Dark clouds weighed down the top, strong winds were blowing, and fine snowflakes flew in the city. The first snow in the north and south of the Great Wall this year came earlier than in previous years, and most of the people were not even ready for winter.
Wu Du held a blazing lightsaber, dressed in the attire of a native of Western Liang, with flying robes, his martial arts boots stepped on the low wall, and then landed in the alley covered with a layer of light snow. With a shake, a few ice crystals were shaken off.
Deep in the alley, Lang Junxia walked out from behind a door and appeared.
"Did you ever think of Luo Yan today when they fought in Beijing?" Wu Du was in a bad mood, and after chasing him all the way, he had already moved his mind to kill Lang Junxia here.
"No." Lang Junxia replied succinctly, knowing that Wu Du could not be avoided any longer, and slowly drew out the Qingfeng sword.
"What do you want to say?" Wu Du asked.
"No." Lang Junxia is still these two words.
Since the day of the first battle in Beijing eight years ago, the martial arts, rankings, and momentum of the four major assassins have been erratic, and no one can do anything about the other. Changliu-kun who does not have a sword...
For eight full years, there have been very few rumors that someone died under the swords of the four assassins in temples and rivers and lakes, and they have never learned from each other's kung fu. However, when this day came, Wu Du's momentum was no longer the same as before. This moment can be said to be his peak in eight years!
It's like returning to the fight in the famous Shangjing, the sky and the earth are covered with snow, and there is a thin layer of snowflakes on Wu Du's hat and shoulders, while Lang Junxia's jacket is in the cold wind passing through the alley. Fly in.
A snowflake flew from a height of 10,000 feet, fell, and landed gently on the Qingfeng sword, making a very soft sound, and divided into two halves.
Lang Junxia took the lead with the sword.
At that moment, Wu Du struck with a sword almost at the same time, and the two of them turned into phantoms at the same time and passed by by mistake. With a "swoosh", Wu Du took a wrong step, causing the snowflakes to fly in the alley, making a half circle. Lang Junxia took advantage of his strength to leap up the stone wall in the alley, turned around, and slashed at Wu Du with a sword with all his strength.
Wu Du suddenly drew his sword and stabbed the fallen Lang Junxia in the throat. Lang Junxia's Qingfeng sword has turned into a sharp flash of light, slashing at Wu Du's right arm!
Wu Du actually refused to let it go, and picked it up with his shoulders. Lang Junxia suddenly realized what had happened, and hurriedly raised his head to avoid it.
The sword was withdrawn in an instant, and the fierce light sword almost slid across Lang Junxia's neck, carrying a few strands of hair and flying down in the cold wind.
The two landed on their own.
"Wearing the White Tiger Bright Light Armor?" Lang Junxia's tone was sarcastic.
Wu Du showed a mocking look, and his smile was full of evil, and replied, "No."
Lang Junxia Fang realized that Wu Du was taking a risk just now, betting that he would not dare to exchange his life, but if the two sides really changed tactics, Wu Du would be seriously injured, and he would be stabbed in the throat on the spot.
The two were silent, watching each other's every move. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, falling on Lang Junxia's hair and eyebrows. In a duel between masters, there must be no foreign objects. Any negligence will lead to the final defeat. .
However, at this moment, the sound of rustling came into the alley, and right behind Lang Junxia, a third person appeared.
Lang Junxia knew that he couldn't escape at all today.
The tall figure stood in the way of the alley, holding his arms and staring at Lang Junxia—
—Changliu-kun is here.
"Hello, Wuluohoumu." Changliujun said coldly, "Why are you here?"
Lang Junxia's breathing trembled slightly, and even the tip of his sword trembled with it. He immediately turned around with his sword in hand, leaned back against the wall in the alley, and looked up at the sky above his head.
"Don't be delusional." Another voice sounded, and said, "Do you want to escape?"
Zheng Yan rolled over and jumped up the wall in the alley, and sat down there.
"Zheng Yan?" Chang Liujun asked in surprise.
Wu Du smiled slightly, obviously in his calculations.
"It's really not easy." Zheng Yan carried a bamboo tube with a burning knife in it, and said, "It's obviously a place in the Liao Kingdom, but so many people came, and those who didn't know thought something happened."
"When did you come?" Changliu-jun was full of alertness.
"It's been a while." Zheng Yan said to Lord Changliu, "The night before yesterday, when the Yuan people came in, he sneaked into the city and met Wu Du in the restaurant."
