The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

"Just you?"

Rong Sheng stared at Ah Hei's ferocious face, and his eyes instantly became cold and terrifying.

She leaned her upper body back quickly, and the sharp blade just barely passed by the tip of her nose.

Then she found the right position and kicked Ah Hei hard with her left leg.

"Uh--"

Ah Hei groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Rong Sheng immediately jumped from the carriage, stretched out his right foot and stepped hard on Ah Hei's chest.

Ah Hei no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and he held his stomach and groaned in pain.

"Tell me now who sent you, maybe I can spare your life!" Rong Sheng shouted sternly.

"You're dreaming! I won't say anything!" Ah Hei said with blood spurting out of his mouth. He looked tough on the surface, but he was muttering in his heart. His master said that Princess Yong'an was terminally ill, but the man in front of him was clearly a martial artist. What went wrong?

Seeing Ah Hei's resistance, Rong Sheng smiled instead of getting angry: "Since you are so fearless, I will try to see how well the Cloud Wind Palm has recovered."

After she finished speaking, she slapped Ah Hei's face with her palm.

In just a moment, Ah Hei's head became a bloody mess, his whole body became limp, and he was no longer able to breathe.

Rong Sheng let out a long sigh upon seeing this, then relaxed and looked around.

At this moment, the carriage happened to stop at the edge of a cliff, surrounded by dense bushes.

Rong Sheng approached the cliff and looked down, thinking that it would take another hour to reach Luoxiang Mountain, so he had to get to the inn before dark.

After making up her mind, she threw Ah Hei's body straight off the cliff with an expressionless face.

Combined with recent events, she already knew who was behind this Ah Hei.

After thinking about it, she walked back to the carriage, lifted the curtain, and wanted to see how Liu Ling was doing.

Faced with the sudden assassination just now, Liu Ling fainted out of fright before she even saw Ah Hei's face.

She was still asleep at this time.

The little girl must be pretty frightened too, Rong Sheng thought to himself, and then he took out a tranquilizer pill from his arms and stuffed it into Liu Ling's mouth.

She must ride fast along the way, and the bumpy road will force Liu Ling to fall asleep first.

In the evening, the carriage finally arrived at the hot spring inn.

Liu Ling also woke up at this time, and staggered out of the carriage, only to see that Rong Sheng had already carried the luggage into the inn.

Looking at the peaceful scene before her, Liu Ling couldn't help but wonder in her heart, was everything that just happened just a dream?

I clearly saw a knife piercing through the curtain of the carriage, trying to kill the princess and myself.

Where did Ah Hei go again?

At this time, Rong Sheng saw Liu Ling coming over and said, "Are you feeling better? Quickly put these things in my room."

Liu Ling took the things from Rong Sheng's hand and asked, "Princess, who wanted to kill us just now? Where did that Ah Hei go?"

Rong Sheng's men froze for a moment, then began to talk nonsense: "Ah Hei fought desperately with the assassin to protect us, and in the end the two of them fell off the cliff, alas."

After saying this, she shook her head with pretended regret.

"It turns out Ah Hei was so brave!" Liu Ling felt both admiration and regret, "Princess, should we retrieve Ah Hei's body and bury him?"

"Ah?" Rong Sheng was really caught off guard by Liu Ling's suggestion. Thinking of how she had beaten Ah Hei beyond recognition, she said with embarrassment, "It's too dangerous for two weak women like us to go. Besides, the cliff is thousands of feet high. Ah Hei might have been smashed to pieces by now, and we may not be able to find him."

"Oh, that's right." Liu Ling replied disappointedly.

After a while, all the luggage was settled.

Rong Sheng couldn't wait to return to the room and began to give himself acupuncture to remove the poison.

During the fight just now, she rashly used the Cloud Wind Palm, and then she had to rush on her way without stopping, so now she is really a little overwhelmed.

She took out a pill to restore her strength from her purse, swallowed it in one gulp, and immediately felt much better in her heart.

Then he slowly lay down on the bed and began to recall what he had heard on Rong Dexin's roof.

Ming Wang was recuperating in Ningyuan Temple at this time. No matter whether Lu Song and the others would change their action plan because of him.

All I can do is lurk in the temple, try to find the Mingwang, and then protect him secretly.

Thinking of this, Rong Sheng did not dare to delay any longer. He took a few pills to enhance his strength and told Liu Ling to go to bed early and not to come and serve him.

After Liu Ling left, she changed into light men's clothes and applied some black paint she had prepared on her face to make herself look more like a man.

Finally, he climbed out of the back window of the inn, sneaked into the stable, picked a good horse, galloped through the woods, and arrived at the back door of Ningyuan Temple.

It was already late at night. Under the bright moonlight, Rong Sheng stared at the dilapidated back door of the temple in a daze.

The last time I came here was five years ago, when I was Shen Yun.

While recuperating in the hot spring inn, I visited Master Yuanqing to learn medical skills. Master Yuanqing was a kind-hearted person and explained things to me very patiently, from which I have benefited greatly to this day.

Now five years have passed, and I don’t know if the master is doing well.

Recovering his thoughts, Rong Sheng tied up the horse, and with great ease, he climbed over the high wall of the temple and came into the courtyard.

Under the cover of night, the inner courtyard of the temple was silent. Rong Sheng looked around and found that the overall layout of the temple's houses was not much different from five years ago. Rong Sheng remembered that Master Yuanqing, as the abbot of the temple, had his meditation room in the middle of the front yard. Perhaps Ming Wang also lived nearby.

Thinking of this, Rong Sheng used his Qinggong skills and jumped over one roof after another based on his memory. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the front yard.

She was about to search every room when she suddenly saw someone passing in the yard. She quickly lay down, then slightly stuck her head out and peeked at the person's every move through the gaps in the tiles.

I saw the man, who looked like a guard, walking towards a side hall with a tray full of men's clothes.

Could that be where the Ming King is?

Rong Sheng secretly congratulated himself that he had found it so easily.

Then he tiptoed off the roof, tiptoed to the back window of the side hall, and poked a small hole in the window paper.

Rong Sheng held his breath and peered into the house.

I saw a handsome man lying on the main couch in the room. His eyebrows were long and slender, and his nose was high. Maybe because of injuries, his skin, which was originally as white as jade, looked even paler. Coupled with the tough facial lines, he gave people a sense of alienated beauty.

Next to the man, a monk was holding a bowl of medicine and preparing to hand it to him.

When Rong Sheng saw the monk's back and clothes, his eyes moved slightly, and he thought that this must be Master Yuan Qing. Although the man looked like an adult, he could still recognize that he was Song Xuanlin.

Feeling the peace in the house, Rong Sheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

He inadvertently glanced at Master Yuanqing's hand holding the medicine bowl, and his eyes froze for a moment.

I saw a centipede-like birthmark on the master's wrist, which crawled along the back of his hand to the joint of his ring finger.

I seem to have seen this birthmark somewhere before?

Suddenly, Rong Sheng suddenly woke up. It was Lu Song!

I remember that the birthmark on Lu Song's hand is exactly the same as this one!

At this time, the medicine bowl had been handed to Song Xuanlin. Rong Sheng's eyes flashed when he saw this, and he quickly took out a dagger and shot it at the medicine bowl.

"Clang!"

The medicine bowl was knocked over by the dagger and fell to the ground and shattered.

The silence in the room was instantly broken, and "Master Yuanqing" jumped up in shock.

Although Song Xuanlin was not hurt at all by the dagger at this moment, when he saw the broken bowl on the ground, his handsome face suddenly became cloudy.

He covered his chest and suppressed a cough, shouting coldly: "Who is so bold as to attack me?"