Chapter 100: city

Hey!
The sturdy courtyard door slammed on the wall, desperately sighing, and finally it could only be pulled down with powerlessness.
"Hey!" Rong Rong took the bow and put it down, screaming: "What are you doing, go out!"
"You shut me up!" the class slammed back.
The rain drenched her hair and the whole body. She didn't take care of her. Instead, she felt that the robe on her body was in the way. So she put a skirt on her waist, and between the electric and the Flint, she avoided two assassins. Sneak attack.
The assassin did not think that there would be a woman rushing over. After seeing the people, they stopped the class, but they did not die. Obviously these people know the identity of the class, and they are slightly scrupulous about her.
When they were scrupulous, the class smashed their encirclement and came to Du Jiu.
"Is it hurt?" The class smeared the water on the face, and the sword edge picked it. The red blood ran down the sword, mixed with the rain, and splashed on the bluestone floor.
The sword used by the class is very light and very sharp. Every stroke is as silent as a residual image, and it is dazzling.
Du Jiu licked the wound, but some reactions did not come.
Just when he thought that he was going to die this night, the Fule County lord even rushed in with only two female guards. The posture of the sword, the neat movement of the skirt, let him see the battlefield. Heroic.
On this rainy night of thunder and lightning, Du Jiu first believed in the old Jingting Pavilion.
The Fule County Lord is indeed the most like him, and even this martial art is amazing.
The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, and many people in the big industry practice swordsmanship, but most of them learn the ways to keep fit, such as their family Houye. But the Fule County is different, her one stroke and one style, with a sharp edge, and even with a compelling chill.
The only thing she lacks is the murderousness that can be tempered through the battlefield.
At the moment when the lightning illuminates, a sleeve arrow flies out. The target that it wants to attack is the tolerance of Ban Yi and Du Jiu. Tolerance has been hiding from the past, but the assassin is obviously prepared, and someone is aiming at Rong.
"Hou Ye!" Du Jiumu smashed, and in a hurry, he could only throw the sword in his hand and plunge into the assassin's chest. At this time, an assassin who had fallen to the ground, raised his hand.
"Hou Ye!"
Du Jiu only felt that the whole body was chilling, and he trembled from the bones with endless fear.
"Hey!" The silver sword blocked the sleeve arrow, and the sword trembled, and the sleeve arrow fell to the ground. The class stepped forward and stepped on the assassin's chest. The assassin spit out a foam and turned his eyes to death.
It was at this time that the guards came out of the courtyard.
Banyan raised his sword and pointed to the six or seven assassins still standing in the yard. The rain fell down her face, and there was a kind of pale and extreme beauty.
"withdraw."
The assassin saw that the situation was not good and he wanted to retreat.
"This is Houye House, not a place where small fish and shrimps live," Ban said quickly in front of these assassins. "I will see, who can walk out today."
Now in the yard, in addition to the two guards and her two guards intact, Du Jiu and several guards were seriously injured, as for the still standing in the original place, Ban Hao did not count him into combat power.
"Where is a weak woman from the county, why should he fight with his life?" The assassin, who was headed, finally spoke up. His voice was hoarse and sounded very weird. "Cheng'an Hou is a rare beautiful man, but in your capacity, I want to If there is no man, if he is dead, you should raise a lot of noodles as much as possible, and you should have everything you need. Why do you have to fight for a man?"
"At the moment, how can I marry my heroic position?" Ban said with a sneer. "But it is a mosquito bug that sees people in the gutter. Is it also to tell me the conditions?"
Banyan’s swordsmanship is excellent. She is best at swordsmanship and whip method. Instead, she learns archery and boxing. When outsiders see her archery, she exaggerates her grandfather’s legacy, just because they don’t see it. The swordsmanship of the class is only.
The class raised a lot of soldiers who were injured and injured on the battlefield. These people were all smashed from the blood of the corpse. In the past, the old Jingting public together with her to deal with these people, and later came to Jingting public to die, the class is still the supporters of these gradually becoming old soldiers, but the court has long forgotten these meritorious ministers, no longer care about them.
