Kill me if you can (25)

As soon as Murong Jin gave the order, the soldiers rushed towards the prince like crazy. Murong Wu was startled by the sudden appearance of the soldiers, and looked at the man in the black tent standing behind him in panic.

"Why are you panicking? With Qianji Pavilion behind you, as long as you deal with all these people, do you still need to worry about the aftermath?" The hoarse voice came from behind, which made Murong Wu calm down. Although he didn't expect Murong Jin to be alive, now that he has seen him today, don't even think about going back alive!

"As long as you kill these people, I will give you any wealth and glory you want in the future!" As the crown prince, Murong Wu knew that he had made a decision that could not be reversed, and he could only go down this path to the end. He quickly boosted the morale of the soldiers beside him, and with a knife in hand, he slashed fiercely at Murong Jin who was not far away.

But before he could even get close to the person, he was stopped firmly in his tracks by a flute.

Yun Sheng's cold eyes fell on the prince's face, and the other party was stunned, and then there was a look of fear in his eyes. Murong Wu had seen Yun Sheng's killing like a human killing weapon. The other party could kill a life with a single blow. He had no doubt that if he moved even a little, his neck would be separated from his body. He immediately stopped where he was and swallowed nervously.

"Whatever you want, I can give you as well as Murong Jin can. If you stand on the same line with me, I can guarantee that you will have endless glory and wealth in the future!"

As if to prove the feasibility of what he said, Murong Jin pointed his finger at the man in the hoodie behind him, "Qianji Pavilion, you must have heard of Qianji Pavilion, right? With your strength, you can definitely become the leader of Qianji Pavilion. As long as you let me go, I can let the current leader of Qianji Pavilion give up his position to you!"

Yun Sheng's movements paused for a moment when he heard the word Qianji Pavilion. Murong Wu thought that his conditions had impressed him, but unexpectedly a chill instantly approached his face.

"Oh, don't you know that I'm from Qianji Pavilion?"

Yun Sheng's faint voice echoed in Murong Wu's ears, and the next moment his hand tightly grasped the other's throat, "It's just a Qianji Pavilion, do you think I will be afraid of your threat?"

"Are you from Qianji Pavilion?" Murong Wu widened his eyes in disbelief. If he was really from Qianji Pavilion, why would he help Murong Jin's faction?

"Do you know that your Pavilion Master is right behind us now? If you see the situation clearly and deal with Murong Jin, maybe he can spare your life!" The prince threatened loudly, but his eyes involuntarily turned to the person behind him for help. Perhaps sensing his strong desire to survive, the old man in a black cape behind him finally walked slowly towards Yun Sheng.

A skinny hand slowly reached out to the brim of the hat and lowered it, revealing a thin and withered face underneath.

"Yun Sheng, don't stop yet."

A hoarse voice came out of the old man's mouth. He stared coldly at Yun Sheng, the person in front of him who was most likely to become the next master of Qianji Pavilion, and slowly forced a smile.

"Our real target is not His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but the Third Prince behind you," the old man smiled sinisterly, and continued, "Haven't you always wanted the position of the Pavilion Master of Qianji Pavilion? As long as you cooperate with us this time and complete the mission successfully, the position of the Pavilion Master of Qianji Pavilion will be given to you."

The old master of Qianji Pavilion never took Yun Sheng seriously. In his opinion, Yun Sheng was at best an obedient killing machine. As long as he said something, this person would do it. Naturally, he never considered that there would be a day when the other party would not listen to him.

Yun Sheng looked at him coldly, his whole body was filled with murderous aura, and he raised his lips like King Yan, saying viciously, "What if I don't want to?"

The man did not let go of the hand that was strangling the prince's neck, but tightened it even more, making the man's face turn red. If one of the assassins from Qianji Pavilion behind the old man had not attacked Yun Sheng's hand and made him loosen his grip a little, Murong Wu would have been strangled to death by Yun Sheng.

"Yun Sheng, what are you doing? Don't forget that you are still in Qianji Pavilion!" The old man looked at the disobedient chess piece with a cold gaze, "If you don't repent, I will take care of you too."

"That's what I want." Yun Sheng threw his subordinate Murong Wu to where Murong Jin was, and then slowly turned the flute to the old man, "It's time to settle the accounts between us."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Sheng and the old man were entangled in a fierce fight, and the other members of Qianji Pavilion brought by the old man looked at each other in bewilderment when they saw the old pavilion master and Yun Sheng fighting, as if they were wondering how two people from the same sect could have a dispute. However, Murong Jin would not give them a chance to relax. The moment the prince was thrown by Yun Sheng, he was detained by a group of generals. The remaining soldiers and assassins were leaderless and were soon surrounded by the army that rushed over.

