Chu Muhe's face was calm, his eyes still stayed on Chang An, unmoved by Fu Rushui's anger.
"Master Chang, please continue."
Chang An looked at Chu Muhe with a somewhat complicated expression. Last night the two of them had a drink together under the moonlight, but today they were already life-or-death enemies, which made him feel a little sad.
"That day at the inn, Qu Fengzhi fought with Fu Rushui. Miss Zhao's people had ambushed outside the inn early in the morning. The reason was that the day before that, Miss Zhao received a letter from Fu Rushui. Therefore, Miss Zhao’s appearance was something that had already been arranged. In this case, outside the inn that day, as the top expert of the City Lord’s Mansion, Mr. Chu must have followed the City Lord’s order to protect Miss Zhao in the dark.”
Chang An's calm eyes looked directly at Chu Muhe, but Chu Muhe's expression remained unchanged and he just listened quietly to Chang An's narration.
"With Mr. Chu's method, he could naturally hit Fu Rushui accurately through the thin window paper, and Fu Rushui took advantage of the situation and pretended to be kicked by Qu Fengzhi, flew away, and also left the scene The purpose of disrupting the situation is to make the scene look more chaotic, so that we can get away with it."
"Of course Mr. Chu will not take Fu Rushui's life. In the empty coffin in Yizhuang, I touched the remaining medicinal residue, and there was a slight smell of manzhushahua in the medicinal residue. It just so happened that I I suffered a lot from this flower, so I am particularly sensitive to it."
Zhuang Xiuyu suddenly realized
"No wonder that day, I also felt that the smell was a bit familiar."
Zhang Langzhong looked at Chang An and Zhuang Xiuyu with an unkind expression, and cursed angrily in a low voice.
"Those idiots in Shulou couldn't get things done and even left Manzhu Shahua in the Chang family. They really ruined everything."
Chang An smiled
"What Dr. Zhang is implying is that those who attacked my Chang family that day are not from the same group as Building Master Chu, but I don't know which building you two are from?"
Chu Muhe stood up, without a trace of smile on his face, and looked at Chang An with cold eyes.
"Now that the story has been told, it's time to get started."
Chang An reaches out his hand
"Wait, I still have questions."
Chu Muhe stretched out his right hand, holding three silver needles, ready to go.
"what is the problem?"
Chang An smiled and looked at Fu Rushui
"The two of them are willing to help you, naturally there are conditions. I want to know what the conditions are."
As he spoke, three rays of silver light shot out and went straight to the door of Fu Rushui's water surface. Fu Rushui looked sideways, and the wall of energy outside his body had already unfolded.
Three silver needles stopped in front of Fu Rushui, and then fell to the ground feebly.
On the other side, a figure rushed towards Fu Rushui. It was Zhang Langzhong. He screamed strangely and suddenly a packet of red powder was thrown out of his hand.
Suddenly, Fu Rushui's whole body was covered by the red powder. No matter how powerful his inner strength wall was, it could not stop these things. He was furious and swept his spear towards Zhang Langzhong.
But the spear only stayed in mid-air, but he suddenly stopped. His face was pale, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Zhang Langzhong in front of him. Then he stiffened and fell down!
"master!"
Zhao slowly ran over and hugged Fu Rushui's body while crying.
Chang An looked shocked and secretly thought that he was too careless. He took a step forward and came to Fu Rushui's side.
Chang An was shocked when he saw that Fu Rushui's lips were purple and there was a fragrance coming from his mouth. He was so familiar with this fragrance, Manzhu Shahua.
He gently touched Fu Rushui's heart with his hand, his eyes dimmed, and he died. In just an instant, a master died.
He turned to look at Zhang Langzhong
"You tampered with it."
Zhang Langzhong sneered and said:
"Just in case, when I revived him, I naturally had a hand in reserve."
Chang An suddenly recalled the remaining medicine stains in the coffin.
"That's not the medicine that saved Fu Rushui, but the poison that was given to him?"
Zhang Langzhong looked at Chang An strangely
"Of course, all we have to do to save him is take out the silver needle, but he was still useful to us at that time, so we only gave him half the poison."
Chang An's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the Sword God's sword in his hand was dazzling. He slowly took a step forward.
"Boom!"
There were cracks on the ground paved with bluestone. For the first time in three years, he attacked with all his strength, not intending to leave any way for the other party to survive.
A pebble splashed in the air, gradually dilating in Zhang Langzhong's pupils, blocking Chang An from his sight. When the pebble left his sight, Chang An also disappeared.
He felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to speak, but was horrified to find that he could not speak. Then, he felt his throat was itchy, and he subconsciously touched his throat. It was moist and it was blood.
Why was there blood? He lowered his head and felt dizzy. He tried to stand up straight, but couldn't. He looked for where Chang An was. It wasn't until the moment he fell that he found Chang An was already standing behind him. His sword was already stained with blood.
