At night, a few black-clothed people who appeared out of nowhere took advantage of the night to sneak into the courtyard and go straight to Nangong Zhao's residence. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Xiyin sent Nangong Zhao back to the other courtyard, he left straight away, and he didn't even leave Nangong Zhao a chance to speak.

At this time, Nangong Zhao felt bored and was about to go to bed, but saw several black-clothed killers break into the door and slash at him with a quick knife.

He quickly turned off the lights, and those killers couldn't distinguish the direction for a while, and they slashed down with a burst of knives.

He didn't know martial arts, so he could only run out of the door while dodging, and in the middle of the avoidance, his body was cut a few times, and his scalp was numb in pain.

When the black-clad killers saw that he was about to escape, they followed him all the way out.

This is not a small movement that alarmed the dumb servants in the building and the sunset who had just rushed back, those killers had been introduced into the trap array at this moment, and none of them came out alive.

On the second day, the news of Nangong Zhao's assassination made Xiao Linghong furious, but he didn't expect that there were killers in the dignified Tianji Building, which shows how arrogant those people with intentions are.

For the sake of safety, she actually used the Heavenly Machine Order to call out the eleven rakshasas and ordered them to secretly monitor all parts of the Heavenly Machine Building, not letting go of any clues.

At the core of the Tianji Tower, in the Xuanji Pavilion, Xiao Linghong's old face has always been gloomy.

There were two people in strange costumes standing beside him, their faces covered and their faces were gone, but the murderous aura with a fishy smell made everyone present tremble.

Nangong Zhao endured the pain, glanced at Xiao Linghong intentionally or unintentionally, and saw that she was holding a token tightly in her hand.

That is the heavenly order that everyone on the rivers and lakes wants, but now she carries it with her like a talisman.

And the two guards in the hall, who were undoubtedly members of the Eleven Rakshasas, were transferred by Xiao Linghong at this moment to protect herself.

It's such a big show, and he despises it in his heart.

Xiao Linghong looked at the injured Nangong Zhao, and was always a little impatient, so he comforted him casually, and said: "Zhao'er don't be afraid, and go back to recuperate first, your safety can be assured, looking at the whole world, no one has beaten my eleven rakshasas." ”

"Zhao'er understands."

Nangong Zhao didn't say much, but just promised.

He is not stupid, in front of Xiao Linghong, talking more is always the most redundant behavior.

"Alright, let's go down." Xiao Linghong waved her hand impatiently and said.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Xiaofei on the side gave Xiyin a look at him and asked him to take Nangong Zhao down.

Xiyin understood, but quietly pulled Nangong Zhao's sleeve, Nangong Zhao understood, and quietly retreated with Xiyin.

Seeing the two of them walking away, Jiang Xiaofei walked to the center of the hall and said in a low voice: "There was just news from Gongzi Che, he was very angry about the assassin yesterday, and said that he hoped that the landlord would give him a satisfactory explanation. ”

As soon as Xiao Linghong heard that name, the anger on her face was immediately suppressed by a point.

No matter how powerful she is on weekdays, she doesn't dare to disobey that person for half a point.

She knew that even if no one in the world could threaten her, that person also had the threat of power in the world, and she had to respect that person for three points.

"If you reply to him, he will take care of everything, so please don't worry."

She thought about it again and again before slowly saying to Jiang Xiaofei.

"The subordinates understand that if the landlord has no other instructions, the subordinates will retreat first."

Jiang Xiaofei said, quietly raising her eyes and glancing at Xiao Linghong and the two guards beside her.

"Well, go ahead, it's time for me to rest."

Xiao Linghong waved her hand, looking tired. After all, he is over 100 years old, and he can't stand any fatigue.

The maids carefully supported her and went to the back to rest.

Only the two ghost-faced guards still stood there silently, like a strange statue.

On the way back, Jiang Xiaofei figured it out in his heart, he had been lurking in Tianji Tower for all these years, and he had never seen the true face of the Eleven Rakshasas.

Now that he sees it, it is really extraordinary, just the two people of the Xuanji Pavilion are above him.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but sink again, such a terrible strength, if he didn't think of good countermeasures, he was afraid that it would be difficult to control.

Now, the only Heavenly Order that can control the Eleven Rakshasas is firmly in Xiao Linghong's hand, it seems that he should think about how to win the token without effort, and also give an explanation to Prince Che.

It was evening, a ray of residual sun shone obliquely on the window of the courtyard, and two birds stood on the branches outside the courtyard, chirping to each other, and the crisp sound fell on Nangong Zhao's ears, which was particularly pleasant.

He looked at the pair of finches from the window, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

This day is too quiet in the machine building on weekdays, only the sound of birds and birds can finally bring a different clarity to his quiet world.

At this time, a white hand waved in front of his eyes, pulling back his thoughts, and as soon as he turned around, he couldn't help but be surprised by the clear eyes of Shang Xiyin.

Xiyin just smiled at him, and then stopped looking at him, just put down the medicine tray in his hand, gently opened his sleeve, and skillfully helped him change the medicine.

He looked at Xiyin's focused appearance, and he didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, as if the world was still.

It wasn't until Xiyin finished changing the medicine that she looked up and saw him looking at herself, and she couldn't help but start to feel uncomfortable.

He quickly put away the medicine tray, got up in a panic, and walked out of his courtyard quickly.

He looked at Xiyin's back, and he didn't know what he was thinking, he wasn't acting recklessly like last time.

There was perhaps an insurmountable obstacle between him and her, perhaps from the very beginning.

He knew that if that obstacle was not removed, he would always have to live under the fence.

He will never, never, give her a promise of peace of mind.

Wait, the time is not yet ripe, he still needs to wait.