atypical prostitute

Chapter 199 Interception

There was mist on the imperceptibly dark royal road, and occasionally lights could be seen flashing past, and it was the officials who turned up the lights.However, in Ye Chuan's eyes, this conscientiousness can only cause uneasiness.

King Wei was ill, and King Liang meditated. Within a few days, the factions in the imperial study had undergone major changes.

If His Majesty does not return, the country...maybe in chaos...

Ye Chuan thought uneasily, let go of the rein, and let the horse walk slowly. The state affairs were chaotic, and his mood was also chaotic.

I really want to complain like them!
Suddenly, Ye Chuan's heart trembled. This place was only half a mile away from the imperial city, but he felt a murderous aura!
Even if the enemy has not yet shown signs of the instinct honed by thousands of battles on the battlefield, he can still feel it.The murderous aura that is so thick that it is close to reality is deep in the mist...

There are distinguished guests visiting!
He tightened the reins.

"Where is the distinguished guest?"

Ye Chuan scolded softly, got off his horse, and bowed his hands in salute.Although the accompanying guards didn't see the enemy, they didn't dare to be negligent when they saw Shaohou was on such alert, they all drew their knives out of their sheaths, tensely on guard.

"As expected of the Ye family, I can sense the murderous intent that this old man hides so deeply."

A gentle voice resounded, and an unremarkable scholar in blue shirt came out from the depths of the light gray haze. He was over forty years old, holding a wind lantern in his hand.

The person who came was Tutun Chuomeilu, the national teacher of the Turkic royal court.

When he walked out of the hiding place, the atmosphere suddenly turned into a viscous substance, and the horse plopped down to his knees because he couldn't bear his pressure. The guard gasped for breath and struggled to grab the knife, and there was a crisp sound of bone shattering from his legs. .

The national teacher came at a leisurely pace, but in an instant, the distance between them was less than ten steps.

He put down the lantern, and the dead branch that carried the lantern was his weapon.

Ye Chuan sighed: "Master Mei Lu has come in person, so it can be seen that the rumors are true."

Tutun Chuomeilu smiled wryly and said: "If your emperor hadn't demolished our royal city, I would not have let go of my identity to do this dark man's work."

"But it has already happened, so there is no need to feel emotional. It is Ye's honor to have the national teacher do it himself."

While speaking, Ye Chuan had already drawn out his long spear, the tip of the spear was trembling, sparks flew together, and a swift thrust was about to be formed.However, the distance between him and the national teacher's strength is too great. At the moment when this space is locked by the national teacher, his full blow is as fragile as paper.The air froze his movements, and the stab that was originally as quick as lightning became extremely slow, and even the atmosphere rotated strangely!

His body felt as if he had been hit by a boulder from a catapult, and he was about to fly out!
The strong wind blew up, and with a mouthful of blood, he suppressed the pain of blood running wild all over his body and rushed forward to try to help Shaohou's followers. The people couldn't bear it anymore, the skin all over their bodies cracked, dragging blood red, and flew out, hitting the city wall, Personnel unconscious.

boom--

Ye Chuan's eyes were reddened by the stimulation of the children's blood, but he couldn't protect them. Under the great force of the national teacher who almost forced his heart and lungs out, he could only stab the bluestone slab with the rushing spear, and forcibly stabilized himself. shape.

At this time, the national teacher has also made a move.

A straight stab, a blow that is so simple that there is no change, but it is also a blow that is absolutely impossible for a person whose body is locked to evade.

Ye Chuan's eyes were fixed on the dead branch piercing his forehead.

The sword energy was raging, touching the heart, but in the blink of an eye, it was as slow as a hundred years.

There is always a smile on the elegant face of the national teacher, as if he is just admiring the scenery of falling autumn leaves.

His forehead was torn, and blood was already gushing out.

A dead end has been forged.

Under the absolute control of the National Teacher, Ye Chuan had absolutely no strength left to fight back.

But in the blink of an eye, he thought of a strange thing.

