"Squeak!"

Yan Bo pushed open the door of the study, and the night wind blew and whirred, but the gray hair of his shawl did not move at all. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Crossing the threshold and turning into the cubicle, the outlines of several cases and rows of bookshelves blurred in the darkness.

Yan Bo's eyes were strange, and he didn't light the lamp, but went straight to the second row of bookshelves, stretched out his hand to pick up a pile of bamboo slips, and took out a sandalwood box that was hidden, and was about to stuff it into his sleeve.

At this moment, the window "bang!" The explosion was a splice of wood.

A black shadow entered through the window, and a flicker appeared in the first row of bookshelves, and both palms pushed out.

"Crackle!"

I don't know how many books exploded, and countless pieces of bamboo turned into powerful arrows, splitting their heads and covering their faces.

Yan Bo shouted loudly, turned around, his empty right hand quickly drew a circle, and he was so strong that he bounced off all the bamboo pieces that were shot, and his left hand held the sandalwood box and stuffed it into his arms, and at the same time, the whole person retreated backwards, his back arched and hit the bookshelf.

"Boom!"

The oak bookshelf was like tofu dregs, and seeing that Yan Bo's figure was about to completely submerge into the gap, the two big hands seemed to be hungry tigers pounced on sheep and caught them in time.

"Fluffy ......"

The loud clatter of the energetic clash exploded like a series of muffled thunder.

The dark shadow snorted and burst into flames.

"Whoa!"

With a shattering sound, the rubble on the roof above splashed, and the black shadow broke out of the house, and disappeared into the night with a few flashes.

A rush of footsteps came, and when the patrolling troops poured into the study, they saw Yan Bo standing alone among the crooked bookshelves, his sleeves tattered, revealing his thin arms, and a sneer on his face.

On the ground, Yan Bo's face changed, as if he thought of something, and regardless of the parts that came to help, he swept out of the door and rushed to the direction where Lei Zhe's room was.

……

West Wing.

"Squeak ......"

The fierce cold wind blew the doors and windows trembling, and Lei Shuo, who was motionless from head to toe, only felt that his limbs were cold, but his heart was very depressed and irritable.

He is the chief of the clan directly under the patriarch, and it was originally his brother's turn to patrol the patriarch's mansion tomorrow night, but an inexplicable fire made him have to say goodbye to his mother-in-law's warm quilt in advance to guard the door for the philosopher.

Lei Shuo has always looked down on this second-room son who has no sense of existence, and the kind of nest appearance that does not seek progress and steals and cheats has simply lost the face of the patriarch's lineage.

Guarding the door for this kind of wine bag and rice bag, and guarding the inner room like a personal maid, Lei Shuo felt that his face was dull, and he might be ridiculed by a group of old brothers for a long time in the future.

He was a small chief, so he naturally didn't dare to ignore Yan Bo's order, but what made him even more angry was that the hairy boy not only did not sleep in peace, but asked to borrow his clothes in the name of his own clothes stained with firewood and ashes in the fire, and went to his cousin Jun Gongzi's room to find a set of clean clothes.

To put it mildly, he was finally reluctant, and was stripped naked by that kid and stuffed into the bed.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Lei Shuo secretly swore that he would tell Uncle Yan about this kid early tomorrow morning, and if it was not good, he would let Uncle Yan change someone else to do this.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred outside.

The door of the outer room shattered and flew open like grains of sand, and the two elite players guarding the door didn't even have time to react, they were already thrown off the ground, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

When the two people guarding the door of the inner room were shocked, a black shadow had already flown above their heads, and the two claws were lightly pressed on their heavenly spirit covers, and the two of them fell to the ground as if they had no bones.

The most terrifying part, whether it is a broken door, a volley in the air, a guard throwing and landing, everything happens in silence, it seems that the normal laws of nature do not work at all in this person!

The black shadow did not hesitate for a moment, put his hands on the door of the inner room, and gently pushed ......

