[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Journey to the Homeland

Time flies, and it is the winter solstice of the year, and it is exactly a whole year since the day of the shocking change in the Fengyu Tower.

This winter solstice is quite cold, but it is dry and cold. There is no wind and no snow, only the chilly air, which makes people's skin red.There was a heavy snowfall three days ago, and most of the snow was cleared away, exposing the road surface for vehicles, horses and pedestrians.If you stand on the street and look around, you can still see the white snow piled up on the roof.

The "Escort King" Wang Chuangkui stood outside the two majestic and red-painted gates, and took a look at the blazing red, as well as the black eaves and the snow-white color above the eaves.The three colors of red, black and white collided with each other, savagely grabbing his attention, which has a shocking feeling.

He looked at it for a long time, feeling depressed for no reason, even the Shu brocade robe he was wearing seemed not so comfortable anymore.

This is the famous "Yuan Shen Mansion" in the capital.Today, the emperor issued an imperial decree to confer Yuan Thirteen Xian and give him an official title, so there was an endless stream of guests who came to congratulate him.Among these guests, most of them were warriors from the rivers and lakes, and there were also some court officials, especially the military officers, who were very attentive and had a large number of people.

For Yuan Thirteen Limited, this is a great joy.For Wang Chuangkui, it is a mixed blessing.

Because he knows the "truth".People who know too much of the truth often live unhappy lives.

Wang Chuangkui runs a prestigious bodyguard agency, which originally belonged to the "Fengyun Bodyguard Agency" alliance of the righteous way, and later led all the bodyguards to leave and defected to the more promising Taishi Mansion.It's a pity that even if his martial arts are not bad, he is nothing if placed in the capital of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.His martial arts are out of the ordinary, his identity is also out of the crowd, he became one of the countless people who took refuge in Cai Jing, there is nothing unusual about him.

He was willing to risk his name and go to defection, not for this kind of ordinary treatment.All along, he has been waiting for the opportunity of meritorious service and promotion.He is willing to do hard work, tiring work, and dirty work, as long as the work can bring him benefits.After waiting for so long, after a messy struggle among the big shots, he finally arrived.

This incident is very common, but if you think about it carefully, you will find it very bizarre.

Some time ago, Cai Jing took people to visit the ancestral hall built for him by his subordinates.Just as everyone was vying for flattery and flattery, an assassin suddenly appeared next to him, using a weapon similar to a flying arrow, to assassinate Cai Jing in public.Due to the large number of people present, everyone rushed to protect the Grand Master, but the assassination failed unexpectedly.

For some unknown reason, after the assassin was captured, he suddenly opened the acupoints and jumped up again. Zhang, the leader of the "Peng faction", obviously quickly swung his knife and cut off his head.

Cai Jing was sensitive and suspicious by nature. He suspected that Zhang did not rescue him bravely, but murdered him to silence him.As a result, that night, Zhang apparently died violently in the heavily guarded prison.

Assassins use flying arrows, and it is easy to think of the sad little arrows of Yuan Shisan Xian.After Zhang Mingming "made meritorious service", he claimed that Yuan Shisanxian had known about the murder and sent him here on purpose.Someone nearby told Cai Jing that Yuan Thirteen was afraid that Mr. Zhuge would speak ill of him in front of the emperor, so he rushed to the palace and had to miss the party in the ancestral hall.But afterwards, Cai Jing found out that Mr. Zhuge didn't go to face the saint at all that day, and the only person who went was Yuan Shisanxian.

For some reason, he has long been very vigilant against Yuan Thirteen Limits, and is slowly depriving him of his strength and weakening his real power.His vigilance couldn't be higher, and when he heard that every doubt pointed to the Yuan Thirteen Limits, he was immediately annoyed and scared, and completely gave up on this useless ally, determined to get rid of him, let the truly loyal subordinates took over his position.

Therefore, there was an imperial decree on the day of the winter solstice, the award of wine and armor, and the congratulations of Wang Chuangkui and others, full of joy.

When Wang Chuangkui wanted to make meritorious service, Cai Jing pointed out the way for him to make meritorious service.His mission is: to assassinate the "Old Man" and "Yuan Shen" Yuan Thirteen Limits.

The gap between him and Yuan Thirteen Limits is as big as fireflies and sunlight.With the long stick in his hand, he might not be able to go two rounds in front of Yuan Shisanxian.Although credit is good, life is the most important.The first time he heard about this task, his face immediately turned ashen, and he searched his guts to find the reason for the refusal.But Cai Jing smiled kindly again, and said a few famous names without haste.

Wang Chuangkui finally understood that there were as many people who wanted to kill Yuan Shisanxian, or to help Cai Jing, as crucian carp crossing the river.The guests who came to congratulate today are all assassins who assassinated Yuan Shisanxian.This is no longer a few or a dozen people besieging one person, but a decisive battle between dozens and hundreds of people against one person.

Among those names that seem to shine brightly and blind the eyes of mortals, he, Wang Chuangkui, is as small as a pebble, once again becoming a supporting role among supporting roles.

Among them, there is Qijue Sword God, the proud disciple of Qijue Sword God, Master Heiguang who left the palace specially to congratulate him.Young Master Fang Ying saw that he had something to do and couldn't get away, so he sent Xiao Bai and Xiao Sha, among the six sword kings, and his close friend, Mr. Tang, to send congratulatory gifts for him.

