I really don't want to be a disaster

After Jin'an City changed hands, King Pingxi used it as a military strategic stronghold, and the rear supply front came from here.

inside the city,

The city is tightly defended, and soldiers patrolling back and forth are staggered to form an impeccable defense network.

Inside the City Lord's Mansion.

A naked, fat middle-aged man was hung upside down in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, breathing weakly.

Under him, put a bucket of cold water.

His mouth was full of blood, his eyes were closed tightly, and he groaned in pain from time to time.

In the bedroom of the city master, the laughter of a rough man and the painful cries of several women can be heard from time to time.

"Report to the general! The city lord has fallen asleep!"

The soldier in charge of guarding the fat city lord in the courtyard bravely reported through a door.

If it was another general, he would never dare to disturb the general's interest in "playing".

But the general inside is different. He likes to be disturbed. In his words, it is "extremely exciting".

"Hey, I don't even have to sleep, whoever let him sleep, wake him up."

slam-la-

The former city lord of Jin'an City, who had just been tortured and fell asleep, was immersed in a bucket of cold water while hanging upside down. Under the stimulation of pain and cold, he struggled violently in the bucket.

hoist...

drown...

hoist.

Repeated several times, when the fat city lord was lifted up again, the blood stains on his face were mixed with snot and tears, and it was hard to tell them apart.

in the bedroom.

The rough man's wanton laughter came out.

He is a general under the command of King Pingxi, ten thousand people, strong personality, good at horse fighting, proficient in long swords, and likes wives.

three days ago.

Wan Lun marched eastward and killed as far as Jin'an City.

The Lord of Jin'an City is an old minister of Emperor Xia Yuan. He is loyal to Emperor Xia Yuan and vows not to follow him to the death. He will fight to the end.

In the end, Jin'an City fell.

Wan Lun's army drove straight in, burned, killed and looted the city, and did everything an invader should do.

In his words, surrender well without suffering. Since you choose to resist, you have to bear the consequences.

Otherwise, the morale of the army will be difficult to stabilize.

That night, Wan Lun occupied the city lord's mansion, sleeping in the former city lord's limp, hugging the former city lord's wife and concubine, feeling very comfortable.

"Sorry to disturb you."

A voice hesitated and sounded quietly in the room.

The sudden fifth person's voice scared Wan Lun away.

But he is not an ordinary person, and he didn't ask nonsense questions like "who is here", "who is so bold", "do you want to be together" and so on.Almost at the moment when the voice sounded, Wan Lun kicked away the warm and soft flesh on his body, took out a portable sword from under the pillow, and slashed with his backhand.

There are assassins!

He reacted.

Living the life of licking blood on the edge of a knife for a long time, Wan Lun did not let down all vigilance because of his indulgence.

The sword glow raged in the room, and the narrow room couldn't bear the indulgence of a top military general. In an instant, the walls on all sides were cracked, and the beams of the room sank downward.The moment he turned around and swung the knife, he followed the sound and saw a strange shadow.

The lower body of that shadow melted into the black shadow of the wall, and the upper body turned into a human form.On that face, there was a strange white bone mask, and there were dark holes in the eyes and mouth, as if a human face had been hollowed out alive. No matter who saw it, they couldn't help feeling afraid, shudder.

"Shh..."

The assassin lightly raised his index finger to his mouth and hissed.

The long knife that was swung in a hurry, before it fell on the assassin's head, it froze strangely in the air, making it difficult to make any further progress.

It's a monk!

It's a monk!

It's a monk!

Wan Lun opened his mouth wide, his eyes were filled with horror, and his whole body softened.

"Sorry, I'm looking for the Lord of Jin'an City."

"You..." Wan Lun's eyes flashed with shock, and he didn't care to cover up the shyness on his body, and immediately reacted, although his body was unable to move under the strange force, but he desperately pointed his eyes outside the room: "He's outside! The man hanging in the yard is the Lord of Jin'an City!"

"Oh... so the person outside is him."

The assassin lowered his head, thoughtful.

"Brother," Wan Lun tried his best to force a smile: "As the saying goes, the wrong has its head, and the debt has its owner. I hope that brothers will not do the work for nothing and kill the wrong person."

He saw the other party's identity at a glance.

Dressed like this sneakily, hiding his head and showing his tail, what is it if he is not an assassin?

Could it be the beasts in the Bodhisattva Building?

