Not long after, a few more shadows merged into the night.
With a crack, the blade of the sword split open the door of Grand Preceptor Fu's room. Wood splinters flew everywhere as the person pointed his sword at the person on the bed.
The sword stabbed into the wooden bed, showing how strong the attacker was.
The killer felt that something was wrong when the sword was inserted. It was soft and he hurriedly lifted the blanket. Sure enough, there was no one there. However, before he could react, he felt a chill on his neck. So this was what death felt like.
The killer had killed countless people, but he had never thought that he would end up in the hands of others in this dark night.
The killer's body fell to the ground, and behind him was Grand Preceptor Fu's cold face. He wiped the blood that still had heat on his face.
"We can't stay here for long. I'll return to the Imperial City first.”
"Yes," the subordinates behind him replied in unison.”
After Fu Zhisheng left, there was another bloody battle in the inn. There were almost no survivors.
Fu Zhisheng rushed back to the Imperial City with three to five groups of people. Before he reached the city, the news had already entered the Imperial City, which had been quiet for a few days.
In the royal study, Nangong Mingye was furious when he learned that Fu Zhisheng would return to court in two days.
Nangong Moran put down the tea." Brother, don't be angry. Didn't the people we sent already expect that there would be no return? Moreover, there are still two days before they really reach the city. We still have a chance to make a move.”
Nangong Mingye looked at Nangong Moran with a dark and devilishly handsome face.
Of course, he knew that his elite had died just like that, but Fu Zhisheng was unharmed. It was really a big loss.
"You're right."
Nangong Mingye collected his anger and lit up the note in his hand. His eyes were deep as he watched it burn out.
Nangong Mingye retracted the murderous look in his eyes and left Nangong Moran behind. He walked into the secret compartment of the royal study alone and wrote a secret letter. A strong arm stretched out from the secret compartment and took the secret letter.
The next morning, Fu Zhisheng prepared to leave Wei City and set off for the Imperial City.
Fu Zhisheng and the rest were exhausted from running around for a few days.
However, when he thought that this place was not far from the Imperial City and the killers did not dare to get close to kill, his tense heart relaxed a little.
Although he, Fu Zhisheng, had offended many people in the court, judging from the way he was dressed for the assassination that night, he looked more like a Jianghu person.
He looked at the rising sun in the distance, pondered for a moment, and shook his tired body.
He understood that he couldn't think about it at this moment. He could only make further plans after returning to the Grand Preceptor's Residence safely.
After riding for about half an hour with some members of the God Flying Team, ten sharp lights suddenly flashed in a dense forest.
Grand Preceptor Fu was shocked and shouted to both sides,"There's an ambush. Gather together and don't be scattered.”
The killer was dressed in black, with his hair wrapped in black cloth. There was a black copper guard on his left chest, a crossbow hanging upside down on his back, and hidden weapons such as flying forks, flying thorns, and plum blossom needles on his leg sheaths.
It was hard for ordinary people to notice, but when they were all showing off all their assets to the same goal, it was hard for Fu Zhisheng not to notice.
Although Fu Zhisheng was over 40 years old, he had practiced martial arts and possessed evil skills. These fast and hidden weapons were dodged by him.
One of the Fiendblood Warriors charged at Fu Zhisheng with all his might and threw a heavy punch.
Due to the sudden attack of the hidden weapons, three members of the Shen Fei team had already fallen. Fu Zhisheng hadn't reacted to the hidden weapon just now, and because he had been running around for days, his body's flexibility had been greatly reduced. For a moment, he couldn't make room to deal with the incoming punch, so he could only take the heavy punch in a depressed manner.
The Shen Fei team member beside him waved his sword and cut off the attacker's horse.
Due to the urgency of the situation, Fu Zhisheng didn't have time to circulate his Qi to expel the waste gas. He felt his chest heating up. He knew that he was in a critical situation. He took out a sharp knife and stabbed the black stallion's stomach.
He gritted his teeth and kicked the horse hard.
"Giddyup!"
Fu Zhisheng shouted. The black horse neighed as it stepped on the water. Its four limbs stepped on the stream, splashing water. The water splashed on Fu Zhisheng and the two members of the God Flying Team, but it did not affect their hearts in rushing to the Imperial City.
Seeing the three horses galloping forward with all their might, the leader of the Fiendish Blood Warriors slowly pulled out a bow from his back and shot at the target in the middle.
The cold metal made a 'shua' sound when it entered his flesh.
Fu Zhisheng lowered his head and looked at the arrow that had pierced his right arm from his back. A ball of red fire flashed past his eyes.
"Damn it!"
Perhaps it was because of the jolting of the horse, or perhaps it was because the Fiendish Blood Warrior was pressed for time and did not have time to think, but the arrow that rushed out of the bow did not hit Fu Zhisheng's vital points.
If that arrow could successfully kill Fu Zhisheng, the world would be in chaos and Nangong Mingye would be able to unify the world. However, things were unpredictable. The end of one incident would immediately lead to the beginning of another.
The arrow feather on his right arm was still stuck there. Blood flowed down his arm and onto his elegant clothes, making him look particularly out of place.
Fu Zhisheng was in a mess, and the mental humiliation was more than the physical pain.
Who was the one who sent people to hunt him down and kill him?
Anger could not alleviate his pain. He only wanted to return to the heavily guarded Grand Preceptor Manor.
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In the Cold Palace, Su Ling, who had just recovered, couldn't rest for even a moment. Whenever he had time, he would drag Xue Cheng to the deserted wasteland in the Cold Palace.
Last time, she had coincidentally walked into a deserted palace and met the mesmerizing Preceptor. This time, she shouldn't encounter anything else, right?
The Cold Palace was an ominous place for everyone in the palace. The guards and attendants in the palace would rather take a detour when they came near this place, which gave Su Lingruo and Xue Cheng many opportunities to sneak out and get some fresh air.
At dusk, Su Lingruo and Xue Cheng avoided the bright sun in the Imperial Palace. They only managed to sneak out of the Cold Palace when the sun was setting in the west.
Standing at a high place, Su Lingruo had a good taste of the beauty of the palace.
The Imperial City was really big. The golden glazed tiles shone brightly under the sunset.
Some of the halls were not as deep and serene as the Cold Palace. Around the halls, ancient trees towered into the sky, green trees formed shade, red walls, yellow tiles, and dazzling gold. It gave people a dazzling and extremely luxurious feeling.
If one were to look at the illustrations in history books, it would be hard to imagine that the real palace was so magnificent.
If Su Lingruo had a phone in her hand, she really wanted to take it out and take a lot of photos.
Su Lingruo's mood improved a lot when she saw the beautiful scenery. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Su Ling seemed to be enjoying the beautiful scenery. Someone was looking at her.
Nangong Moran did not expect to meet Su Lingruo.
"It seems that Su Zhaoyi has been living well in the Cold Palace. After not seeing her for so many days, her skin has become more supple.”
The sudden male voice surprised Su Lingruo and Xue Cheng. Xue Cheng immediately bowed to Nangong Moran.
"General." When he saw that Su Lingruo didn't have any reaction, he tugged at her clothes and whispered," Miss, bow."”#
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