Nightfall Chapter 30: I see Suzaku killing more often
Chapter 30, I see the Suzaku more slaughter
In the sixth year of the Apocalypse, Datang and the Kingdom of Yan went to war. General Xiahou’s right-wing army was too late and was severely reprimanded by the court. General Xiahou reported that he had encountered Yan Guofuqi in Huangfengling, and the right-wing army was cut. It chased it again, so it was lost.
People in Chang'an City didn’t know that the Yan Guo Fuqi killed by the Right Army led by Xiahou was actually all imperial frontiers around Huangfengling. Several villages were slaughtered by the Right Army. The head of the villager man pretended to be the leader of Yanqi, but afterwards the responsibility for the massacre of these villages was shifted to the Yan people.
The entire village was slaughtered, no matter where it was placed, it was a major event, especially in the Datang Empire. Therefore, the court did not believe Xiahou’s excuses and sent effective officials to investigate. However, those villages have been slaughtered long ago. The investigating officials also had some problems with any personal testimony, so the court later concluded that what Xiahou said was true.
Because of the slaughter of the village, the people of Yan people paid a large amount of fertile land in the Hexi area and sent the prince as a hostage. They barely calmed down the anger of the Tang people, but not many people knew that the villagers whose heads were cut off and burned would be in the underworld. No one knew what kind of grievances a black and thin boy had escaped from the village.
The black and thin boy is Drow.
He and Ning Que met on the edge of Minshan Mountain and were taken away by a practitioner until today.
"Hey, what realm are you now? Don't be confused or Dongxuan?"
"Oh, you a spiritual idiot also know the realm?"
"Of course, it is an idiot to practice such a simple thing."
Ning Que was actually just showing off the knowledge he had just learned in front of a long-lost friend.
"Dongxuan, you, my poor and respectable master has just stepped into it until the day he died. As for the poor and pathetic me... I am still crawling in the first stage, otherwise I will use it. Acting as a fart undercover!"
Ning Que looked at him mockingly and said, "I really don’t know what the old man looked at you back then. I beg you to go with him. He doesn’t want him, but he looks at you, a foolish black charcoal. Head off."
Zall surprisingly did not refute, and after a long silence, he said: "Xiao Ningzi, in fact, I kept thinking afterwards that I learned nothing from the master. You are so smart. If you followed the master at that time , Will it be better, at least not like I am now. I have been in the military for so many years, but I still haven't been able to get to Xiahou's side. I can't find out the news from the upper level."
Ning Que looked at him quietly, suddenly laughed, and said: "Who said you didn't inquire about anything, at least now we know how many times Xiahou goes to the hut?"
"These things didn't help kill him in any way."
"It's helpful." Ning Que looked into his eyes seriously, and said: "On the way here, I killed an assassin team in Xiahou. All of it depends on the news you gave me over the years."
Zall knows exactly what kind of strength Xiahou's assassin team possesses. He looked at the boy in front of him in shock and wondered what kind of adventure this guy had encountered after seven years. It happened, but he didn't express the doubts in his heart. He just smiled and asked: "How does it feel to kill Xiahou for the first time?"
"It feels good." Ning Que recalled the feeling when the three swords were slashed out, and said yoyo. Suddenly he frowned and stared at Drow's dark face and said: "I was discovered that the relationship between you and me, then Not great."
"Chang'an City is very big, don’t think you can see the enemy at any time. And you should understand one thing. For those big men, the generals’ people are dead, and our village has been slaughtered. , So you and I are non-existent people, naturally no one will be wary of us."
"Speaking of you, the dignified general Xiahou's squadron, how did you become the one you said... the gold medalist of the Goldfish Gang?"
"I followed my boss to report on my duties and returned to Beijing. I didn’t expect the military to ask me to be a spy. Besides, our gang was called the Yulong Gang. The boss asked me to stare at our helper because Some people suspect that he has a relationship with Yuelun State. As you know, many of the royal family's business and even the military's material transportation sometimes rely on these gangs to maintain order. If they collude with the enemy country, the problem will be serious. "
"Should we help the boss?" Ning Que frowned and looked at him, and said, "There is a problem with these four words, which shows that you respect this master. You have even regarded yourself as a popular thug in the gang, Xiao Heizi, you have to be sober. Although I have never been an undercover agent, I have watched a lot. I know that the role of undercover agent cannot be emotional. Once emotional, the end will definitely be very tragic."
"Our helper is a good person." Zall lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then he raised his head to look at Ning Que and said seriously: "Actually... he should have seen my identity, but he didn't treat me. Do anything."
Ning Que still wanted to persuade him a few more words, Zall raised his right hand firmly to refuse, and said: "He is my elder brother, he is the elder brother I respect very much, you don’t need to persuade him, on the contrary I have something to ask you , If anything happens to me in the future, I hope you will give me some kindness to my elder brother when it is convenient."
Ning Que was silent and looked at him quietly. He didn't know what stories had happened in the biggest gang in the capital, Chang'an, but he saw that Zall was serious and could not help being curious about the gang leader. , What kind of gangster is that who can make Zall so convinced that even if he dies, he can't worry about his kindness?
At the end of the first conversation seven years later, the two briefly described the recent situation.
After hearing about the assassination of Beishan Road, Zall asked in shock: "Why don't you catch the princess line with such a good opportunity? Even if she is too far from our class, but as long as you take After begging my master to death, no one in this world can refuse you?"
Ning Que shook his head and said firmly: "No, the princess seems virtuous and thoughtful, but in fact she is innocent, stupid and idiot. Following her may lose her life at any time."
The two parties broke up at the small restaurant. Ning Que and Sangsang left first, and then began to ask for directions again, and then asked for directions. Seeing that they had to walk to the town where the inn was located, it was raining in the sky. .
With a puffy sound, the **** umbrella was placed on top of the two of them like a black lotus, covering the sky with rain. Sangsang held the handle of the umbrella tightly with both hands, raised his small face and asked in confusion:" Why do you always say that the princess is an idiot? In fact, she is really nice."
"Not bad..." Ning Que looked at the road in the rain in front of him and shook his head slowly.
Suzque Avenue, which leads directly to the Northern Palace, was originally gray, but turned black after being soaked by rain. Ning Que and Sangsang stood by the side of the road and looked at them. They only felt like a long, black satin. The belt, worn on the chest of the magnificent Chang'an City, is beautiful, solemn and heart-palpiting, especially the carved red bird in the middle of the avenue. Two eyes staring at them without anger and prestige seem to fly from the rocks. Get up and kill yourself.
The two masters and servants under the black umbrella felt the ancient sense of killing at the same time, fear gushing out from the deepest part of their bodies, and the two hands they were holding instantly became extremely cold, stiff and unable to move. Move on.
They just stood beside the road with a **** umbrella. They didn't know how long they stood until the wind subsided, the sun shrouded the long street again, and the pedestrians walked around. They came back to their senses.
Looking intently, there is nothing unusual about the portrait of Suzaku deep in the royal road.