Zhuangda Tang Juvenile Lang

Chapter 568 Assassination
"Don't talk about these annoying things, come, come, come, have a few drinks with me!" Qin Feng took the fine wine sent by Kinderman and poured two glasses. Suddenly, there was a strong smell in the air The aroma of the wine, Qin Feng's throat moved, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!"

"Drunkard!" Xuan Bing couldn't help but write two words when he saw that Qin Feng was thinking of himself.

"Haha, I was born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone!" Qin Feng laughed loudly, slapped the sealing mud on the mouth of the altar, took a gulp, shook his head and commented for a long time, and shouted loudly: "One drunk Jianghu ten Spring, how can I get books and swords to solve the world of mortals! Good wine, good wine!"

Not long after, Qin Feng became a little intoxicated and everyone was drunk, and suddenly he was full of pride: "You must have fun to the fullest in life, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon!"

Suddenly melancholy and sad: "A bottle of farewell wine, thousands of miles away alone!"

Ruoyuan suddenly became angry: "Grand Mo Xiao, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times!"

Suddenly wandering around: "The situation in the world is from my generation, once I entered the rivers and lakes, the years have passed, and Huangtu Baye is talking and laughing, and I can't live a drunken life!"

People borrow alcohol, and wine makes people drunk!

The sonorous and powerful, deep and vicissitudes of singing suddenly sounded.

The rivers and lakes laugh, grievances and resentments, people make tricks, laugh and hide the knife.

The world of mortals laughs, laughs lonely, has a high heart, and can't reach it.

As soon as the singing came out, Xuan Bing's expression became solemn. She really didn't expect that such a weak-looking boy like Qin Feng could actually sing such a bleak singing voice.

The bright moon shines, far away, people will grow old, but the heart will not grow old.

Can't love, can't let go, can't forget, you are good.

There is infinite tenderness in the loneliness, which touches the deepest strings in the heart. Everyone seems to have a picture scroll unfolded in front of everyone. The unfulfilled hero rides his horse across the world, just for the woman he loves the most.

It seems that flowers are not flowers and fog is not fog, and the surging river can't stay.

Full of pride and ambition, it turns out that the hero is lonely.

Xuan Bing's heart suddenly felt sour, and he almost shed tears.Looking at Qin Feng's not wide back, he seemed to see the loneliest person in the world.

what are you lonelyIn terms of family relationship, you are accompanied by strict fathers and loving mothers, and there are four wives who take great care of you.

In terms of aptitude, you have reached the pinnacle of military generals at a young age, and this land will be your garden for galloping horses in the future.In terms of talent, you are unparalleled in the world, and you are hailed as a master of the literary world and a master of calligraphy by scholars all over the world.What are you lonely for?Why is there a heart-rending desolation in this heroic singing?

Jianghu laughs, loves Xiao, qin or flute, and wine comes and goes.

Smile up to the sky, forget all about it, be as chic as the wind!
Vigorous singing pierced through the obstacles of space and spread far away.Outside the independent cross-courtyard, a graceful woman in blue clothes stood quietly in the night, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the direction of the singing, and there was a constant gust of wind around her, but no matter what, she couldn't hide the bleak and lonely feeling. singing.

No one knew how long she stood there until the singing gradually faded away, and she broke away from that selfless state of mind, lowered her head and murmured: "I can't think of him being able to sing such a singing voice, what kind of person is he?" What about people?"

Footsteps came from behind, and a delicate voice asked, "Sister, what are you doing standing here?"

Kinderman turned around and saw Jin Shengman standing next to him with a charming smile, his face blushed, and he said softly: "The domestic situation is rotten, but I can't help at all, I feel overwhelmed." Feeling irritable, I want to come to General Qin to ask about the best way to deal with it."

"Sister, didn't General Qin already promise us to speak kindly in front of Tian Khan?" Jin Shengman's expression darkened as he said helplessly.

"The three alliances are besieging us from all directions. They are planning to destroy us in Silla! I'm not afraid that the Celestial Dynasty won't show up, but I'm worried that we won't last until then."

"It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided, so don't think too much about it. Otherwise, let's ask General Qin to see if he can make a good plan to help Silla get through this difficult time."

"No." Kinderman said: "It's getting late, it's a bit presumptuous to visit the door at this time."

"Alright." Jin Shengman nodded, "Let's go back together."

