Turbulent Times Chapter 190: Mowei and Tianying Palace

The old man in Taoist robe had a complex expression, and was about to say something, when he suddenly felt a murderous aura, and the needlepoint pierced his back.

Only masters who really want to kill and are sure they can kill will bring this kind of murderous aura.

Now there is no doubt that such a person has come behind him, and he can even feel a muscle in the back of his neck suddenly stiffen.

But the old man didn't turn his head back, he didn't even move the slightest bit. Although he was just standing casually now, his limbs, limbs, and the whole body's aura were completely balanced and coordinated, and there was absolutely no defect or weakness.

But as long as you look back, you will never be able to maintain this situation. Even if it is just a moment of negligence, it is enough to reveal a fatal flaw. He must not give the other party such a chance.

The other party has been waiting for this kind of opportunity, Wang Junlin also felt this kind of murderous intent, but he did not continue to create opportunities for the latecomers to kill the old man.

The visitor was an old man with gray eyebrows and gray hair, but no beard, and a ruddy complexion. This old man is none other than the mysterious old **** Mo Jiuhan beside Yang Lihua.

Although during this period of time, Wang Junlin has relied on many Nighthawk intelligence organizations in the hands of Yang Lihua, but he has always been wary of Mo Laohan, who is in charge of Nighthawk, and always feels that this old guy has an unfathomable secret behind his benevolent eyebrows. Intentions.

Wang Junlin knew a long time ago that since he met Yang Lihua, his every move has been under the surveillance of Nighthawk. Even though the Nighthawk envoy has been helping him, this situation has never changed.

So, it is impossible for Mo Jiuhan not to know about the bet he made with the so-called Fang Wai Gao of the so-called Xianyin Gate in the Royal Manor these days.

Therefore, although Mo Jiuhan's appearance at this time was unexpected, it was also reasonable. However, Wang Junlin didn't think that the real purpose of Mo Jiuhan's appearance was to help him.

Recalling Mo Jiuhan's terrifying agility when he appeared just now, Wang Junlin suddenly found that the elegant temperament on the other party was very similar to that of the Taoist robed old man. However, if it weren't for the fierce fight between him and the old man in Taoist robe just now, it would not be so easy for Mo Jiuhan to suddenly appear behind the old man in Taoist robe and lock him down.

At this moment, Wang Junlin's nose moved slightly, and he smelled a faint fragrance that ordinary people could not smell at all. The six senses are extremely sharp, not only his hearing and vision are far superior to ordinary people, but his sense of smell is also comparable to the animal with the best sense of smell in the world. At least, except for him, the other two didn't smell this faint scent.

He had just smelled this fragrance more than half an hour ago, and it was exactly what the beautiful woman who was with the old man in Taoist robes had.

Smelling this scent, Wang Junlin raised his hand without hesitation and fired the miniature steel crossbow in his left sleeve.

Of course he shot at the old man in the Taoist robe at this time, and it could only be the old man in the Taoist robe. However, although the crossbow bolts are fast and powerful, they are still far behind Wang Junlin's Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship in sharpness, so his attack this time is obviously very serious.

The old man in Taoist robe let out a long cry, and while his sleeves were swinging, his body shot straight forward and slammed into the crossbow arrow actively. He can only do this, backwards is to die, dodging left and right is equally difficult to avoid Mo Jiuhan's murderous intent.

When the arrows shot out and the old man in Taoist robes shot forward, Mo Jiuhan also moved, and at the same time as his body rushed forward, he did not know when there was an almost transparent thin soft sword in his hand, which instantly became straight , It was more than six feet long, stabbing straight at the back of the Taoist robed old man's head. This is to kill the Taoist robed old man with one blow. Obviously, Mo Jiuhan knew the identity of the Taoist robed old man eight or nine times out of ten, and even knew him personally, and they had a deep hatred for each other, otherwise it would be impossible to kill him as soon as they met.

As the Taoist robed old man waved his sleeves, Wang Junlin's arrows were diverted aside, but the speed of the Taoist robed old man slowed down a little.

Although Mo Jiuhan was surprised and dissatisfied with Wang Junlin's failure to strike with all his strength, the old man in Taoist robe was slow enough to stab the old man in Taoist robe even if he did not die. Injured, there is not much strength left in his body, and he can easily kill him next.

However, at this moment, Mo Jiuhan's face suddenly changed slightly.

Like a light smoke, a figure jumped down from the side wall and shot towards Mo Jiuhan. This is naturally the companion of the Taoist robed old man, a beautiful woman who escaped from the hundreds of dead soldiers led by Mai Tiezhang.

At the same time, two black shadows descended from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

In order to avoid the beautiful woman's sneak attack, Mo Jiuhan had to dodge quickly to the side, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man in Taoist robes and the beautiful woman jumped up and flew straight up, and instantly flew to a height of six or seven feet. And still rising.

Wang Junlin was taken aback. He raised his head to take a closer look, with a look of astonishment on his face.

What a big eagle, there are only two of them, with ropes tied to their claws, hanging the old man and the beautiful woman in Taoist robes, rising in the sky, the airflow from the huge wings blows Wang Junlin and Mo Jiuhan The hair blows and flutters.

