A smile of admiration just appeared on Wei He's face, and the next moment he froze again. Because another attacker appeared in his sight, coming from another direction, as if he was looking for a suitable angle to bend his bow and arrow. He didn't have time to rush forward and shouted: "Who dares to break into General Wei's mansion at night?"

Before he finished speaking, he followed the first group of assassins to step onto the roof of the carriage outside the courtyard wall and jumped onto the roof of Wei's house. Some of the guards followed him in, but they ran into the door with poor skills, and their momentum was quite strong.

Wei He drew his sword, picked the one in front, and slashed it down. The other party obviously did not expect that someone would come to rescue him. He was a little surprised at first, but then he recovered from calmness. With a wave of his hand, he divided two people to stop Wei He. He and his other subordinates rushed straight to Wei Duoyou who had already jumped into the hospital and left.1

Although the assassin leader's decision was decisive, he made two mistakes.

First, he underestimated Wei He's martial arts. Although he was only twelve years old, Mrs. Li wanted her son to become a dragon and hired famous teachers for him since she was a child. Her skills were already considered the first-class in Wei. He was assigned to block Wei He's two subordinates, and his sword was cut off in the third move, and both fell to the ground in the fourth move. She could only slow down the steps of the new king of Wei's country.

Second, he underestimated the number of guards in Wei's house. In addition to the dozen guards brought by Guards and now joining the fight, there are more than ten good guards in Wei's house. After a melee, both sides intertwined, and his side was at a disadvantage.

However, the strength of the assassin leader cannot be underestimated. Wei He slashed with a sword, with sharp moves. The leader moved and changed his shadow, blocking it with an iron spike on his wrist. As soon as he pressed the sword head, Wei He had already slapped his back move with a palm.

With a palm printed on his chest, the other party's body flew up like a kite with broken strings. Wei He realized that something was wrong at this time, but it was too late to stop. The leader tried his best to take over the palm force, and used the force to hit the force, and fell from the roof like an arrow, heading towards Wei Duoyou in the yard.

At this time, Wei Duoyou was entangled by several men in black, and he had to beware of the cold arrows that might be hidden in the dark. Where could he tell the difference between his heart and resist the enemy falling from the sky?

"Brother Wei!" Wei He shouted in a hoarse voice, followed the leader and stretched out his arms to grab his legs, but it was too late. Just as the man's long sword was about to hit Wei Duoyou's back, a cold light flashed in front of him, and the man's body shook and fell heavily to the ground. A crossbow arrow penetrated through his front neck, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Seeing that the leader had died, the assassins were no longer interested in fighting, and they fought and retreated, and they committed suicide because they could not escape. For a moment, the fierce fighting gradually subsided.

Wei He lowered his head, and the assassin leader's body was lying not far from the ground, and an exquisite arrow was inserted into his Adam's apple. Although his chest was covered with red blood, it was obviously sprayed out by his own palm, and it was not fatal. The wound in his throat stimulated the deceased's muscles to tighten due to the sharp arrow, and there was no blood splashing out. You can imagine how sharp the arrow was and how stable the hand was.

"You'd better not look at it." Seeing that Wei He seemed to want to lift the black veil covered on the deceased's face, Wei Duoyou whispered: "I didn't expect you to come."

"I------I'm a little worried about Brother Wei, so I rushed over here, but fortunately it's not too late." Wei He had already pinched a corner of the black veil, but he was a little hesitant inexplicably and did not open it immediately.

He is not an ordinary noble young man. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and has seen corpses everywhere in the battlefield. He is not afraid of corpses. No matter how ugly the person's death is, he will not scare him. But Brother Wei said, "You'd better not look at it."-----.

The assassin lay in front of him, his appearance was covered under the black veil, whether he looked or not, he had the same face. Just like the truth, whether he understood or not, those facts would always exist and would not change as he wished.

Wei He gritted his teeth and finally uncovered the thin and heavy face towel.

With just one glance, the eyes jumped. The fingers slowly clenched into fists, and the muscles on the cheeks flashed with tension. It was a face that was a bit strange and familiar.

It is strange because he has never had any intersection or talk. Wei He doesn't know his name or his position. It is familiar because he has seen him and often sees him following Gongsun Yu, obeying and executing some trivial instructions. Gongsun Yu is the first confidant of his mother, Mrs. Li Tai.

If such a face cannot explain anything, then the silence around him is more like a slowly tightening net, tugging Wei He's heart inch by inch. It makes him so painful that he can't say it-----

The purer the silence, the more various sounds are mixed in. The night wind blows through the branches, the snow falls on the roof, the heartbeats, and even breathing sounds----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The mansion of General Wei was attacked in a quiet night. The sound of killings was enough to tear the night sky to pieces, but it was like a stone falling into an ancient well, with only a slight ripples and falling into boundless silence. The dispersed bloody smell became more and more faint in the night wind, so faint that it could be completely ignored.

