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Except for a few who were unfortunately hit by the dark arrow, the rest were unscathed.

The twenty men had come to drag the patrol at the door, and when they saw them rushing over, they were not afraid at all, and they got the iron rods from nowhere.

The captain of the patrol knew that there were only these people who were afraid of the sneak attack, and immediately blew the whistle.

This was specially prepared by Fangjiazhuang in order to prevent enemy attacks.

In the dead of night, only people shout, but the people in the Zhuangzi may not be able to hear.

The sound of the whistle is crisp and loud, and it can continue to be played for a long time, and the rapid sound is easy to attract attention, and even wake up the disciples in their sleep.

When the twenty men saw that the situation was not good, they immediately fought with each other.

The patrol team didn't know what the situation was in Zhuangzi now, but they also had to solve the thieves in front of them first, and they all raised their big knives and cut them over.

And the rest of the men in black have already been discredited into the backyard.

The small man at the head smiled and touched Fang Shixiong's courtyard.

It was late at night, and there were no vigil servants outside the courtyard.

The summer night was very hot, and the window of Fang Shixiong's house was wide open, and the little man secretly jumped into the house with a small team of about six people behind him.

They peeked into the room, it was so dark that they could only make out the position of the bed by the inconspicuous moonlight outside the window.

The little man gestured, and the group dispersed in the small room.

Three of them jumped up on the beam, two stood guard at the window, and the little man led the two to the bed.

Under the bed, there was a teenager who was keeping vigil, it was Hachi.

The little man was about to step over, but who knew that Hachi suddenly hugged his leg.

"Chicken thighs, big chicken thighs......"

"Huh."

The little man's calf was suddenly bitten, and he screamed in pain, and gave Xiao Ba a palm with his backhand.

Hachi vomited a mouthful of blood in his sleep, and he fainted before anyone woke up.

"Rubbish!" The small man cursed in a low voice at the two behind him.

The two of them tore open the curtains of the trouble, and walked past the little man to the bed.

There was nothing to do tonight, Fang Shixiong didn't go to Yan Lingrong to see Fang Shiji, he came back to sleep early, and at this time he seemed to have dreamed of something delicious, with a sweet face.

One of the men in black took out a sweat towel stained with sweat medicine and covered Fang Shixiong's mouth and nose. Another picked him up.

Fang Shixiong is also an eight-year-old boy, although he had an illness a few days ago and lost some weight, but he is not small, and his weight is not light.

"Don't help yet." The man in black looked at the other person dissatisfied.

The man didn't dare to let go of the sweat towel, so he had to wrap his upper body around and carry Fang Shixiong out of the bed.

"Useless stuff!"

The little man snatched Fang Shixiong over, easily clamped it under his armpit, and ran out of the window.

The leading man on the other side actually took advantage of the night to bring dozens of people into Linglong Garden.

I don't know where they got the news, but they went to the wing room where Fang Shiji lived.

Yan Lingrong was already asleep lying on the bed, but how could she hide it from her no matter how slight the movement was.

She opened her eyes, jumped out of bed, and rolled over to the back of the bed.

There was a moon-slashing knife she hadn't used for a long time, and it looked the same as a horizontal knife, except for a red ribbon tied to the hilt.

In the past few days, she saw Aya keeping vigil hard, and after the first half of the night, she let her go back to her room to rest.

Now I'm relieved, at least it won't hurt her.

It's just that the people outside seem to know the layout of the Fang Jiazhuang very well, and no one broke into her room.

Yan Lingrong was not a person who sat still, so he put on a coat with his gloves and rushed out of the door with a knife.

At this time, I happened to hear a whistle from outside Zhuangzi.

It seems that there are quite a few people.

When the patrol team in the inner courtyard heard the warning sound, they cheered up and began to look everywhere for the thieves who attacked in the middle of the night.

Lian Cheng rushed to Linglong Garden with four or five disciples from the same courtyard as soon as possible, and happened to meet Fang Meng and Hu Dan who were fighting with more than a dozen black-clothed people at the rockery.

He didn't bother to say anything, and joined the battle with a broadsword.

Although the man in black came prepared, Fang Meng, Hu Dan, and Liancheng were all in the late stage, and it was not very tricky to deal with.

Especially Liancheng itself is already the peak realm in the later stage, and it is even more like one for three.

When fighting in such a group, it is not suitable to perform moves after the seventh form, otherwise it is very easy to be injured by mistake.

However, for Liancheng, it is also extremely suitable for this fighting mode.

It's just that in just a quarter of an hour, Liancheng found out that something was wrong.

The purpose of these people is just to divert the tiger from the mountain.

"Meng Meng, advanced Linglong Garden!" Liancheng shouted.

Fang Meng was playing with a big knife and was fighting, and when he heard Liancheng's words, he hesitated for a second, and was almost injured by the iron rod of the man in black.

Seeing this, Liancheng performed light skills, turned over a few heels in a row, and came to Fang Meng's vicinity to help her solve the man in black.

Fang Meng rushed to Liancheng and headed towards Linglong Garden.

At this time, Yan Lingrong in Linglong Garden was blocking ten with one.

I saw her wrist flip, and the moves in her hand kept coming.

First, there was a move "Floating Light", followed by the strongest group attack in the ten moves, "Treading Snow Without a Trace", and the layers of qi rushed straight towards the man in black.

The skills of these black-clothed people are not weak, and they are not under the late realm, but they do not have the masters of the peak of the late stage.

In the face of Yan Lingrong's moves, the man in black obviously had some ways to deal with it, and put on a formation to attack Yan Lingrong, but how could the peak qi wave in this later stage be so easy to resist.

Even Fang Meng took a few steps back, and these people were even knocked to the ground by the air wave.

One of them was about to get up, but the tip of Yan Lingrong's knife was already resting less than an inch above his neck.

"Say, I sent you!"

The man snorted coldly, but his hand moved secretly.

Although the night is dark, how can you not find it when you reach Yan Lingrong's current realm.

"Don't play tricks!" Yan Lingrong directly put the tip of the knife against his neck.

However, Yan Lingrong was only one person, and the few black-clothed people behind him began to move before they got up.

It just so happened that Fang Sheng and his party and the disciples of the inner courtyard patrol team had already arrived.

Fang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance and walked to Yan Lingrong's side.

"A-Niang, are you okay?"

Yan Lingrong shook his head, suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed: "Shiji! ”

She had been entangled with them as soon as she came out, but she had forgotten to take a look at the death pole.

However, before she could move, the rest of the men in black had already prepared their hidden arrows in their hands. It turned out that they had no intention of being tied down at all.