Chapter 186

Wang Yizhi is waiting for someone, and the person he is waiting for is here at the moment.

A group of seven people came from afar. They were walking in the cold silk rain. The rain wet their clothes, hair and sharp sword.

The seven people came to Wang Yizhi and stopped in a semi encircled posture. They stood at random in the front three and the back four, with ten times more wind and frost fatigue than Wang Yizhi.

Wang Yizhi is still sitting. He raises his eyes and smiles a little. Even in such a desolate and simple place, when he smiles, he still looks like a house full of gold and jade. The calm demeanor at the end of his brows and the corners of his eyes is very noble,

Seeing Wang Yizhi's appearance, all seven of them are stunned. They have met some dignitaries, but none of them is like Wang Yizhi. Even in the rubble, they are still like precious pearls and jade.

At the end of life and death, he never changes his face.

"I'm a little tired." Wang Yi's way, "from the Southern Song Dynasty to the Northern Wei Dynasty, you forced more and more. I didn't want to hurt people, but now I have to do it occasionally." His elegant words were out of place with Xiao Sha's breath. Even though he made a declaration to hurt people, no one could raise his guard.

Before his words fell, an assassin felt a flower in front of him and a chill in his neck. In his final vision, Wang Yizhi's peaceful eyes.

When did he come?

When he fell, the assassin was still thinking.

At the moment when the assassin fell, Wang Yizhi put aside the half of the sword in hand, followed the trend of the first Assassin's fall, and easily picked up the long sword in his hand. The half of the sword was picked up by him. If it could be replaced, he would not be polite.

Taking off the sword, Wang Yizhi showed another casual smile. Step obliquely and pass the sword to the second assassin on the right side. Even though he is extremely fierce, his action is still with the grace of natural noble childe, as if he just broke off a fresh willow branch and gave it to others.

It is to wipe lightly on the neck again, then in the other party's astonished and unbelievable eyes, solve the second enemy.

When it's the third person's turn, the other party finally reacts. In time to avoid the key, only in the shoulder left a bloodstain, Wang Yizhi smile, some regret, backhand toward the fourth person to stab.

Seven people how can not expect, this noble childe general character suddenly turned into a murderer, in a twinkling of an eye they turned away two people, they chased from the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty into the Northern Wei Dynasty, Wang Yizhi all just constantly detour, try to avoid confrontation with them. But unexpectedly, suddenly at this time backhand, and, his swordsmanship is still so brilliant.

The cold rain has been dense. Sprinkled on the roof, trickling down the eaves, heavy and heavy desolation and cold accompanied by water vapor rolled over the earth, Wang Yizhi's face was also covered with a layer of rain at this time, his hair was all wet, a few strands of hair clinging to his cheek, set off his eyebrows more and more beautiful.

There were several wounds on his body, from which blood seeped. Soaked clothes, and was diluted by rain light, as if the body was dyed a few water red.

Wang Yizhi sighed and drew the sword out of his predecessor's neck. He watched him fall slowly and become the seventh corpse lying on the ground.

Some strange smile, Wang Yizhi put away the sword, turned to the earth house behind him. Before he got to the door, the broken and decadent wooden door opened with a creak. The man standing at the door was mottled with blood. He could hardly see that the robe was white, and his eyebrows were a little bright red. The top of the head is slightly black, and the hair grows out less than one point.

Wang Yizhi said with a smile to the monk, "it's quiet. What's going on? Your injury is not good, you'd better have more rest

His eyes swept over Wang Yizhi's body, then over the corpse behind him. His eyes swept over the pain of compassion. He closed his hands and said, "in order to save me, it's really his sin to dye his hands with blood and damage himself."

Wang Yizhi pulls him into the room with a smile and doesn't let him see the bodies in the rain any more.

The reason why he was seriously injured and hunted down by others was all because of his instructions. If we really want to investigate his guilt, the original origin should be attributed to him.

A while ago, he found something strange and wanted to give Chu Yu a warning. But he was ready to leave at that time, so he entrusted this matter to Jing ran by the way. Unexpectedly, there was a change in the middle of the way, which implicated Jing ran.

However, a group of people have been following him. They find him who is staying in Jiangling and plan to kill him.

Although Wang Yizhi learned swordsmanship when he was young, he didn't like to fight with others. He was bored by assassins, so he wanted to avoid them. Just as he was planning to travel to the Northern Wei Dynasty, he entered the territory of the Northern Wei Dynasty with solitude. However, unexpectedly, after entering the Northern Wei Dynasty, the original assassination turned into Mingsha, and the other side seemed to let go of all scruples, forcing him to take it seriously.

He plans to take him to a friend's home in the Northern Wei Dynasty to help him recover. It's always bad to bring a group of assassins to his home and bring harm to his friends.

I can't say. It's killing people.

Here tonight is the place where he specially prepared to die.

Seeing Wang Yizhi's thoughtful look, he feels even more guilty. He knows Wang Yizhi. Although he was born in a noble family, Wang Yizhi never had a human life on his hands. Today, he broke the precepts for him.

Noticing the eyes of solitude, Wang Yizhi knew what he was feeling guilty after a little thought. He helped solitude lie on the earth Kang in the house and said with a smile, "kill and kill. It's because of me. If I kill someone, I'm not Wang Yizhi."

Lonely injury has been lingering, forced to prop up is not easy, see Wang Yi's expression light, also finally put down the heart, and sleep in the past.

Smiling and waiting for a quiet sleep, Wang Yizhi turned his head and looked at the wall, toward the direction where Jiankang was, as if he could see through the remote place of the wall: "princess, you should be aware of my book, too?"

He is not in a hurry to return to Jiankang to send a warning to Chu Yu. The message left before is enough for Chu Yu. What's more, Wang Yizhi still has some confidence in Chu Yu.

It's just

"Northern Wei, Northern Wei..." Wang Yizhi murmured twice, Qingjun long eyebrow slightly raised.

After entering the Northern Wei Dynasty, these assassins were more reckless. Does this mean that they were originally from the Northern Wei Dynasty? What does Rong Zhi have to do with the Northern Wei Dynasty?

"Rong Zhi..."

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"Sister..." the chilly chill went deep into the room surrounded by warmth, which made Liu ziye curl up and shrink into the quilt.

His brows were locked, and even in his dreams, he showed a restless look of pain.

Turning over, the cruel and tyrannical young emperor murmured in his dream: "sister... Don't blame me..."