From Puppet Prince To Night King

2021-09-03

Chapter 37 37. Offense and Defense Rain.

Light rain.

April 7th.

The rain like needles of ox's hair drifts with the wind in the third watch.

In the town with white walls and black tiles, every household closed their doors.

Wu Xiang was sitting under the eaves, the rainwater fell drop by drop along the pitch-black tiles into broken beads, splashing tiny ripples in the pits and ponds on the ground.

He has made arrangements.

This arrangement is no arrangement.

If there is an inner responder by his side, and he goes to mobilize the county soldiers or catch the fast, it can only beat the grass to scare the snake, so that the snake will be alarmed and not come back.

He vaguely felt that it had something to do with Golden Sparrow Hills, and he could see more only when the snake came out of the hole.

“Why, life is always so helpless and impermanent” Wu Xiang sighed either thinking of Ge Shuyun or something else.

He looked up and smiled helplessly, grabbing the bottle gourd to drink, seemingly casual, but his spirit was extremely concentrated, ready to shoot or dodge at any time.

He had already checked the black candles that came back from the forensics, except that he knew that the candles were made of human wax.

The reinforcement information of the sect has also arrived. The Constable Zhao Bishan of the Crane family, Hua Qingqing, who is chasing the wind, will arrive early in the morning, and follow-up reinforcements will arrive one after another. This also means that if the other party wants to kill him, tonight It's the best time.

The opponent thought he was seriously injured, but in fact he wasn't. This was the biggest advantage.

I just don't know if the nameless benefactor came as promised.

Wu Xiang bowed his head, looked smiling, his moustache was still stained with wine, and whispered softly: "Last year in this door today, the faces of the peach blossoms were red.

I don't know where the face is going, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze."

He was reading a poem, the peach blossoms in the courtyard were being hit by the wind and rain, and he suddenly thought of Xiaotou.

Xiao Tou is a thin woman, she always likes to wear loose clothes to cover her thinness.

She is a Constable . She is also the Senior Sister he has partnered with many times.

However, Xiao Tou mysteriously disappeared in the "White Shadow Case", and he never came back without a trace of life and death.

"That's the case in catching Kuai. When you walk, some acquaintances suddenly disappear." Wu Xiang sighed secretly. Obviously, the matter of Ge Shuyun made him unable to dig out the burial. long memory.

"If I were Ge Shuyun back then, would I dare to issue a military order to reverse the case?"

He asked himself.

But he answered himself.

"Of course I dare!"

On a silent night, before the war, people tend to think wildly, and he is no exception.

Just then, there was a strange knock on the door.

dong dong dong ~~ dong dong dong ~~~ This sound, like the fire of war lit the night.

Wu Xiang was refreshed and his body tensed immediately.

dong dong dong ~~~~ The knocking on the door is still ringing, it seems that if there is no answer, the knocking on the door will continue.

Wu Xiang didn't respond, his figure flashed and hid in the shadow behind a wooden pillar.

Suddenly, two dark shadows were thrown into the courtyard from outside the door.

Clap! ! spinning . Wu Xiang From the shadows, he saw two human heads.

Righteous Pavilion's catcher caps are still attached to people's heads, apparently two catchers on duty, and two pairs of dead pupils are illuminated in the red lanterns. A strong anger suddenly fiercely stabs Into Wu Xiang's heart.

"I've set out to catch them and put them on duty at a distance They never and shouldn't be involved in your assassination. They won't get in your way.

The battlefield is here, why are you rushing to me, why are you still killing them?! Kill and hunt before the gate of the Righteous Pavilion, where is the king's law? Where is the awe?!!"

Although the second sentence was nonsense, Wu Xiang couldn't help roaring in his heart.

In an instant, his anger was ignited.

"These hunters all have families! They eat the official family's food to support their families! They are all living people, the father of the son, the husband of the wife, yes The family's support!!"

He clenched his fists, his pupils were bloodshot, and stared silently at the two heads in the courtyard in the rainy night.

dong dong dong ~~ dong dong dong ~~~ Just then, the knock on the door rang again.

It's weird.

Wu Xiang suddenly understood.

The other party is cautious enough.

Forcing him to open the door.

If he doesn't open the door, the other party will continue to kill and throw more heads.

Wu Xiang squinted his eyes and raised his voice actively: "Who?"

dong dong dong ~~ dong dong dong ~~~ No one answered , only the knocking on the door continued.

Wu Xiang knew that he couldn't go to the door, because opening the door was like touching a corpse before, and he might instantly enter a situation where he couldn't breathe. If he was ambushed, it would be even worse.

He thought like electricity, but he couldn't hold it any longer, he could only use his strength to slam the door from a distance.

