Chapter 2 Fei Ying dies and Meng Jing escapes

The man in black, with his back to the moonlight, gradually walked towards Meng Jing, his footsteps almost disappeared. In this silent environment, he seemed to blend into the darkness and transform into the God of Death.

Meng Jing clenched her teeth tightly, stared at the man in black, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why do you want to assassinate me? Do I have a grudge against you?"

Meng Jing was very scared and planned to start a topic to delay the conversation.

"No comment!" A simple and clear four-word response.

The man in black used the faint moonlight to see Meng Jing's face as pale as paper, but he knew that Meng Jing had lost too much blood, and said calmly: "You helped the factory guards, caused trouble in the court, and killed the loyal and good people. You are even more cruel and unscrupulous.

He took the women of the people by force and hurt others wantonly, today is the day when he will lie down."

Having just traveled through time, and being accused of so many crimes all at once, Meng Jing felt miserable.

I didn't do this at all, but he couldn't deny it. Who told him to take over Meng Jing's body and memory? Meng Jing couldn't explain it. You can't say that you have found the wrong person, brother. I am actually not Meng Jing.

Jing, I am an outstanding young man from the 21st century. My name is Meng Jing! Please give me your advice.

Meng Jing's face turned pale, he gasped for breath, and gritted his teeth and said: "What you say is high-sounding, but what you do is bullying the few with more, sneak attacks and hurting others. In the end, you are just taking advantage of others' danger. You may not be able to fight alone.

My opponent!"

The man in black still didn't stop walking and was still walking towards him with a sword.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something. The barrier of Meng Jing's inner strength was loosened, and in a moment, as if it was a matter of course, he broke through the barrier and entered a higher realm.

The main reason why it was able to succeed so smoothly was that Feiying did not guard against the seriously injured Meng Jing.

Wearing a purple and white cloak and a tight cloth, Feiying held a chain and flying claws, walked quickly to Meng Jing, and said in a relaxed tone: "Meng Qianhu? Are you okay?"

Meng Jing was standing on the ground, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, staring at him coldly.

Meng Jing stood up and swayed a few times.

"Meng Qianhu's injury is too serious. He needs to go to a nearby medical center for treatment. If you persist..." Feiying hadn't finished speaking... A huge force broke free from his back, and then Feiying felt severe pain in his chest.

The sword with the cold light pierced through his heart. Fei Ying stared down at the tip of the sword that pierced through his chest and back with wide eyes in disbelief.

Suddenly, the soft sword and the flying claw controlled by the chain started fighting fiercely on the street, with sparks flying and pinging sounds.

But what if there is a conspiracy?

The soft sword was about to pierce his throat, but Meng Jing did not resist.

Even if Feiying's body was found by Dongchang, the cause of death would not be found out for a while, Meng Jing thought.

Fei Ying quickly walked to Meng Jing, without holding back his cold claws with cold light, and shouted to Meng Jing: "Meng Qianhu, this is the golden sore medicine to stop bleeding. I will help you put it on to stop the bleeding!"

He could only let the soft sword with the deadly cold light pierce his throat.

Five moves, ten moves, twenty moves...

Isn't Jinyiwei's efficiency too low? Why haven't you found your potential Qianhu adults yet? Do you still want to be promoted and make a fortune?

Alas, since I just came here, I have nothing to worry about, so it doesn’t matter.

Flying Eagle??

By the way, in my memory, the name of the director of Dongchang Factory in the Ming Dynasty was Cao Zhengchun. There was also Hulong Villa who was eyeing Jin Yiwei and Dongchang.

No matter how high his martial arts skills were, it would only take a few breaths for him to die if his heart was pierced, not to mention that Meng Jing still used the blade to twist his heart.

Embroidered Spring Knife.

Meng Jing had watched the TV series "The Best in the World" in his previous life. Although he could not remember every plot of the TV series, he could remember some of the main characters.

The Xiuchun knife pierced his heart and twisted it again, and then it was instantly drawn out and blood overflowed.

Cao Zhengchun? Hulong Villa? Is this the best in the world?

When I first traveled through time, all I could think about was how to save my life, and I didn't think about other people or other things at all.

Meng Jing was hesitant. After all, it was a matter of life and death, and his mind was gradually thinking wildly.

He really couldn't understand why Meng Jing would kill him?

Even if he doesn't go back to Dongchang or Jinyiwei directly, there is no reason to kill him!

"Why...why...why?" A large amount of blood poured out of Fei Ying's throat, his words were unclear, and his eyes were extremely confused.

When Meng Jing saw someone rescuing him, he felt as if he was having a flashback, with hope of survival in his eyes.

"I…"

It makes perfect sense for Hulong Villa to assassinate him, a close confidant of the commander.

Just when Meng Jing was about to end this short life.

Although Meng Jing's heart was disturbed, it was not serious. Suddenly, Meng Jing's life was recalled in his mind.

Thinking back to Liu Shiyi who was extremely grateful for being saved by him and survived, and his excited expression at that time.

