Novoland: Eagle Flag: Three

The dark shadow crouched quietly on the roof beam. There was the sound of a mouse creaking in the dark. A mouse looked around vigilantly in the dark and then ran towards him, completely unaware of his presence.

For an assassin, the first training is to stand in the swamp where mosquitoes are flying. This training will last for four hours every year. The teacher stood beside the swamp like a stone statue holding a long whip. The trained children can clearly feel the leeches sucking his blood. The huge mosquitoes are nailed to the back. The unbearable pain and itching all over the body are constantly swimming around. Occasionally, there will be snakes slipping past him quietly...but they must not move even a little bit. With a slight flick of the muscle, the teacher's whip will also hit the head and face. After a year of training their skin will be cold as stone even in the height of summer without a drop of sweat the sharpest animal will not be able to perceive their presence the teacher's test is to put a poisonous snake in his cuff the new assassin must carry it until then The snake swam by itself.

Compared to martial arts and guts, perseverance is the key to an assassin's survival.

"Old...mouse!"

The sound of the mouse clearly alarmed the people below. The young girl opened the curtain and climbed up, holding up a candlestick and looking for the mouse tremblingly.

Yuran is very afraid of mice. There has never been such a small animal in the Featherman's forest. The dirty fur and sharp claws of this small thing make people shudder. What's more frightening is the pair of black eyes that are sneaky and fierce. So since she lived in Nanhuai, she has developed a habit that whenever she hears the sound of a mouse at night, she will search carefully in the room and will not stop if she can't find it.

"Ouch!" Yu Ran felt as if his feet had been bitten by something on the ground.

"You stepped on my plan..." A faint girl's voice sounded from under her feet.

Yu Ran jumped up with a cry of surprise, and the candlestick fell to the ground. Thanks to the white girl who stretched out her hand to protect the candle. The astrologer shook his head helplessly and looked at the scattered calculation chips under Yu Ran's feet. Originally, Yuran just stepped on one piece, but with that jump, she just jumped into the center of the calculation array and messed up the calculation formula.

"You...what are you doing?" Yu Ran was still in shock.

Ximen's schedule is always different from that of ordinary people. She observes the stars and rehearses calculations in the dead of night, and there are not many houses left behind the barracks, so she and Ximen live in the same room. After the summer, it was getting colder outside, so Ximen arranged her huge formula inside the house, but now the formula has been trampled 20% out of order.

"It counts as Ziwei's rotation" Ximen was not angry.

"Then you... have you figured it out?"

"Ziwei has already been trampled to pieces by you." Ximen pointed to the array of calculations under Yuran's feet.

"Huh?" Yu Ran hurriedly moved away from the place where she was standing in surprise.

"Be careful..." After a moment of silence, Ximen said, "Okay, now you have stepped on the Big Dipper..."

The man on the roof beam thought it was a bit ridiculous, but his body was still moving like a stone. "Zhi..." the alert mouse suddenly raised its front paws and squatted up, watching its surroundings furtively. Startled, the assassin realized he had made a mistake by breathing. Although he didn't move just now, he adjusted his breathing slightly. The change in breathing has been noticed by the mouse.

"I...I have to find that mouse." Yu Ran was only wearing obscene clothes and shivering with his shoulders hugged, but he was steadfast in catching the mouse.

This mouse is going to ruin his business! The thought flitted through the assassin's mind. Fortunately, the mouse didn't really notice that there was a living person on the roof beam with it, so it continued to crawl towards the assassin. The assassin watched quietly as the little animal slowly approached and finally crawled into his tiger's mouth. In an instant, he pinched the whole mouse in his hand. The mouse's neck was suddenly broken by him, and it died before it even wailed. After this action, he still crouched quietly in the shadow of the roof beam, holding the dead mouse.

"There is no sound, maybe he ran away." Ximen held up a candlestick and shone on the roof. The faint candle light could not penetrate the darkness of the roof.

"It will come back again!" Yu Ran nodded vigorously, wanting to prove to Ximen that such a terrible thing would happen again.

"I'll kill it when I run back again." Ximen hesitated and changed the word "I'll clean it."