Ban Yi’s skills are all learned from them. She loved beauty since she was a child. She felt that the knife and the boxing method were not beautiful enough, and she could not show her disposition. Therefore, she did not like to learn both. Before she was fifteen years old, she had to practice martial arts every day. In the past two years, she was too old to go out and practiced.
When my grandfather once praised her martial arts high-powered, unfortunately, no one in the whole city believed.
She deeply regrets this.
The assassin saw that the class was so aggressive, and now he is no longer scrupulous, and the recruits have made a fuss.
But they did not think that the two female guard martial arts in Banyan were stronger than the Banyan, and this is a fierce, like a dead man?
The class actually gave a daughter a sergeant?
The assassin who thought of this was secretly surprised, but he did not have the opportunity to say it.
Because he died, he died under the sword of the Banyan female guard.
The slain is a killer in the dark, but Ban and two guards learn the means of killing on the battlefield. The two people murdered together and stood up.
The two female guards were very neat, and there was no extra movement between the raised hands and the kicks. Because on the battlefield, the enemy can't allow you to do extra moves, they fight for life.
"puff."
This is the voice of the blade into the flesh.
Rong Rong looked at the woman in front of her. She didn't seem to have the delicateness and sweetness of the week. She was a little bit cold and mysterious. She put a few hair on her cheek and made her face look like a deep winter. White snow.
He felt that his heart could not breathe, but his eyes seemed to have lost his sense of reason. He could only look at her and could only turn with her.
The class quickly pulled out the sword and the blood spattered, staining her upper. She frowned, didn't look at the assassin lying on the ground, but turned her head and looked at the Rongji who didn't know when it had already rushed into the rain. "You don't come over, Du Jiu, drag your family back to you, in case this What if someone is dead inside?"
My grandfather said that this is often the case on the battlefield. The enemy's people were pretending to be dead. When the officers and men of the great industry went to clean the battlefield, these people suddenly attacked and killed many of the great officers and men. So since then, the soldiers on their side have developed a habit when cleaning the battlefield. As long as it is the body of the enemy, it will be added first.
The words of Ban Yi just fell, and a black man on the ground turned over, but he had not had time to stand still, and he allowed the long bow to be opened. The arrow feathers pierced the assassin's throat.
The guards of Cheng'an Houfu stood at the door, looked at the bodies on the ground, and the yards that were stained with blood. They all frightened and decided that Hou Ye was still standing well before he breathed a sigh of relief.
When Ban Yi saw that these guards finally arrived, they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The fierceness of the whole person suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke, turning to the female guardian: "Come on me."
"Counter, what's wrong with you, hurt?"
"No, I am afraid, my legs are soft."
The dead bodies are lying all over the place, people are killing, just thinking about fear?
Rong Rong did not look at the guards. He went to the front of the class and suddenly hugged her and turned to go to the house.
Banyan was stunned by his sudden movements and threw the sword in his hand to the guard. "What are you doing?"
He looked down at the woman in his arms and did not speak.
"Hou Ye..." Du Jiu called the Rong Rong.
Rong Rong stopped and looked at the remains of the guards of the Hou'an Houfu on the ground. He said to the guards who came over: "The thick burial guards."
These guards are all people who have no father, no mother, no hangs, and die for him today. If there is not even one tombstone, it is really chilling.
"Yes." Du Jiu should be down.
"This is called other people to do. You go to see the doctor with several other injured people," Rong Rong told the sentence and turned into the house.
When he entered the house, he placed the class on a cushioned chair and wrapped a thick quilt on her. However, he squatted down and took off the dirty embroidered shoes on her feet, revealing a pair of white feet.
His palms were a little hot, until he pulled the quilt and covered it on her feet. The burning sensation was slightly lowered.
The class blinked and looked up at Rong Rong. Rong Rong looked at her quietly and said nothing.