But then, the information that he pretended to be injured would be exposed.

But these murderers, extorting people's lives, he had to compromise.

Wu Xiang raised his hand and waved, the rain in the air like a big hand, he flew out and slapped the door open.

The door fell to the ground, and in the rain, steam and smoke, walked out a silhouette wrapped in a gray cloak, with her cheeks hidden in the hood,

The silhouette moved forward, the cloak's hood. The skirt covers the boots and completely wraps the silhouette, reminiscent of some kind of sectarian.

This believer's hands are shrunk, straight, hidden in the sleeves, as if holding something.

Suddenly He opened his sleeves, revealing a pair of hands as pale as wax, holding a candle on them.

Black candle.

The candle burst into flames suddenly in the rainy night.

The moment Wu Xiang saw the believer, he immediately shot, the wind and rain with strength hidden in one sleeve cut through the space of more than ten meters and fanned out straight.

But the fire still rose.

Suddenly on and off!

Immediately afterwards, a man with a hat flashed in front of the gray-clothed cultivator, his whole body bursting with energy, turning into an air hood to block Wu Xiang's far-reaching blow.

Immediately, the man in the hat let out a weird man laugh of "hehe hee".

He rushed towards Wu Xiang swiftly, holding a thin sword behind him, with a strange temperament and a strange posture. Even the gesture style of this sword was extremely strange.

The moment the fire was lit, Wu Xiang felt a strong sense of weirdness in his heart.

Choking.

The suffocation as strong as drowning came over the cage.

He knew that the black candle was weird, and it didn't stop.

He pointed his toes, rose on the ground, flew into the eaves, and flew back.

But standing at a high place, with the light of the red lanterns in the rainy night in this small county, he could see clearly that there were four doors in front of the East, South, West, and North of the Righteous Pavilion. A Grey Cultist.

And the four black candles were lit at the same time when it was confirmed that he was in the house.

At this moment, four invisible small areas overlapped and merged, turning into a large area covering the entire Righteous Pavilion of the small county.

Although Wu Xiang could not confirm the use of black candles, he vaguely guessed it.

This candle can instantly burn out the breathable gas in the air in a small area.

The current four candles directly make this area a suffocating area.

And it seems. Those spooky gray-clothed cultists, as well as the man in the hat, are not affected by suffocation.

Wu Xiang smiled bitterly in his heart.

Today's peril is far surpasses the imagination.

But to solve the case, isn't it just rolling in the foul wind and bloody rain? The capture of Righteous Pavilion is at least worthy of the word "righteous"! The blood in his heart was surging, and his body was like a big eagle swept across the sky, suddenly refracted, and flew away with this breath.

As long as you leave the area, then this suffocating domain will not be self-defeating.

But at the same time, he also confirmed that there is definitely an inner responder in the Righteous Pavilion, otherwise the other party would not know his location clearly.

sou!

sou!

Wu Xiang is running with this breath.

Behind him, the wickedly laughing man with the rapier in his hands followed closely behind him.

And at this moment, Wu Xiang suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Becausehe found the next roof, and suddenly a tall and thin man with a hat appeared.

When the tall and thin man in bucket hat saw him, he drew his knife.

The knife opened three twisted blood grooves, and the hand showed an evil and magical sense.

But if you block, you will be caught up by the rapier man behind you.

There is no way to escape from the front and back.

And how long is his breath impossible to support Wu Xiang's thoughts are like electricity, but he can't cook without rice. He fights in a suffocated area without air and oxygen. Even if there are thousands of means, they cannot be used.

He couldn't help but wonder if the nameless benefactor was here.

The thought just flashed A scene that was so sudden that it made anyone stunned.

A silhouette suddenly appeared beside him, suddenly grabbed the clothes on his back, and suddenly went away, like an electric light that pierced through the night, and instantly landed on several li. on the street outside.

Wu Xiang turned his head to one side and saw the familiar copper mask.

His heart was full of surprises.

"Engong! The second time, you saved me the second time!"

Wu Xiang said with a smile excitedly while gasping for breath.

He was about to say something,but Bai Yuan interrupted him with a hoarse voice, coldly said: "Man, you deal with it."

After saying that, He disappeared in front of Wu Xiang's eyes again in an instant, and then flashed to the top of a high pavilion in Moshan County.

Rainy night, lonely shadow, high, overlooking the overall situation.

He is assassin Only Grade 9.

Naturally, he won't go head-to-head with a Grade 7 opponent.

Therefore, he has to find a good position, like the Death God wandering in the shadows, waiting for the deadly harvest to bestow those living beings who imitate the human world for liberation.

(end of this chapter)