Shen Tang was protected by the generals, so no assassin dared to attack her. However, Shen Tang never expected that after all the effort she had to go through to get to the palace, she would see Yun Sheng and the old chief of Qianji Pavilion fighting. Murong Jin caught a glimpse of her, but before she could step forward to help sprinkle the poison powder, Murong Jin asked the generals to protect her and take her into the old emperor's bedroom.

"Brother Mo, you are well versed in pharmacology, come and take a look at what is wrong with this medicine soup. Why hasn't our father woken up in several days?"

Murong Jin looked at the pale emperor lying on the hospital bed and paced anxiously beside him, wishing that Shen Tang could wake the emperor up immediately so that he could judge Murong Wu, who was tied up beside him.

It was obvious that the old emperor's serious illness was caused by the prince, but the prince was stubborn and refused to say where the medicine came from. He just stood there staring at Murong Jin. Shen Tang withdrew his gaze from Murong Wu, turned around, picked up the bowl on the old emperor's bedside and smelled it, his brows tightened a lot.

This medicine is probably mixed with different kinds of poisons. It is not easy to detoxify it. She does not have an antidote for this poison at the moment, but her cheap father may have it.

"My father may have a way, but I'm afraid they are still on their way," Shen Tang frowned and searched in his brocade bag. Finally, he took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Murong Jin. "This medicine can temporarily suppress the poison in your majesty's body, but to completely eliminate the poison, I'm afraid only my father can do it."

"Quick, let the emperor take this medicine first." Murong Jin took the medicine and hurriedly gave it to the emperor on the bed. Then Shen Tang left the palace to check on Yun Sheng. Her plan was to personally help Yun Sheng solve the problem of the master of Qianji Pavilion, but she didn't expect that the other party would come to her door directly.

The flute in Yun Sheng's hand quickly collided with the sword in the old man's hand, and their eyes were closely intertwined, but the cruelty in the old man's eyes deepened a little bit.

"I never thought that in just a few years you have improved your strength to this level. I underestimated you," the old pavilion master said, but his movements did not slow down at all. He turned his sword heavily, suddenly changing from defense to offense, and a smug smile appeared on his face. "It's a pity that your heart is no longer pure."

The old pavilion master's voice changed, and he immediately changed direction and rushed towards Shen Tang who had just stepped out of the palace gate.

"Do you think I haven't noticed your special feelings towards this Jiang family kid?" The old pavilion master sneered, "Why did I send people to assassinate the eldest son of the Jiang family in the northern suburbs in addition to you? It was to eliminate your weak spot! Now that things have come to this, I will help you eliminate this weak spot!"

"You dare!" Yun Sheng's heart was shocked, and his hand holding the bone needle tightened instantly. The next moment, countless bone needles pierced into the old man's body.

Shen Tang never thought that while these two were fighting, the old master of Qianji Pavilion would actually turn his attention to her. Is she so hateful?

"Yun Sheng," Shen Tang called the other person's name, staring at him. Her body was simply unable to dodge the attack from the master of Qianji Pavilion, whose strength was comparable to Yun Sheng's. She could only sprinkle out the only poison powder on her body.

Shen Tang calmly looked at the old man who was stabbing at her with a sword, and a smile suddenly appeared in her eyes. She thought that she might have found the opportunity to complete the task.

"puff--"

The old man looked at the young man who took the initiative to meet his sword in astonishment. The next moment, a cloud of powder floated into his nose. Realizing that it was poison powder, the old pavilion master was about to dodge the bone needle shot by Yun Sheng, but a hand grabbed the hem of his clothes while the poison powder paralyzed him.

"I've lived for so long, it's time to give up my position," blood slowly flowed from the corner of Shen Tang's mouth, but she looked at the old man indifferently as if she had no feelings at all, and her blood-stained hand slowly reached for the whistle at her waist.

Shen Tang slowly smiled at Yun Sheng who was running behind the old man, and tremblingly put the whistle to his lips.

As the whistle sounded, fine poisonous needles pierced deeply into the old man's neck.

The old man stared at her in disbelief, and staggered two steps after several bone needles pierced into his back. It seemed that he could never have imagined that he would be defeated by such a child.

"How...is it possible..." The old man covered his throat and took several steps back. His eyes turned red due to the poison. He staggered for a while and finally fell to the ground, looking in the direction of Shen Tang with his eyes open.

"Jiang Mo, Jiang Mo, what happened to you!" Yun Sheng looked at Shen Tang, whose body was stabbed with a sword, and directly ignored the old pavilion master who died beside him. He hurriedly helped her into the hall with both hands, "Wait, I will help you apply medicine right away, don't die, don't die in front of me again..."

Shen Tang looked at the panicked man in front of him and waved his hands helplessly, then tried hard to grab Yun Sheng's collar and pull him in front of him, "You won't die, I avoided the vital parts."

As she spoke, she smiled at him with great effort, blood still dripping from the corner of her lips. Yun Sheng was so scared that he wanted to hold her in his arms, but was afraid of hurting her.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong with you?"