What kind of eagle is this? How can it be so big? Where did these guys come from?

Wang Junlin dares to swear that among the types of creatures he has mastered in later generations, there is absolutely no such a big eagle. Seeing the two being taken away by the eagle, Wang Junlin suddenly remembered his own lynx Mao Mao. If not, it will be significantly larger than the same species of lynx. Thinking about it this way, he vaguely understood why the two eagles were so big.

"Mo Jiu, Tian Xiangzi has come out of the mountain, you, the old Mo Wei, have no other choice but to die." said to Mo Jiuhan.

When Mo Jiuhan heard the words, his face changed suddenly, but he regained his composure in an instant, and said lightly: "Old Gray Eagle, Wind Eagle Girl, I didn't expect you to be alive. Your couple is accompanied by the Sky Eagle. You are very likely to be the next Palace Master."

Wang Junlin firmly remembered the conversation between the two of them in his mind, the old man called Gray Eagle grinned, and was about to say something when his face suddenly changed and he shouted: "Be careful."

Almost at the same time as his cry sounded, there was a sharp piercing sound from the roof two hundred steps away from them, and then a three-foot-long crossbow. Appears in front of the eagle above the head of the old gray eagle.

In the blink of an eye, the old Gray Eagle let out a shriek, and suddenly let go of the rope that was holding him. The crossbow and gun brushed against the eagle's body and shot into the air.

When the old man Gray Eagle fell from mid-air, his body used the last inertia to fall obliquely in a parabola into a small courtyard three hundred steps away from Wang Junlin and Mo Jiuhan, and disappeared.

At this time, Mo Jiuhan's body had already turned into a cloud of light smoke, and he rushed after him. At the same time, dozens of figures appeared nearby, coordinating with Mo Jiuhan, they surrounded the small courtyard where the gray eagle old man disappeared.

Wang Junlin could see very clearly that one of the figures was the Nighthawk envoy who had been sending him information under Yang Lihua's order. He had the strength of the stagnant period, and among the dozens of figures, there were at least three people who were as strong as him .

Since Mo Jiuhan knew the origin of the old man Gray Eagle, how could he not have guarded against the Big Eagle of his sect, and he had already prepared eight oxen crossbows, and Wang Junlin suddenly discovered that Night Eagle was not a pure intelligence organization. Maybe it was beyond what he knew before.

In addition, Wang Junlin also doubts the control of the intelligence organization Nighthawk. This Mo Jiuhan is likely to be more thorough than Yang Lihua, which means that this intelligence organization is likely to be in the hands of Mo Jiuhan, not Yang Lihua. . Yang Lihua's ability to control Nighthawk was based on the fact that Mo Jiuhan would follow his orders.

Wang Junlin did not participate in the pursuit of the old Gray Eagle, but looked up at the beautiful woman flying higher and higher, gradually flying out of the city. The other big eagle hovered over the capital city, neighing angrily. Obviously, this beast was the same as Wang Junlin's lynx, and its intelligence was much higher than that of ordinary similar ones.

"According to what Mo Jiuhan said just now, the gray eagle old man and the beautiful woman are from a sect called Tianying Palace, and the intelligence organization in Mo Jiuhan's hands is called Nighthawk. Is there any connection between the two? "

"Why does Mo Jiuhan look like he will never die when he sees the old man Gray Eagle?"

"What kind of grievances are there between the two?"

"And Tian Xiangzi came out of the mountain, why is Mo Jiuhan going to die?"

"The old man Gray Eagle called Mo Jiuhan Mo Jiu, and said that the latter was the former Mo Wei. What kind of secret is there?"

A series of questions arose in Wang Junlin's mind. In addition to the presence of ether and synthetic chemical poisons in the manor last night, why did the cries of babies and the singing of women repeat themselves repeatedly?

These things made Wang Junlin so curious that he wanted to arrest the old man Gray Eagle and ask him about it, but his reason told him that he should not easily intervene in the enmity between Mo Jiuhan and the old man Gray Eagle. Otherwise, endless troubles will be incurred.

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"This Wang Junlin has a strange background and unpredictable supernatural powers. I am afraid it is a double-edged sword in my hand." Yang Jian carefully read the battle between Wang Junlin and Fang Wai Gaoren in the past few days provided by Du Luoge. During the general process, he frowned tightly and muttered to himself.

"Your Majesty, Mo Jiuhan beside the eldest princess has always cherished the former court, and now he secretly colludes with Wang Junlin, and Wang Junlin has a close relationship with His Highness the Crown Prince. This old slave thinks..." Du Luoge hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head. He said cautiously.

"You needn't say it, although Wang Junlin's origin is strange, but I never doubt his loyalty to me, and he has made great military exploits, and he has saved my life. If I touch him, what will happen to the people of the world? Look at me."

"As for that Mo Jiuhan... Back then I wanted to kill him, but the eldest princess knelt down in front of me to plead for him. The eldest princess is sad, let alone an eunuch, I am not afraid that he will make some waves." Before Du Luoge could finish speaking, Yang Jian interrupted his words, and said with a confident and pointed expression.

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