One person, one sword.
An ordinary and dull person, carrying an old and ordinary ancient sword, walked into Han Country's capital, Xin Zheng, in the heavy rain.
No one would notice this person. Whether it was his attire, behavior, or appearance, this person was mediocre among mediocre.
How many people in the world would spend their time and energy on a mediocre person? Naturally, no one noticed him when he walked into Xinzheng.
However, not everyone noticed it. At least one person noticed it.
No one in Xinzheng wanted to mention him, but they had to remember him.
She didn't want to mention him because she was afraid of him, and she couldn't forget him because she couldn't let her guard down against him. This was a person who could almost decide the life and death of Xin Zheng and even Han Country-Ji Wuye.
When Mo Ya saw Ji Wuye, it was already night time.
Night had just fallen when Mo Ya walked into the General's Mansion under the last rays of the setting sun and saw Ji Wuye in the bedroom.
Ji Wuye was lying on a spacious couch with three beauties serving him.
No matter which man it was, the three women could not help but take a few more glances at them. They were soul-stirring and even soul-stirring.
Mo Ya liked beauties, but he didn't spare the three beauties a second glance. He knelt on one knee and reported the strange swordsman he had met on the long street of Xinzheng today.
Mo Ya described the strange swordsman's information in great detail. He even described the strange swordsman's walking posture and the way he held his sword clearly. There were no mistakes or negligence.
Ji Wuye was cruel and harsh, but it was difficult to find anything to nitpick about Mo Ya's report. Perhaps there was something-the identity of the strange swordsman was still unknown.
This was an extremely rare thing. Ever since he became the Great General of Han Country 19 years ago, as long as he was willing, he only needed to give orders to anyone who entered Xin Zheng or even Han Country's territory. No matter who it was, he would be able to obtain very detailed information within 12 hours at most.
But today was an exception.
Two scarlet lights appeared in Ji Wuye's eyes. Mo Ya had killed people before, and he had killed many important officials of the imperial court and martial arts experts. He was a person who had experienced life and death 17 or 18 times, but facing Ji Wuye's eyes, he also felt a terrifying pressure. He even found it difficult to control his breathing.
This was not the first time, but as an assassin, he had never been able to adapt to it.
Mo Ya knelt on one knee and lowered his head even lower.
He was waiting, waiting for Ji Wuye to give the order, and also waiting for Ji Wuye to vent his anger.
However, it was very strange that the Great General seemed to be exceptionally restrained today. A restraint that should not have appeared.
General Ji Wuye didn't speak for a long time, which was why the room was dead silent.
The three beauties who were originally lying in Ji Wuye's arms quietly moved away from him. One of them even lay on the ground. This delicate woman with little makeup on her face was obviously new and was not used to Ji Wuye's moodiness.
After some time, Ji Wuye finally spoke.
Short, concise, and sharp.
Ji Wuye's words had always been like this. When he asked, Mo Ya would answer.
No one could not answer Ji Wuye's question. They had to answer seriously and give a satisfactory answer. Otherwise, they would die.
" Is his sword wrapped in a pale yellow silk cloth, revealing only the dark black hilt?'
Mo Ya had already reported the swordsman's description in detail. Mo Ya did not understand why Ji Wuye continued to ask, but he could clearly hear the seriousness in Ji Wuye's words after following him for many years.
Not only was he solemn, but he was also nervous.
Mo Ya suppressed his curiosity and replied,"" Yes, a dark black sword hilt. The sword is wrapped in light yellow silk.'
Ji Wuye didn't stop and continued to ask. This time, his voice was deeper and more murderous." He was wearing a white shirt with a black bottom, and there was a dark red arrow symbol on his left sleeve, right?'
Mo Ya nodded.
At this moment, Mo Ya was extremely shocked. He realized that Ji Wuye's left hand was trembling violently, as if he had already expected something extremely terrifying to happen. Therefore, he could not help but tremble.
Ever since Mo Ya joined Night and stayed beside Ji Wuye, he had never seen such intense emotional fluctuations from Ji Wuye.
Who was that strange swordsman?
Before Mo Ya could think further, Ji Wuye asked a third question,""Have you seen Feng Ling?"
Wind Chimes, what did this mean?
Mo Ya did not understand.
It was not that Mo Ya did not understand what Ji Wuye was asking, but he did not understand why Ji Wuye asked about the strange swordsman's wind chimes.
Shouldn't wind chimes be hung under the eaves, on the walls, in the corridors, and in the pagodas?
Who would hang a wind chime on their body?
Mo Ya's mind was filled with wild thoughts, but he still answered Ji Wuye's question immediately.
He had to answer, and he couldn't be negligent, because in front of him was the Han Country's General Ji Wuye, who could control life and death.
Mo Ya replied,"No, he didn't hang any wind chimes, and I didn't see any wind chimes on him."'
Ji Wuye took a deep breath.
He held the bronze wine bottle. He was born with divine strength, or else he wouldn't be able to use the bronze saber that weighed 81 pounds and kill people as easily as picking up grass.
Now, the bronze wine bottle had already been twisted and deformed by the divine power, and the fragrant wine had already fallen to the ground drop by drop.
However, he seemed to be unaware of it. The cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes that were almost as round as lanterns, and the two scarlet flames in his eyes that were like the ghost fire of hell proved that he had fallen into an extremely nervous and excited mood at this moment.
There was another period of silence. During this period of time, the atmosphere in the room was not only deathly silent, but it also carried a sense of death.
Mo Ya could feel death. It was not only death, but also the aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
This suffocating and destructive aura was emitted from Ji Wuye.
Ji Wuye gave the order for the first time.
In the past, every time Ji Wuye gave an order, it meant death. At the very least, it meant that someone was about to die or had already become a dead person.
But this time was different.
This time, Mo Ya was not used to Ji Wuye's order because Ji Wuye's order was to monitor, and not just any ordinary surveillance.
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The Hundred Birds Guards were generally responsible for protecting Ji Wuye. Other than that, their only mission was to eliminate the political enemies of General Ji Wuye and the ungrateful masters in the martial arts world.
Surveillance missions rarely fell on the Hundred Bird Guards, and this time, not only did the surveillance mission fall on the Hundred Bird Guards, but Mo Ya was also fully responsible for it.
It had been a long time since Mo Ya had completed such an easy mission.
Mo Ya was not used to it, but after that, he became solemn.
He knew very well that behind any abnormal situation, there was an extremely terrifying reason, and this reason was very likely to represent destruction.
Even Ji Wuye was so cautious and cautious. How terrifying was he?
Mo Ya didn't know, but he knew that this surveillance might be closer to death than any other time.
Mo Ya slowly retreated and closed the door.
Just as Mo Ya closed the door, Ji Wuye asked again," Where is the Blood Strike Marquis?
Mo Ya stood at the door and replied respectfully,""Lord Marquis is on his way back."
Ji Wuye nodded and poured a cup of wine from the already shriveled wine cup. He drank it in one gulp and muttered,"" It's actually you. I hope it's not you.'
Mo Ya retreated. For the first time, he retreated with a heart full of doubts.
Who was that strange swordsman? Why did Ji Wuye fear him so much?
When Mo Ya met Ji Wuye, the strange swordsman walked into a small tavern in the pouring rain.
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