Emperor Jin

Chapter 74 Bloody Night

Following Lei Shi, Admiral of the Nine Gates, another courtier was killed—the news of Jing Qianyuan's death spread rapidly the next day, and the government and the public were in an uproar for a while.

There was a lot of turmoil in Beijing, and the rumors of the assassins of the Southern Tang Dynasty were fueled and spread all over the city. For a while, everyone was cautious—it was especially dark at four o’clock in winter. Follow along.

After a few days, no one was killed, so everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Under such strange calm, there is a sense of suffocation that is about to come from the wind and rain. Only those who wade deeply into this muddy water can feel the stagnant and treacherous wind direction.

Holding up the mask with her slender hands, she rubbed it lightly, squinting slightly because of the shining pearl.

The bedroom, which has always been cold, is full of extravagance because of this precious light, which makes people dazzled.

What kind of ingenious skill is it to make the pearl shell powder condense into this mask in the alchemy furnace...

Baojin pondered in his heart, thinking of his gentle and refined father, his heart felt sore again.

I remember when I was young, the father and daughter were enjoying the flowers and sailing in the imperial garden together. Under the swing, beside the lotus pond, all kinds of laughter and laughter echoed in my ears.

The father loves alchemy and is not good at government affairs. Yu Guo can be said to be fatuous and useless, but in the hearts of his daughters, he is the most precious treasure in the world and their only relative.

Bao Jin stroked the mask, feeling the smoothness and coldness of his fingertips, until he touched the rough junction, then he lowered his head to take a closer look.

The cracked mandible was inlaid with gold, even though it was pure gold, it also looked strange, looking at it under the lamp, the golden light was eerie and gloomy, making it even more ominous.

Holding Baojin in her hands, imagining her sister's sad smile, throwing it off the high platform, and then catching it without a fight, she felt the excitement in her chest, and the blood in her whole body was boiling——

why? !

She screamed silently in the dark, but there was still no sound in the dark.

"Sister, now that the country is in ruins and the family is in ruins, I will do everything for you..."

Slender ten fingers exerted a little force, and covered the mask on the face, and the facial features were immediately covered by silver snow pearls, leaving only a pair of dark and silent eyes, looking at himself coldly from the bronze mirror——

"Sister, lend me your mask for now... Next, I will set off a boundless slaughter, behead his generals as much as possible, and delay the false emperor's southward offensive."

"At the end of the crossbow, the arrow can't pierce Lu Jin... This sentence was taught to me by you, and I will always remember it."

The vivid facial features on the mask cover all expressions, leaving only the dark and silent eyes, which look like ghosts and fairies in the dark night.

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"Tonight...do you still want to go out?"

Ji Xin served dinner and waited quietly for the precious brocade to be used up before asking softly.

The candlelight on the table flickered, bringing out dim and uncertain flames, casting various shadows on her face.

Bao Jin put down the bowls and chopsticks, but he didn't want Ji Xin to do anything, so he put these utensils into the food box by himself, then raised his head and smiled wryly: "When I go out, you feel restless..."

"That's because miss, you always take risks."

Ji Xin complained unrelentingly, while brewing new tea, the hot air lifted people's spirits.

Baojin was helpless, and said jokingly: "You are really eloquent now, and you actually made up me!"

She drank all the hot tea, changed into black clothes, and was about to open the window to go out, but felt that the sleeves of her clothes were tightened. When she looked back, she saw Ji Xin's eyes were shining, and she said faintly: "Miss, the assassin is being hunted outside now, you Be careful!"

"Do not worry!"

Bao Jin pulled back the hem of his clothes and flitted out of the window.

Ji Xin watched the figure gradually disappearing in the night, her eyes were complicated, she let out a long sigh, but swallowed the words again.

"Forget it, I'm an outsider, why bother to worry about this..."

She murmured, as if she had something in her heart, but it was hard to say.

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At the end of the snow blade, there was a howl of pain, blood and bones flew together, this situation is like Shura hell.

The stumps rolled down on the street stones at dawn, and the smooth and delicate blue stones were also dyed bright red. The sedan chair rolled on the side, deformed and falling apart, but its owner stood aside, like a stone sculpture.

Minister of the Ministry of War, Huo Ming, general of Xiaoqi, held his sword in both hands, staring intently at the scene of this tragic fight.

His cronies were fighting with the assassin, another scream sounded, and under the rain of blood, another person fell into the pool of blood.

This is his personal soldier who has followed him for many years, and he has always regarded him as his nephew, even if his heart is as hard as a stone, he can't help feeling a little pain.

Even though his heart ached, he still opened his eyes wide, catching the assassin's flaws in an instant.

"General, let's go..."

The follower screamed in pain, almost piercing through the night sky tragically.

It's useless... Huo Ming smiled wryly. Although the assassin was fighting, his aura had already locked him down.Once she turned around and fled, the hidden weapon in her left sleeve would fly out, killing herself.

Rather than waiting to die, it is better to fight.

The more critical, the calmer he was. He watched intently, and finally found the time——

It's now!

He drew his sword and rushed into the formation, ignoring the silver needle flying from the assassin's sleeve, he tilted his shoulder slightly, and took a hard blow. After a muffled grunt, the snow blade pointed straight at the assassin's waist.

A line of blood.

Baojin only felt a tingling pain in his ribs, and his whole heart sank——

I have already been hit by the sword!

In a blink of an eye, she made a wrong turn, avoiding the vital point, the snow blade sliced ​​across her ribs, although blood spurted out, her life was still not in danger.

It's not in the middle? !
Huo Ming was terrified, he retreated hastily, but there was severe pain in his throat.

A silver needle cut a blood vessel, and blood gushed out like a spring——

It's hopeless!
(End of this chapter)