The cold wind blows into the night, blowing down the flowers. In the blink of an eye, it is almost Chinese New Year's Eve, Su Ziqing did not expect so many things to happen, it seems that she will not be able to live in peace on this Chinese New Year's Eve this year.

At night, Baili Ming changed into night clothes and quietly sneaked into the interior of the Holy Building, which was very vast. He jumped onto the canopy of a large tree and looked down from above, only to see a well-trained patrol passing under the tree.

After the patrol passed, Baili Ming jumped down from the tree, and then took advantage of the darkness to cover it and quickly rushed towards the interior of the holy building.

He touched a relatively luxurious pavilion, which was guarded by several men in black around the pavilion, and it seemed that he had to lure these people away to see what was going on inside.

Baili Ming lowered his head and took out a paper crane from his arms that Su Ziqing had made for him with a small spell, the paper crane was only the size of a palm, just like the paper crane folded when he was in school. He recited the incantation, and the paper crane in his palm immediately moved its wings and flew lightly from its palm.

With a thought, he commanded the paper crane to attract the attention of the man in black, and then he quickly dodged into the attic.

After Baili Ming entered through the window, suddenly a voice came from the room, it was the voice of two men, one of whom seemed to be very old.

"Man Jiang, you did a good job this time, that kid Long Xuan must catch him back as soon as possible, so as not to cut the grass and not eradicate the roots when the spring breeze blows again. ”

It was an old voice who said this, listening to this, it was like the voice of Long Manjiang's father, I heard that this old guy was sixty or seventy years old, and he was an elder of the previous generation of the Holy Tower.

At this time, the voice of another relatively young middle-aged man sounded at this time.

"Father, don't worry about you, son, I've already thought about it, if those three people can't force Long Xuan's kid, don't we still have the corpse of the dead ghost in Long Manlou, when the time comes, I will hang his father's body outside the gate of the holy building to see if he ......will come."

Long Manjiang's plan was very vicious, and even Baili Ming, who had always been nosy, was a little angry when he heard it, these people were so mad that they didn't even let go of a corpse.

"It's better to be careful, this plan has been planned by our father and son for most of our lives, and now it is not easy to sit in this position, and now we must not take it lightly. ”

These are the words of the old voice again, and the meaning of the words is to let the juniors be more cautious.

At this time, Long Manjiang's voice immediately sounded, and he said with some disapproval in his tone: "I have already fed poison to those three people, and there are three elite disciples guarding outside, I believe that they are difficult to fly, even if they escape, my poison is not so easy to solve." ”

Baili Ming, who was hiding behind the curtain in the inner room, moved a few steps forward, got closer, and through the curtains, he saw an old man with gray hair sitting on the edge of the table, his face was full of wrinkles, and a hand like dry wood was holding the tea cup on the table, apparently drinking tea.

Long Lao took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and then said slowly: "I'm relieved, it's late at night, you can go back first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and the person who came in was a man in black who was guarding outside.

"Who?"

Long Lao shouted, but at this time, Long Manjiang had already chased out in the direction of Baili Ming's escape.

The two figures were like marbles falling on the ground, bouncing and undulating on the eaves, this chase game lasted for half an hour, and the two of them almost ran half of Nanyang City, and finally Baili Ming won and successfully shook off Long Manjiang's pursuit.

After Long Manjiang returned in anger, he first sent more patrol personnel, and then transferred the detention position of the three demons.

In the dimly lit little house, three embarrassed figures were lying motionless on the ground. The poison in their bodies was so domineering that it not only tortured them to the point that they did not look like humans, but also poisoned their vocal cords, and they could only write on the ground if they wanted to communicate.

The floor of the small house was very damp, and there was a musty smell wafting through the air. Fu Mo was half-picked on the ground, and he wrote three words heavily on the ground, hold on!

Lu Wanrou looked at these three words, and then looked at Fu Mo, who was also unable to get up on the ground, tears were already rolling in her eyes.

Did she do anything wrong to take her younger brother to wander outside, now that her father has been killed, and the holy building has not been saved, it has not only affected her younger brother but also her loved ones.

Thinking of this, her tears also flowed, and Fu Mo saw her crying, very nervous, and raised his hand to help her wipe the tears from her face.

Suddenly, the wooden door of the house was opened, and a gloomy-looking man came in, and he saw Lu Wanrou on the ground, smiling sinisterly.

"Someone, take the eldest lady out. ”

The man ordered his subordinates to take Lu Wanrou away, and just as the subordinates helped her up and wanted to carry her away, Fu Mo reacted from surprise and reached out to grab her ankles.

The two subordinates pulled, but the strength was not as great as Fu Mo, and he didn't pull Lu Wanrou at all, and the sinister man walked over when he saw this, and he didn't say anything and raised his feet fiercely, and stepped on Fu Mo's hand with his foot, and with a click, a slight bone breaking sound sounded in the small house.

Fu Mo snorted, his right hand was no longer conscious, and he watched Lu Wanrou being taken away. It's not that he doesn't want to stop it, it's just that his head has been pressed to the ground with his foot.

Seeing this, Lu Wanrou on the side showed a look of anxiety on her face, struggling to break free from the hands of the two subordinates, but she couldn't open her mouth and her strength was too small, so she was not moved at all, so she could only do it in a hurry.

"You tell the master to be honest, if it weren't for my father saying that I couldn't kill you, this young master would have slaughtered you a long time ago. ”

The sinister man is Long Manjiang's only son, named Long Fei, two years older than Long Xuan, twenty this year.

Long Fei saw that the person was taken out, and he no longer entangled with the demon, and kicked the demon out with a fierce kick, hitting the wall, and let out a muffled snort. He clapped his hands, spat out two mouthfuls of saliva, and walked out of the small house.

Long Fei, who had just walked out of the small house, saw Lu Wanrou's hair scattered, and her clothes were black and white, and there was a burst of stench, and he couldn't help frowning. He said to the two men, "Get her clean first, and then bring her to me." ”

A man who looked like a small man, he hurried through the corridor, came to Long Fei's side and whispered in his ear: "Young Master, the Holy Lord has gone out to investigate the assassin last night, and he may not come here for a few days." ”

This group of thieves who occupy the magpie's nest have already cleaned up and down the holy building, and if anyone dares to disagree, they will be killed, so after killing some disobedient people, no one dares to have the slightest objection, and they all call their father and son the young lord and the holy lord.

Long Fei smiled and nodded after hearing this, it seems that his plan to change beauties is very successful, thanks to the assassin last night.