Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

Is this still an innate warrior?

What kind of sword technique is this knife.

Xiao Shishilang's eyes also widened in disbelief.

Is this Jinyiwei's deputy Qianhu so powerful?

Feng Siniang's throat rolled, and she was also a little scared.

Only Dong Tianbao, not only did not have a trace of fear, but became even more excited.

"Come on!"

Shouting again with all his strength, Lin Wuyou put the knife back into its sheath with trembling palms, and then caught the box that had just fallen, circulating the little internal force left, stepped on his feet, borrowed it to climb up the courtyard wall, and turned over Disappear.

Hearing the reminder, Dong Tianbao, Xiao Shishilang, and Feng Siniang 3.0 also reacted, and quickly ran in the direction Lin Wuyou left, and chased after him.

Because there was only that direction, the poisonous insects were swept away.

As Dong Tianbao and the others fled, the poisonous snake girl also reacted. She narrowly escaped, looked at the familiar headless corpse on the ground with horror on her face, then turned and fled likewise without thinking.

As for Zhao Wuji and the other three masters, they didn't rush to chase at this time, instead they rushed forward and surrounded the woman who was disguised as Lianchengbi.

The three of them came to the front, half-kneeled on the ground, lowered their heads, and asked respectfully:

"Young master, are you alright!"

From the tone of the three people, it can be known that the extremely beautiful woman in front of her has a very noble status.

And the woman called the young master took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked in the direction where Lin Wuyou and the others fled.

"I'm fine!"

That's what he said, but his body hidden under his clothes was trembling slightly, and his eyes were still a little loose, obviously he hadn't fully recovered from the knife. .

Chapter 119 Young Master: "How about we work together, let's go get the knife back together"

On the other side, Lin Wuyou, who was fleeing, fell down and entered a forest, feeling severe pain all over his body.

Especially the left shoulder, the pain almost made him numb.

At this time, Xiao Shishilang and the others also chased after him, and Dong Tianbao hurried forward to help Lin Wuyou.

"Young master, are you alright!!"

Shaking his head, Lin Wuyou looked behind him, seeing that no one was chasing him, he felt certain.

But he immediately remembered another thing, thought for a while and said to Xiao Shishilang who was at the side:

"Xiao Shishilang, go back and search the room of Hai Lingzi and the other three to see if there are any other boxes."

Xiao Shishilang was taken aback when he heard this.

What's the meaning?Is it possible...

Feng Siniang couldn't help but asked:

"Do you suspect that this knife is fake?"

It shouldn't.

As Sikong Shu has the highest martial arts among the four, it is normal to keep this knife.

And judging by the way he cared just now, there is definitely a real knife here.

That kind of care cannot be pretended.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with the three of Hai Lingzi? When we were dealing with Sikong Shu, they didn't seem to contribute at all. Seeing that the knife was taken away by us, they didn't rush to catch up. There must be a problem."

"Now while their attention is still on us, it's best to go back and search to make sure nothing goes wrong."

Lin Wuyou opened his mouth to explain.

And Xiao Shishilang thought about it, and there was indeed something wrong with the three of Hai Lingzi.

They seemed a little too calm, completely opposite to Si Kongshu.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiao Shishilang turned and went back.

As for Lin Wuyou and the others, they found a low slope nearby to hide.

"Tianbao, are you okay!"

Dong Tianbao had been kicked by Sikong Shu before, Lin Wuyou was also afraid that he would hold on.

"Ahem, a few ribs are broken, and the internal organs are a little shaken. It may take a few days to be unable to do anything. It's your injury...!"

Dong Tianbao coughed twice, shook his head, and looked at Lin Wuyou instead.

He didn't have any major problems, but Lin Wuyou was pierced through his shoulder with a claw, and the injury was obviously not serious.

Grandmaster's death blow, even if it is a seriously injured grandmaster, still cannot be underestimated.

"That's right, you still care about others, and don't look at your own injuries!"

Beside, Feng Siniang said angrily.

At the same time, he wrapped himself in a white robe and looked at Lin Wuyou with a somewhat complicated expression.

"I'm fine, but I'm afraid I won't be able to move this arm for a short time, Tianbao, help me bandage it."

Lin Wuyou put down the box, and ordered Dong Tianbao to bandage her.

Without bandaging, it is estimated that he would lose too much blood and die.

"Let me come, this is trauma medicine, very useful."

Under the darkness, Feng Siniang reached out and took out a small oil-paper bag from before her, and walked forward.

Lin Wuyou was a little stunned when he took out a pack of medicine from this strange position.

Looking at Feng Siniang's body with both eyes, can medicine be hidden in this place?

