Chapter 204 Do You Want Me to Die Here?
As soon as the words fell, the thin monkey suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.
However, there was nothing behind him.
No one!
"Are you kidding me?"
The thin monkey's smile froze slightly, and he turned back and stared at Lin Jiangnian.
Lin Jiangnian laughed: "Are you scared?"
The thin monkey's face changed slightly, staring at Lin Jiangnian with cold eyes, and suddenly sneered: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that you, the prince of Lin, are so young, but you have some ability to fool people. You are worthy of being the son of Lin Hengzhong!"
"But this trick can't fool me!"
The thin monkey's eyes still had a sneer, and the sneer gradually contained a bit more cruel murderous intent: "Tonight, no one can save you."
It would be better if he didn't smile. When he smiled, he was particularly creepy. That cold expression was like the eerie touch of a dirty thing being stared at in the dark night, which made people shudder and feel hair all over.
Lin Jiangnian still sat there without moving, but his expression was no longer as nervous as before, but rather calm.
He touched his back, and the injury on his back was aching slightly, and he gasped a few times. He had paid a heavy price to kill Yue Pingsheng.
Now, there was no way to escape.
However, Lin Jiangnian did not seem to be worried. Facing the cold smile of the thin monkey, he also smiled.
"Do you want to make a bet?"
The thin monkey stared at Lin Jiangnian and sneered: "Bet? What do you want to bet?"
"Bet that you can't kill me tonight."
Lin Jiangnian raised his eyebrows, smiling: "Do you dare to bet?"
Hearing this, the thin monkey frowned and stared at Lin Jiangnian.
At present, the prince of Lin was seriously injured and had no power to resist... Even if he had the power to resist, it would be useless. In his eyes, the prince of Lin was an ant that could be easily strangled to death.
But why was he so confident?
The confident smile on Lin Jiangnian's face made the skinny monkey frown. What else does he have?
Could it be that there are other masters?
The skinny monkey subconsciously glanced around again. It was dark and empty.
Impossible!
Since Prince Lin entered Zhongzhou, his background has been clearly investigated. Whether it is open or secret, the master guards have been investigated.
The most powerful person around him is the maid named Zhiyuan!
At present, the maid is probably too busy to save him!
Then, where does he get his confidence? !
"Are you scared?"
Lin Jiangnian's eyes became more playful, as if he was laughing at his cowardice, full of sarcasm.
The skinny monkey's expression suddenly became cold: "Provocation? Retreat to advance? Do you think I will be fooled?"
"Bet or not, you will die tonight!"
The skinny monkey whispered sharply, and his voice was particularly ugly. The thin figure shrouded in the black robe looked extremely funny, but also extremely creepy.
"If you don't dare to bet, forget it."
Lin Jiangnian shook his head lightly and sighed.
Such a calm look immediately made the thin monkey's eyes sharp and filled with murderous intent.
"Bet?!"
The thin monkey stared at Lin Jiangnian and suddenly sneered: "Okay, then I'll bet with you!"
"I'll let you see with your own eyes how I dug out your heart and cut off your head... I want to see if your heart, the prince of Lin, is different from others."
Under the robe, the thin monkey's palm was as dry as a bone claw, slowly exposed, and the sharp claws were a bit cold. He smiled cruelly and stared at Lin Jiangnian.
The next second, his figure shook and suddenly pounced on Lin Jiangnian.
With a strong breath, the thin body suddenly approached Lin Jiangnian strangely, and the sharp bone claws came straight to Lin Jiangnian's chest with deep murderous intent.
At this moment, Lin Jiangnian even felt the approach of death.
The next moment!
"Ah!!!"
A sharp and miserable scream suddenly sounded.
The thin monkey suddenly let out a sharp scream, his expression twisted.
The palm that stretched out from under his robe was cut off by some sharp weapon.
Blood was splattered!
The scene was bloody and terrifying!
The thin monkey screamed, rolled back on the ground, and struggled to get up from the ground. The ugly face became more hideous, and the twisted appearance was extremely painful.
He stared at his severed palm with horror and disbelief. The severe pain almost made him faint. He quickly pressed several hemostatic acupuncture points on his wrist, tore off the cloth to bandage his wrist, and then suddenly raised his head, staring at the direction of Lin Jiangnian with horror.
"Who?"
"Who is it?!!"
"Come out!!!"
His voice was hideous and low, and his face was frightened and hideous.
In the dark night, there seemed to be some sound.
The thin monkey seemed to realize something and looked up suddenly. A figure appeared on the eaves above his head.
A man in green!
A middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in a green robe, stood quietly on the eaves, looking at him expressionlessly.
A mature and handsome face with sharp edges and corners. In the dark night, the deep cold light in his eyes made people shudder.
