The breeze blew past, bringing with it a faint sound of fighting, Murong Xue stared at Wei Feng slightly, and stepped on the moon: "Did you hear any sound?"
"I heard it, it was the sound of fighting, and it was very fierce." Wei Feng and Tayue nodded, with a rare solemnity in his eyes: the town is full of ordinary people, and almost no one understands martial arts, such a fierce fighting sound , very unusual.
Murong Xue narrowed her eyes, listened carefully, tapped her toes lightly, and ran towards the direction of the fighting sound with her slender body.
Wei Feng and Ta Yue followed closely behind.
In the distance, Murong Xue saw dozens of men in black, who were besieging two men in black military uniforms. They were covered in blood, and a man in civilian clothes was carried on his shoulders. The man in civilian clothes was also injured all over. His clothes were soaked in blood, his eyes were closed tightly, and his life and death were unknown. There were more than a dozen black-clothed corpses lying on the ground...
Suddenly, a man in black slashed at the shoulder of the man in military uniform with a sword, tearing the clothes on his shoulder, revealing a quaint water mark!
That is the unique mark of the shadow guards of the Marquis of Zhen Guo, and these two men in uniform are shadow guards.
Murong Xue's eyes froze, she jumped up, and the soft sword in her hand thrust out with all her strength, bringing up a icy light, mercilessly piercing the men in black around the man in military uniform, cutting their necks open, blood flying It shot out, and the man in black fell to the ground with a thump...
Murong Xue saw the opportunity, and landed lightly beside the shadow guards. When the shadow guard saw her, his eyes lit up: "Miss."
Murong Xue hummed lightly, and the soft sword in her hand kept moving, killing two more people in the blink of an eye!
The black-clothed leader watched Murong Xue's lightning-fast sword moves, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Go!"
The people in black took orders and all retreated.
It's not that easy to leave!
Murong Xue tapped her toes, and jumped in front of the black-clothed people in an instant, blocking their way, swiftly swiping the soft sword in her hand, streaks of blood splattered, and the black-clothed men fell to the ground with a thump...
Seeing that he couldn't leave anymore, the black-clothed leader's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he yelled angrily: "Kill her."
"Yes!" The rest of the people in black responded in a low voice, quickly formed a fan shape, and fiercely swung their swords at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue curled her lips into a sneer, more than a dozen men in black also wanted her life, they were beyond their limits.
With a sudden flip of his wrist, the soft sword in his hand pierced the sky, and stabbed at the men in black mercilessly. Wherever the blade passed, the men in black were instantly killed...
Wei Feng, stepping on the moon, descended from the sky, held a long sword, and slashed at the men in black, and the men in black fell down one after another...
The black-clothed leader's complexion changed drastically, he ignored the life and death of his colleagues, turned around and ran away...
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled into a cold smile, for the sake of him being the leader, let him live.
Murong Xue casually grabbed a long sword and threw it at the black-clothed leader, only to hear a 'chi' sound, the long sword pierced his back and sprang out from his chest, pinning him tightly On the far wall, bright red blood overflowed the wound, staining the clothes red...
The black-clothed leader frowned tightly, his eyes turned cold, and he wanted to grit his teeth. Wei Feng stepped forward, pinched his mouth tightly, inserted the dagger into his mouth, and with a light pick, pulled out a poison sac. , with a light finger, sealing the acupuncture points all over his body...
The leader in black couldn't move, he stood by the wall, glaring at Murong Xue viciously.
Murong Xue turned a blind eye, swung the soft sword suddenly, several screams sounded, and all the men in black around her fell to the ground...
Murong Xue retracted her sword back into its sheath, her cold gaze swept across the corpses, and landed on the two shadow guards who were not far away. The shadow guards were seriously injured, but they didn't hurt their vital parts, but they lost too much blood: "What's going on? What's going on?"
"Back to Miss, we were ordered to investigate the death of Master Hou, and we found this soldier." The shadow guard pointed to the man on his shoulder: "Knowing that he is here, we sneaked over quietly, ready to wait for the opportunity to inquire. Unexpectedly, he saw him being hunted down here by the men in black. To prevent him from being killed, we rescued him..."
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, and signaled the shadow guard to put the clothed man on the ground. He was about forty years old, his eyes were closed tightly, his body had intertwined wounds, deep ones and shallow ones, and several bloody holes were stabbed on his chest. Bright red blood seeped out of the wound, turning him into a bloody man.
Murong Xue reached out her hand to feel the pulse of the clothed man, only to feel that his pulse was beating weakly, as if it would disappear at any moment, his breath was weak, obviously he had suffered a serious injury.
"How?" Wei Feng stepped forward and asked softly.
Murong Xue's eyes were cold: "His heart has been pierced, and he won't live long."
Wei Feng frowned slightly: "Then what he knows, isn't it that we can't learn about Lord Hou?"
"Not necessarily." Murong Xue said lightly, took out a few silver needles, and stuck them on the clothed man: Murong Yue has been dead for ten years, and there are fewer and fewer people who know the truth about his death. Will try to extract what they know from their mouths...
Murong Xue pinched the silver needle and twisted it gently, the wound on the commoner man's body gradually stopped bleeding, his face was still pale and bloodless, his eyelashes trembled slightly, slowly opened his eyes, in the misty vision, Seeing Murong Xue, he was startled, and suddenly his eyes widened.
Murong Xue was not surprised by his reaction, and said indifferently: "My name is Murong Xue, and I am the daughter of the late Zhen Guohou Murong Yue. You may have guessed the purpose of my visit?"
The clothed man's eyes were red, and there was deep regret and guilt in his eyes, he nodded almost invisible, and slowly stretched out his hand in front of Murong Xue, a blood-stained silver key appeared in his palm .
He looked at Murong Xue, and said with all his might: "Return...to Lane..."
Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and lost his breath...
Murong Xue looked at his pale face, sighed softly, reached out and took the blood-stained silver key: "Find a place and bury him properly."
"Yes!" Wei Feng replied in a deep voice, picked up the commoner man on his shoulders, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.
Murong Xue looked down at the silver key in her hand, and said casually: "In this small town, is there a place called Guixiang Lane?" The key is used to unlock the lock, and the commoner man gave her the key to imply to her that he Lock something up, and you need this key to open it. The place where you put things is called Guisha Lane...
The two shadow guards thought about it carefully for a moment, then shook their heads lightly: "No."
In order to find this man, they almost searched the entire town. In this small town, there is absolutely no place called Guixiang Lane...