Qingxuan smiled and struck out with his sword, and opened a hole in Fu Hongzhi's calf. Fu Hongzhi roared wildly and swept across with his stick, not even caring about Qingxuan's sword stabbing his lower abdomen. It was obviously a move that would kill them both. , Qingxuan sneered, put his toes on the ground, flew backwards two steps, and stood floating.
Fu Hongzhi suddenly knelt down on the ground, held the stick on the ground, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow" sound. His eyes were blood red, staring at Qingxuan, and said sternly: "witch, I, I am Even if you die, even if you die and become a ghost, I won’t let you go!”
Qingxuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Everyone who has seen my true face must die. I will send you on your way first, and then kill Lu Xun. Soon, everyone in the city will come on the road with you!" "
A cold voice sounded from behind Qingxuan: "You are so confident, I almost believed you could do it. Unfortunately, with me here, you and your companions may have to take the first step."
Qing Xuan's expression changed, and he turned around suddenly, only to see an incredibly beautiful woman dressed in black, with a sky-high ponytail and flaming red lips. She was standing at attention with two long and short swords made of iron and snowflakes. Behind her, the bodies of three female Xiyan killers in civilian clothes fell beside her, and the tips of the two knives in her hands were dripping with blood.
Qingxuan was shocked and angry. He was able to kill three people behind him, and they were all his personal guards. He was by no means a weakling, but he didn't even have time to call for help. If this person wanted to take his life just now, he would probably It was so easy. She secretly cursed herself for being too careless. She only cared about Fu Hongzhi and Lu Xun, but forgot that there always need to be eyes behind her.
A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Xun's eyes: "Miss Murong, you are here just in time. This spy is Qingxuan, the killer of Xiyan. Kill him quickly!"
Qingxuan's brows raised: "So you are the famous fake Princess Murong Lan of Yan. I didn't expect that you are still following Liu Yu and going against Dayan. Have you forgotten your identity?"
Murong Lan said coldly: "You are the fake Yan. Murong Yong is just a traitor who has usurped the throne and established himself. How can he be qualified to inherit the throne? And you, the fake Yan, slaughtered the people along the way, massacred the city and looted, and committed all kinds of evil. How can you still do it?" Is there any way that Emperor Taizu made an oath to help the world and eliminate violence and bring peace to the people when he came into power? Today you are still evil and want to harm the people of the Central Plains. I am fighting for the people of the world like you evil thieves. I am doing justice for heaven. There is no right. Those who cannot live with my clan and ancestors!”
Qingxuan laughed: "Look at you, Princess Lan, do you still look like a descendant of the Murong clan? No matter how much our Murong clan fights among ourselves, we will never let outsiders, let alone these Han people, take advantage. But you, for He actually disregarded the righteousness of his family and country for his personal affairs, and helped our great enemy Liu Yu, our Xianbei children, everyone must punish him!" She said sternly, but her eyes began to move around, obviously, she had begun to look for a suitable person. Retreat.
Murong Lan saw through her thoughts at a glance and smiled slightly: "Stop your delusions. As soon as your plan is launched, we will have a countermeasure. You let your men incite the people in the city to rob the arsenal, assassinate the general in the city, and create Chaos is impossible to succeed. We have already placed security spies among the people. You are not the only one who knows the art of disguise. Your people were captured and killed by my men one by one before they reached the arsenal. When people take the lead in making trouble, the people will naturally settle down. Look at it now, are they attacking the arsenal as you hoped?"
Qingxuan's expression changed. He turned around and saw that the people who had been rushing towards the arsenal in a black and menacing manner just now had all sat down on the spot and remained motionless in the empty space in front of the arsenal. At the door of the arsenal, I don't know when more than a dozen chariots connected end to end appeared, covered with wooden shields, and more than thirty powerful crossbows, pointing at the crowd on the ground. And in the surrounding heights, a large number of archers appeared magically, and arrows appeared. Pointing directly at the open space, even these common people with no military experience knew that if they acted rashly in this situation, they would die.
The heads of the dozen or so spies who took the lead in causing trouble were already hung bloody on the flagpole in front of the arsenal. Their bodies were lying in front of the chariot. In Liu Zhong's hand, the blade was cold and the blood was shining. It was obvious that , these spies were killed on the spot by him just now, and more than ten capable guards, also dressed in civilian clothes, were using swords to open the shoulders of the spies' corpses, revealing the same wolf-shaped tattoos, which clearly proved their identity as killers , definitely not ordinary people, bursts of sighs broke out among the crowd. Obviously, these people realized the truth and regretted it endlessly.
Cold sweat began to break out on Qingxuan's forehead, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly. She had discovered that in addition to Murong Lan, there were at least thirty strong bows and crossbows pointing at her, no matter which direction she went. Unable to escape despite jumping, Murong Lan's voice sounded coldly: "Qingxuan, we are both spies and we know the rules. If you fail your mission, you will be tortured to death when you go back. If you are willing to hand over the antidote, Saving Master Fu's life will somewhat atone for some of your sins, and I can let you die happily and with dignity."
Qingxuan's face was ferocious. This originally beautiful face now became distorted, and the veins on her neck were beating: "Murong Lan, don't think you have won. My handsome man is invincible, and he is destined to Gui, how can your mere Jin Yong City stop him? Your men are already dead at the top of the city, and the army will break through the city soon. By then, everyone in your city will die and be buried with us!"
As she spoke, she put the poisonous sword across her neck, and with a swipe, a pool of black blood burst out from her neck. A mouthful of old blood spurted out from the corner of her mouth. A trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes. She opened her eyes wide and fell down. Down.
Murong Lan sighed, Liu Zhong rushed over with more than ten people, walked to her side, and frowned when he saw Qingxuan's body: "I didn't expect that this spy can be so strong."
Murong Lan nodded: "Their families are in the hands of Murong Yong. If they surrender to the enemy, their relatives will be blamed. This is also the rule of Murong Xianbei in training spies. The antidote should be with her."
Liu Zhong said, "I'll get it!" As he said this, he stepped forward to search Qingxuan's body.
Murong Lan suddenly grabbed Liu Zhong: "Wait a minute, be careful of fraud!"
Liu Zhong said in surprise: "Isn't this man dead? How can he be deceitful?"
Murong Lan shook her head, sheathed her sword, untied the long whip from her waist, and whipped it towards Qingxuan's body, which happened to pull the knot on her clothes. With a flick of her wrist, Qingxuan's body suddenly rose up. There was a ball of fire, and the scorching flames made everyone a dozen steps away feel the heat wave coming towards their faces. In just a moment, her body was engulfed in the blazing fire, with almost no bones left.