Changliu-kun didn't know if Zheng Yan saw Qian Qi, but since he met Wu Du first, he probably wouldn't reveal any secrets.
Taking advantage of the hesitation of Lord Changliu, Lang Junxia suddenly flashed and rushed towards Wu Du.
Wu Du was thinking, when he saw this, he suddenly returned his sword, took out his palm, and split his hands with Lang Junxia. At the moment when he strayed, Zheng Yan and Changliujun grabbed it at the same time!
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering the green pines in the courtyard.
Duan Ling hadn't seen snow for two years, and he couldn't help but miss the time when he was in Beijing, when it snowed for three days and three nights, and covered all the sloppy and boring things with white gently, as if everything was gone. It never happened.
He looked out, and Shuluduan also looked out, and the two sat quietly.
"Have you been back to Shangjing?" Duan Ling asked.
"Go back." Shuluduan replied.
Duan Ling asked again, "What is Shangjing like now?"
"It came back to life," said Shuluduan. "Last year, I followed His Majesty to the northeast for winter hunting. Heavy snow covered the injured area in Shangjing."
Duan Ling asked about the Mingtang and Biyong Hall, the market and the restaurant where he went to school. It is said that some places are still opening up tenaciously, and Mingtang moved to Zhongjing. Although he has survived, the prosperity of the past is long gone.
"What kind of place is Zhongjing?" Duan Ling hadn't been there yet.
"Sir, it's the same as Shang Zi." Shuluduan thought about it and said.
This topic is very sensitive, Duan Ling began to feel that Shuluduan was not an ordinary bodyguard, Zongzhen would tell him his identity, and he dared to mention "Shangzi" in front of him, as if he was really instructed by Yeluzong, and regarded himself as Friends, do not avoid some special things.
"I haven't seen Shang Zi either." Duan Ling said.
"Your Majesty likes things from Chen." Shuluduan said, "I like Han poetry, calligraphy and paintings, and people from the south. Every time a person comes, he will ask you about it."
Duan Ling nodded, and at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside.
Wu Du and Lord Changliu stumbled in with a person, Duan Ling stood up in shock and knocked over the tea bowl on the table.
"Who are you?" Wu Du looked at Shuluduan inexplicably, and Shuluduan stood up and stood in front of Duan Ling.
"Go out!" Wu Du scolded coldly.
Shuluduan looked up and down Wudu, as if he was about to call someone, but Duan Ling calmed down and said, "Shuluduan, you go out first."
Shuluduan clasped his fists and exited, and another person entered outside, but it was Zheng Yan who was smiling, rubbing his hands and saying, "This weather is really cold enough, Mr. Wang, come to my arms to keep you warm?"
Duan Ling was in shock, and Shuluduan closed the door for them outside. Duan Ling looked at the man Wu Du brought in. It was a man with a hood on his head—could it be…
Wu Du nodded, and Duan Ling said to the outside again: "Shuluduan, please wait outside the yard, you don't have to come here today."
Shuluduan responded and walked away. Duan Ling lit the lamp. Although it was daytime, the room was very dark due to the snow.
After lighting the lamp, Changliu-jun took off the hood that was placed on the man's head with his fingers.
Lang Junxia knelt on the ground with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, raised his head, his face was pale, and looked at Duan Ling quietly.
Wu Du, Changliujun and Zheng Yan each sat down, Zheng Yan came over and sat beside Duan Ling, Wu Du just sat down and suddenly got up with a murderous look on his face, Zheng Yan had to get up and give up his seat, saying: "It's not a quarrel. Do you? I thought you didn't want it anymore, don't just give it to me."
"Shut your beak." Wu Du said coldly, and then sat next to Duan Ling, his aura was full, like a male leopard, vigilantly guarding Duan Ling beside him.
"We caught him in the alley." Chang Liujun sat on the table with his feet crossed.
Wu Du, still wearing his party hat, with his feet slightly apart, sat beside Duan Ling, with one hand on his lap and the other behind Duan Ling.
Zheng Yan leaned lazily against the corner, shook the bamboo tube in his hand, there was still a little wine in it, pulled the stopper, and took a sip.
"Who speaks first?" Zheng Yan said.
"Wait." Duan Ling said suddenly, "Let me ask first."
He didn't ask Lang Junxia, but Zheng Yan: "Zheng Yan, why are you here?"
"You go out to chop down trees, and it takes half a month for you to go." Zheng Yan replied, "I can't find anyone under my command, so I came back and asked what to do. Mr. Fei Hongde deduced that you should have gone northwest, and you should have gone to Runan. When I arrived in Runan, I found two bodies, followed the rut outside the door, and saw the official road, and I guessed that you came to Luoyan City."