Astrologer's profession is concerned only with arithmetic. Simon has always been careless about the use of words. "Killing" a mouse is a standard expression in her opinion and has no **** meaning. But she and the people in this wild army haven't really gotten to know Yu Ran yet, of course she has to force herself to adapt to some of Ximen's sayings like "we can buy a cow and kill it and eat its meat", and Ximen also has to try something more Complex colloquial changes. After Long Xiang explained that "cleaning" can be used not only to clean the house but also to solve some unpleasant things, Ximen began to try to use the word as much as possible. For example, "We want to clean up the princes who are besieging the city." Xiang Kongyue also had to marvel at the boldness of this expression, which made him feel ashamed of himself as a proud prince.

The little white girl carefully spread out a piece of cotton cloth and covered the huge formula in it. After that, the two girls blew out the candles and pulled down the gauze curtain on the bed. Except for the slight breathing of the girls, the room was silent, and the cold moonlight came in through the window, and one could vaguely see the surroundings. Ximen was using the moonlight to watch and make calculations, which was even more difficult for a well-trained assassin. He quietly moved to the top of the big bed on his knees and elbows until he could clearly see the sleeping faces of the two girls when he looked down.

This is a rare opportunity. The samurai may return at any time when they go out. The assassin untied the long cloth belt wrapped around his waist and hung it on the strong rafters, then he hooked the cloth belt with his toes and slowly dropped it down, gently scratching the gauze curtain on the top of the bed. This is the most prudent approach. The calculation of the little girl in white covering the entire ground made it difficult for him to approach the bed quietly. In his sleep, Yu Ran lightly licked his lips. The assassin was silent for a while and decided to deal with the girl first. In comparison, Ximen's resistance ability is weaker. If he can solve Yuran, he is confident that he can subdue Ximen even if he is empty-handed. He took out a black bottle. The extremely viscous black oil in the bottle had a slightly sweet smell. He hung down a long and thin thread from the mouth of the bottle, and it slowly fell to Yuran's lips. The black oil edged down the thin thread and merged into a small drop of oil, which hung on Yuran's lips.

Yu Ran's lip color is lighter than ordinary people's, but that lip color has a slight warmth, even under the moonlight, it still makes people's hearts thump. The assassin's eyes slowly moved down to see the almost transparent skin under the gauze obscene clothes. The slender waist made the **** more plump, and the sleeping Ximen accidentally put his hand on Yuran's chest when he turned over while breathing gently. A slight dizziness caused the assassin's hand to tremble, and the thin line floated away from Yuran's lips.

The world of assassins is always lonely. They are like snakes watching in the dark, and they can never reveal their identities. They don't even dare to visit brothels because they are afraid of being searched in their sleep. There are few opportunities to contact women and few to complete a big task. The organization will arrange women to serve him. Those women are very obedient and you can do anything to them but without exception they can't speak because their tongues are cut off. And he can't touch women until the end of the next mission.

The allure of the girl's body made his mouth dry. Holding his breath, he slid down quietly until he was only a foot above Yu Ran. The girl's extremely light body fragrance made him swallow hard. His hands were trembling slightly, moving obscenely up and down on Yuran's **** with a half inch gap.

"It's a pity for such a woman." He thought so but couldn't help it. The order received was to kill the two women and try to make it look like a sign of an insulted death. But it's just a fake sign. Only a madman would really take the risk. He knows how terrible the companions of these two women are. He once saw from a distance that the young man with a long knife chopped off a cavalryman in half the moment he crossed the horse, leaving only half of his body running away with the horse. He wasn't sure about fighting this kind of warrior, he just wanted to savor this kind of girl's aura before making a move.

When he leaned on Yuran's waist and was about to reach his lower abdomen, he suddenly discovered a strange thing - a shadow was cast on Yuran's body!

He always thought that this shadow was caused by something in front of the window being covered by the moonlight, but he suddenly remembered clearly that Yuran and Ximen's bed was facing the window and there was nothing between the bed. His breath was completely messed up, and cold sweat flowed all over his body. He knew that it was a person standing in front of the bed, and he didn't even notice this person's breath! The tactics this man used against him were like the ones he used against that mouse. It was the ultimate "stone puppet technique"!

The whistling sound of the sword tore apart the peace in the room. The assassin suddenly turned up and pulled out the one-foot short knife from his waist, and slashed it obliquely. And the rapier of the person standing in front of the bed pierced the bed curtain at an even weirder angle. The fine wind stirred the gauze tent, but the two weapons never intersected once. Both sides used strange killer swords. They used the most vicious attack instead of defense, so they could only withdraw their hands halfway.

Yu Ran and Ximen were startled by the roar of the weapons, and when they opened their eyes, everything in front of them was unbelievable. The gauze curtain had been cut into pieces of snow by the blade of a blade, and two men in black were brandishing weapons. Fight on their beds!