"Leave no trace in the snow"
Everyone in the inn watched Chang An draw his sword and watched Chang An raise his sword, but they never saw Chang An's sword cut Zhang Langzhong's neck. They just saw Chang An the moment after Chang An crushed the floor. The sword was already stained with blood.
Chu Muhe looked at Zhang Langzhong who fell to the ground with fear in his eyes. He stood there without speaking or making a move, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
The blood slowly spread to Chu Muhe's feet, followed by Chang An's cold gaze.
Chu Muhe leaned back unconsciously and took half a step back. There was a strange device in his hand. It was a square three-dimensional device with several small holes at the front end, which looked like a crossbow.
Chang An's eyes changed slightly. The crossbow-shaped three-dimensional device had a trigger that fit the shape of a finger at the end, and Chu Muhe's index finger was pressing on the trigger.
I saw Chu Muhe's index finger gently clasping, and from the pores at the front of the device, several silver rays suddenly shot out. The speed was extremely fast, much faster than the three silver needles that pretended to attack Fu Rushui before. Fanji.
Chang An was secretly surprised and hurriedly deployed the inner strength wall. However, at the moment when the inner strength wall was unfolded, those silver needles bumped into the inner strength wall dangerously.
Chu Muhe missed a hit, turned over and jumped out of the window.
The officers and soldiers outside the inn were stunned when they saw it was Chu Muhe, but they did not dare to stop him and watched helplessly as he fled.
Chang An looked stern and chased after Chu Muhe.
It was noon at this time, and the street was very crowded. Chu Muhe rushed into the crowd. Chang An saw that Chu Muhe was hiding in the crowd, out of sight, so he simply jumped up and jumped to the top of the tall building to overlook The whole street.
But Chu Muhe kept moving forward along the flow of people, looking panicked and constantly looking back. Seeing that Chang An was not chasing him, he did not dare to relax and just kept moving along the street towards the city gate.
Chang An stood at a high place, but he had no intention of arresting him immediately. There were people here, and if he took action, he would inevitably hurt someone.
Not long after, Chu Muhe approached the city gate, but he did not go out of the city gate. Instead, when he approached the city gate, he separated from the crowd and entered a narrow alley.
Chang An smiled coldly, and kept jumping up and down. As soon as he dodged, pedestrians on the road felt a gorgeous shadow suddenly pass by, and then disappeared into the alley.
Chang An continued to go deeper along the alley, and when he reached the corner, he saw that Chu Muhe had been waiting at the other end for a long time. The device in his hand that could shoot silver needles locked onto him coldly.
"Whoosh!"
When Chang An's figure just emerged from the corner, the device exuded cold murderous intent and suddenly cast several cold rays.
Chang An was just about to unfold the body-protecting Qi wall, but found that the rays of silver needles were wrong. He was shocked, and suddenly remembered the little assassin's black iron flying knife. The secret was not good, so he withdrew the body-protecting Qi wall, and quickly climbed up Climbing up the wall on one side of the alley, I dodged the cold rays of light at the critical moment.
Chu Muhe snorted coldly and retreated quickly. Chang An saw this and did not panic. He saw that his feet were firmly stuck to the wall as if there was suction, and he chased forward along the wall.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a flying knife hit Chang An's back from behind. Chang An suddenly looked back, spread his feet slightly, turned over, and landed on the ground, avoiding the flying knife.
"You're pretty good at hiding."
Behind him, there was a faint sarcasm from the little assassin.
In front of him, Chu Muhe looked at him coldly, and the two of them blocked him in the alley.
At this time, Chu Muhe stopped retreating and looked calm. He seemed to have deliberately led Chang An here.
One behind the other, there are two masters of hidden weapons, and Chang An uses a sword. In such a narrow alley, the sword cannot be used, but the hidden weapon can play its greatest role here. The smaller the space, the easier it is to hit the hidden weapon. .
People, people and land are all in their hands. Thinking of this, Chu Muhe felt more and more confident about winning. He crossed his arms and said proudly.
"Chang An, you can't blame us. If you hadn't sent someone to lead Fu Rushui back to Liangzhou and tell him the truth, we wouldn't have planned to kill him."
Chang An's eyes are cold
"In this way, he was kept in the dark and dealt with the court for you. In fact, I know even if you don't tell me. Fu Rushui went to Qingzhou not only to test Wang Huan, but more importantly, to get rid of Lao Zhou for you. But I don't understand. , why must Lao Zhou die?"
"You know, it's really too much."
Chang An looked at the sword in his hand and looked calm.
"You are alive until now because there are still many things I don't understand, but you don't seem to want to tell me."
The little assassin behind him laughs
"Hahahaha, then I want to see how you can kill us."
Three black iron flying knives came through the air, and in front of him, Chu Muhe's device also reloaded the flying needles.
Chang An looked up at the sky. It was noon at this time, and the scorching sun was in the sky. The sword of the Sword God was shining brightly under the scorching sun. The device in Chu Muhe's hand fired flying needles, but the next moment , but he felt a dazzling light that made him unable to open his eyes.