"Your Majesty," Wei Duoyou's cowhide armor was stained with blood, and the moon shadow reflected by the snow light swayed on his handsome face, looking a little solemn, but when he spoke, his tone was plain: "It's probably time for me to leave Weiguo."

"Leave Weiguo?" Wei He's eyes were still staring at the corpse in front of him, and murmured: "Yes, it's time to leave. Brother Wei really can't stay here------"

Wei Duoyou couldn't bear it. Although Mrs. Li acted viciously and had always had ulterior motives towards him, Wei and the young man always treated him sincerely. He pressed his palm on Wei and his shoulders and tried a little hard: "Your Majesty, please take the guards back to the palace now. I haven't left the palace tonight. What you saw and experienced was just a dream. Don't think about it, Mrs. Tai acted - it was always for your good."

"How is that possible?" Wei He stood up and turned around and stared at Wei Duoyou's amber-colored eyes: "Why must my mother kill you? Is it just because of my brother-in-law? Also, Brother Wei, Wei Rong is gone, where are you going after leaving Wei Kingdom?"

Wei Duoyou raised his eyes and looked slightly cold: "The sky is great, the earth is great, and I have my own place, so you don't have to worry."

A gust of wind and snow caught in the doorway that was knocked open, bringing waves of cold air and a figure. A middle-aged man carrying a big yellow bow walked in: "General Wei, the escaped assassin has been basically dealt with."

Wei He was shocked at first sight: "You-------Aren't you Uncle Mi? When did you come from Haojing? Why don't you know at all?"

Uncle Mi was also stunned and immediately bowed: "Your Majesty, when the news of the general in danger reached Haojing, the Duke of the State sent a young man to Chaoge to pick up General Wei. Unexpectedly, the river on the road surged, which delayed for an additional month and a half. It was only a few days ago that Chaoge arrived. It was a minor negligence before he had time to report to the Lord Majesty."

Wei He's eyes fell on the big yellow bow on Uncle Mi's back, and suddenly understood something: "No wonder, I shouldn't report it to me. Otherwise, Brother Wei would be dangerous in the situation just now. I understand that since Duke Zhao sent someone to pick him up and Brother Wei has a safe place, I will feel at ease."

Everyone could hear the bitterness in his words. Uncle Mi didn't know how to answer the conversation. It was Wei and himself who sorted out their emotions and asked, "Brother Wei, when will you set off? I want to escort you to Haojing in person."

Wei Duoyou quickly declined: "How can this work? You are still far away from going to Haojing. You have just ascended the throne. How can you give up the government and go to Haojing for me? This is absolutely not possible."

Wei He also became stubborn: "If you don't agree to me, I won't leave. Just follow you to set off. Anyway, I haven't taken power yet, so what does it matter if I am in court?"

Seeing the situation froze, Uncle Mi had to tell the truth: "Your Majesty, we are not planning to enter the pass from Hangu? Instead, we go north."

"Going north?" Wei He was a little surprised: "Do you want to go on the north prairie road around the upper reaches of the Jing River to return to Haojing? But it is already winter, and the bitter and cold place in the extreme north, how should you go?"

He thought for a moment and suddenly understood the joint: Looking to the south, the road to entering the pass through Hangu, although it was far away from Wei State, it was also its influence. The Nanlin Society, which was also in the Central Plains, was very powerful in the Central Plains. If the mother's wife refused to let go, it would be difficult for him to protect Wei Duoyou. Only by walking to the north can he escape the control of the Taima and return to Haojing safely.

Uncle Mi wanted to speak but stopped, Wei Duoyou fell and made up his mind: "Your Majesty, I won't hide it from you. We plan to go to Yan State first and set off after the ice and snow melt. The journey here is not far. Don't worry, I, Wei Duoyou, have a hard life."

"Yan State is a vassal state of Zhao, I feel very relieved." Wei He made up his mind: "This time, I will lead elite troops to escort you into Yan territory and then return to the country. This matter has been decided!"

In the bedroom of the Wei Palace, Gongsun Yu, who failed to operate, was kneeling in front of Mrs. Li's seat and apologizing: "Madam, I am incompetent, which caused Na Wei Duoyou to escape, and I deserve to die!"

"Okay!" Mrs. Li's cold voice came from above her head: "I didn't expect you to really kill him. Wei Duoyou has been assassinated several times with Gu Zhu. I think he is a man with a life of God, killing him is not easy. This time, he can force him to leave Chaoge and eliminate future troubles forever. Get up!" 1

Gongsun Yu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and whispered: "It's just how did you know about this? Could someone have leaked the news?"

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