It was only at this moment that the dust settled on the shattered outer door behind him, revealing the four guards who had fallen to the ground at some point outside the threshold.

Lei Shuo, who was on the couch in the room, was still depressed, unaware that his brothers had all been put down, and his life and death were unknown.

The door opened, silently, without even triggering a trace of airflow, as if the gusts of wind that had poured into the room had completely eliminated the invisible force that permeated the intruder.

In the dark, the scorching eyes of the uninvited guest stared at the quilt on the couch for the first time, and by the way, the set of white and gray clothes on the bedside hanger was taken into his eyes, and he suddenly thought to himself: It's that kid right!

Lei Shuo in the quilt suddenly felt furious, knowing that this was his intuition of life and death crisis that he had developed through a hundred battles, although the patriarch, Yan Bona and other masters may be able to lurk close to him silently and make himself ignorant, but once he does it to himself, he will be aware of it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lei Shuo instinctively lifted his breath, and the quilt flew up as if wrapped in iron, just blocking the intruder's diagonal knife from the intruder.

The black shadow shook violently, obviously he understood in an instant that the person lying on the couch would never Lei Zhe, and he was even more shocked by the authenticity and rigor of the design of this trap, from beginning to end, with his mind and eyesight, he didn't even see the slightest abnormality!

"Peng!"

The quilt turned into countless butterflies and flew away.

Lei Shuo snorted and vomited blood, his back broke through the bed board, and he fell in, but the black shadow did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but flashed out of the inner room one by one, and went straight to the outer door.

"Good thief!"

At this moment, there was a flower at the door, and the figure of Yan Bo was strong and strong, and he was angry, and his bare arms were clenched into fists and smashed into the chest and abdomen of the black shadow, as if he was slowing down.

Before the fist arrived, the amazing energy had already pressed the body.

The black shadow was in a pang, knowing that Yan Bo had moved the real fire, and the angry blow was extraordinary, and he immediately twisted his body, and at the same time took a deep breath, his chest suddenly concave three inches, and narrowly avoided Yan Bo's fist, and the whole person slammed into the door frame diagonally.

"Boom!"

There was a deafening bang, and the right door frame and the masonry of the wall splashed, and the black shadow broke out of the wall, and at the same time, he didn't forget to kick sideways at Yan Bo's waist.

The sand and stone splashed on Yan Bo's body, although he had the true qi to protect his body, he still felt unbearable pain, and he couldn't help but be shocked by the strength of this person's internal strength, which was better than his own.

"Peng!"

Energetic exchanges.

Yan Bo's old face turned white, and instantly returned to his normal color, and the black shadow flew in the air, speeding away with the force of this shock, and disappeared beyond the wall.

Yan Bo snorted lightly, knowing that it was futile to chase, after all, he also had some guesses about the identity of the black shadow, but as long as the other party did not commit an undeniable sin in front of the clan for a day, and did not lose his reputation for a day, he would be helpless against the other party for a day.

At this moment, the safety of Zhegongzi is the most important!

Yan Boji walked into the house, but when he saw Lei Shuo of Chiguoguo crawling out from under the bed, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Why you, Zhegongzi?" ”

"Yan Bo is at ease, Zhegongzi went to the East Wing......"

The corners of Lei Shuo's bloodshot mouth were bitter, and his breath was scattered like numbness, but he gradually came back to his heart, knowing that he had almost become the substitute ghost of that hairy boy.

It's a shame that he still thinks he's a wreck, and he has always looked down on him, and now he knows that the dog that bites people doesn't bark.

The son did not say anything about himself, and even the terrible black shadow fell into the urn without knowing it...... This son's mind is cunning, terrifying and terrifying!

Yan Bo stroked his long beard, and also guessed a little bit of the trick, and couldn't help but glance at Lei Shuo with a little sympathy, and turned around to go out to check on the situation of the eight guards.