Feng Siniang looked a little embarrassed, and explained:

"This is a habit, lest you get injured and have no medicinal use!"

Lin Wuyou didn't talk to her, she turned her head and asked him to help apply the medicine and bandage.

Dong Tianbao on the side was a little strange, it was still late at night, and the surroundings were pitch black, so he didn't understand what the two of them were saying at all.

At the inn, the woman called the young master has calmed down. At this time, she looked down at the three masters in front of her and scolded in bad words:

"The deer cutting knife was robbed, why don't you go after it!"

The purpose of her coming here is to get this knife.

Now that he was taken away under his nose, and almost died, no one's tone would be better.

Hearing the young master's scolding, Hai Lingzi raised his head and said with a smile on his face:

"Young master, don't worry, the deer-cutting knife that Xiao Shishilang and Feng Siniang took away is fake. The real deer-cutting knife has been lost by the three of us long ago, and now it is placed in Zhao Wuji's room."

Tu Xiaotian and Zhao Wuji also raised their heads, glanced at each other, and laughed.

There was only one reason they missed along the way.

There is only one reason for the knife to be stolen or snatched away.

That's why they acted so perfunctorily just now.

Now there is a good reason, Si Kongshu, the brute, is dead, and they are cleaner.

"Oh? From the looks of it, the three of you are still useful, so hurry up and get it."

Hearing this, the young master's eyes lit up, and he praised happily.

From this point of view, these guys are not so wasteful!

"Yes!"

Zhao Wou-ki responded, and hurried to his room.

At the same time, in Zhao Wuji's room at this moment, a black shadow flickered.

It was Xiao Shishilang who ran back after hearing Lin Wuyou just now.

Coincidentally, the first room he found was Zao Wou-ki's.

"People in the imperial court are really cautious, but the three of Hai Lingzi are indeed a little weird. They seem to want to watch Sikong Shu die."

While talking, Xiao Shishilang looked at the room he had already searched for, and finally looked at the bottom of the bed, lay down on the ground, and stretched out his hand.

As a result, after exploring, I really found a square thing under the bed board, which seemed to be a box.

Hastily took it out, it was a yellow wooden box.

Xiao Shishilang was a little surprised, and raised his hand to open it. Inside was a long knife with a sheath.

"Is there really another one?"

Surprised, Xiao Shishilang felt a little admiration for Lin Wuyou.

If he estimated that he had already left, he might have fallen into their trap.

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Pulling out the knife, there was a cold light shining on the blade, which was very conspicuous in this dark night.

"Yes, it is a good knife."

After sizing it up, Xiao Shishi put the knife back into its sheath, and then got a few stones from the corner and put them into the box. After weighing the weight, it was estimated that it was almost the same, so he covered the box and hid it back on the bed. under.

Then it jumped out of the rear window without a sound and disappeared into the darkness.

It was just when he left the inn and passed by a firewood shed next to the stable in the backyard.

His nose moved suddenly, as if he smelled a familiar scent of powder.

This smell is very obvious in the stench of this stable.

As soon as his footsteps stopped, Xiao Shishilang walked towards the woodshed, and opened the door carefully.

In the darkness, a figure could be vaguely seen, and the familiar fragrance came over again.

"Miss Shen? Is that you?"

Xiao Shishilang lowered his voice and asked.

At the same time, he took out the torch and blew it on, illuminating his eyes.

The room was not big, and there were firewood everywhere, but in a corner, there was a woman lying there.

This woman was exactly Shen Bijun who hadn't seen her for a long time. She was wearing a white gauze dress at this moment, lying motionless on the ground, only her eyes were still moving rapidly.

"It's really you!"

Xiao Shishilang was a little surprised.

Going forward, seeing that Shen Bijun still didn't move, he knew that the acupoints must have been tapped.

Hastily shot to help her untie it.

"cough!"

The acupoints were unlocked, Shen Bijun coughed, sat up reluctantly, and looked at Xiao Shishilang with surprise in his eyes:

"Why are you here!"

"Let's talk later, let's go first, there are some powerful opponents outside."

Xiao Shishilang urged in a low voice.

Shen Bijun nodded repeatedly, and the two left here carefully.

Not long after Xiao Shishilang left, the door of Zhao Wuji's room was pushed open.

Zhao Wou-ki stepped in and came to the bed.

"With the credit this time, I will definitely be recognized by the Marquis Xiaoyao. With some hard work, with his secret help, I might be able to become the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League in the future!"

Zhao Wou-ki smiled triumphantly, and took out the box under the bed.

Feeling the weight inside, he naturally couldn't imagine that it had been stolen by someone.

Holding the box, he quickly left for the backyard.