Tai Chi Palace, Masaya Courtyard.

When the lights first came up, there was no one in the courtyard. On that day, the autumn ceremony was held outside the city, and the future generals and marshals in the sect yard rushed to watch the ceremony. Yang Hao lay quietly in the dormitory to read the book. The Thirteenth Army stick beaten by Li Qing didn't notice anything unusual at first. Unexpectedly, after four or five days, the wound suddenly became swollen, painful and itchy, and it was very inconvenient to sit and lie down. Yang Hao could only stand for most of the time every day, and could only lie down at night.

"I won't come back by this time."

Yang Hao murmured, threw down the book and rolled up hard. It was time for dinner. Everyone was not in the yard. I wonder if the chef in the kitchen would make dinner. Yang Hao was worried while walking.

On the open space in the front yard, a little eunuch was looking around, as if looking for someone.

"Hey, father-in-law." Yang Hao waved to the little eunuch and greeted him.

After so long contact with the eunuchs in the palace, Yang Hao had no prejudice. These people have lived in the palace for a long time and have physical defects. They are indeed a bit different from normal people, but those are all due to the environment. In terms of human nature, there is nothing strange about them.

"Are you looking for someone?" Yang Hao asked again when he saw that the eunuch didn't answer.

"Oh, where is Yang Hao from the A-level Class in the General Practice now?" The little eunuch stood up and saluted respectfully, his voice sharp and thin.

Yang Hao was shocked: This is clearly a fake eunuch! The eunuch castrated a man. After castration, there will be some changes in physiology, such as not growing a beard, and his voice becomes sharp, but he is still a man in appearance, and this fake eunuch is clearly a woman!

"Today, the ceremony was held outside the city, and he went to watch the ceremony. Does my father-in-law have anything to do with him?"

"Oh, it was His Highness Princess Yichun who sent me to see him. Since I wasn't there, then let's just forget it."

The fake eunuch turned around and left, and Yang Hao did not dare to expose her identity. A woman pretended to be a eunuch and came to find him at night. This was already strange enough. What was even more strange was that the woman's steps were light and steady, as if she was pregnant with excellent martial arts.

Yang Hao immediately connected her with Qiu Shiliang. He is now a member of the Spurs of Horse Camp. Wang Shoucheng fell, and the next target of Emperor Li Ang should be Qiu Shiliang. Otherwise, where would the "Nanlu Incident" come from? The contest between Spurs of Horse Camp and Qiu Shiliang should have begun long ago. Perhaps the Luo Chunxuan, the Iron Armor Army, was to be arrested on the street, was the person from the Spurs of Horse Camp.

The Mama Camp is a secret organization loyal to the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. After investigation, the relatives and nobles in the court can enter the Mama Camp. The most important part of the investigation is loyalty. Luo Chunxuan is a child of the nobles. Although he is dirty, he still has loyalty to the emperor. As long as he has a loyalty, the gate of the Mama Camp will be open to you at all times. Of course, the premise is that your grandfather is a nobleman in the court, or you are a student of the talented Imperial Academy, Imperial College, and Mama Academy.

"Daibawang" joined the Spurs Camp with his loyalty. Later, because he insisted on marrying Xiao Qingyi's secret spy Qi Yu, he was isolated and investigated by the "top". The polo court made contributions and Dongshi saved people, so Nian Hao told him to welcome him. Yang Hao can now confirm that the members of the Spurs Camp include Han Yue, Nian Hao, Duan Yuming, Yin Tongxiang, Qi Mo, and the Minister Wu who posted banners in the doorman to remind him.

It is also a good choice to send a killer to give the enemy a "shocking action" before the war. Although I am just a ninth-grade halberd sergeant in the Horse Camp, isn't the ones who can charge into the battle the lowest level and a slightly higher horizontal sword? Isn't it a joke to expect a sword like Han Yue or the four high-ranking sergeant to kill the enemy in the face of the battle?

Yang Hao was thinking about it all, and a sudden shout came from outside the wall of the Stoke Horse Courtyard: "There is an assassin!"

Yang Hao turned around and ran back. He knew in his heart that an assassin who dared to break into the palace at night could never be an ordinary person. He had no reason to be a hero without a hand.

There was a dull sound in "dong", and someone fell heavily from the Siming Pavilion directly in front of Yang Hao, rolled on the ground, and lay still.

"It's her!" Yang Hao could see clearly that the woman lying on the ground was the woman pretending to be a eunuch. At this time, she was holding a short sword with a shining cold light in her hand.

"It's true that's not what I expected." Yang Hao secretly thanked that he didn't tell her the truth, otherwise he might be himself lying wherever he is now.

Yang Hao did not lean forward easily, but who knew she was not pretending? He didn't shout, if she pretended, she would be frightened and beat the wall to death. On the contrary, if she was really seriously injured and could not move, wouldn't she give up a great credit to the guards outside for nothing?

Yang Hao decided to spend some money with her. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I will run away.

