Chapter 262: The plan is complete, anger and pain
At the beginning, the fight was very close.
But these assassins should have undergone special anti-drug training, and Sanchuan Shihai has gradually fallen behind.
Just now, the leader was about to attack Wei Ting from behind.
Instead, the hidden weapon pierced into the gap between his left shoulder blades, causing him to groan in pain.
Wei Ting clapped his hands and said with emotion: "As expected of Xijin's assassin, he likes to play dirty. What a pity, I have seen dirtier ones."
Yuwen Tianqing said: "I have heard about how difficult General Zhenbei is. Since you want her, you can take her away. I have someone else as my target."
Wei Ting asked doubtfully, "What is the Fourth Prince using to negotiate with me? Just these few people?"
Yuwen Tianqing said: "Even if there are only these few, you may not have a chance of winning."
The two secret guards were covered in wounds and couldn't hold on for long.
Wei Ting's smile grew wider.
"Do you think I'm the only one here? If you dare to come to Beili's palace, none of you will be able to leave today."
Hearing this, the gray in Yuwen Tianqing's eyes deepened. Realizing that something was wrong, he broke the window with a palm and found that the yard was full of black-clad guards standing outside.
Ji Qingwu looked over and saw that all the people wearing these clothes belonged to the Imperial City Bureau.
Why was Wei Ting able to draw personnel from the Imperial City Bureau?
Duan Mingfeng's loyalty to the emperor is beyond doubt, and there is only one answer.
There was a dark light in Ji Qingwu's eyes. The discord between Emperor Wu Su and Wei Ting was just a disguise.
The next moment, Yuwen Tianqing slashed towards Ji Qingwu, wanting to take her hostage.
Wei Ting was about to confront Yuwen Tianqing.
"Don't touch his hand."
After Ji Qingwu finished speaking, he decisively stabbed out with his sword.
Her arms were still weak and were shaken by the palm wind, so the tip of the sword only scratched Yuwen Tianqing's hand.
Just now, while Yuwen Tianqing was looking outside, she had picked up the sword that had been knocked to the ground by Wei Ting, and hid it behind her back with her hands behind her back.
Yuwen Tianqing's hand was dripping with blood, but it was not ordinary red blood. Instead, it was shining with colorful light like his sword.
Wei Ting also took a breath of cold air at this strange and enchanting scene.
Ji Qingwu reminded: "His sword and his blood are both poisonous, be careful."
At this moment, a few short and loud eagle calls suddenly came from the eaves.
The blue in Yuwen Tianqing's eyes spread and he licked the blood on the back of his hand.
He said in ecstasy: "The plan has been accomplished! The Emperor of Beili is no better than this!"
After Yu Wen Tianqing finished speaking, he no longer cared about the five remaining accomplices in the room and jumped out of the window.
Ji Qingwu's face suddenly turned pale and her hands trembled uncontrollably.
Wei Ting couldn't leave Ji Qingwu's side. He remained calm and gave orders to the people outside.
"Surround and capture the Xijin assassin alive!"
Three teams went to chase Yuwen Tianqing, and a team of black-clad guards entered the study, tied up the remaining assassins with ropes, controlled their hands and feet, and threw them to the ground.
Sanchuan and Sihai were already covered in wounds. They knelt on the ground, gasping for breath. Their eyes flickered when they heard Yuwen Tianqing's words.
Si Hai's cheek muscles tensed and trembled as he said, "The secret guards around the master cut off contact with us before. Could it be true that..."
Sanchuan slammed the ground hard with his fist.
Ji Qingwu was silent for a long time before he raised his head and asked with empty eyes, "What does he mean by 'the grand plan has been accomplished'?"
Wei Ting's face was not good either, and he said, "Maybe he just wanted to deceive you and me in order to escape."
The leader's mask had been removed. He was the person who had accompanied Yu Wen Tianqing when he accidentally broke into the clinic.
He laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! If it can save the life of the old Emperor of Beili, our death is worth it! Let's go to hell together!"
Ji Qingwu woke up from his daze, took the flying knife from Wei Ting's hand, knelt down and grabbed his collar.
Without giving him a chance to speak, he thrust his hand firmly straight into the assassin's trachea.
The leader's throat could only make a hissing sound.
Every breath he took was difficult, painful and long, but he had to gasp for life.
Ji Qingwu looked at his dying struggle and said coldly: "How can your life be worth his life? Stop dreaming."
Sanchuan and Sihai have been with her for a long time and have never seen her so cruel. They were so shocked that they were speechless.
Wei Ting looked at her kneeling posture. The hand holding the flying knife was bloodless, white and almost transparent, with blue veins bulging.
It looks like extreme anger and pain.
Ji Qingwu rushed out of the house and grabbed a guard.
"Bring me a horse, the fastest one."
Wei Ting followed her, stretched out his arm to stop her, held her hand tightly, frowned and said: "Qingwu, calm down first, don't be impulsive."
Ji Qingwu looked in the direction of the door and said anxiously, "Go find a fast horse!"
Wei Ting said in a deep voice: "I have already sent someone there, and the news will be back soon. It may be dangerous for you to go there now."
Ji Qingwu turned her head and looked at the person holding her hand, with red bloodshot eyes.
With a snap!
She slapped him mercilessly, and Wei Ting's head was knocked to the side.
Ji Qingwu said coldly: "Since you won't help me find a horse, don't stop me!"
She was about to walk out of the hall when someone suddenly grabbed her leg.
"Don't go." The voice was childish but firm.
Yuan Heng has already crawled out of the bookcase.
Ji Qingwu lowered his head and saw that it was him. He looked at his eyebrows and eyes which were particularly similar to those of the emperor.
Her tears fell from her eyes and hit Yuan Heng's face.
"I have to go. He's in danger right now. Maybe he needs me."
Yuan Heng's eyes were also red.
"The place where my father is is very dangerous. We don't know what the situation is now, but I know that he definitely doesn't want you to be in danger."
When Emperor Wu Su left the palace, she did not have time to see him.
Just now, Xijin the bandit said that his plan was complete, which means that his current situation is very bad...
She had to see him.
Ji Qingwu wiped away her tears and pushed away the little guy's hand that was pulling at her skirt.
Two guards in black hurried to Wei Ting.
"General, there is a secret letter from outside the palace."
Hearing the voice, Ji Qingwu turned his head and stared at the note in Wei Ting's hand as if he was looking at a life-saving piece of wood.
She stepped forward, regardless of any rules or etiquette, snatched it away, and looked at it carefully.
There are not many words above, only a few.
Ji Qingwu's fingertips moved across the paper word by word. Her heart ached and her breathing became difficult.
[The emperor was assassinated and in danger of death, and is on his way home]
Wei Ting was no less frightened than anyone else.
But he is a well-trained general, and facing a chaotic situation, his true nature is to remain calm and fearless.
He asked, "How long will it take for the emperor's carriage to return to the palace?"
The guard replied: "It will take another hour."
Wei Ting paced by the door and said in a deep voice: "Stop the news. The fewer people who know about it, the better."
When he had finished giving all the instructions he could think of, he looked up and found that Ji Qingwu had disappeared.
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