"Go, go back." Seeing the brightly lit room, Kinderman felt lost.

At the end of the song, the house became completely silent, and a needle could be heard falling.

Xuan Bing couldn't figure out why this little man who looked crazy at the moment would have so many emotions, and a hint of vicissitudes flashed in those eyes from time to time, how old is he?But why is there such an experience of the coldness of the world, seeing through the warmth and coldness of people's hearts, and venting emotions from the heart?
There are also many incomparably exquisite poems popping out of his mouth uninterruptedly. If there are one or two lines, Xuan Bing still suspects that he wrote them before, even though he has never heard of them.But... ever since he picked up the wine jar, he seemed to be a different person suddenly. The man who was a bit annoying before, even with a wicked smile, suddenly turned into a talented wit!

I have never heard any of these verses.Is it all because of his feelings?

God-given talent is really extraordinary.

Thinking about it, Qin Feng poured another sip of wine into his mouth, his tone was low, his eyes showed mockery, and he slowly chanted: "Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger perching, and the dragon is rooted under the green shade tree. I won't speak first when spring comes... ..."

There was a sudden pause in the voice, then he turned his head to look at the side of the road, and shouted eeriely: "Which insect dares to make a sound!"

In an instant, murderous intent fell from the sky like a collapsing mountain!It was so overwhelming that I couldn't take a breath.

Murderous, like no one else, look around the world, only me!
Standing beside Qin Feng, Xuan Bing's beautiful eyes are shaking violently, this murderous intent!It's murderous!It was as rich as the essence, and even the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant.

Xuan Bing could hardly believe his eyes, and in this extremely cold and murderous aura, there was even a frightening cold aura, which seemed to be the summoning of the god of death.

"Whoosh!" With a sound, a golden needle with a cold light appeared in Qin Feng's hand at an unknown time, and the golden light flashed, and the golden needle was thrown to the left.

"Hmm!" A soft moan indicated that someone had already been shot.

Is there an ambush?Xuan Bing's willow eyebrows condensed!
"General, it's me, Wang Haokai." At this moment, a familiar voice came from outside the door.Qin Feng's expression was relieved, and he stepped forward and opened the door. Isn't that unlucky ghost just Wang Haokai?

"Why are you here?" Qin Feng pulled him into the door.

Wang Haokai wiped off his cold sweat, and said: "The general almost killed his subordinates." Xuan Bing's beautiful eyes were startled, and he suddenly found a golden needle inserted under Wang Haokai's collarbone, and that was Qin Feng's. masterpiece!

Tang Sect's hidden weapon shot, fast, ruthless, accurate!

The flying knife wins because of its powerful lethality, and the flying needle wins because of its concealment.

If Qin Feng was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, Wang Haokai would be a corpse at this moment.

"General Wang, why are you here?" Qin Feng stepped forward and helped Wang Haokai pull out the golden needle, asking puzzledly.

"General Xue and General Chu were worried, so they asked the general to follow in secret." Wang Haokai said with a depressed smile: "The general thought he was doing it very secretly, but unexpectedly, the general found out."

Qin Feng knew there was something in these words, and said truthfully: "Don't worry about this, you are still very strong, it's just that I am stronger."

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, what Qin Feng said was a bit boastful, but he knew that what he said was the truth.

Just like in martial arts novels, the Seven Masters of Quanzhen are famous all over the world, and everyone admires them, but their record is really pitifully weak.It's not because they are incompetent, it's because the opponents are either Dongxie or Xidu, or Xikuang Yang Guo and Jinlun Fawang, all of whom are at the peak level.

Losing is not surprising at all.

Wang Haokai didn't feel much about Qin Feng's words, he could indeed know the incomparable bravery of the other party.

Qin Feng said: "My ears are much more sensitive than ordinary people. In such a quiet night, no wind and grass moving ten feet away can escape my hearing."

Only then did Wang Haokai suddenly realize, and said with a smile: "So that's the case. Seeing that the general is here at ease, it seems that there is no need for the general to worry about waiting."

The words from both sides made Xuan Bing reveal a delicate and charming expression.

Strange emotions rippling in his chest.

"General Wang, you came at the right time. If there is something wrong with the situation, you pass on my general order to order Xue Rengui and General Chu to act in advance the day after tomorrow. There must be no mistakes."

"Here!" Wang Haokai quietly disappeared into the night without asking why.