He just stood there quietly, but gave people an extremely oppressive atmosphere.
The thin monkey endured the pain and stared at the man on the eaves: "Who are you?!!"
He felt that the man in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. The severe pain in his wrist almost made him faint.
Recalling the scene that just happened, he didn't even notice the other party's figure, and he didn't even know how the other party took action. His wrist was cut off abruptly? !
The feeling of terror spread in the heart of the thin monkey.
Who is this man? !
"Zheng Zhiming!"
On the roof, the man in green clothes spoke indifferently. The voice was so soft that it was almost blown away in the night wind.
"Zheng Zhiming?"
Is this name very familiar? !
The skinny monkey tried his best to recall where he had heard this name.
The next second, he seemed to think of something, and his whole body almost trembled, and he froze on the spot, his face completely dull and pale.
"Zheng, Zheng Zhiming?!"
"You, you are Zheng Zhiming?!"
The skinny little monkey mouth looked panicked, his head was blank, and his face was completely drained of color.
Zheng Zhiming!
One of the four masters under Prince Lin Hengzhong!
He entered the second level of Tianxuan at the age of only twenty-five, and became famous all over the world before he was thirty, with a great reputation.
As Lin Hengzhong's most capable right-hand man, Zheng Zhiming had followed Lin Hengzhong in many battles in the north and south, and had made great achievements in battle.
This person is extremely skilled in martial arts, is inhumane, and his methods are even more cruel and cruel, making his enemies terrified!
In recent years, he has been almost inseparable from Lin Hengzhong. He has blocked many assassination attacks for Lin Hengzhong. It is said that his martial arts skills are unfathomable, even comparable to that of King Lin.
There are even rumors in the world that Prince Lin is uneducated and incompetent. In order to preserve the foundation of the Lin family, Lin Hengzhong will entrust the Lin family to the hands of four masters who have been carefully trained by him. As for Prince Lin, he would just like to be a puppet prince.
And Zheng Zhiming, who has been with the king for the longest time, may naturally become the actual leader of the Lin family in the future!
At this moment, when the skinny monkey heard that the person in front of him called himself Zheng Zhiming, the color on his face was gone. No matter how confident he was, he would never dare to say categorically that he could defeat a master of the second level Tianxuan realm!
All masters in the world who can reach this level are qualified to establish a sect. What's more, Zheng Zhiming has entered the second level of Tianxuan at the age of twenty-five. This talent is even more exaggerated and terrifying than Lin Hengzhong.
Now Zheng Zhiming is only in his early thirties, what state has he reached? !
Recalling the terrifying experience of losing his palm in an instant, the skinny monkey's face turned pale and he was sweating profusely.
His pupils were frightened, and without any hesitation, he turned around and jumped up without looking back, climbed over the eaves, and fled into the night.
Soon, it completely disappeared into the night.
Zheng Zhiming still stood motionless on the eaves and did not pursue him. He glanced indifferently in the direction not far away, then withdrew his gaze and landed on Lin Jiangnian on the ground.
Then, he jumped down, landed steadily on the ground from the eaves, and walked slowly to Lin Jiangnian.
At this moment, Lin Jiangnian was still sitting on the ground, looked up at him, and sneered: "My lord, do you think you don't plan to show up?"
Zheng Zhiming looked at Lin Jiangnian expressionlessly and said nothing.
"You should really hope that this prince will die in his hands, right?"
Lin Jiangnian's face was slightly pale, but he still had a smile on his face, and his tone was very relaxed: "If my son is dead, you will have one less trouble to worry about, right?"
Zheng Zhiming remained expressionless, with his hands behind his back, he said calmly after a while: "Your Highness is too worried!"
"Is this prince really worrying too much?"
Lin Jiangnian raised his eyebrows and suddenly sneered: "Then why did you follow this journey and never show up?"
"When my prince almost died in Yue Pingsheng's hands just now, why didn't you take action?!"
"What are you waiting for? Do you think this prince is a fool?!"
Lin Jiangnian stared into his eyes. At this moment, his coldness was undisguised, staring at Zheng Zhiming like a sharp edge.
Zheng Zhiming finally reacted. He frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect Lin Jiangnian's eyes to be so sharp. Looking into Lin Jiangnian's eyes, he still said nothing.
"Then why did you suddenly come out again? Why didn't you wait until he killed my son before you showed up again?"
In an instant, the sharpness in Lin Jiangnian's eyes disappeared completely, and his face returned to that harmless look.
He was still sitting on the ground, looking at him sideways with a half-smile: "Are you scared?"
"Are you afraid that this prince will really die here and will not be able to explain to my father?"
