Zhenwu Tianxia: Summon Yuwen Chengdu at the beginning

Holding the long sword in her hand, Jing Wuying drew back to avoid Yuwen Chengdu's golden phoenix wings, her expression became more and more dignified.

"The information provided by Xueyi Building is inaccurate! This Yuwen Chengdu is not an eighth-rank warrior at all, but a ninth-rank warrior!"

At this moment, he felt a little bit like scolding his mother.

As an assassin, even if he is a ninth-rank martial artist, he will still be very cautious every time he performs a mission.

He came to the capital city a few days ago. In order to complete the task perfectly, he has been watching Qin Wei's whereabouts these days, observing the guards around Qin Wei, and combined with the information provided by the Bloody Clothes Building, he made a plan. planned the assassination.

His plan was perfect, let Ying Wujing attract everyone's attention first, and then take advantage of his unpreparedness to kill him with one blow.

However, there were still flaws in the result.

He didn't expect that Yu Wencheng would block his sword, and he didn't expect that Yu Wencheng was actually a ninth-rank warrior.

Assassination mission!

One careless move and everything is lost!

Just because of Yu Wencheng's omission, he knew that this mission had completely failed.

"The wind is screaming!"

Jing Wuying retreated again and again, roared, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Standing on the cornice, Ying Wuzong's expression changed slightly.

"Master, you go first, I will stop them!"

When Jing Wuying heard this, the fleeing figure suddenly paused.

"As expected of my good apprentice, he is really reliable at critical times!"

"But who do you think you are as a teacher? Are you the kind of person who abandons your disciples as a teacher?"

Thinking to himself, he turned his head and looked behind.

Just as he was about to go to rescue his good apprentice, he saw the figure running away quickly in the setting sun.

"The thief goes away!"

The moment he paused, the golden wings of the phoenix wings were slammed down.

Jing Wuying's face froze, and the long sword in his hand was raised above his head, trying to block the gold-plated phoenix wings under the cover.

clang~~

Under Yuwen Chengdu's violence, Jing Wuying fell from the air like a cannonball.

"Shadowless, you villain!"

Between the bricks and rubble, dust rose, and Jing Wuying roared angrily.

"Master, take care, I will come back to save you!"

The shadow in the distance shouted without looking back.

When Jing Wuying heard the words, he was so angry!

If Ying Wujing was in front of him at this time, he would definitely hack Ying Wujing to death with a single sword.

It's a pity that he just rushed out of the smoke and dust, and Yuwen Chengdu's phoenix wings covered him again.

Jing Wuying's eyes were dazzled and his ears were ringing, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

When he came back to his senses, the golden blade was already in front of his neck.

He looked up at the burly Yu Wencheng, his old face turned extremely pale.

This time he was completely screwed!

Yu Wencheng is not just a ninth-rank warrior, but his strength is far superior to him.

But after a few moves, he was already defeated.

He bowed his head helplessly and said: "If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want!"

Yu Wencheng's face was icy cold, and he waved the golden phoenix wings in his hand, knocking him unconscious.

"Your Highness!"

"Bring it back to Zhen Wusi!" Qin Wei glanced at the unconscious Jing Wuying, and said in a low voice.

On the street, the chill atmosphere gradually dissipated.

Qin Wei returned to Zhenwusi again under the escort of Yuwen Chengdu and his guards.

Chapter 33 Good Monks Don’t Kill People

Qin Wei sat in the retreat hall, his eyes lowered.

After a long time, Li Ru walked into the retreat hall.

"His Royal Highness, the identity of the assassin has been found."

"What's the origin?" Qin Wei asked.

"The remnant sword has no shadow, and the stabbing soul has no trace. These two are well-known killers on the dark list of Xueyilou." Li Ru said.

Both Jing Wuying and Ying Wuzong are well-known killers on the dark list of Xueyi Building, Zhenwu Division has all the information of Huangcheng Division about the folk warrior forces, so it is a piece of cake to find out their identities.

Qin Wei crossed his hands in front of his chest, and there was a little bit of cold light in his eyes.

"Are they here for the bounty of the hidden list?"

Li Ru said solemnly, "Probably not."

"In recent years, Jing Wuying and Ying Wujing have been active in the border of Yuezhou."

Qin Wei narrowed his eyes.

He understood what Li Ru meant.

Yuezhou is three thousand miles away from Kyoto, if these two people set off for Kyoto after receiving a reward from the black list, they would never have arrived in Kyoto so soon.

