Chapter 86 It’s not a matter of whether they are powerful or not
. The camp of the Seventeenth Bandits of the Yellow River was actually built on a hill beside the Yellow River.
Xue Ling looked at the four heads on the flagpole from a distance and swallowed silently.
Xue Ling swallowed, certainly not because of greed.
"No, it's so fast." The girl murmured.
In fact, the two of them didn't bother to say that they just wanted to collect the bodies of these four heroes.
The journey from the fork of the Yellow River to the camp of the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River here is only twenty or thirty miles. If you rush, you can get there in a little more than an hour. If you ride a horse, it may take less than half an hour.
So with only half an hour's time difference, four heads have already been hanged?
Is this because the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River are too strong?
Or are these four heroes too weak?
Xue Ling didn't know which was the correct answer for a while.
"Well, what should we do now?"
Seeing the banner of the Seventeenth Bandits of the Yellow River from a distance means that he has found the right place this time. However, from the outside, this camp looks like it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, well-defended and well-constructed. , The murderous look really makes people feel that these seventeen Yellow River thieves are not a good person.
So is this really just the Xuanzihao mission?
Xue Ling suddenly felt that the task of the Seventeen Thieves of the Yellow River was not unreasonable even if it was a local name?
However, the Dizihao involves the assassination of second- and third-grade warriors, or the tracking, surveillance and spying of people of this level by first- and second-grade warriors. Judging from the intelligence, the leader of the Seventeenth Bandits of the Yellow River is just a fourth-grade warrior, and most of his subordinates are also Between the seventh and fifth grades, dealing with ordinary people is like a hawk catching a chicken, such as picking out a bag to retrieve something. For the elite assassins of the hive, especially the elite assassins who have completed the mission of Di Zihao, it is really nothing.
Of course - the elite is Fang Bie and has nothing to do with Xue Ling.
"Wushuang." Fang Bie shrugged and said, "Have you ever heard of the true meaning of Assassin?"
"Assassin?" Xue Ling really had never heard of this word.
"Then let's start with the long and long struggle between Assassin and the Templars." Fang Bie started with a smile and then changed the subject: "Simply put, the true meaning of assassin infiltration is to see everything Kill everyone who comes to you."
"In this case, you will not be discovered by anyone."
Fang Bie could almost see the black lines on Xue Ling's face.
At this moment, Fang Bi glanced behind Xue Ling and was almost stunned.
He patted Xue Ling on the shoulder: "I'll leave that person to you."
Xue Ling turned around to see who the so-called person was, but saw a woman in white facing him under the scorching sun. Come.
The sunlight casts a short shadow under her body. The girl has black hair, wearing wooden clogs, and carrying a dirty stick on her shoulder. She is wearing white clothes and is walking towards her step by step.
Xue Ling turned around again and found that Fang Bie in front of her had disappeared in an instant.
The girl was very frustrated, but she still had to carry out Fang Farewell's previous commission.
Xue Ling came over and said, "Girl, this is not a kind place. What are you doing here?"
After walking in, Xue Ling discovered that the white clothes of this woman in white were badly worn, and the color of her skin could be seen in many places. If If we talk about the advantages, then the white clothes are washed really clean. Except for the dirty stick on her shoulder, the girl looks very clean.
And it looks great too.
Her skin is very good, a bit sunless white, with a transparent taste, but her hair is very black, as black as ebony wood, her eyes are very dark, her nose is small, and her lips are thin and faintly pink.
She watched herself walking slowly, with a faint emotionless look in her eyes.
But it looks good.
"You are a girl too. You can come here, why can't I come?" Shang Jiuge said quietly.
Xue Ling was stunned for a moment.
In fact, when she goes out, she has increasingly used falsetto to speak. She is now wearing merchant's clothes and a hat on her head, but this girl can tell at a glance that she is a girl.
At least much more reliable than those four heroes.
"This is the territory of the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River." Xue Ling emphasized to her.
"What I'm looking for are the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River." Shang Jiuge said matter-of-factly.
But Xue Ling was speechless.
She pointed at the four tall flagpoles in the distance: "Did you see that flagpole?"
Shang Jiuge glanced at it and nodded: "Yes."
"The four of them were alive and kicking an hour ago. He also said that he was going to defeat the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River, and then he became like that in the blink of an eye." Xue Ling educated Shang Jiuge earnestly, hoping that she would change her mind and return to her lost ways.
But Shang Jiuge didn't look frightened at all. She looked at the heads on the four flagpoles from a distance, their dead eyes, and the blood flowing under the heads along the flagpoles.
nodded.
"He died not long ago."
Shang Jiuge confirmed Xue Ling's statement.
"Aren't you afraid?" Xue Ling felt that she and Shang Jiuge had no common language at all.
"Those are the seventeen thieves of the Yellow River."
Shang Jiuge looked at Xue Ling: "Are they powerful?"
"It's not a question of whether they are powerful or not!" The girl needs to learn a lesson.
Although Xue Ling is only seventeen or eighteen years old, Xue Ling has already suffered severe beatings from society. It is obvious that the guy in front of her has definitely not been beaten.
And she is so beautiful, no matter how hard I think, I can't let her go there to give it away.
After all, if she passes, it won't be a matter of hanging her head on the flagpole.
That's a problem without misfortune.
"You can't go anyway." Xue Ling said seriously.
"Why?" Shang Jiuge still had the patience to ask a few questions.
After all, she was now outside the camp of the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River. She had walked such a long way, and she didn't care to waste this little time.
"Because you will die if you go!" Xue Ling looked at Shang Jiuge and said seriously: "And you are a girl, it will be very miserable if they catch you." "
I won't die, and I won't be caught. They caught it." Shang Jiuge replied: "I promised others that I would throw all the seventeen Yellow River thieves into the Yellow River to worship the river god." "I
am a person who keeps my promises." "
I will definitely do it if I say it. "
Xue Ling said quietly: "Everyone says that they will not die." "
But everyone is different." Shang Jiuge put down the long stick on his shoulder and lightly punched it on the ground.
"Girl, please get out of the way."
"If you don't, then I won't throw you into the Yellow River." "
But at least you can't stand here."
Xue Ling sighed heavily.
"I'm also here to deal with the Seventeen Bandits of the Yellow River."
"How about we work together?"
PS: I, Xue Ling, am a pro.
(End of chapter)