"Low your head!" one of them suddenly said. Ximen suddenly realized that it was Long Xiang's voice, so he pushed Yuran's head into the pillow.

In an instant, Long Xiang raised his sword in the air and made more than fifty consecutive sword strikes. At this time, he finally used the "Introduction of Snow" in Qimingxu's Sword to the extreme Overwhelmed the opponent's ability to dodge. Unless it is a samurai in armor, there is absolutely no room for retaliation.

Long Xiang didn't want to kill the assassin, more importantly, he wanted to capture him alive.

During his fierce attack, the assassin covered his vitals with his arms and flew back violently. As soon as Long Xiang drew the sharp edge of the stabbing sword, he chased after his back. Ximen and Yuran watched the fight in horror, the pursuit and escape were so fast that it was unbelievable that the two figures cast by the moonlight were too faint to catch. A blue flame suddenly cut through the darkness. That green fire turned out to be from the assassin's vacated left hand that shot directly at Long Xiang's eyes.

"You Huang!" Long Xiang yelled, pulling up his robe and covering it in front of him.

Assassins are not good at the occult. That green fire was just sprayed out from an extremely thin iron cylinder in his sleeve, but the formula of this "youhuang" fire oil is rarely known among assassins, and Long Xiang only heard that this kind of flame is highly poisonous. of. The blue fire was completely wrapped by the hem of the robe, but it did not go out, but burned more violently along the clothes. Long Xiang had no choice but to step on the window sill and fell back into the room, looking up to the sky. But before he had time to extinguish the green fire on his clothes, he was knocked upside down by something under his feet and fell to the ground.

The assassin charged at the door of the backyard with all his strength. The opponent is undoubtedly a master who is proficient in assassination techniques, he is absolutely not sure to complete the task in front of such an opponent, and "You Huang" can only be used once, so he must take this opportunity to escape. He had already touched the concealed courtyard door, but he was stunned suddenly. He clearly felt a strong and irresistible aura penetrated the courtyard door and directly pressed on his body.

"There is someone over there!"

This thought just exploded in my mind, and a silver spear had already pierced through the door. The spear's force didn't seem sharp, but with a slight shake of the spear, the door was shattered into pieces. The gun shadow trembled slightly and erratically stabbed at the assassin's hand. The assassin backed away in horror. But the speed at which the gun shadow approached was far beyond the assassin's imagination. It was like a branch trembling in the wind, and it seemed that it could be missed with a single blow. However, the assassin had an intuition behind this seemingly fragile attack. A more terrifying opponent than the one just now is hidden.

In any case, you can't wait for the opponent behind you to catch up! The assassin made up his mind and threw the dagger violently, forcing the enemy to protect themselves while he volleyed up at the same time! Assassins are masters at regulating their breathing. This skill allows them to soar far beyond ordinary people's imagination. He wants to jump behind him before the enemy has time to react!

But he was completely wrong. At that moment, he had an illusion that the dense snow spread in front of his eyes, and the opponent took his gun and soared higher. The gun flashed in mid-air like lightning and pierced his shoulder blades on both sides. He fell down weakly, only to see the man in white falling down gently as if weightless, walking towards him slowly.

Following the sound of hurried footsteps, Ji Ye and Lu Guichen rushed into the yard with their weapons in hand. When they walked into the front yard, they had already heard the sound of fighting behind them. And what they saw was the battlefield where the victory and defeat had already been decided. The old man with a silver beard pointed a silver spear at the assassin in black with a mocking smile on his lips: "Students are still too young after all!"

The commander of the Chu and Wei army in a white Confucian shirt sat quietly under the only candle in the military tent, and carefully wiped the silver-gray horn bow in his hand with a piece of oil paper. The military academy in black and armed with a knife hurriedly walked out of the tent door and knelt down on one knee instead of entering the tent: "Someone in General Bai has broken the Tang Dynasty's formation and entered the city!"

Bai Yi's hand wiping the bowstring suddenly stopped and remained silent for a long time: "How many people?"

"One person!"

"One person?" Bai Yi raised his eyebrows and slapped the horn bow on the table gently.

"Yes! Scattered the light **** camp of Xia Tang and killed more than 50 people. When the crossbowmen arrived, it was too late to catch up."

"Back off."

The military academy left quietly. Suddenly a spark from the candle illuminated the hornbow on the table. Bai Yi gently plucked the bowstring and made a trembling sound.