After half a cup of tea, the assassin moved and tried to raise his arm, but failed.

"So she was really injured." Yang Hao found a large pool of blood under her shoulders.

"You should save someone first if you are so injured." Yang Hao touched his body and found half a bottle of golden sore medicine. It was used to treat the stick injury on his butt, and it looked quite effective.

"Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm here to save you." Yang Hao shook the medicine bottle in his hand and said politely, "Can you speak and tell me where the injury is?"

"I can't do it anymore. OK. Kill me and save me from suffering." The assassin begged in pain.

"Don't think about it all, you're not seriously injured. It's okay, ah...ah!" Yang Hao suddenly squatted down with his vagina in pain. The hateful assassin was indeed pretending to be pitiful and earning himself!

"If you want to survive, don't say anything!" The assassin's short sword pressed on Yang Hao's neck, and the cold sword blade made Yang Hao feel so angry that he didn't dare to breathe. She got up with difficulty. She had multiple knife wounds on her body, and the wound on her left shoulder was still dripping with blood.

"...You are playing tricks." Yang Hao regretted it very much.

"Stop talking nonsense, go!" The assassin escorted Yang Hao into the inner courtyard of the Assassin's Horse Courtyard.

"I have no grudges and no grudges with you. Don't harm me. You are not familiar with the terrain here. You can't escape without me helping you." Yang Hao's words obviously touched the assassin. She let go of her hand, stumbled to the corridor and sat down against the pillar, covering her wound and gasping.

Yang Hao threw the medicine bottle to her, "Come with me." He pointed to Dongjiaomen.

"Saving an assassin is a serious crime to kill the nine clans."

"I can't stand dead and refuse to help you. After bandaging the wound, I'll call them to catch you."

The assassin laughed, and she struggled to get up, poured half a bottle of medicine on the wound, and the medicine powder was immediately washed away by blood. Because of excessive blood loss, she had already shown signs of dizziness. Yang Hao didn't care about any taboos and helped the female assassin to help her limp into her dormitory. The Assassin's yard had more than 100 students, but there were four or five hundred houses. The student dormitories were all single rooms, and some were even an independent courtyard.

The dark and deserted room could not see anything. Yang Hao was busy looking for the fire sickle, but the assassin shook the fire. The fire light reflected on her, her lips were white, and her face was a little scary. Yang Hao helped her sit on the chair, busy looking for medicine and bandages. The female assassin looked around and asked Yang Hao: "Can you hide here?" Yang Hao replied: "It's okay to hide for a while, but you will definitely be seen after a long time. You are bleeding too much, stop talking, save some energy." The assassin smiled bitterly: "You are a good person, but unfortunately I can't repay you. Thank you, I can't let them catch me."

Yang Hao had a headache. She was so hurt, but she was determined to die. If a person had no idea of ​​survival, no magic medicine could save his life.

Once the assassin who entered the palace to assassinate was captured, the punishment would undoubtedly be extremely severe, and it is safe to say that 99% of the people would not leave the heavenly prison alive. Rather than this, it would be better to die. Perhaps her choice was right.

The assassin saw him standing there, with a smile on his pale face, and she said:

"You are a good person, but you are also a fool. If you save an assassin of unknown origin for nothing, you will not only be implicated, but also affect your parents, mentors and friends." After the female assassin said this difficult sentence, she was exhausted. She closed her eyes and raised her spirit for a while, and opened her eyes again: "Pick up the dagger on the ground and killed me. If you help me, I will repay you."

"Why do you want to kill Yang Hao? Who has a grudge against him?" Yang Hao picked up the bloody short sword on the ground and asked as if nothing had happened. The short sword shone brightly and it was very heavy to buy it. It was a rare good sword.

"It's me who want to kill him, my long-cherished wish in my previous life..." Before the female assassin finished speaking, she fell asleep.

...

A group of Jinwu guards gathered in front of the Spurs' Horse Courtyard, but they were reluctant to enter.

Xianzong Li Chun left a will, and he was not allowed to enter with weapons without a saint's order. These Jinwu Guards had already fought with the assassin just now. The assassin's martial arts skills were not ordinary. He could not beat others with a knife. If he hoped to get into the blade with nothing, wouldn't that be looking for death?

"You Hou is here, I'll go in and explore the truth." Qi Mo, the new commander of the Golden Sword Guard, suddenly squeezed over, and only four Golden Sword Guards were following behind him, each of them were injured. Qi Mo took off his sword and handed it to the guards beside him and pushed the door into the sect's yard.

Yang Hao was lying on the bed and flirting with books. He was shocked when he saw Qi Mo coming in and asked, "Second brother, why are you here?" Qi Mo did not answer. He glanced around alertly, and there was no abnormality. Then he slowly answered: "Your Majesty was fishing by the Chaotian Pool today. At night, a full-fish banquet by the pool was held to invite the imperial guards and generals. I was with him to protect him, so here." When Qi Mo said this, his eyes suddenly stopped in the closet.

"Second brother, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" Yang Hao asked calmly.