Through the combination of past life memory and Meng Jing's memory, the Japanese swordsmanship of the man in black seems to be from the Japanese Iga sect. Could it be that the man is Duan Tianya from Hulong Villa?

After thinking about it, it was not impossible for Hulong Villa to assassinate him.

"Where do you want to take me? This is not the way to Beizhen Fusi!" Meng Jing twisted the handle of the knife, and the blade stirred in Fei Ying's heart again, and said coldly.

Recalling the figure of his father practicing with the embroidered spring knife in the courtyard, when he was a child, he sat on the stone bench and watched mesmerizedly.

Meng Jing glanced at Fei Ying, who was bleeding on the ground and twitching continuously. Meng Jing clenched the Xiuchun knife and inserted it into Fei Ying's heart again and stirred it several times. Then he squatted down, clenched his fist, and punched Fei Ying with all his strength.

At Fei Ying's heart, Fei Ying's chest collapsed quickly, destroying the wound left by Xiu Chun Dao.

For example, those stalls in Dongchang have secretly killed many important figures in Hulong Villa. As long as Hulong Villa has no direct evidence, there is nothing that Hulong Villa can do.

The thought lasted only a moment. Feiying wanted to use his iron claws to crush Meng Jing's head, but felt weak all over. Then his mind receded and disappeared like a tide, his vision fell into darkness, and his body fell backwards heavily, raising dust on the ground.

The blood spread under the moonlight, and the warm blood exuded moisture.

There's no point in irritating him, he's really a ruthless assassin.

With no way to retreat, Meng Jing looked at the Xiuchun Dao in his hand and felt an innate sense of familiarity. This was the familiarity with the knife.

In fact, there have always been secret assassinations on both sides, and both sides are extremely important people in assassinating each other.

"What a quick qinggong!"

The soft sword suddenly stopped, immediately blocking the chain flying claw and then deflecting the flying claw, but the flying claw seemed to have spirituality and rushed towards the man in black.

But it was of no use, his internal energy was depleted, his energy and blood were depleted, and even the state of his inner strength and mental skills could not make up for the lack of energy and blood in his whole body.

Turning over, Meng Jing was half-kneeling, with the knife stuck on the ground to support his seriously injured and exhausted body. A pair of black eyes stared closely at the movements of the man in black. The next second, the identity of the man in black was like a phantom, holding a sword and attacking.

That man in black just now? He used Japanese swordsmanship and ninjutsu.

"Save some energy and don't faint." Fei Ying said indifferently, carrying Meng Jing on his back and quickly walking through the streets.

Meng Jing screamed crazily in his heart.

In an instant, the two of them were fighting each other with swords in the room. Under the bright moonlight, they could only see the light of swords and the sound of weapons clashing in succession. The tables and chairs in the room were cut in half by the light of swords, and the bed was slashed by the shadow of swords.

It was torn into pieces, and all the decorations in the house were destroyed.

On the other hand, if Hulong Villa killed people from Dongchang, Dongchang would be unable to do anything without evidence.

Thinking back on the experience of practicing swordsmanship diligently for ten years.

Huh? Meng Jing thought about it carefully.

In fact, even if there is evidence to complain to the emperor, it is estimated that the emperor will not intervene.

Why did he save me?

Want to come in for a touch-up?

No way! I'm already in this state, it's so easy to kill me, why bother showing off? If you want to kill me, why bother to save me from Duan Tianya's hands.

A chain flying claw that resembled a black snake's bite rushed rapidly from the night sky. The flying claw penetrated directly into the head of the masked man in black clothes, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Inheriting Meng Jing's martial arts memory, he was able to fight against the man in black for a short period of time, but after twenty moves he gradually fell into a disadvantage and couldn't even use his internal strength.

I recall the time when I was crouching on the ground and wailing about the families of officials who were wrongly accused, staring at the officials who were beaten into submission in Zhao Prison or those who would rather die than obey...

After all, the current situation in the court consists of two major forces, namely Factory Guard and Dragon Guard Villa.

The man in black stopped, a slight anger flashed in his eyes, and he swung his soft sword with a clattering sound.

At this moment, Meng Jing looked like he was about to die due to depletion of energy and blood, but the memory in Meng Jing's mind was like a running lantern.

Fei Ying, who was in severe pain, turned pale with a look of shock and anger, and turned to look at Meng Jing who was attacking him from behind.

Neither a gentleman nor a fool would stand under a dangerous wall, and besides, his camp and Dragon Guard Villa are mortal enemies...

Meng Jing immediately shouted outside.

The martial arts of most soft sword users are extremely light and fast. Meng Jing learned from his memory that he fought with them several times in his own house, but the opponent relied on their light and fast movements to evade Meng Jing's sure-kill martial arts several times, making that person

Meng Jing's internal energy consumption was huge.

The force carried by the chain flying claws is extraordinary. If the head is hit, the ground will be covered with flowers.

I recall the jealous look from my colleagues when I was promoted.
To be continued...