The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

Several of Ji Wuge's letters mentioned that she was not doing well and looked very haggard. Sikong Jin felt very bad, but she never mentioned Xing Fuhua in her replies.

Sometimes I think about it and realize how terrible I am. At the same time, I'm amazed that such a silly woman like Fu Hua could exist in this world.

As she was thinking, she suddenly realized that she wasn't walking in the direction of the military camp. Frustrated, she tapped her head, sighed, and stopped to turn back. However, just as she stopped, her keen ears twitched—something was wrong!

murderous look!

An extremely dense killing intent suddenly rushed towards them!

Her gaze darkened, a cold glint flashing across her eyes. Almost instinctively, she gripped the Moon Soul in her sleeve tightly, her eyes fixed sharply ahead, her expression unusually grim.

A cool breeze suddenly swept from behind, and a pale blue figure rushed up in an instant—it was Tuoba Yu who had hurriedly arrived!

"Something is wrong!"

Tuoba Yu glanced at her, then reached into his sleeve and gripped the soft sword, his sharp eyes fixed on the distance ahead.

The chilling aura surrounding them was drawing ever closer, and the intense killing intent made Sikong Jin unconsciously frown, her eyes darkening and becoming serious.

What a grand occasion!

There were probably over a hundred people, advancing towards them from four directions!

With a whoosh, countless sharp whooshing sounds rang out, and then countless silver flashes appeared before our eyes!

Sikong Jin and Tuoba Yu exchanged a glance, a cold glint flashing in their eyes. Their cold swords were quickly drawn, and the two figures leaped into the air, their cold swords flashing out!

'Clang! Clang! Clang!' The flying arrows were intercepted by the two intersecting streaks of crimson and silver light. The crisscrossing sword energy echoed, making people tremble involuntarily. The dense arrows were cut down by the two people's precise and swift swords and fell to the ground.

In a short while, the flying arrows stopped, and the troops that had been approaching from all four directions finally stopped. There were more than a hundred of them, and they quickly surrounded Sikong Jin and Tuoba Yu in the middle.

A uniform group of masked men dressed in black! Each one wielding a sharp, gleaming knife!

The person is not good!

"Chief, they are Tuoba Yu and Sikong Jin!"

A man in black at the front spoke to the man in the middle who was wearing a black mask.

The masked man, addressed as the leader, nodded, looked up at Tuoba Yu and Sikong Jin, and without further ado, said decisively, "Tell the brothers to finish this quickly and report back. Do not delay! Kill them directly!"

"I want to know who is giving us such face that they would send so many experts to take our lives."

Tuoba Yu did not appear nervous at all. He looked at the leader of the men in black in front of him with a calm and composed demeanor and asked indifferently.

"We were just doing someone else's job and know nothing else. You two are just out of luck."

The leader in black didn't waste any words. He was very decisive and coldly uttered this sentence before making a hand gesture to the men in black behind him. The men in black in the front row immediately rushed forward upon receiving the order.

Tuoba Yu's eyes turned cold, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and there was also a hint of painful melancholy. Almost instantly, he knew the answer!

Came so fast!

You just finished cleaning up the battlefield, and you're already so eager to get started?

There was no time to think too much. The sharp, swift blade that came slashing down was not the skill of an ordinary assassin. The fierce and imposing aura and the unpredictable moves were definitely not something that an ordinary assassin organization possessed.

An organization of extremely insane and bloodthirsty killers!

Sikong Jin almost instantly came to the same conclusion: the skills of this group were far superior to those of the people in the Immortal Sound Pavilion. They seemed to be a secret group of assassins, highly skilled in martial arts, and exuding a cold and bloodthirsty aura.

She was all too familiar with that scent!

Back in the Dark Base, she had also led out a group of cold-blooded and ruthless assassins, and she could never forget that aura!

They must be assassins secretly trained by a certain power. From their synchronized movements and their perfectly coordinated formation, Sikong Jin had already come to the conclusion!

Their target is her and Tuoba Yu!

However, she didn't have time to think too much. The surging, sinister killing intent made her frown, and the chilling aura that rushed towards her brow made her instinctively leap up, using the Moon Soul in her hand to intercept the swift blade!

With a 'ding' sound, a dazzling, cold light suddenly burst forth in the night sky.

A crimson sword light flashed past the silver blade, swiftly stabbing towards the black-clad man who was leaping forward, stepping on the two men behind him. The blade swept across the cold blade light, and a fierce spark burst forth. The black-clad man reacted quickly, swiftly drifting behind him just as Sikong Jin's cold sword was about to sever his wrist. His speed surprised Sikong Jin!

What a formidable assassin organization!

After the attack, she landed steadily two zhang away. Her azure robe flashed before her eyes, and Tuoba Yu stopped beside her, looking at the man in black with a somewhat solemn expression.

"They were Tuoba Kang's group of assassins."

Tuoba Yu lowered his eyes, his gaze somewhat dim, and spoke with a hint of melancholy.

"But I don't seem to have any grudge against that Tuoba Kang. Even if he wanted to kill you, he wouldn't kill me as well, would he?"

Sikong Jin frowned, feeling a little strange in her heart.

"We'll have to investigate that later. Right now, it's probably not going to be easy for the two of us to break out on our own."

Tuoba Yu smiled coldly.

"Even if it's difficult, we must fight our way out. I don't want to die here. They seem to be proficient in formations; their teamwork just now surprised me. However, if they want my life, they'll have to see what they're capable of!"

As the words fell, the Moon Soul sword in his hand was casually and calmly swung out, like a light mist swirling under the moon...