"It's nothing. We found an assassin in the palace. His martial arts skills are very good. We searched most of the Tai Chi Palace but there were no people. Do you think she would hide in this closet..."

"It's very likely," Yang Hao said seriously, "There is definitely the next person in this closet." The two looked at each other and laughed. Qi Mo sat down in front of Yang Hao's desk, but his eyes were still staring at the closet.

Yang Hao followed his eyes and his heart suddenly jumped to his throat: a pool of blood oozed out of the crack in the door of the wardrobe. "Second brother, listen to my explanation." The female assassin hid in the cabinet, which was a fact that he could not lose. Yang Hao decided to give up. He didn't believe that Qi Mo would change his face and take him down despite his brotherhood.

Qi Mo made a gesture to tell him not to speak. He took out a pink pill and threw it to Yang Hao. This was the hemostatic gold-cancerous medicine matched by Jindaowei. The medicine was very effective. In addition to being used to save himself, it was mostly used to save people.

Yang Hao didn't have to think too much, so he quickly carried the pale and angry female assassin from the closet, lay her flat on the bed, chewed the "heart-to-heart pill" and fed it into her mouth. The wound on her left shoulder began to leak out blood again. Yang Hao took advantage of her sleep to break her wound, but because he suddenly heard a noise outside, he hid her in the closet in a panic, but forgot to tie the bandage, so he loosened it again.

"Use this." Qi Mo, who had been watching coldly, handed over the Jinchuang medicine he carried with him. The blade of Jindaowei was painted with an anesthetic drug. This medicine could enter the human body with blood, causing the poisoned person to be confused and then fall into the ground. Another feature of this anesthetic is that it can prevent blood from clotting on the wound of the injured person. If there is no antidote, the wound of the injured person will continue to flow until the blood is exhausted and die.

After stopping the blood, Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. His hands were covered with blood, his clothes and bedding were stained with blood, but he was very happy and finally saved his life.

"Do you know who she is? She is the killer of 'Mosha'." Qi Mo said coldly.

"Mosha" is a mysterious killer organization. It is said that the headquarters is located in Luoyang, the eastern capital, and has branches in various fields. It is rumored that there are many masters in "Mosha", and there are hundreds of gold medal killers alone. Their rule is "kill people when they see money, don't ask whether to be right or wrong." As long as you put the white silver on the table, if you ask him to kill his mother, their brows will not frown.

"Is she?" Yang Hao looked at the assassin who was unconscious on the bed, shrugged and felt a little disbelief.

"Don't underestimate him. She killed twelve of us and injured twenty-three of us. With this martial arts, she is qualified to be a gold medal killer."

Yang Hao didn't care about the gold medal killer or silver medal killer. He asked Qi Mo: "Why do you want to help me?"

Qi Mo screamed in shock: "Am I helping you? Don't be self-indulgent. I want you to save her, to catch her back and make contributions. This may be a gold medal killer." He walked to the bed and lifted the female assassin's clothes. Five plum blossoms were tattooed on his flat and smooth belly, which contrasted with the smooth and white skin color, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow.

Qi Mo's face changed, and he hurriedly grabbed the assassin's short sword again, and two small flies were engraved on the hilt of the sword: Zi Chen. Qi Mo picked up Yang Hao: "Daigua, you are really dairen and daifu! Do you know who she is? She is Zi Chen, the third-ranked eight leading masters of "Mosha"!" Qi Mo rubbed his hands and muttered excitedly, "Now he has caught a big fish."

Yang Hao didn't know what the "Eight Heads" were, but from Qi Mo's expression, it can be seen that the heads should be far above the gold medal killer. He looked down at the sleeping female assassin, Zi Chen, is this your name or code name?

Yang Hao suddenly saw something strange. Zi Chen's lips were white, but... her face was red. Yang Hao stepped forward tightly and reached out to touch her face.

"Don't move." Qi Mo shouted in surprise and frightened Yang Hao away, "They never show their true faces, don't cause trouble for themselves."

Yang Hao's doubts were resolved. She was indeed wearing a human skin mask. It turned out that there was such a thing in the world. She had been alone with her for so long, but she didn't realize that what she saw was a fake face.

"Second brother, what are you going to deal with her?" This is what Yang Hao cares most about now.

"Don't worry, isn't Qi a person who is greedy for wealth and betrays his brothers? "Mosha" has become a tool for the court officials to fight against each other when he sees money. The emperor is deeply worried about this and has conducted a thorough investigation of the orders two years ago. Unfortunately, Mosha's organization is very strict and outsiders are unpredictable. Now that we have caught this big fish, how can we not make good use of it?"

Qi Mo gently tapped the desk with his fingers, pondered for a long time, and suddenly turned around and said, "Let's play a game of hero saving beauty, so that she can be grateful to you, and then you try to get close to her and explore the background of Moya."

"This..." Yang Hao hesitated for a moment, then said generously: "How can I arrange it for the second brother? I will obey my order."

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Chapter completed!