Duan Mingyu let out a sigh and closed his eyes. Xiong Yu was so impressed when he saw the Duke's hearing. He also stopped talking and laughing. He listened with all his ears.

The sound of the faint flute sounded in his ears. At the same time, what sounded in his mind was Zheng Yingying's voice: "Young Master. This is not a flute. To be precise, it should be called shakuhachi. shakuhachi originated from the Qiang flute. There is no big difference between flute and flute. However, it is rare in the Central Plains. I heard that the overseas merchants said that Japan sent Tang to envoy himself to Shizuo and went to Shizuo. After he went to Shizuo, he became famous in Japan. It is said that one of their princes loved shakuhachi. He played it every day and never left his body. However, the repertoires they spread were mostly passed down during the Tang Dynasty. Like..."

Duan Mingyu showed a sarcastic smile on his lips: "I didn't expect that the official chatted with Yingying. With these messy knowledge, he almost saved his life today. "Zi Jin". Hey, did you become a Buddha in one sound? Why? Yingying first met me and was chasing me. At that time, Wang Aiqing raided the brothel of Yangwei Escort Agency and provoked Yingying back..."

Zheng Yingying's pretty face suddenly turned red. The sound of the flute was full of desolation. It was a bit inconsistent with this festive scene. Xiong Yu frowned and felt something was wrong. But when he saw Duan Mingyu's eyes were slightly closed, his face was leisurely. He seemed to be very sensible, but he was not convenient to stop it. He waved to a servant and was about to ask him to prepare some rewards. The flute suddenly pulled out, as if it was a broken sound.

As soon as Xiong Yu looked up, he saw Duan Mingyu raising his glass to drink, his throat was exposed. He was holding a fruit plate in his left hand, which was blocking his neck, and a pair of smiling eyes were revealed.

The fruit plate sounded and a steel needle fell on the table. At this time, the pitiful little blind girl's confused eyes suddenly returned to the clarity. She stared at Yang Hao with murderous aura. She had been thrown to the ground by her.

There can only be one poison needle hidden in the flute. Once it is shot, it becomes waste.

The little blind girl suddenly turned into an eight-legged spider. Her hands were waving frequently. Many hidden weapons flew out from her waist, collar, and sleeves. Almost at the same time, Duan Mingyu kicked over the table with a kick. With a thud, the cup and plate fell to the ground. The seven or eight hidden weapons were shot on the table.

These hidden weapons are darts that are a bit like snowflakes. In Japan, they are called Shuriken. Under the sunshine, the darts all appear blue and bulging. They are obviously quenching the poison.

Ninja will not carry too many hidden weapons. Because this Youxi is sharp and highly poisonous, it is inconvenient to hide. And too many weapons will increase weight. What Ninja requires is to be as light as a swallow. Seven or eight hidden weapons are exhausted. The little blind woman has no hidden weapons on her body. She shouted loudly. It was a man's voice. He whirled and pulled out a sharp and slender sword blade from the bamboo stick and stabbed Duan Mingyu. It turned out that this blind stick was actually a skull stick.

At this time, the table was overturned. The geniuses were sitting there in amazement. The robe was covered with oil stains. Some people were holding chopsticks in their hands. Duan Mingyu held the plate with one hand and the wine glass with the other. He sat there leisurely. Seeing a narrow sword pricking like a snake's trust. Duan Mingyu loosened his fingers and the cup in his palm fell to the ground and smashed it.

Duan Mingyu threw the cup. The scholars who were wandering like tourists in the opposite corridor suddenly jumped up. They almost passed the thunder and rushed straight to the officials in this seat. They all looked bright and shaky. Only then did the adults react and scattered everywhere.

Duan Mingyu flew out of his hand and flew towards the assassin. At the same time, he hooked his legs back and hooked the chair under his hips in front of him. The narrow sword passed through the legs of the chair. Duan Mingyu swung the chair and then twisted the long sword down. The assassin gathered his five fingers and grabbed Duan Mingyu's facial features. In this moment, his fingers had five pointed hooks like eagle claws. He narrowed his facial features and swept over him.

"Catch assassins, catch assassins."

Several newly surrendered generals shouted hypocritically, pretending to look for weapons, deliberately delaying and refusing to come forward to help. After all, some generals did surrender with no choice but to find it was impossible. Several scholars who looked like scholars rushed forward with sharp blades. The target was them.

The ninja still failed when he used the hand armor hook. While he was moving forward, he continued to grab Duan Mingyu's face. He pulled out the ninja knife bound to his thigh from his skirt. At this time, a handsome and handsome maid suddenly flashed in front of Yang Hao. The three-foot green breeze in his hand swung out. With a string of dings, he cut down the five hand armor hooks on his palm. If he hadn't shrunk his hand in time, all five fingers would have been cut off.

The ninja knew that this woman had a good career and was rare today. She immediately jumped into the yard. He raised his hand and raised it. A thin rope popped out of the ninja knife sheath. He shot a big tree outside the corridor. The ninja jumped and drifted to the outside of the courtyard wall with the power of the rope. Zhu Yun chased to the wall. He pulled the onion in a dry land. He put on the courtyard wall with one hand. He climbed over the courtyard wall more than a meter high and chased him tightly.

When the yamen officers carried a simple sword and surrounded the iron chains, the assassins had already dispersed. Duan Guo changed his arms and shouted calmly: "My lords, don't panic. Don't panic. The assassins have dispersed. I have encountered countless assassins in the past few days. I have long been accustomed to it...

Xiong Yu faced him forward and said, "Duke. Duke..."

Duan Mingyu said to him with a happy look: "This top scholar is safe and safe. Lord Xiong, don't worry."

Xiong Yu said incoherently: "No. Duke, it was the envoy of the imperial edict. General Wang was exhausted and died. General Long was unconscious... This time... such a thing happened under the jurisdiction of the lower officials. How can the lower officials explain to the court?" Duan Mingyu looked at it. Very good. These newly surrendered generals who had just pretended to be hypocritical and refused to come forward to rescue. Such people were the most unstable. Duan Mingyu must seize this opportunity to get rid of it.

"It's actually like this."

Duan Mingyu pretended to be shocked and rushed over to take a look. He saw the generals sitting under a pillar, with their eyes wide open and blood stains under their throats. They were dead.
Chapter completed!