Tutun Chuomeilu was always honorable and proud, and loved to pay attention to ostentation. Because of this temperament, he sneaked into the imperial city to kill the ministers, but deliberately picked a place not far from the imperial city, and went to court with all the ministers. When it started, it was clearly a deliberate show off.According to this kind of thinking, he should use fancy and flamboyant methods to attract the imperial guards out, and then kill Ye Chuan in public, and then freely come and go among tens of thousands of people, completely insulting the majesty of the court.

Through the contact just now, Ye Chuan can be sure that he has such means, his strength has already surpassed Wu, and entered the category of Dao.

However, except for Zhang Yang who appeared on the stage, every movement of Tu Tun Chuo Mei Lu is straightforward and ruthless after stripping off the fancy. It is a life-and-death struggle only against opponents of comparable strength.

Does he have scruples?

He wants a quick fix?

Who suppressed his arrogance in the dark?

Ye Chuan, who had figured this out, instantly found life.

At this moment, the sword energy from the dead wood's tip had pierced his brow, and the severe pain of his skull being about to crack was enough to make anyone kneel down and beg for mercy. Ye Chuan gritted his teeth, and suddenly let go of the spear in his hand. The strong wind blew up and rolled him like a kite with a broken string. When he was about to die without a place to bury him, a green light flashed by, but he was stunned.

The moment his body was thrown by the strong wind, Ye Chuan pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, pierced it into the bluestone slab, and stabilized his figure. The hand that had not completely let go of the spear even grabbed the handle of the spear and pulled it out forcefully. .The inertia of the spear tip combined with the force of piercing into it, a perfect circle slashed across the air, piercing the attack that should have been impeccable.

"What a tenacious young man."

Tutun Chuomeilu admired, although this blow only left a hole in his blue shirt.

Before the words fell, Tutun Chuipilu couldn't laugh anymore.

Because a thin needle was mixed in the gun wind, the person in the dark took advantage of Ye Chuan's counterattack and flew a needle that pierced the eyeball to Tutun Chu Meilu!
The needle, thin and thin hair, can travel in the strong wind, as fast as lightning, without stagnation, Tu Tun Chuo Mei Lu was caught off guard for a moment, and let it draw a long mark on the face!
Touching the blood red on his face, Tutun Chuomeilu stopped the attack, and said calmly: "So that person was arranged by you."

Ye Chuan, who struggled to get up, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "The national teacher is over-rewarded. He is not under my restraint."

"You are honest." Tutun Chuo Meilu raised his head in disdain, and said to the void: "I respect you as a character. I wanted to solve this young man in front of me, and have a fair confrontation with you. I can't think of you But without the demeanor of a samurai, he actually took advantage of the chaos to attack!"

"I'm just a knife, killing people is the only value of my existence."

The voice sounded, and the person who blocked the fatal blow for Ye Chuan slowly walked out of the shadows. She was only in her twenties, and she had a good appearance, but she was dressed in dusty clothes, which made her look a bit chilly.

"Take people's lives without saying a word, raise a knife, spit and sip plums, you are a national teacher, and you actually do this dark man's deeds, but I underestimate you."

After reprimanding, the woman saluted Ye Chuan and said, "Young Marquis, please enter the Imperial City as soon as possible, and You Nu will return with the Imperial Teacher in half an hour."

Ye Chuan was about to answer, but Tutun Chuomeilu rolled his eyes and said sarcastically: "What a big tone! Your master traveled to the Northern Wilderness back then, and he had to be polite to me, but how dare a servant do this? Proud!"

"Master treats you politely, but I respect you for being strong-minded. Such a stubborn talent can achieve this. If you think that you can be equal to the master because of this, you don't know how high the sky is. But don't worry, even though you are ignorant, I will leave you alone." Give your order, because the master has commanded, whoever comes is a guest."

You Nu said softly, suddenly a golden light flashed in her hand, and she slashed out with a knife, as if opening up the world.

(End of this chapter)