My nemesis is not right after rebirth

Play tricks with him?

Let's have a snack.

As early as when he heard the "subordinate" from above, Wei Heng became suspicious.

Those officers, soldiers, and jailers never called themselves these two words in front of their superiors. The only people who could blurt out the word "subordinates" were those who were recruited under the door and trained guards.

Wei Heng strode over, squatted halfway beside the jailer, felt his pulse, and after confirming his death, he pulled out the Autumn Night Sword neatly and held it in his hand, and carried it behind his back with a flip of his wrist.

He stretched out his right hand and lifted the man's chest robe, sliding his fingers from top to bottom, and stopped two inches below the left shoulder, as expected, he saw the unique black mandala logo.

Wei Heng understood in his heart that it really was Wei Yuan's secret guard.

After getting up and entering the dungeon, the dungeon was empty, only a flickering candle remained, illuminating the light with a faint light.

The iron lock of the cell where Yao Wantan was held was removed and fell to the ground.

Wei Heng immediately turned around and went outside, only to be surrounded by those dozen or so people who drew their swords.

At this time, those people are full of energy and radiant, where is the injured and weak look before?

Wei Heng smiled lightly, then moved with his sword in hand, moving his steps lightly.

His figure was as fast as lightning, and before the group of people had a chance to speak, he struck straight at their necks, their weak point exposed to the air.

They couldn't see Wei Heng's movements clearly, they could only see the black shadow shaking, and they came in front of these hidden guards within a few breaths.

The silver light flickered slightly as the sharp blade was unsheathed, which was the sound of the sword piercing into the flesh.

Wei Heng held the sword and stopped behind them, blood was dripping from the lacquered silver blade, drops of blood flowed down from the tip of the sword, mixed with the soil, exuding a faint bloody smell.

Wei Hengfang turned around, raised his eyelids and looked at those people indifferently, his pupils constricted slightly due to disbelief and panic, such an astonished expression was the last expression on this group of hidden guards.

"Out of control."

At this moment, Rong Zi led the people back and greeted Wei Heng.

"I have seen the prince."

"Let you guard Jizhou well, that's how you guard it."

Wei Heng's tone was flat and his face was tense, but Rong Zi heard the suppressed anger from it, and his heart sank.

Rong Zi knelt down on one knee without hesitation, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, with the tip of the sword facing down, pleading guilty.

"It's the subordinate's dereliction of duty, my son forgives me."

Rong Zi's kneeling seemed to have started, and he knelt down all at once. They were all the hidden guards of Lingwei guards who were ordered by Rong Chen to stay to guard Luzhou, and they all shouted the same words in unison.

Wei Heng looked at Rong Zi and the group of people who knelt down and pleaded guilty behind him, raised his eyes slightly, stared intently for a long time before speaking, his tone was still flat.

"Your lord is not me, please forgive me."

After finishing speaking, Wei Heng stepped away from this place and returned to the station.

Rong Zi, who stayed where he was, gave a wry smile, and understood what Wei Heng meant, he was waiting for Rong Chen to come back to deal with them.

On the outskirts of Jizhou City, the moonlight pours into the bamboo forest, and the rustling is the broken shadows of the ground.

Bamboo leaves rustled in the gust of wind, swaying to the ground in twos and threes.

At night, the black crow crows softly, and the sound is sharp and piercing.

Luo Cheng tugged at the reins, Ma Yang hoofed and hooted, and stopped in front of a group of hidden guards, staring at them, swept them one by one, and finally stopped on Yao Wantan.

Luo Cheng waved the long whip around his waist, and the whip passed over the crowd and wrapped it around Yao Wantan's waist, and with a light tug, the whip brought them out and threw them on the open space.

"Tell me, how much did you give away?"

Yao Wantan got up from the ground at this moment, ignoring the pain and the dust on his body, ran to Luo Cheng, wanting to ask for mercy.

Two stones were thrown out of another person's hand, and Yao Wanyi knelt on the spot with a trembling knee.

"What are you talking about? What are you running for?"

This voice was low and charming, like that enchanting fox monster, it was very pleasant to hear.

Luo Cheng only glanced at He Chu, silently warning.

He Chu looked away, only sneered, but because of being covered by a mask, everyone couldn't see his expression.