surrounding him.
He really wanted to curse his Ancestor, why would an incident always happen every time it came out?
And this time the incident was people's fault...
"Get out of front of me! The person you're looking for isn't me!" He said impatiently.
The man in black who was about to approach him suddenly stopped. "That's a woman."
The implication is that they are completely wrong.
It's just that his partner doesn't seem to think of it that way. "That guy disappeared the moment we came here. Maybe this woman is the accomplice."
"Yes! It is better to kill one mistake than to let go of thousands." Said the other man.
Jiang Xingyu was furious that these three Men did not plan to let go, so whatever he said would be useless.
Judging from his aura, the three of them were not professional Assassins and were more like Guards.
However there was no denying that their Martial was considered a high-powered, at least a level four Master.
When imagining himself being only a level two Master against a level four Master, wasn't it the same as a chicken egg trying to crash into a boulder?
Dragon Dagger suddenly appeared in his hand making the atmosphere around him change drastically.
Perhaps because the Assassins thought of him as an unsightly chicken, they were not alert nor were they aware of the changing atmosphere.
Therefore when He suddenly attacked, the Dagger in his hand hit the chest of one of the Assassins who stood not far from him.
Deadly attack, the Dragon Dagger penetrated deeper and deeper until finally the man fell to the ground no longer moving.
This scene was too sudden and shocked the other two Assassins. They did not expect that the woman they considered to be a weak chicken, turned out to have a deadly skill.
But now is not the time to be surprised.
One word 'Kill!' out, the two rushed to attack.
It was extremely dangerous if Jiang Xingyu did not have any weapons in his hands and used mental strength at the same time, so this fight he would not let the Dragon Dagger fight alone.
At the same time somewhere, the scent of tea floated throughout the room accompanied by sounds that were heard from time to time.
In the middle of the room two men sat opposite each other, equipped with a chessboard on the table.
The cold-looking purple-clothed man's face, his brows slightly furrowed like he was thinking.
While the face of a white-clothed man looks soft, handsome and relaxed.
The two were Yuwen Junxiu and Feng Yuqie.
"Chess only, why are you so serious?" Feng Yuqie was impatient when she saw her best friend keep thinking.
"Chess is like a battlefield. If you don't think carefully, everything will be destroyed in the blink of an eye." Yuwen Junxiu replied in earnest.
"If this is the battlefield and waiting for you to think, the entire army will definitely be annihilated in the blink of an eye." Feng Yuqie pursed her lips.
Yuwen Junxiu did not react and just looked at him.
It made Feng Yuqie feel a chill all over her body. "I'll be quiet."
"Previous bet, is it still valid or not in the game this time?" yuwen Junxiu asked as he was about to put the piece in his hand into the chess container, as if he had given up.
"Of course it still happens. If you give up and admit defeat, I won't let you do that." Feng Yuqie's response sounded like a negotiation.
Yuwen Junxiu smiled faintly, the piece that was about to be inserted into the chess container suddenly turned around to fall on the chessboard.
Seeing where the pawn was placed, Feng Yuqie's expression turned stunned. Even the piece in his hand that he considered the peak of his victory, now only held it.
"You..." Feng Yuqie was extremely annoyed.
When his Friend will put the piece into the chess container, he thought he had lost, it is unexpected that his Friend still found a gap and made him lose in a landslide.
"Dare to bet must also dare to bear defeat." Yuwen Junxiu said with a smile of provocation.
And his smile successfully made Feng Yuqie have the desire to kick him. "I admit defeat. Say it! What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to do it..." Before Yuwen Junxiu finished his words, instantly his face turned grim.
"What's going on?" Feng Yuqie asked.
But all he saw was a shadow flashing before his eyes and the figure of his Friend had disappeared.
Feeling something was wrong, he hurried to follow.
In just a split second Yuwen Junxiu stopped somewhere, followed by Feng Yuqie.
They smelled fresh blood and saw the three corpses of black-clothed men lying on the ground.
Yuwen Junxiu's expression grew grim, stepping closer to one of the corpses, crouching down, grabbing his hand and checking his pulse.
Feng Yuqie had no idea what he was doing. Then his gaze was fixed on the Sword Handle beside one of the corpses, He immediately picked it up. "Junxiu, look, this sign appears again."
Yuwen Junxiu turned to look at the Sword. Nah! More precisely looking at the Sun sign engraved at the end of the Sword Handle. "They again!" Speak with cold.
"How did these assassins show up here? could Prince Yin be back?" The Sun-marked assassin had chased after Prince Yin repeatedly, hence Feng Yuqie guessed so.
"No!" Yuwen Junxiu said at a glance.
"Why not?" Feng Yuqie was confused.
"Because this Killer's pulse is flowing an evil aura." Yuwen Junxiu's expression looked complicated.
"..."
Feng Yuqie did not understand because he knew the evil aura was the black Qi emitted by evil spirits, but he had never heard of being able to kill people.
"Let's go back first." Yuwen Junxiu did not plan to explain.
When the two returned, they smelled blood that seemed to come from the Workspace where the chess was playing.
Their expressions changed, at the same time rushing into the Workspace.
They saw a gray-clothed figure covered in blood lying on the floor.
"Chen Ziyue?" Feng Yuqie recognized the figure and hurriedly moved it to the long chair.
Yuwen Junxiu stepped closer to check his pulse.
"It's okay, just fainted from a lot of blood loss. Just stop the bleeding and he'll wake up tomorrow." Her speech.
Feng Yuqie hurriedly poured a certain medicinal powder on Chen Ziyue's most severe wound part, then wrapped it in a clean cloth.
"Three Assassins must have been after him, but why did he come back? isn't he with Prince Yin? if she comes back alone, will..." Feng Yuqie guessed accompanied by an uncomfortable feeling.
Chen Ziyue, the Young Master of the Industrial Ministry Residence, was nineteen years old, a good friend who rarely left the side of Prince Yin and followed wherever Prince Yin went.
Now Chen Ziyue appeared in the Capital or rather appeared together with the three Sun-marked Assassins.
This made him think of whether something bad happened to Prince Yin so Chen Ziyue was sent back to give word?
Honestly, he didn't want to believe it. The reason for that was because Prince Yin's Martial was comparable to his Friend and who could injure him was only a handful of people.
"Wait for him to wake up tomorrow, you'll find out." Yuwen Junxiu's expression remained flat.
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