Chapter 19 Arrows (Refined) The Suzaku Cult chapter has come to an end! ...
"Morality?" Lan Gen laughed, as if he had heard a very funny joke. "A moral person would not commit murder. You are just trying to excuse yourself."
Summer insects cannot talk about ice. (Note)
Wen Ying didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she increased the force, causing Jinque's waist to bend a little further.
Goldfinch gritted his teeth and said, "Stop chatting and help."
As soon as he finished speaking, three black darts flew straight towards Wen Ying's face!
The girl raised her leg and kicked at the side of the golden sparrow's waist, using the force to swing her body to the side and avoid the dart attack.
He pushed his arms on the ground, did a back flip, and landed lightly.
Jinque spat out a mouthful of blood in pain, staggered to the side a few steps and barely stabilized his body. He wiped the warm liquid from the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly:
"I heard that Li Ming is as strong as a monster. Today I finally got to see it for myself."
During the confrontation, he was able to dodge hidden weapons and even distract himself to kick out. His control over his body was at the pinnacle.
Wen Ying raised her eyes indifferently, her figure swayed slightly, and she turned into a beam of black light and rushed straight towards Lan Gen.
"No matter how strong you are, you will be defeated here."
Lan Gen twisted his fingertips and conjured up several hidden weapons, darts, which he then flew towards Wen Ying's vital points with a flip of his wrist.
A silver light flashed, and the girl knocked the dart down, but then suddenly opened her eyes wide.
A silver needle took advantage of the trajectory of the dart to avoid detection and was now right in front of her.
Wen Ying could even see the water stains on the sharp edge. It was venom!
At the same time, a black shadow flashed behind Wen Ying, bent over, and slashed at the girl's waist with the mandarin duck axe in his hand.
Wen Ying turned her head away at the critical moment, and the silver needle almost brushed the corner of her eye, leaving a shallow scar, and crystal clear blood instantly oozed out.
The Mandarin Duck Yue had already touched her side. Wen Ying gritted her teeth and gripped the long sword in reverse, resisting the fish tail of the Mandarin Duck Yue to the limit. Following the force of the golden sparrow, she slid forward two steps, leaving a deep rut on the ground.
The fatal move only resulted in minor injuries!
Jinque was shocked, alarm bells rang in his mind, and he leaned back instinctively, just in time to avoid the knife that was heading for his neck.
The moment I realized I was alive, the first thing I thought of was to fight back.
Wen Ying didn't hesitate for a moment. It was a subconscious reaction developed from countless life-and-death situations.
There is no doubt that Wen Ying is used to fighting to the death.
"Tsk." Wen Ying clicked her tongue, looking extremely dissatisfied, "Don't hide."
If you don't hide, you will die, sister!
Jinque really wanted to say this, but before he could open his mouth, he was faced with the girl's cold blade and could only block it.
Damn it, it was Wen Ying who was being besieged, but why was he the one who felt the oppression?
Lan Gen is not good at frontal combat, he is good at assassination, so he is responsible for the task of coordinating with the higher-ups and hides behind the scenes.
The one who is best at frontal combat is Hongsuo, but she was blinded by anger and broke into the enemy camp alone. Her life or death is now unknown.
Therefore, Lan Gen had made a fatal move from the very beginning. He smeared a poison on the silver needle that was almost lethal upon contact. He thought that the outcome would be decided by stabbing Wen Ying.
Who would have thought that this woman could suppress Golden Sparrow even with the deadly poison?
Lan Gen ran in a hurry and did not carry many hidden weapons with him.
Seeing that Jinque was gradually losing the fight, he had no choice but to take out his last five darts and throw them at Wen Ying.
Wen Ying seemed to be prepared. She tilted her eyes slightly with a cold light and easily distanced herself from Jinque.
The dart shot away at high speed and disappeared without a trace.
Lan Gen's heart sank. When he realized that he was almost useless here and was about to find a chance to leave -
"Old man, the fight isn't over yet, where are you going?"
Along with a smiling voice, Wen Ying shook the five darts between her fingers, chuckled, raised her eyebrows, turned her wrist, and returned them all to him!
Lan Gen's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he used his internal energy to flash to the side. Five darts pierced directly into the tree behind him, but he felt horrified.
A silver needle hidden in the trajectory of the dart was already in front of Lan Gen.
Lan Gen had used this extremely familiar move many times, but this was the first time someone was able to perfectly replicate it after seeing it once and apply it on him.
It’s also the last time.
The silver needle pierced the old man's eyeball, and blood spurted out instantly, dyeing the moonlit ground red.
Jinque was stunned by this scene for a moment, and the next moment the silver-white knife light was already approaching his face.
"Don't be my enemy in your next life."
Then, the headless body fell to the ground.
Wen Ying turned around and looked at Lan Gen, who was covering his eyes and staring at her silently, with bright red blood flowing out from between his fingers.
"What do you want?" Lan Gen looked at Wen Ying who was walking slowly towards him. Knowing that she wanted something, he did not kill him immediately.
As expected, the girl half-knelt down and took out a glass bottle filled with golden liquid from her bosom: "The silver needle is soaked in poison, but the 'blood thorn' can cure all diseases and detoxify all poisons. If you drink it now, you can remove your eyeball and save your life."
"I just want to know who 'that adult' is."