"Yuangae Suwen is afraid of Ulji Mundeok, Gao Jianwu and others, who have nothing to threaten him. Only when Ulji Mundeok is dead can Yeongae Suwen attack Silla without any worries, and Silla will be apocalyptic." In danger, I asked Datang for help. In this way, we have an excuse to interfere with the three kingdoms of Haidong. Ulji Wende must die." Qin Feng chuckled,
Only then did Xuan Bing come to her senses. Through Qin Feng's previous analysis, she also came to her senses. The more chaotic the peninsula is, the more in line with Datang's interests.

Do you want to do it?
Xuan Bing was excited.

"No, someone has to die before Ulji Moondeok is eliminated."

"Who?"

"There are still [-] soldiers and horses in the domestic city. What kind of bullshit general is Li Zicheng? Chaos in the country." Qin Feng paused, and said to Xuan Bing: "You have lived in Goguryeo for a long time, do you know this person?"

Xuan Bing nodded.

"It's up to you to play tomorrow, do you need my help?"

Xuan Bing turned around and walked into the inner room, leaving behind a soft and beautiful back.

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As before, Li Zicheng, his son Li Chengwan and more than 20 relatives rode back to the mansion.

The familiar streets and alleys brought him an unusual sense of peace.

When the Sui Dynasty came, Li Zicheng, as the son of a powerless fisherman, was forcibly arrested and served as a dead soldier in the army.He has no martial arts, relying on his extraordinary physique and tenacious desire to survive, he honed his extraordinary martial arts in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and climbed up to his current position step by step, even being favored by King Goryeo. During the meeting, because there were more than 100 wounds on his body with swords, guns and arrows, the King of Korea affectionately called him an immortal tiger.

But now this undead tiger no longer has the domineering and arrogance that a fierce tiger should have!
Walking out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, he has already sunk (sinked) into the hard-won peace.

What I do every day is to go home for military training and go home for military training. For this boring day, instead of having any dissatisfaction, I am full of yearning, hoping to continue like this for the rest of my life.

More than twenty riders walked slowly, and slowly turned into the main street leading to the market. It was dusk, and the streets were bustling with people, all of whom were going home and leaving the city.The mule carts on the road have to ask the passers-by to get out of the way before they can pass.Of course, when passers-by saw the momentum of Li Zicheng and others, they had to get out of the way.

Li Zicheng and Li Chengwan talked and laughed while moving forward slowly.

At one end of the road, a carriage pulled by two horses came slowly. The driver wore a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see the face of the person clearly.

The two attendants who were walking before saw that the approaching carriage had no intention of giving way, so they hurriedly shouted to give way.

The driver pulled the reins and made a posture to turn, but the two horses lost control and ran wildly for no reason, heading straight for Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng, Li Chengwan and more than [-] people scolded angrily and scattered in a hurry.

The driver gave a loud shout, put his left foot on the empty horse on the left, jumped up, and shot towards Li Zicheng like an arrow.

Li Chengwanqing was better than Lan because of Lan, and his reaction was even better than that of his father. With a grip on the horse's belly, the healthy horse galloped forward, and the long sword took advantage of the momentum to stab forward.

Li Zicheng was also worthy of being an immortal tiger, and his reaction was also quick. The long sword in his hand was out of the sheath, and he attacked obliquely from the left side with his son.

The other entourages reacted a step slower, and were temporarily blocked from the periphery, unable to intervene.

The long sword in the driver's hand shone with silver light, and there were two soft sounds in an instant. One sword shook Li Chengwan's long sword away first, and then the other sword struck Li Zicheng's light sword together.Instead of retreating, he advanced, borrowing the power of double swords, he turned forward and flew to the sky above Li Zicheng's head.

Li Zicheng and Li Chengwan only felt that the figure flashed by in front of them, and they lost the trace of the assassin in an instant.

Hearing exclamations from all around, Li Zi deliberately knew something was wrong, and felt a chill on the top of his head, a long sword pierced straight down from the center of his head, before he could scream, he died.

Li Chengwan's eyes were tearing apart, and he was about to fight to the death for revenge.

The assassin in the air was as nimble as a civet cat. He stepped on the shoulder of a passer-by and jumped sideways on the tiled roof of the houses beside the road. His figure disappeared in a flash.

Before and after the whole incident, Li Zicheng, an undead tiger, turned into a dead tiger.

(End of this chapter)