"What's the matter with you?" Banyan stretched his hand and shook it in front of him. "Scared?"
Rong Rong grabbed her wrist, her wrist was very cold, but the powerful pulse of the beat, but he gave him great peace of mind: "It was too dangerous."
"If it's not dangerous, I won't have to help you," Ban said, sucking his nose, his hair still dripping with water. "You are my person, how can I watch others bully you."
His hand trembled, and suddenly the class was tight.
Tightly, it is like embracing a singular treasure. If you let go of your hand, you will regret it for life.
The atmosphere in the house was quiet and beautiful, and the dimly lit candlelight added a bit of warmth to the room.
Banyan stretched out his index finger and gently poked the back of Rong Rong. Rong Rong did not respond, and she poked again.
"What's wrong?" Rong Rong gently touched her wet hair.
"The quilt is soaked, do you have any extra clothes?"
"..."
What kind of warmth and tranquility turned into nothing, and Rong Xiao chuckled, bowing his head and whispering in her ear: "I will let the next person prepare hot water."
Ban Yi touched some numb ears, his fingers were itchy, and he couldn't help but touch the lips.
Softer than imagined, as warm as imagined.
This does not blame her, it is a mistake that can't help.
Rong Rong pinched her finger and the voice was a little hoarse: "Hey, I am a man."
Ban Yi: The man is amazing? I am still a woman.
Looking at her face innocently, Rong Rong finally couldn't bear it. She lowered her head and kissed her lips gently. After taking a deep breath, she took a step back and turned her head and walked out of the door.
It’s a goblin!
The goblin who took the photo of the person said that after the man was wearing his clothes and wet, he didn’t have a flavor. It really made people look and see.
She touched her lips, and suddenly there was a kind of tearing openness, and he was bullied by the urge to cry.
Realizing that his thoughts are too filthy, Ban Bang patted his face, it is really a disaster for the male demon, this kind of enchanting, let her accept it.
The Beijing Infantry Division, Dali Temple, and Kyoto Tuen Mun were all spurred by the shocking news that they almost fell off the bed.
Gangjun, who was just married to Houye, entered a large number of assassins. Cheng'an Houfu died several guards. Even the most used guards around Cheng Anhou were seriously injured. Now the doctor is being treated.
Out of such a big thing, all relevant departments have responsibilities, especially the assassination or Cheng An Hou, which is even more an earth-shattering event.
Officials from various departments rushed to Cheng'an Houfu with heavy rain. The guards of the garrison were the first to arrive. When he first walked to the main hospital, he smelled a lingering smell.
"Chen Tongling, please go here." A guard from Rongjia led him into the yard. Although the body in the yard had been removed, the blood in the yard told him that it would have been a long time ago. A fierce battle. Otherwise, such a big rain can not wash away this taste.

How many people are there in the Assassin?

"Returning to Chen, the assassin has a total of 22 people, 20 dead, and two live."
Chen Tong led the sacred decree to deal with the case overnight, and his attitude seemed to be very angry at someone who dared to assassinate Cheng Anhou. In fact, when he heard that Cheng Anhou was assassinated, he almost thought it was the hand of the man.
He observed it in the yard. The traces of the fight were very serious. There were traces of iron claws on the wall. It seems that the assassin came in through the wall. But Cheng'an Houfu is so big, even if today's wind and rain are big, there will be no people who have no janitor. These assassins can mix here silently, indicating that there may be internal factors in the government.
What surprised him the most was that these assassins came suddenly and Cheng Anhou was unprepared. In this case, this night, the fighting sound should be difficult to pass out, so even if the guards around Rong Rong are dead, they can't stop the attack of these killers. How did he stop these killers and block them?
There must be a bit tricky in the middle.
He looked at the manager behind the eyes and said, "Can you still say nothing?"
Governing and answering: "I don't know what Chen Tonglian still wants to know?"
"The lower official is enshrined to investigate this case. If your government is concealed, I am afraid that it is not very good to tell you there." Chen Tongling did not say too much. "Please ask your government to understand."
