Zuo Chongliang is the highest martial artist in this industry, and he is very arrogant, he thinks that this is clearly despising him, am he afraid that he will not be able to deal with that silver-faced Langjun?

But Bao Xu won the trust of the five princesses and was a celebrity trusted by the five princesses, although he was dissatisfied, he did not object.

At this moment, as soon as Bao Xu waved his hand, two men in black immediately went to the room where the silver-faced Langjun lived.

Long before they started, they had already caught Xiao Er, who was responsible for delivering water and tea to the backyard, and figured out the room and location where everyone lived.

The door opened softly and closed softly.

There was a flash of triumph and disdain in Bao Xu's eyes, and he glanced at Zuo Chongliang, they were waiting for the two of them to pull out the silver-faced Langjun, tie them up, and capture them alive and hand them over to the fifth princess.

A quarter of an hour later, looking at the quiet door, the dark and motionless room, Bao Xu scolded in a low voice: "Waste!"

It's just that it takes so long to bring someone out who has been drugged unconscious?

He pointed to the two people beside him, and then to the door: "Go!"

Zuo Chongliang said: "Something is wrong!"

Bao Xu ignored him, and the two accused men in black quietly entered the house as before.

However, after going in, he did not come out, and there was no sound.

Bao Xu also knew that something was wrong, but he was not worried, not to mention that there were people in the courtyard, it was the back window, and he also arranged for eight people to guard it.

Eight first-class masters, guarding this place like an iron bucket, the silver-faced Langjun wants to escape quietly, it is impossible, and the drug.

It must have been too heavy with the drug, and these guys forgot to cover their mouths and noses when they went in, so they were stunned inside.

Bao Xu felt that his subordinates were crying stupidly, in order to save face, he was about to ask someone to take the antidote and go in, Zuo Chongliang was already impatient.

As a master under the five princesses, he enjoyed more the joy of killing people with his sword, splashing blood in five steps, and watching the loser twitch desperately under his sword to shed the last drop of blood, rather than using drugs like now, he only stood here as an ornament.

This is simply an insult to a master like him.

He said coldly: "I'll go!"

Bao Xu smiled and said, "Brother Zuo, do you use a knife to kill chickens?"

Zuo Chongliang snorted and said, "I don't have time to accompany you here, finish the master's business as soon as possible, and go back early!"

As he spoke, he kicked the door open.

There was indeed the smell of drugs in the house, and there were indeed four men in black on the ground, the same four who had just been sent in. Zuo Chongliang walked around the room, but he didn't see the silver-faced Langjun.

He ran out with a frown, and said to Bao Xu angrily: "What do your people think, there is no one in the house at all!"

Bao Xu was stunned, the silver-faced Langjun was not in the house, and the drugs he put only stunned four of his subordinates? This is a big joke.

He was going to see what was going on right away.

Suddenly, a Qing Lingling said in a somewhat sparse and mocking voice: "Are you looking for Ben Langjun?"

Zuo Chongliang, Bao Xu was taken aback, and looked at the place where the voice came from.

On the tile surface of the west, a young man was dressed in white like snow, with a long jade body, and his silver mask reflected the moonlight, like a fairy in the sky, and the night wind blew his clothes, as if he was about to ride the wind.

Handsome and dusty, elegant as a fairy, relaxed and indifferent, looking at everything.

There were so many masters in the courtyard, but he didn't see it, standing on the tile surface, with a graceful bearing.