PNB Chapter 106 Old man, you're too weak
Chapter 106 Old man, you're too weak
"Lord Liu?"
The guards frowned, then one of them took the token from Ding Yi's hand, examined it closely in the firelight, and nodded slightly.
"The special token from the Inspectorate is quite good."
"you alone?"
A black-armored guard slowly walked over, his helmet covering most of his face, making his voice muffled.
"Act in secrecy."
Ding Yi remained calm and composed, asserting that he was not afraid at all.
"You, and you, follow him."
The black-armored guard pointed at the two men and said.
Two constables immediately stepped out from the ranks and stood in front of Ding Yi.
"I don't care what task Lord Liu gives you, first, don't even think about leaving the city, second, you only have one hour!"
The black-armored guard tossed the token to Ding Yi and said slowly.
Ding Yi took the token, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he smiled and said:
"An hour is enough."
After saying that, he ignored the two constables following behind him and strode forward.
The two constables quickly followed, and the three figures soon disappeared into the vast night.
Ding Yi seemed to have a clear goal. After leaving the inner city gate, he headed straight for the martial arts school, while the two constables followed closely behind.
At this moment, the streets of the outer city were still deserted, while lights began to appear in the direction of the patrol office not far away, clearly indicating that they had received orders to cooperate in the investigation of today's attack.
Ding Yi observed his surroundings and sighed inwardly.
Based on Liu Xun's investigation and the clues he had previously received, the only people who could be connected to tonight's attack are those from the martial arts school.
My cheap master and senior brother are such troublemakers. With such weak strength, can't they just stay put?
Why do you insist on joining some cult of chaotic gods, and why do you even try to assassinate people?
Now things are really messed up. The entire Qingfeng County is in chaos, and it's uncertain whether we'll be able to enter the formation smoothly next month. There's even a corpse lying in my own courtyard waiting to be dealt with.
Tonight, all of this must come to a complete end.
Ding Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and his pace gradually quickened.
As they got closer to the martial arts school, Ding Yi's speed increased. In the next second, he took a step and appeared several meters away. Then, he turned around and flashed into the alley next to him, which startled the two constables behind him.
The two hurriedly ran over, but when they got to the alley, they found it empty; Ding Yi seemed to have vanished into thin air.
"Continue searching the area. I'll go back and report!"
One of them immediately spoke to the other, while he himself quickly ran backward.
"Holy crap! This is unbelievable!"
The remaining officers cursed and looked somewhat flustered, but they still tried to look for Ding Yi's figure around.
What he didn't know was that he had already been on the verge of death several times on this short stretch of road alone.
Meanwhile, at the Bai Family Martial Arts School.
Bai Wangyun sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, coughing incessantly.
"Cough cough."
Bai Wangyun looked much thinner than before, and even seemed to have dried up.
"Master, what should we do now?"
Nangong Tian stood beside Bai Wangyun, his face full of confusion.
He couldn't understand why the assassination, which he had planned for a year, had failed so completely.
The disciples in the sect do not know how many will survive tonight, and even he himself does not know where the way out lies.
Bai Wangyun shook his head slightly after hearing Nangong Tian's words:
"Xiao Tian, you are still young and have a long way to go. Take advantage of the fact that they haven't discovered your identity yet and leave the city quickly."
"Master, what about you?"
Nangong Tian was immediately startled and quickly asked.
"There's no way out. I've been poisoned by Yu Rongguang's Yang Poison, and most of my strength has been lost. I didn't expect that this guy had already discovered our plan."
As Bai Wangyun spoke, he coughed, and the blood foam he spat out was actually burned into a gaseous state in the air, which showed just how high the temperature of his blood was.
"Master..."
Nangong Tian's eyes were bloodshot. He looked at the old man in front of him and couldn't help but kneel down with a thud.
"No need to be sad. I've lived to seventy-six, and I've had my fill. It's just a pity I won't see the Great Liang regain its rule..."
Bai Wangyun murmured.
"What about the other fellow disciples?"
Nangong Tian asked again.
“These dogs that worship gods have very sharp noses; I’ll stay here and keep them occupied.”
“I have already dismissed the people in the outer courtyard. There are haystacks and firewood that I have prepared in the side rooms. Go and set them on fire, and then take advantage of the chaos to leave the city.”
"I have wronged your senior and junior brothers."
Bai Wangyun wept uncontrollably, his body becoming even more emaciated.
"Master!!"
Nangong Tian clenched his fists, his eyes also blurry. At this moment, he had never felt so useless and incompetent. A deep sense of defeat welled up in his heart.
"Alright, enough nonsense! Get lost!!"
Bai Wangyun looked at Nangong Tian, who was lying on the ground, and suddenly roared. He sensed a strong sense of impending danger, a feeling unique to a grandmaster.
Nangong Tian knew this was not the time for sentimentality, so he immediately stood up, bowed to Bai Wangyun again, and then hurriedly walked towards the surrounding rooms.
There are too many traces of their activities in this room; it must all be burned to prevent any future trouble.
Soon, flames rose from all directions of the martial arts school. The thick black smoke and flames were so conspicuous in the night that even the soldiers on duty on the inner city wall immediately noticed the anomaly.
"My lord! The outer city is on fire!!"
The soldiers on the city wall immediately shouted down to those below.
"Ok?"
One of the black-armored guards immediately snorted coldly, then mounted his blue-maned, red-tailed horse, pulled on the reins, and shouted to the surroundings:
"Everyone, mount up!"
"Yes!!"
With a series of shouts, in just half a breath, the black-armored guards mounted their demonic horses, and then a group of people passed through the city gate and galloped towards the place where the fires were burning in the outer city under the cover of night.
In the firelight, Bai Wangyun sat alone on a stone bench in the inner courtyard of the martial arts school, looking at the teapot in front of him and pouring tea into a cup by himself.
However, his hands were trembling slightly. Suppressing the Yang poison in his body had left him exhausted. If he hadn't been a master of blood transfusion, he would probably have turned into ashes long ago.
Just then, a figure suddenly leaped down from the roof and landed steadily in the inner courtyard.
His body was upright, his face showing a hint of emotion, as he looked at the dumbfounded Bai Wangyun and murmured:
"Old man, what are you doing? Why did you have to try and start some kind of superstitious nonsense?"
At this moment, Ding Yi had already removed his human skin mask on the way here and met Bai Wangyun. He had no intention of hiding his identity.
"Ding...Ding Hai? What happened to you...?"
Bai Wangyun looked at the familiar face before him, yet felt it had never seemed so strange, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"Blood and qi are depleted, flesh and blood are burned away, good heavens, is this the method of the Yin Yang Palace?"
Ding Yi looked at Bai Wangyun's gaunt face and muttered to himself before slowly walking towards Bai Wangyun.
"you..."
Bai Wangyun pointed at Ding Yi with his finger, his eyes wide open, and he stammered, unable to speak.
"Stop talking nonsense, old man, let me see what kind of methods the Yin Yang Palace has. We have a tough battle to fight later!"
Ding Yi walked up to Bai Wangyun, grabbed his arm, and rolled up his long sleeve, revealing a red fingerprint on his arm.
"What the hell?"
As Ding Yi spoke, he extended a finger and probed towards the red fingerprint on Bai Wangyun's arm.