He could only watch faintly. A dazzling sword flower bloomed in the distance. The long sword in Chang An's hand thrust out at an incredible speed. The speed was so fast that it was dizzying. Afterimages of the long sword kept appearing in front of his eyes. , one sword has not been withdrawn but the other has already thrust out. Countless sword shadows bloom in the void. Under the scorching sun, they look like a green sunflower in full bloom facing the scorching sun!
"On the defensive, Qing Kui."
Chang An's cold voice came, and as soon as Chu Muhe's flying needles hit the shadow of Qingkui's sword, they all bounced out.
The three flying knives behind him were already a foot away. The sword shadow Qingkui suddenly stopped, and Chang An turned around beautifully. The long sword in his hand moved the three flying knives just right. The three flying knives were not completely castrated. , but was gently pushed by the sword of the sword god, and turned half a circle around Chang An. I saw that the long sword was surrounded by a faint zhenqi, but the three flying knives seemed to have been pushed by someone. He galloped away at a faster speed and shot straight towards the Chumu River!
Chu Muhe was reloading the flying needles, but unexpectedly a chill hit him. When he raised his head, the three flying knives hit him right between the eyebrows!
Chu Muhe's eyes were full of disbelief and he fell straight down without even having time to say a word.
"Owner!"
Behind him, the little assassin exclaimed, but he did not dare to stop any longer and quickly exited the alley.
Chang An turned back coldly and looked at the little assassin. He was about to chase after him, but suddenly a biting coldness hit his vest. He instinctively dodged away, and a sword ray pierced the place where he was standing. Chang An turned back abruptly, But he saw a black shadow flying away at a very fast speed. He tried to chase the little assassin again, but there was no trace of him.
Chang An looked at the black shadow that was flying away at a very fast speed, only to see the man holding Chu Muhe's body in his hands and still running away at an extremely fast speed. He looked embarrassed. The consequences of that sword strike just now would have been unimaginable if he hadn't possessed peerless movement skills.
"The owner of the twelfth floor?"
Chang An said calmly.
He stopped lingering and turned back to the inn.
Outside the Yuelai Inn, the state officers and soldiers had retreated, and everyone had left the inn one after another. Pingchuan stood outside the inn, talking to Zhuang Xiuyu.
"Say goodbye to your husband for me. It is my great honor to meet a young hero like your husband during this trip."
Zhuang Xiuyu cupped her hands carelessly.
"I will convey it to sir. Have a nice trip, Mr. Ping."
When Chang An returned to the inn, there were no guests in the inn. Only Zhao Xuanyuan was still waiting for him, with wet tears still on his face.
"Daxia Chang."
When Zhao Huanhuan saw Chang An return, the worry on his face instantly turned into a smile.
Chang An responded with a smile.
Zhao Huanhuan walked up to Chang An with some excitement. Seeing sweat on Chang An's forehead, he took out the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, stood on tiptoes, and Chang An wiped the sweat.
Then, she clapped her hands, and a boy came in holding an arrow box.
"Daxia Chang investigated the case for his father. This is the thank you gift promised by the City Lord's Mansion."
The boy slowly opened the box, and ten arrow feathers were neatly placed in the box. Each arrow glowed dark gray and exuded a cold aura.
Zhao slowly explained
"This is the secret treasure of the City Lord's Mansion. Ten heavy dark iron arrows. Each arrow weighs eight kilograms and seven taels. The arrowheads are made of dark iron fine gold. If someone with natural supernatural power can shoot an arrow, let alone a human. Even the thick city walls can be penetrated with one strike, but unfortunately, no one can use them so far."
Chang An's eyes shone as he gently picked up an arrow. He suddenly felt strenuous and frowned slightly.
"It's really heavy."
With that said, he handed the arrow to Zhuang Xiuyu. Seeing this, Zhuang Xiuyu stupidly reached out to catch it.
"Ouch."
Zhuang Xiuyu's face was ferocious. His hands dropped and he staggered under the weight of the heavy arrow.
Chang An smiled
"This is the test I give you. If one day you can retract and release these ten arrows freely, you will be qualified to become my right-hand man."
When Zhuang Xiuyu heard this, he suddenly raised his heart and raised the arrow above his head.
"Sir, I will definitely do it!"
Beside him, Zhao Huanhuan saw Zhuang Xiuyu's stubborn look and unconsciously covered his mouth and chuckled.
"Miss Zhao, it's time for us to leave."
Chang An suddenly looked at Zhao Manhua with a smile on his face.
Zhao Huanhuan's eyes dimmed, she looked at the embroidered handkerchief in her hand faintly, bit her lower lip, and after a long time, she sighed slightly.
"Master Chang, you must come back safely."
Chang An shook his head and chuckled.
"Will do."
He walked out of the inn without looking back.
"Xiaoyu, please carry that arrow box carefully for me."
Zhuang Xiuyu held the arrow box with difficulty and hurriedly followed.
"Sir, this is too heavy..."
