The shadow of a dragon fell silently on the roof, and then leaped up like a bat and floated in through the window.

Before Mengdie could react, Mo Wenli had already swung out a hidden weapon with one palm and slammed it into the assassin.

There were more than twenty assassins, and those who rushed ahead were hit by hidden weapons, and the poisonous needles that could paralyze their bodies passed through their bodies and struck into the bodies of those behind them.

Someone shouted, Mo Wenli couldn't understand what they were saying, but soon he found that the goal of these people was very clear, that is, Meng Diehe.

The weapon in their hands was very strange, it was a long sword with a thickness of only one finger, and it was impossible to tell what it was made of, but it was extremely sharp, not to mention sharpening iron like mud, even if it was separated by a few steps, the sword qi was still cold. The only thing he was sure of was that the swords were quenched with poison.

Since the bloody and tragic battle that year, he, Yu Lixiao, and Yu Yan no longer hurt people's lives at will, so his secret weapon will only make people lose their resistance. But the enemy is different, and every sword of the enemy goes straight to his vital point.

Seven or eight people surrounded him, and three others surrounded Mengdie.

Dream Butterfly's golden snake was very afraid of those green thin swords, and retracted into Dream Butterfly's sleeve, losing the help of the golden snake, Dream Butterfly's combat power was greatly reduced, and after a while, he was forced into a corner.

The tall figure leaped in through the window, and the long sword of Xue Han slashed through the wrists of the assassins surrounding Dream Butterfly, only to hear a scream, and the assassin's tendons were broken by the sword.

He fell to the ground, and after a moment's pause, he rose from the ground and, together with Mo Wenli, crushed the Assassins.

Over the years, the tacit understanding between him and Mo Wenli has become deeper and deeper, and they can often know each other's thoughts with a single look. From rivals in love to brothers, they often compete with each other, and they treat each other with all sincerity. Every time he encountered danger, he wanted to block it for the other party, and he never retreated.

"Why are they all monks." Mo Wenli picked open the headscarf of an assassin, and his rouge-colored pupils shrunk.

His eyes, which are good during the day, become like this at night, especially when he is angry, it seems that there is a blood lotus blooming brilliantly, and it is so enchanting that people dare not look at it directly.

The Assassins saw him in the eye, and they were too frightened to move.

"Scared?" Mo Wenli kicked the assassin who was slumped at his feet with disdain, and picked up a blue long sword to look at.

"Your eyes ......" Mengdie covered her lips with one hand and looked into his eyes stunned.

Yu Yan hurriedly ran upstairs, quickly took out the Jinpa, and wrapped his eyes. At this time, his eyes could not see the light, and he had to wait for his anger to dissipate and the blood lotus to disappear before he could take off the Jinpa.

In the past few days, Yu Yan has always told Xiaotong that he must not leave his master for half a step, not let his master be angry, even at night, he must let people sleep by the couch. Xiaotong could still guard him when he was a child, but when he grew up, it was inconvenient to live in the same room, so Yu Yan asked his eldest son to worship him as a teacher and serve in front of him. For any person, she is not at ease.

His Forgotten Butterfly Poison once broke out in full force, nine deaths and one life, and being able to survive was the result of Yu Yan's sacrifice of life.

Two people with blood blends, it is impossible to get rid of the relationship in this life, they are not relatives, but they have a blood relationship that is deeper than relatives, I have you, you have me.

He doesn't marry a wife, and it's not all for Yu Yan, he is used to this kind of uncontrolled life, and he thinks it's very good, but he doesn't feel comfortable adding someone to come in. Sometimes the two of them would suddenly hide quietly and have fun for a few days, and he didn't care, he took their little broken children for a few days, and they naturally came back. Sometimes, he will leave alone, go outside for a few days, or go back to the Hanshui Palace to live for a month or two, and take Xiaotong and Yu Yan's sensible and obedient eldest son, which is also comfortable.

Now the cold water palace is taken care of by Xiaotong to help him, inside and out, well organized, when he accidentally accepted a female apprentice, he didn't expect to pick up a treasure, that girl is shrewd and capable, filial piety and sensible, and he is very comfortable to serve, saving a lot of effort.

What else is he missing? Warm bed? Oh, there are a lot of beauties in the Cold Water Palace, all of which were sent by others in order to slap him. In this life, he just wants to be free, and when he is too old to move, he will close his eyes again, and he will be satisfied.

"Take a sip of tea." Yu Yan took out his tea leaves from the tea bag she was carrying, made him tea, and handed it to him.

Mo Wenli's pursed lips gradually relaxed, but he still obediently tied the Jinpa.

Yu Yan looked at the swords and asked curiously, "Mengdie, do you recognize them?" How is it a monk again. ”

Mengdie shook her head, twisted her eyebrows and said, "I don't recognize them." ”

Yu Yan glanced at her, smiled, and didn't make a sound. This girl's eyes flickered, she was lying, she knew these people clearly. The purpose of her coming out may not be as simple as she said, and she may only say part of what she can say.

"Who are you?" Yu Yan sat down and used her blue sword to pick open their headscarves one by one.

With so many bald heads in front of her, Yu Yan sighed lightly and whispered, "If the Bodhisattva sees you doing evil recklessly, he has to dig a hole out of the top of your head. ”

A few people whimpered, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Dream Butterfly, what are they talking about?" Yu Yan turned her head and asked Mengdie.

Mengdie whispered: "They said, you should let them go quickly, otherwise you will be unkind to you." ”

"That's ......" Yu Yan groaned slightly, whispered a few words in the guard's ear, and the guard immediately turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

The fake monks came to cheat the incense money, but this group of people did not pretend to be monks, but