Wan Lun secretly thought it was unlucky, he didn't expect the other party to ask the Lord of Jin'an City to take the head, but he accidentally ran into him.

"Makes sense."

The assassin lurking in the shadows nodded vigorously and was about to leave, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and asked casually: "By the way, you are..."

"Pingxi Wang's general, Wan Lun!"

Brother Wan habitually reported his name.

In the Western Regions, pronouncing this name means being able to walk sideways anywhere.

"OK,"

The assassin shook out a small knife casually, Wan Lun was in a daze, his eyes darkened, his chest hurt, and then he was completely silent.

before dying,

The words left by the assassin almost made him resurrect in situ:

"Just right, double happiness is coming, and you are also on the 'list'."

……

After killing Wan Lun,

Yi Lin came to the yard.

In the courtyard, King Pingxi's army occupying the City Lord's Mansion fell to the ground, some were torn to pieces, and some were squeezed into cakes. The courtyard was filled with thick blood.

"So you are the Lord of Jin'an City."

Yi Lin put down the city lord of Jin'an City. The fat city lord just watched the soldiers in the yard with his own eyes, and they died strangely and tragically in the blink of an eye. He couldn't even see the murderer.Now this assassin wearing a strange mask suddenly appeared, and he moved back in fright, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground.

"I've avenged you for you. Your wife and concubine are still alive, so do you have any last words? By the way, your tongue is cut off, so you probably won't be able to say it."

"Woooooo-"

The fat city lord whimpered a few words at first, but suddenly, as if he remembered something, his eyes widened, and he looked at the young man in front of him in horror and horror.

At first, Yi Lin felt that the fat city lord's reaction was normal.

until--

He started laughing maniacally,

laugh, laugh,

Snot, tears, blood, laughing all over the face.

……

After Yi Lin killed the lord of Jin'an City,

He returned to the castellan's bedroom,

Among the three wives and two concubines of the city lord, one of them was kicked aside by Wan Lun and died long ago.

The remaining three huddled together in the bed, covering their shame with a thin quilt.

Yi Lin didn't look at it much, thinking it was clear and boring, he pulled out Wan Lun's arm, uprooted it, and borrowed the blood that hadn't dried up to write on the wall.

"Remember,"

While dancing on the wall, Yi Lin wrote the opening poem, turned her back to the four female relatives, and said in a cold voice, "It's Tianqi, who killed everyone."

"Heaven of heaven, revelation of revelation,"

"Apocalypse."

After being taken aback for a moment, the four tender wives and concubines nodded vigorously, their necks creaking.

I'm afraid that the murderer in front of me will not be satisfied with killing, and his animal nature will become violent, so he will kill the carbine again later.

Leaving behind a hideous blood book, Yi Lin floated away and went straight to the fourth heaven.

That figure is like a fairy coming out of the dust.

Chapter 937

Daqian Dynasty.

The 19th year of Jisheng calendar.

March three.

It's spring again.

Jingnan City.

The mud bodhisattva and King Zhennan are drinking tea.

They drank and drank, and got into the toilet together.

This latrine has become a place for them to have secret talks. They don't use shit or pee in it, it's just for secret meetings.

The taste is not bad.

The mud bodhisattva had already had enough of this kind of humiliation, but there was nothing he could do. The apocalyptic assassin became more and more legendary in the mouth of King Zhennan, and even he couldn't help feeling a little jealous.

Since fear,

Then be cautious, there is always nothing wrong.

"Prince Nan, my subordinates sent back news that the current plan is very smooth."

The mud bodhisattva refers to the assassination plan targeting key "strike points".

These are the cornerstones of the Daqian Dynasty.

What the King of Zhennan has to do is to destroy these cornerstones and then build them up, and then build his own cornerstone, truly his own, lost and regained dynasty.

"Oh?"

Prince Nan went into the latrine to have a secret conversation, and he did not forget to carry a pot of tea, drinking and discussing.

"Although some of them missed, but this is harmless, and it will not affect the great cause of the prince."

"Very good."

Nan Wangye took a sip, and in the dark toilet, his eyes sparkled: "Where is that person?"

"Hey, speaking of it, it's interesting." The mud bodhisattva wrapped his arms around his chest and said with a smile, "On the list that the prince handed over to that person, half of them are already dead."

"What's interesting?"

Nan Wangye stopped drinking tea and frowned.

Isn't this a happy event?