Chapter 1627: 1627: Collecting Nansheng and killing An An (39)

Chapter 1627 Chapter 1627: Accepting Nansheng, Killing An An (39)
[Clean Wind Tissue]: There is really an assassination. Is this running in line to give people away?
[Hugging but not strong]: Is the world so beautiful, is n’t it good to live, why have to run to death?
[Poems in Tang Poems and Songs]: The anchor's intentions are felt across the screen. Others are panicked when they encounter assassinations. Only her style of painting is different and others are eager to try. Alas, even though I'm super scared, I won't leave for the anchor's face and skill!
[Fairy Queen's Crimson]: Knock on the bowl and wait for the anchor to kill the Quartet, hammering the heads of these killers!
The salted fish were more excited than Jiang Yanji, can't wait to see her pack up those assassins.
Jiang Yanji did not disappoint them either, and with a little force in his hand he pinched the arrow in his hand, his eyebrows filled with murderous intention.
The killers hiding in the dense forest exchanged their eyes and heard the sound of the sharp weapon coming out the next second.
"kill--"
No matter how the outside world renders Jiang Yanji's bravery, people who haven't seen it in the first place are unbelievable, especially Jiang Yanji's body is so deceptive. Who would have imagined that such a tall but not burly female body would have such a powerful combat force.
Battlefield battles are not the same as small-scale armed confrontations.
The former pays attention to the aesthetics of violence, without any tricks at all, while the latter relies more on tricks and cooperation.
Jiang Yanji was singled out and there was no guard around him, but these killers were specially trained dead men. It was not known who had killed the deer.
Looking at the enemies rushing out of the dense forest, Jiang Yanji sneered dismissively.
With a swipe, she pulled the sword out of the sheath. Facing the killers coming from all directions, she did not retreat.
She reacted with a killer look. Is this Lanting man surely funny?
For a moment, the blade was approaching.
She slashed the knife very quickly, and the killer who was the first to feel it did not feel pain, and the knife was kissed by the blade.
The killer thought about the enemy in the last second, but felt cold in his throat the next second. The sky turned round, and the body fell to the ground along the forward inertia, making a dull sound. A question emerged in the killer's mind-why did the temperature around him drop so much? Why is it suddenly dark? Why is my neck so painful?
He tried to say something, but he couldn't overflow even a little sigh.
Of course Jiang Yanji didn't care what the killer was thinking in her hands before she died, she only knew that the sword was trembling with excitement.
This knife followed his own grievances, and it was difficult to open it once, and naturally he had to kill enough.
Of course, she knew that it was better to have slayers than to kill them-if no one directed them, these killers would not be ambushed by Jiang Yanji inexplicably-however, where was the reason for the rejection of the people who took the initiative? It is the same to leave one or two live mouths in the end.
There are a hundred people in this batch of killers, each of them is a carefully cultivated dead, not the high-level wealthy family can not raise.
Cultivating a qualified killer requires not only a large amount of material and financial resources, but also a considerable amount of human energy. Ordinary rich households simply cannot afford high-quality dead men. As soon as Jiang Yanji fought, they knew their general history, and most of them could not be separated from the Nansheng people.
They will send someone to assassinate themselves. Jiang Yanji is also mentally prepared.
The ancients of this era could not even accept cremation. They firmly believed that cremation was "dead without a corpse", "powder broken", "desecration of the dead" ... the more expensive the door, the more exquisite it is. They couldn't even accept the cremation, let alone Jiang Yanji dug their ancestor's grave and searched the gold and silver funerary of the deceased. Even if she had 10,000 reasons, Jiang Yanji offended them.
They didn't do anything before, just because they were not sure, Jiang Yanji was guarded by heavy soldiers.
What about today?
She herself took a few guards out of the winter swimming and hunted, and there was a Yang Tao beside her.
If Jiang Yanji can be assassinated, and then the crime is planted on Yang Tao, they will be able to get rid of it cleanly, and smile at Jiang Yanji's forces falling apart. These ideas are good, but they should also be based on Jiang Yanji's assassination.
As long as Jiang Yanji does not die, these wishful abacuses can only be abacus and not facts.
If someone in the jungle is watching, you can see a red figure dodging among the killers at a speed that mortals cannot reach.
Whenever the blade strikes, it will inevitably raise a arc, taking away a live human life.
Even if the killer secretly puts a cold arrow, or siege or secret calculation, Jiang Yanji is unscathed, and it is more slippery than loach.
The sound of a sore sword strike in the jungle ...
At the same time, a group of guards obeyed Jiang Yanji's order and walked the waterway to send Yang Tao back.
In the twilight, the temperature of the water surface was colder than that of the land. Yang Tao was cold and trembled, and woke up staggeringly.
"What time is it now ..."
Yang Tao asked vaguely.
The guard respectfully returned, Yang Tao nodded confusedly, and sat on the deck for a while before getting back some sense.
"Where's Liugong?"
He remembered that he drank a lot of alcohol, and now his head hurts a lot. Before he was drunk, he remembered that the other party drunk worse than him?
The guard hesitated, "The prince has gone hunting, and specifically ordered the younger to you back."
Yang Tao made a subconscious noise, and he was suspected of being there, but soon he figured out something was wrong.
The number of guards brought by Jiang Yanji was not small, and the guards he brought out were not small.
These guards are all here, so is Jiang Yanji still around?
Yang Tao could not have imagined that Jiang Yanji would be bold and arrogant. He didn't expect this floor for a while.
"When will Liugong say to go back?"
Guarding, "Little I don't know."
Yang Tao asked, "She didn't say? It's getting dark this day, and it's not safe outside."
If you don't go back, I'm afraid someone is going to make trouble.
Despite being a vassal, Jiang Yanji seems to have "access control".
She stayed out overnight without saying hello. The general Chen Chen and her generals under her account were not crazy?
The guard's face was embarrassing, and he said eloquently, "There is no person around the protagonist, nor does he say when he will return ..."
Yang Tao didn't respond for a moment, and only a while later digested the words of the guard.
"Nobody? What does it mean?"
Yang Tao's voice increased by eight degrees.
The guard's head dropped lower.
"My lord doesn't like someone to follow ... this time too ..."
"Do you know how many people want her life in this world? She wants your life, and you can't leave the job without permission?" Yang Tao was completely shocked, but also awoke, and his tone was rare and solemn. "Order Grandpa to turn around immediately!"
It is best not to have an accident. If something happens, these guards and themselves will line up to see King Yan Luo!
I got sick from the rain yesterday. I drank the salt water at noon this morning. I still had some fever in the afternoon and I was too tired. I changed it today and asked for sick leave with the big guy. _ (: З''∠) _
(End of this chapter)