After a while, Yan Bo breathed a sigh of relief, the eight of them were just stunned by a heavy hand.

In any case, the eight lives are not trivial, and the other party has many scruples and does not dare to kill more, otherwise it will cause the whole clan to be terrified, and it will be equally unfavorable to the other party's plan.

What's more, keeping the lives of these eight guards would make it convenient to put the charge of murdering the prince on the patriarch's faction afterwards.

After all, the patriarch deliberately or unintentionally suppressed Lei Zhe's father and son, and the clansmen all knew about it, so how could they believe that the assassin killed Zhe Gongzi under heavy guards, but the guards did not suffer any casualties?

Except for the self-directed and self-acting of the patriarch's faction, there is no second possibility!

A series of footsteps came, Yan Bo came back from his contemplation, turned his head to see that it was the prince Zhe who came back with the remaining two guards, and couldn't help but secretly praise a good boy!

It turned out that Lei Zhe at this moment, not to mention the strong armor borrowed from Lei Shuo, was also carrying a war knife, a lantern, and walking with dragons and tigers, looking like a loyal and majestic patrol leader, which was enough to be confused.

Even if the attacking shadow saw him, in a hurry, it was very likely to ignore him.

"...... this?"

Lei Zhe looked at the debris all over the ground, with a look of surprise, this was not pretending, but after slightly reversing the specific actions of the attacker according to the fact that all the eight guards were unsheathed, he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

This person's martial arts have been perfected, and he is extremely feminine, and his movements are as fast as ghosts, and he silently knocked down eight elite guards in a moment when the door shattered on the ground.

If you don't anticipate the enemy's opportunity and avoid it early, you will inevitably die!

Yan Bo waved his hand, "It's good that the son is fine!" ”

"There is Lao Yanbo ...... care"

Lei Zhe was polite, and when he turned his head and saw Lei Shuo coming out of the house, he couldn't help but laugh secretly, but there was a sincere look of concern on his face: "Uncle Shuo's breath is restless, but is he injured?" I'll show you......"

As he spoke, he reached out to cut Lei Shuo's wrist vein.

Lei Shuo instinctively retracted his hand, and handed it over obediently, barely squeezing out a humble smile on his face: "I'm tired of the philosopher!" ”

Seeing that Lei Zhe was empty-handed, and he didn't go to Jun Gongzi's room to pick up clothes as he said, Lei Shuo's heart couldn't help but tremble: Sure enough...... He has already calculated thoroughly, but he doesn't tell him clearly, he only uses us as substitutes for the dead ghosts, and he clearly can't trust all of us!

Lei Zhe grabbed Lei Shuo's wrist, closed his eyes and stared for a moment, and said categorically: "Since you have spit out blood, it is not a big deal...... Go back and meditate and pranayama for half a night and you will be cured. ”

……

A remote mountain col.

After the meeting between the two men in black, they were wary of each other, and one of them couldn't wait to ask, "Have you got the thing?" ”

Another person didn't answer and asked, "Did you get it?" ”

The man who spoke first snorted coldly, and the answer was self-evident, urging again: "What about things?" ”

The other snorted coldly, took out a sandalwood box and threw it over.

The person who spoke first didn't look at it, raised his hand and struck it out in the air, and the sandalwood box exploded with a "bang", and there were a lot of silk cloths with handwriting in the wood residue.

The other snorted softly: "Why don't you open it and take a look, what if it's true?" ”

The man who spoke first said disdainfully: "If the contents of the box are real, will you give it to me easily?" After a pause, he sighed lightly: "Yan Bo's old thing, how can it be easy to be with him?" ”

The other person sneered: "Of course Yan Bo must be easy to match, otherwise you will leave this opportunity to me?" ”

Both of them know that this time it is not so much a division of labor and cooperation, but a two-way attack, but rather a mutual calculation between the two and each other.

Facts have proved that neither Yan Bo nor Lei Zhe are easy to match.