Chapter 75
The Crimson King's Conspiracy: The Drug Man's Night Raid!
The night was as dark as ink, and the wind was high and the moon was dark.
The daytime hustle and bustle finally subsided, and Changqing Tower extinguished its last light, falling into slumber.
However, this seemingly peaceful night was anything but tranquil.
"Shhh—"
A very faint scraping sound came from the shadows surrounding the tavern.
If you don't listen carefully, it's easy to mistake it for the sound of wind blowing through leaves.
But if someone could see through the darkness and make out what was in the shadows, they would be terrified!
That was a group of people.
Or rather, they were a group of "monsters" that looked like humans.
They were dressed in matching black night clothes, but their faces were expressionless, their eyes empty and dull, exuding a deathly grayness.
Their skin was an eerie bluish-purple color, covered with blood vessels that twisted like earthworms, and emitted a nauseating medicinal smell.
Drug user!
This is the strongest assassin raised by the Crimson King Xiao Yu, and also his most relied-upon killing machine!
These drug-treated humans have no sense of pain or fear, possess immense strength, and due to special drug modifications, their bodies are as hard as iron, making them impervious to ordinary swords and knives.
They were like a group of soulless puppets, only faithfully carrying out their master's orders.
"Target locked: Evergreen Tavern."
The leader, a drug-using individual, was more robust than the others, and his eyes gleamed with an eerie red light.
His voice was hoarse and grating, as if it came from the depths of hell: "Mission One: Probe Su Changqing's background. Mission Two: Kill Xiao Chuhe at all costs!"
At his command, dozens of drug users, like ghosts, silently surrounded the tavern.
Although their movements were stiff, they were extremely fast, and in a few leaps they had already scaled the high wall of the tavern and landed in the backyard.
however.
Just as they landed, preparing to break down the door...
"Whoosh—"
A soft sweeping sound suddenly broke the silence of the courtyard.
All the drug users abruptly stopped, their empty eyes turning in unison to look in the direction from which the sound came.
Under the old locust tree in the center of the courtyard stood a slightly thin figure.
He was a boy.
He was dressed in a drab gray cloth robe, carrying a huge mahogany sword box on his back, and holding a worn-out broom in his hand. He was looking down and sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
The moonlight shone on him, casting a long shadow.
He swept very carefully and attentively, as if the terrifying drug-infused people around him didn't exist at all.
"Is anyone there?"
A red glint flashed in the eyes of the leader of the drug-using men, and he let out a low growl, "Kill him!"
No nonsense, no hesitation.
Several drug-using men pounced on him instantly, their sharp claws flashing with a ghostly blue poisonous light, aiming straight for the boy's throat!
"well……"
The boy sighed and finally raised his head.
It was a face that still had a touch of childishness, but those eyes revealed a composure and sharpness that were beyond his years.
Unrivaled!
The talented young man, who had spent the entire day cutting potato shreds in the kitchen, was now looking very unhappy.
"It's the middle of the night, can't a person get any sleep?"
Wushuang muttered to herself, seemingly casually waving the broom in her hand.
call--
A gust of wind suddenly rose from the sky, whipping up fallen leaves and shooting them like darts at the oncoming medicine man.
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
Those seemingly fragile fallen leaves became harder than steel at this moment!
They easily pierced the tough, iron-like skin of the drug users and embedded themselves deeply into their bodies!
But this did not stop the drug-using people's attack.
They felt no pain, and didn't even bleed a drop, yet they still charged forward fearlessly.
"It really is a monster."
Wushuang curled her lip, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes. "Thick skin and a weird smell, it's really disgusting."
Although he complained, he didn't panic at all.
Under Su Changqing's "tutelage" these past few days, his understanding of swordsmanship has changed dramatically.
Previously, he only knew how to kill enemies with the flying swords in the sword box, pursuing speed, ruthlessness, and brilliance.
but now……
He looked down at the broom in his hand.
It was an ordinary broom, made of bamboo branches, used for sweeping the floor.
But in the eyes of the blind man at this moment, this broom is a sword!
Everything can be a sword!
"Since you're here, don't leave."
His eyes turned cold, and his aura suddenly changed.
The once somewhat lazy boy instantly transformed into a sharp sword drawn from its sheath!
"Perfect timing, let my flying sword have some fun. Oh no, I mean let my broom have some fun."