Duan Ling thought that Zheng Yan was really smart, and although he seldom took action, his reputation was not in vain.
"Speaking of which," Zheng Yan said, "What are you doing here in Luoyan City?"
No one spoke.
Seeing that Duan Ling didn't answer, Zheng Yan took a sip of wine and said to himself: "When I entered the city, it happened that the city was broken, so I came to steal some wine to drink, but I didn't expect to bump into your man and look for you everywhere, so I was going crazy, mentioning it. He was trying to kill with a sword, but I persuaded me to stop him."
"Later, someone took a token and asked him to enter the city to guard the mansion. I was worried about what happened to you, so I waited outside and greeted you both hungry and cold."
Duan Ling: "..."
Duan Ling couldn't help feeling apologetic. He glanced at Wu Du, but Wu Du didn't show any expression, he still looked paralyzed.
Zheng Yan raised his eyebrows, meaning that there is no need to say what happened next.
Duan Ling looked at Lord Changliu, and then at Wu Du, who said, "After asking? Let's try him."
Since entering the house, Lang Junxia's eyes have always stayed on Duan Ling. Duan Ling was a little frightened by him. He was too close. He always felt that Lang Junxia might break the rope tied to his hand at any time and strangle him by the throat.
Duan Ling couldn't help but shrank back. At this time, Wu Du's arm behind him hugged him strongly.
"Who asks first?" Changliu-jun said.
"Let me ask first." Zheng Yan said, "I'm at a loss, Mr. Wuluohou, what are you doing in Luoyan City after traveling a thousand miles? Could it be that you are interested in our Prefect Wang?"
Lang Junxia replied: "This question, you should ask Changliu Jun."
Changliujun: "..."
"Where's the permanent hire?" Changliu Junjun.
"I don't know." Lang Junxia replied.
Wu Du asked, "Why did Ben Xiao follow you?"
Lang Junxia replied, "I met him on the road, so I brought it here."
"Permanent employment?" Zheng Yan frowned, "He's here too?"
Lang Junxia was silent again, and Wu Du asked again, "The prince sent you here, didn't he?"
"Everyone." Lang Junxia knelt on his knees, with a tendon rope tied to his hands, and said solemnly, "Murder a court official, what crime is the principal and what is the accomplice, you should know clearly in your heart."
"Of course I know." Wu Du said coldly, "So you won't have a chance to punish us."
Everyone froze when they heard this. Wu Du actually meant to kill people. Although it was common for assassins to kill people, killing each other among the four assassins seemed to be a very serious matter. Duan Ling's heart suddenly raised in his throat, is Wu Du going to do it
"It's not good." Chang Liujun realized the seriousness of the matter. He had no deep hatred with Lang Junxia. Although he stood by Mu Kuangda, he didn't nod his head, and he didn't dare to get rid of such an important person casually. .
"I have a secret decree from the prince." Lang Junxia replied, "I was ordered to come to Luoyan City to investigate the military of Liao."
"Then why did you assassinate me?" Duan Ling said suddenly.
Originally, when Lang Junxia's excuse came out, everyone had no evidence, and there was nothing they could do about him. Only Duan Ling's thinking speed could push back his excuse.
Lang Junxia smiled and said, "You are not dead."
"I didn't die, it doesn't mean you didn't kill me." Duan Ling said.
"Murdering is called killing if the other party is dead." Lang Junxia replied, "Since you are not dead, I will not kill you."
Duan Ling didn't want to get around him and said, "Then let's put it another way, why are you chasing me with a sword? Because we broke something, so you want to kill me?"
"What happened?" Zheng Yan asked.
Lord Changliu sat upright involuntarily, and Wu Du's expression suddenly changed.
"Are you going to tell these things now?" Lang Junxia raised his brows slightly and said, "You are a smart kid, I know you won't."
Duan Ling glanced at Lord Changliu. Although he was covered, he couldn't see his expression, but judging from Lord Changliu's reaction, Duan Ling speculated that he must know that Cai Yan was a fake prince, and he didn't know that he was the prince. thing.
When he looked at Zheng Yan again, Zheng Yan's face changed completely, and Duan Ling speculated that Zheng Yan was probably also suspicious.
However, after Lang Junxia's exit, both Changliujun and Zheng Yan's eyes turned to Duan Ling, and Wu Du looked at Duan Ling anxiously.
All eyes were on Duan Ling for a while.