Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 54 I kill you, purely to vent anger

   Haitang walks freely.

  Fan Xian returned naturally and freely, patted his buttocks, put his hands behind his back, and Shi Shiran walked back along the moss-covered mountain road.

  The two talked a lot, and also concealed a lot from each other.

  Looking at Fan Xian's leaving figure, Haitang revealed a pensive expression, and took out a few golden copper pins from her sleeve.

  These were found from the blasted pits, and the pointed ends have been somewhat deformed, and the blood stains on several of them are obviously the most deadly attacks.

Haitang has never fought against Zhou Ji, and even no one in Nanqing has ever had direct contact with him. They only know that he is famous in the Poetry Club of Prince Jing's Mansion. He provoked the ninth-rank swordsman Xie Bi'an on the spot, and then stopped the assassination on Niulan Street. Killed the eighth-rank master Cheng Jushu with one move.

  Now it seems that this person may not be best at swordsmanship, but the crossbow in the box.

   A crossbow that fires sharp copper pins and is extremely powerful!

   The warhead touches lightly, making a light sound.

  Hai Tang turned around and jumped across the shallows, disappearing into the jungle.

the other side.

  Zhou Ji didn't know that his reputation had spread to Northern Qi, and he already had a very appropriate gang name.

  'Sword Coffin Zhou Ji'.

  At this time, he was carrying his sword box all the way south, rushing towards Xinyang day and night.

  After these days of recuperation, his ankle is no longer seriously affected, and most of the internal strength that was previously overdrawn has recovered, so the journey is not too slow, and he arrived outside Xinyang City before the news of Yan Xiaoyi's death reached Xinyang.

In the distance, a slightly dilapidated city is located on the banks of the Xinshui River, with traffic, chickens and dogs hearing each other, paddy fields are patchwork, and mountains and forests in the distance rise and fall one after another. A wide avenue extends to the depths of the mountains and forests. There are clusters of pines and bamboos and several floors of pavilions.

  Zhou Ji looked away, thinking to himself.

  With Barrett's power, one shot will explode wherever he hits. With Li Yunrui's body, let alone leaving a whole body, I am afraid that even Lin Shou, the corpse stitcher at the Autumn Harvest Execution Ground, would not be able to kill him.

  Turned out a silver-gray pistol from his sleeve, Zhou Ji withdrew from the magazine and glanced at it, then closed it with a bang, and groped towards the princess' mansion.

  Because when Li Yunrui left Beijing, almost all the court ladies and eunuchs were dismissed, so those who followed her to Xinyang were all cronies, and one of the personal maids was even at the eighth rank.

  Zhou Ji stepped on the grounds around the mansion in advance, and through the scope, he saw a woman with fair complexion as creamy, walking out of the room with an elegant and dignified posture.

  Zhou Ji didn't know Li Yunrui, but he could recognize him.

  Since being expelled from Beijing, Li Yunrui has lived in seclusion in the mansion. Every day he just looks at the deserted flower beds and grass in the courtyard, as if he is nostalgic for the past.

  Perhaps it was because the chill in late autumn was too biting, Li Yunrui stood in the courtyard, feeling a bit cold between his brows.

   "After counting the time, it's time for Yan Xiaoyi to succeed, right?" Li Yunrui looked towards the distant mountains and murmured.

Looking up at the clear blue sky, a small bright light suddenly flashed in the distant forest. Li Yunrui subconsciously wanted to squint his eyes, and then a crisp sound broke the tranquility deep in the jungle, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Through the mountains and forests.

   For a while, countless flying birds were startled.

  Li Yunrui only felt a heat on her face, and then a thick blood flooded her surroundings. When she touched her fingertips lightly, the scarlet and sticky blood stains made her heart tremble, and an extremely bad premonition appeared in her mind.

   Subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw that the personal maid beside her had already flown upside down, and her whole body was cut into two sections.

   "Ah~!"

  No matter how vicious the heart is, it cannot counteract the instinct of fear.

  Li Yunrui had never seen such a tragic death, he screamed for a while, and his legs were a little weak.

who is it? Who is going to kill me?

  A figure flashed in my mind, there was Shen Zhong, there was the Queen Mother of Northern Qi Dynasty, there was Fan Xian, there was Chen Pingping, and there was Emperor Qing.

  Finally, all the figures gathered in one place, and a somewhat strange figure floated from the treetops in the distance, with a sword box on his back, and murderous intent in his eyes.

   "Are you Zhou Ji?"

  For some reason, Li Yunrui felt relieved. She didn't know the young man in front of her, but she knew that he was not from Emperor Qing.

   As long as this is enough.

enough.

  Zhou Ji glanced at the broken meat and blood stains all over the ground, and couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling unbearable but also quite helpless.

  Other people in the mansion garden have already been ordered by him, only Li Yunrui's personal maid, with the strength of the eighth rank, it is safer to use Barrett.

"No need to wait, no one will come to rescue you." Zhou Ji sighed softly, walked up to him and closed the maid's eyes, turned around to look at Li Yunrui, and said in a deep voice, "After all, it is Fan Xian's mother-in-law, I want Leave you with a whole body."

   Fear comes from the unknown. When Li Yunrui saw that the person who came was Zhou Ji, he gradually regained his composure.

   "Fan Xian asked you to come?" Li Yunrui snorted coldly, and said with a sneer, "Pretending!"

"The matter of killing you has nothing to do with him." Zhou Ji sighed softly, and said quietly: "It's just because you shouldn't have sent Yan Xiaoyi to the border to intercept and kill Fan Xian, and he shouldn't have shot me coldly. If I had hesitated then For a moment, at this moment, I will regret it for a lifetime."

  ‘One farewell and two wide, never see each other again. '

  The figure with the skirt swaying slightly and the arms outstretched appeared again in my mind.

   A trace of boredom and resentment flashed in his eyes.

   "I killed you purely to vent my anger." Zhou Ji flipped his wrist, and took out a silver-gray iron tool. Li Yunrui's heart tightened for its strange shape and black round tube, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

   Gunshots sounded.

  Li Yunrui stared wide-eyed, and there seemed to be a finger-thick blood hole between his brows. Through the hole, he could even see the withered grass and pool of blood behind him.

  Zhou Ji looked at Li Yunrui who was poured into a pool of blood, neither sad nor happy.

   Missions.

   After Fan Xian found someone to build a simple trestle bridge on the spot, he led the missionaries across the river and through the forest, and officially entered the territory of Northern Qi.

   Wudu River is not far from Weishiling, and there is a remote town upstream of the river. Because it is at the border of Qing State and Northern Qi, there are military posts stationed on both sides, and small conflicts are naturally inevitable.

Fan Xian knew that the residents of the town didn't feel close to his mission, so he didn't stay here. Instead, he went northward along the gradually leveled official road. After walking for several days, he finally saw a pass at the at the end of sight.

  Rejecting horses and lining up, the door is wide open, and the garrison on the city wall is patrolling in three steps.

Walking closer, a group of warriors dressed in brocade clothes, with scimitars on their waists, and a cold smell were lined up in two rows. Before they got close, a strong hostility began to brew. Everyone's hands subconsciously molded to the handle of the waist.

  (end of this chapter)