As he said, Lan Gen and "that adult" were only related by interest, and now was the best time to betray him.
Lan Gen opened his mouth and uttered a syllable: "Each——"
With a "whoosh", the arrow pierced the night sky and instantly pierced his throat.
Wen Ying turned around instantly and cast her gaze towards the direction from which the arrow came, but she only managed to catch a glimpse of a dark corner of clothing.
At this distance, if he wants to escape, it will be impossible to catch up.
Wen Ying looked at Lan Gen who was already lifeless, sighed lightly, and decided to search his body for the antidote first.
Although blood thorns can cure all kinds of poisons, they will overdraw life and destroy sanity.
People who are poisoned will carry an antidote with them to prevent the poison from backlashing. It is better to find the antidote.
Suddenly, Wen Ying thought of something, pulled out the arrow stuck in the old man's neck, and looked at it carefully in the moonlight.
The pitch-black arrowhead glowed light blue under the cold light, and the edges of the tail feathers faintly revealed a silver luster.
It may seem ordinary, but as the daughter of the General of the Cavalry, Wen Ying clearly knows that—
These are the arrows in the military camp.
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Yan Jing gently blew away the smoke from the hot tea and took a sip. His elegant posture showed that time was peaceful and tranquil.
Suddenly he heard the sound of two objects falling to the ground, and he glanced sideways at Wen Ying.
The girl was hidden in the darkness, and her face could not be seen clearly. After throwing the heads of the old man and the child to him, she said, "I will come to collect my reward at the hour of Si in three days."
Then the breath disappeared.
Three days?
Yan Jing knew that the rule for Dawn was usually the next day, and it seemed that there was an unexpected incident in this mission.
"Sir." Huang Ben bowed and saluted. "All the believers have been arrested, including Bu Xingde, the mastermind."
"Chu Yang"'s words and deeds over the past few days have brought most of the believers back on the right track.
The remaining faithful believers witnessed the opening of the platform mechanism, the ugly appearance and death of their leader, and realized that their faith was nothing but a clown.
He has done his best.
Yan Jing lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman on the ground. The pool of blood blended in with the color of her favorite clothes.
"The believers will be detained first and released in batches after questioning." Yan Jing placed the tea on a tray beside him and said softly:
"Arrange your troops and return to camp."
Countless pairs of eyes that were secretly peeping closed, returning the night to silence and peace.
In order not to attract attention, Wen Ying deliberately took a long detour to return to the mansion. The moment she entered the house quietly, she hurriedly called Chun Tao and asked her to help her cover the scar at the corner of her eye.
"Miss, the eye cannot be completely disguised. Your injury is very delicate. After you cover it up, remember not to let others look at this eye closely." Chun Tao instructed worriedly, feeling distressed about the bruises around the bloodstain.
"I know, I know." Wen Ying still felt some pain from having her wound touched, and she was grimacing at the moment.
Yan Jing had been busy all night, how could he have time to come to see her in the middle of the night? Then she would find some excuses to get away with it, and when her injury healed, she would...
“Boom boom boom.”
Three knocks on the door shattered Wen Ying's sweet dream.
Oh my God, why did he always sneak into her room at night so coincidentally and so inappropriately?
She asked?
Although she was complaining in her heart, Wen Ying still resigned herself to her fate by putting on a smile and went to open the door for Yan Jing.
The crescent moon was hanging high in the sky. Young Master Wen Run looked at Wen Ying with a smile and whispered, "Did you disturb Miss Liu's rest?"
Of course I'm sorry to bother you. Guess what time it is now? Although she just came back from outside, Miss Ordinary has already fallen asleep at this time.
"My Lord, if you are willing to come and see me, it is not considered a bother at any time." Wen Ying shook her head gently, her almond eyes shining, as if carrying the feelings of countless young girls, "What I fear most is that my Lord will forget me."
"I've been busy with official duties these days and haven't had time to talk to you." Yan Jing smiled gently, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Liming delayed the date of receiving the payment. Was it because he was injured? Then Liu Qingruoruo was also injured...
"Miss, please don't blame me."
As he spoke, Yan Jing extended his hand to Wen Ying and took a step forward, and the distance between them suddenly shortened.
Oh no, this distance will reveal the flaw.
The girl took the man's hand, placed it on her cheek, rubbed it gently, and said with a wink: "How could I blame you, sir?"
She uses a man's hand to cover the scar at the corner of her eye. Where in the world can you find a woman as smart as her?
Yan Jing's heart suddenly ached because of the smoothness of the girl's cheek. The dark current in his eyes surged, wrapping around the girl's proud eyebrows like a substance.
Want more…
Seeing Yan Jing didn't say anything, Wen Ying blinked in confusion: "Sir? What's the matter with you coming to see me tonight?"
Yan Jing regained his sanity, coughed lightly, and pulled his hand back, returning to his usual noble and gentle appearance, and smiled faintly, "Didn't Miss want to make friends with people in the capital before?"
"Tomorrow, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will host a plum blossom and tea party. Miss, are you interested in accompanying me?"
Go, of course! But...
"Crown Prince?" Wen Ying exclaimed, covering her lips with her hands, and opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "With my status, can I also meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
The daughters of wealthy merchants are also from the lower class. How can they meet the prince?
"Nothing." Yan Jing smiled, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has granted permission for each minister to bring a female companion with him."
"I wonder if I have the honor?"
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