Zheng Zhiming's pupils shrank suddenly, and he regained his composure instantly.
He said calmly: "Your Highness misunderstood."
"Misunderstand?"
Lin Jiangnian sneered twice and raised his eyebrows: "You obviously have a thief's heart, why don't you have the courage to do so?"
Zheng Zhiming remained calm: "Your Highness seems to have a deep misunderstanding of me."
"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, you know it very well!"
Lin Jiangnian sneered, then slowly got up from the ground and dusted himself off. After a short rest, I regained my breath and my physical condition recovered a lot.
Lin Jiangnian turned around to leave, but after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Zheng Zhiming.
"You really hope that my son will die here...you can't lie to me!"
Lin Jiangnian spoke word by word, staring into Zheng Zhiming's eyes.
Zheng Zhiming didn't seem to expect that Lin Jiangnian would speak so frankly. His eyes fell slightly and he looked at Lin Jiangnian without any fear in his eyes.
Even, the calmness is terrifying!
"You are a very ambitious person, but at the same time, you are also an indecisive person. People like you are destined to not achieve great things!"
Lin Jiangnian spoke, and it was visible to the naked eye that Zheng Zhiming's expression changed, and his eyes became slightly lowered.
From the beginning, Lin Jiangnian knew that Lin Hengzhong secretly arranged masters around him.
This trip to Beijing was originally a conspiracy between Lin Jiangnian and Lin Hengzhong! The conspiracy plan is self-evident, but Lin Hengzhong will naturally not completely let Lin Jiangnian wander the world alone.
It is precisely because of this that Lin Jiangnian acted in a high profile along the way. The master in the dark will not show up easily, and will only take action when Lin Jiangnian faces a life-or-death crisis.
At first, Lin Jiangnian didn't know who the master arranged by Lin Hengzhong was. Until Xunyangcheng and his party, Lin Jiangnian was trapped in the secret room in the back mountain and narrowly escaped death, but the secret master never showed up.
At that time, Lin Jiangnian had already guessed something. When he left Xunyang City later, Lin Jiangnian kept a much lower profile.
Until now, until tonight, when this step has finally been reached, Zheng Zhiming, who has been hiding in the depths, finally appears!
Sure enough it was him!
Lin Hengzhong actually arranged for his most capable assistant and cronies to escort Lin Jiangnian to Beijing.
It is not surprising, Zheng Zhiming has been a master in the Tianxuan realm many years ago, and now his martial arts is even more unfathomable. There are very few opponents in the world who can compete with him, and most of them are intimidated by his name.
With him protecting Lin Jiangnian along the way, theoretically everything would be absolutely foolproof.
But the problem is that Zheng Zhiming is Lin Hengzhong's confidant, but not Lin Jiangnian's confidant.
What's more, the relationship between the two is not good!
As for the reason, it is self-evident.
Zheng Zhiming didn't like Lin Jiangnian, and even... wanted him to die.
And Lin Jiangnian, why not?
On the way to Beijing, Lin Jiangnian almost died on the road several times. Naturally, Lin Jiangnian didn't have the slightest fondness for him.
He looked at Zheng Zhiming and suddenly laughed again: "Have you ever thought about a question?"
Zheng Zhiming said nothing and stared at him.
"My father clearly knows that you are dissatisfied with my prince, and even have murderous intentions towards my prince... Why did he send you to secretly escort my prince to the capital?"
After Lin Jiangnian finished speaking, he turned and left without looking at Zheng Zhiming's face.
Zheng Zhiming was left standing there, his face changing slightly.
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late at night.
Skyrim.
Two figures landed on the eaves, the cold wind hit, the surroundings were in a mess, and the eaves were crumbling.
"You are no match for me."
Duan Tiande stared at the woman in front of him with extremely complicated eyes, his breathing was rapid and his face was slightly pale.
His internal energy was severely depleted and he suffered minor injuries.
He didn't expect that his swordsmanship, which he was proud of after being famous for many years, was almost broken by the little girl in front of him who was less than twenty years old!
The little girl in front of him was not very old, but her martial arts strength was far beyond his expectation. Especially the sharp and strange swordsmanship made him almost unable to withstand it.
If it weren't for the support of decades of strong internal strength, I would probably have suffered a big fall tonight.
In the dark night, Zhiyuan did not answer.
She stood on the eaves, her face pale and her breath disordered. But she still stood there with her sword in hand, looking extremely cold.
What answered Duan Tiande was the sharp blue light rippling.
Duan Tiande's heart sank, and his eyes also sank: "Since you insist on doing this, don't blame me for being rude!"
Just when Duan Tiande raised his sword and was about to attack, the next second he suddenly felt a crisis coming from behind him.
His expression suddenly changed.
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