The first master of the president's bodyguard also agreed to Taishi Cai, saying that he would take people outside to meet him.He didn't want to disturb Shu Wuxi, the deputy commander, lest Mr. Zhuge interfere, so he didn't bring many people.But the presence of others is like a guarantee, giving Wang Chuangkui strong confidence.

He snapped his fingers and counted these people, the more he counted, the more relieved he became.When the sky is falling, there are other people who can withstand it, so there is no need for him to go forward bravely.He only needs to do his best, smear a little blood from Yuan Thirteen on the stick, and then he will be rewarded.Is there anything easier in the world than this?

Cai Jing also said that the disciples under Yuan Shisanxian's sect withered away, and there was only one concubine Wumengnv left beside her.This confidant who was personally promoted by the "Yuan Shen" saw him drunk and dreaming of death, and his injuries were lingering and hard to heal. He had different intentions one after another, and he joined the Grand Master's camp without hesitation, and would fight with the guests.

He spoke so kindly, so gracefully, as if it was a battle to be won, and as if their failure meant they were useless.

Wang Chuangkui more or less knew some of the deeds of the Yuan Thirteen Limits, and also experienced Cai Jing's fear and reliance on him.Now the rabbit is alive and well, but the dog is about to be cooked.He never hurt anything, he only felt extreme excitement accompanied by extreme fear, which made the blood all over his body boil in the cold weather.

He supported the wooden box containing the sticks behind him, took a breath of cold air, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go in."

In fact, when everyone got together, they were still not sure how to kill Yuan Thirteen Limit, so they decided to poison him in advance.It is almost impossible to poison such a master.Zhu Yueming was forced to go out in person, and persuaded Wen Shagong, the "dead brand" of the Wen family, to get a poison called "Sanbeixian" from him and hand it over to Cai Jing.

There are three ingredients in this poison, which happened to be poured into the three cups of imperial wine given by the emperor.Drinking three glasses of wine alone will not cause any problems.However, drinking the third glass of wine will turn the first glass of wine into poisonous wine, and then stimulate the severe poison in the second glass of wine.No matter how high the internal strength of the poisoned person is, it is too late when he finds something wrong with the wine, the poison will inevitably go down into the viscera and stomach, and it will never be forced out in a short while.

This period of time is the best time for them to make a move.They besieged a poisoned and injured Yuan Shisanxian, they would always succeed, right?

Wang Chuangkui strode into this magnificent mansion.He saw many familiar faces, such as Zhang Bulei, the "No. [-] martial artist", Qu Wan, the "top school", Zhan Bieye, the master of black light with a high crown, and Mr. Tang with a pale face and messy hair.He exchanged glances with the companions he knew, each with a fake smile on his face, smiling very affectionately.

Of course Cai Jing didn't come, Cai Jing had arranged everything, including the precise time when the imperial decree was delivered.

After all the guests entered the Yuanshen Mansion, the inner eunuch of the palace also brought the edict, and Pegasus rushed to the gate of the Yuanshen Mansion to notify Yuan Shisan to come out to receive the order.Not long after entering the door, the crowd rushed out again, knelt down to receive the order, and then looked at the golden armor, python robes and silver helmets given by the emperor, and the three glasses of amber wine.

Wang Chuangkui is watching Yuan Thirteen, and everyone is watching Yuan Thirteen.His clothes are simple and simple, the style of the crown on his head is similar to Master Heiguang's, and it is also full of antiquity, and he looks like a hermit outside the world.But he didn't smile, and the long scar on his face was shining, giving people the illusion that it hadn't healed.

Everyone thought he should be happy.He has been fighting against his fellow disciples all his life, vowing to surpass Zhuge Zhengwo, now he is appointed a general, why can't he laugh, he looks a bit distressed?Fortunately, whether he is happy or not, he should drink three glasses of fine wine, otherwise he will be disobeying the order and be suspected of deceiving the emperor.

Dozens of eyes followed him closely, observing his every move.Dozens of faces have very different expressions, but they all reveal hypocrisy.They shouted the same sentence in their hearts, "Drink it! Go to death!"

Then, Yuan Thirteen Limit really drank one cup after another.

When he drank the second cup, he suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed loudly, "Bubble! You go!"

Who is Bubble, Wang Chuangkui has no idea at all.But Yuan Shisanxian yelled loudly, almost scaring him out of courage.He didn't know the origin of the poison in the wine, but he knew that Yuan Thirteen was not easy to deal with.In theory, a drinker should drink three drinks in a row before he realizes something is wrong.Halfway through the second cup of Yuan Thirteen, there was a sense of sadness in the whistling sound.

Then, he raised his head and drank the third cup, and put the gold cup on the table with force, making a crisp clang.

Wang Chuangkui untied the wooden box like lightning, smashed the box with his kung fu, grabbed the two sticks with both hands, and closed them in the middle with force, instantly turning them into a long stick with vigor and vigor.He moved so fast that he couldn't go any faster, but he was still a beat slow in the end.When he held the stick and looked forward, he saw Master Heiguang's humble and majestic face.

That face changed in an instant, it seemed to be covered with an impenetrable black mist, it was extremely weird.Wang Chuangkui's heart was shocked, but he saw that the black clothes turned into a black light, turned sharply in the air, and attacked the Yuan Thirteenth Limit.