Want to tease the prince, the cat is soft and delicate

Chapter 242: Retaliation is inevitable

The wind, snow and frost hit people's faces, freezing them so much that they hurt.

It's snowing heavily tonight, as if it's going to bury everyone. If you stand outside, in just a few breaths, your head will be covered with snow.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and people have to get up early in the morning to prepare meals for their ancestors, so they all go to bed early. There is no one on the entire long street, only the occasional lantern in front of a shop swaying in the cold wind.

"Gee!" Three figures riding horses came from the darkness, wrapped in the wind and frost, and the horses' hooves stepped through the long street. Cao He and his subordinates rushed to Cao's mansion in the heavy snow.

There was no one on the street, and it was quiet and cold. Just after turning a corner, Cao He, who was usually in a hurry, suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes, grabbed the reins and stopped his horse with a "whoosh".

The horse raised its hooves and neighed, almost throwing Cao He off its back. Cao He clamped his legs around the horse's belly, held on to the reins with his whole body, and remained as still as a mountain, so he did not fall off the horse.

At this time, the subordinates behind him also stopped their horses, and hot air came out of the horses' noses, making a loud noise.

"General, what's wrong?"

Cao He looked around with his eyes shining brightly, and his hand slowly touched the long sword at his waist: "There is murderous intent."

"What?" The two subordinates drew their swords and surrounded Cao He on the left and right.

"Excuse me, who are you? Do you have any grudge against Cao?"

Cao He shouted loudly at the empty street, but the only responses he got were the rustling of the wind and the barking of dogs in the distance.

"Since you are here to look for Cao, you can't just hide in the dark, right? Or do you have no face to see others?"

Just as Cao He finished speaking, the sound of breaking wind came from his right side. He reacted quickly and fell down. A cold light flashed before his eyes. He was secretly saying "not good" when he heard his subordinate beside him scream, spit out blood, and fall off the horse.

From the way he used hidden weapons just now, it can be seen that he is an expert and has no good intentions!

He had almost no hesitation and was about to flee from there with a whipping of the horse's butt.

If the opponent were to confront him head-on, it would be unclear who would win or lose.

But the opponent is hiding in the dark and using hidden weapons to hurt people. Unless you have strong internal strength and higher martial arts than the opponent, it will be extremely difficult to win.

As the military strategists say, if the enemy is completely victorious and I cannot fight, the best strategy is to run away.

So he didn't plan to look for the person in the dark. He just needed to escape from the other party's attack range to survive.

But Cao He only expected that the man in the dark was an expert in using hidden weapons, but he did not expect that the other party's lightness skills were equally powerful.

He rode his horse at a rapid speed along the long street, and a dark shadow followed closely behind him in the darkness, leaping on the roof, following him slowly and steadily.

As if realizing that he had not yet gotten rid of the opponent, Cao He's horse gradually slowed down until it stopped completely.

He looked up at the eaves and narrowed his eyes.

"I know you're up there. How can you be a hero hiding in the dark? If you have what it takes, come out and fight!"

"Hehehehehe..." Eerie laughter came from all directions.

It was overwhelming, like a devil's sound filling one's ears, so unpleasant to the ear, yet one could not find where the sound came from.

A hoarse and gloomy voice sounded: "You are a hero, but I am not. Although I have no ability, I can take your head."

"What an arrogant tone!" Cao He pretended to be calm: "My head is right here, come and take it!"

“Hehehe.” The horrifying laughter sounded again: “If I wanted to take your head, you would already be separated from your head and body. If I killed you, it would not be fun. It is fun to tease a dog only if you tease it slowly.”

Cao He's teeth were chattering and the knuckles of his hands turned white as he gripped the hilt of the sword. As a general, he had never been humiliated like this before. He was immediately filled with rage, slapped his horse's back, flew up, and landed on the nearest roof.

Relying on his experience of killing on the battlefield, he looked towards a dark place, then quickened his pace, stepping on the green tiles and heading towards that place.

The hickey laughter continued to echo, as if mocking Cao He's arrogance.

"You are worthy of being the general of the Cao family. I have to look at you with new eyes. Please move forward a little. I am right in front of you."

Just as Cao He stepped over the eaves and approached the darkness, the strange sound suddenly had a tangible direction, and the sound came from the shadow in front of Cao He.

He did not rush in rashly, but took a step back cautiously. Then he raised his sword, shouted loudly, and the sword sank into the shadows with a rustling sound.

The long sword sank into the shadow, as if it was swallowed by the shadow. No screams were heard, nor was there the sound of a weapon falling to the ground. It was as if the long sword had disappeared.

It was snowing heavily and the cold wind was howling everywhere. In the ice and snow, Cao He stood on the roof in armor, his red cloak fluttering.

There was a gap in front of him, one light and one dark, dividing him and the opposite side into two worlds.

It was an extremely cold day, but a drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead and froze into ice before it could slide down.

He swallowed and slowly, slowly stepped back.

But his eyes were fixed on the darkness in front of him without blinking, not daring to move his gaze at all.

Seeing that he was about to retreat to a safe place, he laughed strangely again, and then a cold light flashed out from the darkness, bringing with it the chill of ice and snow, and pierced Cao He's shoulder directly.

Cao He shouted angrily, moved his feet, tilted his body, and the long sword flew across his clothes, then with a "ding" sound, it pierced into the eaves pillar behind him.

Looking closely, the sword's blade was vibrating and making a buzzing sound. It penetrated three inches into the wood, leaving only half of the blade outside.

If this sword penetrated his shoulder, even if he didn't die, he would lose half his life.

With his clothes soaked with sweat, Cao He dared not fight any longer. He rolled over and fell off the horse, intending to escape.

But this time, the man in the dark obviously lost his patience and had no intention of dealing with him any more.

Countless sounds of breaking wind were heard from all directions. Cao He was shocked and turned around to see several cold rays coming towards him.

In a hurry, he snatched the sword of the subordinate next to him, then grabbed his collar and threw him towards the place where the hidden weapon came from.

It happened so fast that before the subordinate could react, Cao He snatched the sword and threw him out. Then he was stabbed in the chest by the hidden weapon, and died vomiting blood.

Cao He had already ridden his horse and fled the next moment after he got rid of his opponent, but although he wanted to escape, the person in the dark did not give him the chance.

A cold light flashed down from above Cao He's head. By the time Cao He realized it and raised his sword to block it, it was already too late. Several tiny silver needles pierced into his shoulders on both sides. For a moment, Cao He seemed to be immobilized and fell straight off the horse's back, stiff as if.

But his feet were still in the stirrups, because when he fell due to weakness, the stirrups did not fall off his feet, and the silver needles frightened the horse, and it was running like mad.

Cao He was dragged like this until a sword came and cut off his leg, and he was able to stop.

At this time, Cao He was already breathing out more than breathing in.

His military uniform was torn into pieces due to being dragged, a large piece of his scalp was torn off, his legs were broken and bleeding, and his face was unrecognizable and looked beyond human form.

Just as he was about to die, the sound of footsteps on the snow was heard, and a man came out, forcibly pried open his mouth, fed him a pill, and then helped him fix his broken leg.

In a daze, Cao He saw the jade pendant hanging around the other person's waist, and he instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It's you. How dare you..."

The next moment, his tongue was cut off and he could no longer speak.

The man dropped the dagger in his hand, squatted down, and a strange smile appeared on his evil face: "General, do you like this great gift I gave you?"

The snow was falling heavily, and a figure was crawling on the ground in the long street.

From that night on, Dashun lost a great general named Cao and gained a madman who was hated by everyone.