The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 642:
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A guard hesitated for a moment and then said: "Sir, actually there were originally, but I heard that there was a tragedy here not long ago, it was haunted, and everyone in the nearby villages had moved away." He pointed to not far away. A small village whispered a few words into the ear of the guard captain, and the captain's expression immediately changed.
"Since there is a village nearby, let's live there." When the car curtain was lifted, it was Feng Zhiwei who spoke.
"Concubine..."
Feng Zhiwei had already lowered the car curtain without any explanation.
The guard captain gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and the convoy headed in that direction. Not long after, they arrived at a small village, found a few cleaner houses, and came to invite Feng Zhiwei.
"It's really desolate." Feng Zhiwei got out of the car and was about to go to a residential house when her nose suddenly smelled a strange smell.
She stopped, her eyes changed, and suddenly said: "I can't hold on anymore, let's go."
"Huh?" The guard captain gave her repeated orders that made Monk Zhang Er confused. Feng Zhiwei had already turned around and returned to the car.
The guard captain was still there, Feng Zhiwei was urging her in the car, "Still not leaving?"
The guards were helpless, thinking that noble people are difficult to serve, so they had to gather the team again and pass through the village. Feng Zhiwei couldn't help urging the team to move quickly, but the ground after the snow fell was muddy, and the wheels always got stuck, but Feng Zhiwei didn't even say stop. Everyone was sweating profusely because of their busy work. After finally walking a few miles, Feng Zhiwei looked back at the village and sighed: "It looks like we can't go far. There's a man nearby." Linzi, let’s rest on the carriage.”
As if they had received an amnesty, the guards quickly drove their carriages and horses into the woods. After walking a few steps, they suddenly heard a "whoosh" in the distance, and a cluster of golden fireworks shot into the sky. The fireworks illuminated for miles around. I could vaguely see the small village I had just stayed in, with figures flashing and fighting going on.
Where the fireworks lit up, a tall figure was clearly reflected, dancing wildly with a knife, and then was chopped down by countless swords.
It was like a silent shadow puppet show, but it revealed the blood-soaked killing splendor.
Everyone stared in that direction blankly, keeping their twisted postures and freezing, thinking that if the fireworks hadn't lit up, they wouldn't have known about the assassination behind them, and if the concubine hadn't been vigilant and refused to stay overnight in the small village. , I'm afraid that people like myself are now involved in this fight.
At this moment, in an inland town not far from the official road, such assassinations are happening almost without fear, which shows that the other party has a great background. How can there be any good life if you are involved in such a thing?
The fireworks went out as soon as they lit up, and everyone slowly turned their heads in the darkness, feeling that their vests were soaked with cold sweat in an instant.
"Concubine..." The guard captain called Feng Zhiwei in a low voice, feeling ashamed and grateful. Feng Zhiwei waved his hand to stop him and said, "We may not be out of the opponent's ambush range. ."
As soon as these words came out, everyone became nervous again. The guard captain swallowed his saliva and said: "It seems that the status of the side that was attacked is not low. Those golden fireworks can only be used by princes and nobles. If the nearby officials see the fireworks, they will Came to help..."
"Really?" Feng Zhiwei sneered, her eyes looking down were clear and cold, "Since someone dares to ambush and attack here, why are they afraid of the local government? Just watch, no one will come."
Why would anyone come? If you guessed it right, this is the place where the Seventh Prince's subordinates massacred the village. Since they massacred the village in a local area and pretended to claim military merit, they must not be able to hide it from the local government. When the merit was reported, the local government must have gained a lot of benefits. It can be said to be a rope. It was obvious that the grasshopper was an envoy from the imperial court trying to investigate the case around him, but the seventh prince wanted to trick him into death in the dead village. Then he would just hand it over to the bandits, common people or even the Qingyang Sect, and it would be over. So don't say that the government won't take care of it, I'm sure the government will still tip it off.
Feng Zhiwei leaned against the carriage and listened quietly to the shouts of death in the distance. The chaotic north wind easily confused those death calls, but she still heard that there were many people in the ambush. The Seventh Prince must have A lot of money was spent.
When she entered the village just now, she smelled a little bit of the smell of medicine. It was not poison, but some kind of extremely cold medicinal material. Zong Chen once said that some medicines are used as inducers, which are good for people with dark diseases. For sick people, it is more effective than poison.
So she immediately withdrew and expressed to the people lurking in the dark that she did not want to get involved in the muddy waters.
It seems that Concubine Prairie's carriage mark has made the other party wary, and they have not made any move yet.
The sound of fighting in front gradually became weaker.
Have those people succeeded? Or...
Feng Zhiwei suddenly opened her eyes and raised her eyebrows.
From the other direction, there are many people with strong martial arts skills who are approaching quickly!
Was he going to clean up the battlefield in the small village, or was he finally worried and came to clean up himself?
Feng Zhiwei sat steadily, stretched out the car curtain, and gestured to the outside.
The imperial guards could not understand this gesture, but her secret guards understood it. They immediately moved silently and occupied various enemy terrains. They knelt on one knee, stretched their hands behind their backs, and grasped the hilt of the knife exposed behind their shoulders. .
Although the imperial guards did not understand what they were doing, they vaguely knew that something was about to happen. The captain waved his hand with a white face, and a group of guards quickly came over and squatted down, half-kneeling in front of the carriage, bows and arrows cocked, eyes wide open. Staring warily at the rich night.
"Whoosh." A series of clothes passed by with the sound of wind. The imperial guards felt that their eyes were blurred. There were countless masked people on all sides.
The guard captain swallowed, stood up, and shouted: "Who is coming! Name me quickly! This is Concubine Huzhuo and Princess Shengying..."
"Kill!"
Two commands cut off the regular self-introduction at the same time, one came from the masked killer, and the other came from Feng Zhiwei!
At the exit of the word "kill", black and gray shadows flashed in succession, passing through the snow and rain, and met in mid-air in an instant, crashing into each other!
"Crack!"
The masked man drew his knife in mid-air, and the sharp light of the knife lit up like a rainbow, slashing the opponent's head straight!
"Bang!"
The secret guard of Blood Pagoda raises his knees in mid-air without avoiding the light of the sword! With a muffled sound, the knee hit the opponent's abdomen, and a blood hole burst out. The blood spurted out and the sword's force immediately weakened. The hidden guard who was knocked into the enemy's arms caught it, and slashed and spun!
More than ten big heads flew up and down, and there was a rain of blood in the air!