In charge of the incident, he said with a smile: "Please ask Chen Tongling to rest assured that if you have any questions you want to ask, you will know all the small things."
Chen Tong nodded. "In this case, it is better to ask this manager to tell me that so many assassins, your guards did not arrive in time, how Cheng Anhou stopped these assassins."
"Chen Tong led the corpses of these assassins and knew."
The descendants of Rong Jia placed the capital of the assassin's body in a piece. In order to facilitate the investigation, they did not move anything on the assassin.
Chen Tongling saw that four of these assassins died of arrow feathers, and others were wounds caused by swords. Even sword wounds are different. One is the commonly used epee, and the other is a light sword that is highly demanding on the craft.
The general guard does not use the light sword, so this sword injury is caused by Rong Jian?
However, he only heard that the arrow archery was outstanding. When was the sword method so good?
"Rong Houye's sword is so good that the officer is unexpected."
"Chen Tongling, these sword wounds are not caused by Hou Ye," the manager still smiled. "It happened to be heavy rain today. Fule County was a guest at the government. If he didn't leave, he stayed in the house for a night."
Chen Tong’s collar suddenly reflected:
Is these injuries caused by the owner of Fule County?

"No, there are two guards from the Fule County."
Chen Tong’s lead is to feel the martial arts of the Fule County, and then there is a cool back. These assassins are obviously prepared, and the only thing they have not expected is that the Fule County Lord will borrow in the Cheng'an Houfu. If the Fule County is not in the same place, Cheng Anhou's life can still be saved?
He used to listen to others saying that Fule County chief Koff, he always sneered. Judging from what happened after Rong Houye and Fule County’s main pro-family, the Fule County owner is a kof, and it is clearly that Wangfu is right.
"I don't know if you have the next function?"
"Chen Tong asked the small to go here," said the manager. "Maybe Houye will come out in a minute."
Chen Tong thought that Rong Hou is just a writer. When he encounters such a thing, it is normal to be frightened and need to clean up.
He waited in the warm room for a while, and saw the neatly dressed and rushed in. His face was slightly pale, his hair was scattered behind him, and he was still hot and humid.
Rong Rong went up to meet with Chen Tongling and said, "Seeing the guests with this face is rude."
"Hou Ye is too polite, things are right, and people who are not pedantic." Chen Tongling has been able to confirm that Rong Rong is going to take a shower and change clothes, and will see guests in this way. Those who have never seen blood, the first time I saw this terrible scene, could not help but want to go to bath, it is normal.
"Thank you for the understanding of Chen Tong." Rong Rong was seated and pleaded guilty. "Because of my business, it is a sin to be worried."
"Hou Ye, don't say this, Your Majesty's heart is full of your heart, and you are waiting for you to be like you. If you have something wrong, let him be sad, it is the real sin." Chen Tong leads himself I feel that this is a bit ironic. After careful calculation, Rong Hou is really a sire. This is a well-known thing, but because of that bad debt, no one dared to say it.
Even if you are always talking about making Hou Hou, a parent-child, it is also "being", not true.
The child has not spoken to the father, and his Majesty has used this method to express his dissatisfaction with the decision of the Emperor. However, if he is dissatisfied and dissatisfied, he can give Rong Rong an official, but he cannot re-recognize the grandmother of Rong Rong back to the royal family.
Chen Tongling asked again after the incident, Rong Rong did not conceal, and told the original story, but the content of the class, as far as possible, one or two sentences.
"I don't know if the Lord of Fule County is still in your house?"
Rong Rong apologized: "Fule County did not sleep well overnight, I am afraid that she will go to bed at this time."
"Hey," Chen Tong sighed and sighed and gave up a gift to Rong Rong. "I am afraid I have to bother Hou Ye and ask the county owner to take a trip."
Rong Rong frowned, looked at the sky outside, and lowered his eyes and said slowly: "The left and right county owners are in the government, and it is not appropriate to call a woman at night. It is better to wait for the day after dawn."