To put it simply, they were already on their way to Kyoto before the secret reward mission was released.

It's not for the secret list to offer a reward, it's because they have already received the task assigned by others.

For a long-established killer like Jing Wuying, the way of accepting missions is definitely not just the dark list of the blood clothes building.

Then who gave them the mission to come all the way to the capital to assassinate Qin Wei?

Did the person who gave them the task just poison and kill the former person?

"Mr. Zhuge!"

"The next official is here!" Zhuge Zhengwo replied.

"I will leave this matter to you, and we must find out who is behind the scenes!" Qin Wei said in a deep voice.

A poisoning, an assassination, the person behind the scenes actually wanted him to die so much, Qin Wei was very curious about who this person was.

"I obey orders!" Zhuge Zhengwo replied.

The news of Qin Wei's assassination spread quickly in Kyoto, but most people or forces were not surprised by it.

After all, there is a reward on the hidden list in Xueyilou, so it is only natural that Qin Wei will be assassinated.

Perhaps many people are already gloating, expecting Qin Wei to be killed by the assassin.

In Prince An's Mansion.

While Qin Changan was eating, he received the news that Qin Wei had been assassinated.

"Are you dead?"

He raised his head and asked the guard who came to report calmly.

"His Royal Highness, everything is fine, and an assassin was caught and brought back to Zhenwusi." The guard knelt on the ground and replied.

"Pity!"

Qin Changan shook his head slightly and said.

For Qin Wei, his nephew, Qin Changan has very complicated feelings.

In the past, Qin Wei was just a transparent person among the royal family, no one would pay attention to him, and Qin Changan naturally would not care about him either.

But now that Qin Wei is in control of Zhenwu Division, seeing that Zhenwu Division is getting stronger and stronger, Qin Changan can no longer ignore Qin Wei's existence.

Especially before Qin Wei knew that behind the Fenxiang Pavilion was Prince An's Mansion, but he still attacked the Fenxiang Pavilion, which made him feel very dissatisfied with Qin Wei.

"How did you prepare for what you were asked to do?" Qin Changan asked.

"Go back to the prince, everything has been arranged!" The guard responded.

"Then let's get started."

"He gave me a great gift, and I will return it no matter what."

Qin Changan said lightly.

"Here!"

Qin Changan waved his hand, and the guard bowed and retreated in response.

midnight.

Zhen Wusi prison.

The ground was damp and dirty, and the air smelled of rot and blood.

Zhuge Zheng and I were sitting in a cell, looking at a volume of books with a peaceful face.

A cross-shaped shackle was erected in the cell, and Jing Wuying was chained to the cross by piercing the lute bone.

Jing Wuying woke up!

"I'm not dead!"

He opened his eyes, and the pain from his body made him tremble, and his drowsy consciousness immediately became much clearer.

He raised his head to look at the crowd in front of him, and finally locked his eyes on Zhuge Zhengwo who was wearing a white robe.

"This is Zhen Wusi?" He actually had the heart to ask.

Zhugezheng put down the book, said with a faint smile, "That's right, this is Zhenwusi."

"These behind me are the Prisoners of the Ministry of Punishment."

Prison Cheng is in charge of prison litigation, in charge of prisoners, and is also in charge of torture.

And the Prison Officers of the Ministry of Punishment are all masters of torture, and they use all kinds of torture with their hearts.

Jing Wuying looked at those prison officials, his pale face turned extremely gloomy.

"It's up to you to kill or cut!"

He lowered his head and said sadly.

As an assassin, falling into such a fate was something he had long expected.

From the day he became an assassin, he knew that sooner or later he would become a prisoner and be tortured.

"Don't you think it's a pity?" Zhuge Zhengwo asked.

"What a pity?" Jing Wuying asked.

"Everything is possible when a person is alive. You are already a ninth-rank martial artist, and you are very likely to become an innate in the future!"

"Now you are only over 60 years old, even if you can't become a congenital, you can live another 30 to [-] years. If you can become a congenital warrior, you have nearly a hundred years to live!"

Zhuge Zheng and I said unhurriedly.

"People in the Jianghu will die sooner or later! The old man has lived happily for most of his life, and his life is enough." Jing Wuying sneered.

He is a well-tested old Jianghu, and he can't change his mind with just a few words.

"It stands to reason that if you assassinate His Highness, you should be cut into pieces."

"However, as long as you tell the mastermind behind the scenes and join Zhenwu Division, I can help you intercede with His Highness and save your life."

Zhuge is right.

"Impossible!" Jing Wuying said.