When Chen Tong was seen, Rong Rong was unwilling to ask the class to get up. He knew that if he persisted, he would offend such a seemingly gentle Hou Ye, and he would not mention it.
"Hou Ye said that it is not enough for the lower official to think."
There was a little smile on Rong Rong’s face, as if the person who was just cold was not his.
After a while, officials from the Beijing Infantry Division, Tuen Mun and Dali Temple came, which is destined to be a sleepless night.
When Baan woke up, he felt that his head was a little dizzy and his nose was still stuffed. She was dizzy and dressed in a pile of beautiful clothes, and she was still awkward to lift God.
This appearance falls in the eyes of Houfu's niece, that is, the Fule County chief is to save the Houye, and to fight the killer with the weak woman. Now she is afraid of it.
I think that the county magistrate is obviously afraid, but also insists on saving them Hou Yue. The prostitutes admire them more. They look at the eyes of the class, just like watching a female of war on the colorful clouds, dazzling from head to toe. People can't help but worship.
Drinking delicious porridge, Banyan found that the side dishes on the table all avoided the flesh and red, and any color that might make her uncomfortable did not appear in front of her eyes.
But today's things are delicious again, her appetite is not so good, just eat a small half bowl of porridge and put it down.
"County." Two female guards looked at her worriedly.
"I'm fine." Ban Yi waved his hand and was about to say something else. The descendants of Houfu came to report, saying that Dali Temple and the Guards Army commanded to see.
The class expected that they would ask her for the last night, and they went to the living room with the people of Houfu. The prostitutes were worried that the class was uncomfortable, and they followed up and cheered up, holding the bottle and holding the umbrella, all in one detail.
Chen Tongling did not think that the Fule County owner would be so arrogant even in the Cheng'an Houfu. With the beauty of the water behind her, the gesture was very diligent. If these nieces were wearing the green lumbar skirt of the prostitute in Anhou, he almost thought that these prostitutes were brought by the Fuk Lok’s master from the government. .
As soon as the class arrived, the prostitutes laid the mats, poured tea, and played fans. Even the class and the hands raised were all supported. This is to serve the guests, clearly serving a big Buddha. However, these prostitutes seem to be happy, and the eyes of the class are shining.
The prostitute of Cheng’an Houfu, he really... can’t understand.
"Chen Tongling," Ban Yi single-handedly, the whole person looks a little lazy. "I don't know Chen Tong sees me, what's the matter."
The official of Dali Temple was very familiar, so she only nodded with the other party.
"I was disturbed to the rest of the county, and the next official was very embarrassed, but in order to find out the big case last night, the lower official only offended."
"You said." Ban Yi nodded and did not feel that this matter was offensive.
"I would like to ask the county owner, since you have not lived in the same yard as Cheng Anhou, why can you hear the movement of this yard?"
"After last night, I didn't sleep well, and I heard a sound coming out in a vague way, but it didn't seem to be there. I thought that I couldn't sleep anyway. It would be better to go out and squat," Ban Yu listened to the rain outside the window. Laughing, "This kind of thunderstorm, if something goes wrong, others may not be able to hear it. There is nothing wrong with being careful."
"The county's main swordsmanship is superb, and the lower officials admire."
"I don't have to admire," the class slammed her forehead. Her head was a little dizzy, and the voice of her voice was very lazy. "Chen Tongling is the guardian of the squatting front. I have this sword in front of you, but it is a joke."

Chen Tong thought, can stop the swordsmanship of so many killers, how could it be a joke?
"Counter, what's wrong with you?" Rong Rong noticed that Ban's face was a little bit wrong. She got up and walked up to her and reached out to look at her forehead. Her face suddenly changed. "You are feverish."
"Come, come to the palace and ask for a doctor!"
It must have been too much for last night.
He looked at him with impatience: "You, what's the matter, ask later."
The class shook his dizzy head, she was feverish?
Let's hold her head down: "Don't shake."