Chapter Seventy-Three. A bento that was snatched away.

Walking out of the Silver Hook Gambling House, Yu Tianbao breathed a long sigh of relief. Rubbing his somewhat stiff cheeks, he walked easily on the road to the Gongjiu Mansion.

Handing over the "Rakshasa card" to Lu Xiaofeng, Yu Tianbao had to admire the mind of the ninth prince.

Although he had already handed over the things, Yu Tianbao did not let his guard down. Before he saw Gong Jiu, he still had to be cautious.

Suddenly, there was a "crackling" sound at his feet. Yu Tianbao's body stiffened, and he quickly retreated backwards. Every muscle in his body was tensely crumbling, ready to flee for his life.

"Hahahaha, coward, big brother is a coward~"

I only heard a crisp children's voice, and a child wearing a big red cotton jacket who looked like a big red envelope from a distance was standing not far away, pointing at Yu Tianbao and grinning. He was holding a burning incense stick in his left hand and an unlit string of firecrackers in his right hand.

Being tricked like this, Yu Tianbao couldn't help but be angry. He is not a good-tempered person, and he can't stand the provocation at the moment. So he flew up and kicked the child in the chest.

The child looked like he was only five or six years old, and although Yu Tianbao's kung fu was not good, it was more than enough to kick a big man with that kick, let alone such a young child.

The child was immediately swept up by his force and flew half a meter into the air.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and a few people who happened to pass by hurried away, not daring to take a closer look. The child was kicked by Yu Tianbao like this, and he was about to fall to the ground.

A gray-purple figure flew out of nowhere, and reached out to hold the child tightly in his arms. When she stood still, Yu Tianbao saw the person clearly.

It was a rough-looking and poor woman, whose face was dark, but her hands were as white as snow. She wore a coarse bro skirt with patches, and her hair was hastily pulled up with wooden branches. If it weren't for the child in the red brocade cotton jacket she held in her arms calling her "mother" one after another, almost no one would recognize these two people as mother and son.

The woman's eyes seemed to be filled with water, and when people saw it, they would feel that Yu Tianbao was bullying women and children. However, Yu Tianbao felt that her eyes were very cold when she looked at her, and it was completely full of killing intent.

Killing intent, this is the most familiar thing he has been all the way through.

"Childe, where did the little woman's son offend you?"

The woman spoke in a trembling voice, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, making Yu Tianbao frown.

Gong Jiu's mansion was not far away, and Yu Tianbao didn't want to make trouble. casually threw a piece of silver at the woman, and Yu Tianbao said coldly: "Get out." ”

The silver that went straight to the woman's door was firmly caught by her. She hung her head and covered half of her face with her stray hair. Still holding the child in front of Yu Tianbao, the woman suddenly let out a strange laugh.

"I don't need so much, half indigo is enough."

As she spoke, she didn't see how her fingers moved, and Yu Tianbao's indigo silver was easily pinched off like a dough by her fingernails, and then kneaded into other shapes.

The action was only instantaneous, and the woman quickly handed the kneaded object to the child in her arms. The fat white fingers of the five or six-year-old boy swiped the silver, and the white snowflake silver instantly turned black. Without giving Yu Tianbao time to react, the piece of silver that was kneaded into a small dart by the woman was thrown out of the child's hand and taken directly from Yu Tianbao's throat!

Silver is black when it encounters poison, and Yu Tianbao knows that if that little shuttle dart is shot, then he will die here today.

There was nothing to resist in his hand, and Yu Tianbao didn't care if the ground was dirty or not, so he rolled on the spot and staggered the dart.

When the boy saw that he missed the blow, he still had a follow-up move. He unhurriedly lit the firecrackers in his hand and threw them at Yu Tianbao one by one.

The firecracker exploded before it touched Yu Tianbao, and Yu Tianbao secretly felt that it was not good, and he wanted to leave. However, when he took a breath of true qi, he suddenly found that his body was hot and sour, and his dantian was also empty.

With a "thud", he fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, it's really not fun." The boy laughed, but the woman pinched his buttocks.

"Be good, get down to business first." The woman glanced at the "child" in her arms with some resentment, and the look in her eyes did not look like a mother looking at her son, but like ...... Looking at a lover.

The "child" who looked to be five or six years old grinned, and his voice was also reverted to the deep voice of an adult man: "Well, listen to you." Then he took a silver needle from the woman's bosom and threw it into Yu Tianbao's heart.

Yu Tianbao was lying down, and the silver needle naturally entered from behind him. Not long after, a small black blood flower bloomed on Yu Tianbao's back.

The woman placed the "child" on the ground, stepped forward and cautiously probed the jade Tianbao's snort, and then felt the pulse of his neck. After making sure that Yu Tianbao was really dead, he smiled at the woman and said, "With so much gold in this order, I thought it would be so difficult." ”

The woman shook her head and quickly pulled the man into the side alley. After a while, the "child" became a scholar dressed in cloth, and the woman became a little girl of five or six years old. The man dressed as a scholar smiled, took the little girl in his arms, and walked out of the alley unhurriedly.

Yu Tianbao's body was still lying on the ground, and the two of them didn't look at him, and left as soon as they slipped away.

Those who rubbed shoulders with the two of them on the road would not have thought that these two people who looked the most ordinary were actually top killers from the Western Regions. The two of them are very good at disguise, and no one knows for sure whether these two are men or women, old or young. At the same time, the two of them are famous for only recognizing money and not people, as long as the price is in place, their relatives can also be killed.

When these two became famous in the rivers and lakes, Lu Xiaofeng was just a child in infancy. This time, they went to the Central Plains again in order to kill the only son of the leader of the Western Demon Sect.

Such two killers who were famous in the rivers and lakes more than 20 years ago appeared in the Central Plains, even if they could hide from other people's ears and eyes, they could not escape Gong Jiu's eyes. Gong Jiu clearly knew that these two people were coming for Yu Tianbao, and he also made people stare at Yu Tianbao's whereabouts. The place where Yu Tianbao was killed was only a tea road away from his "mansion", and Gong Jiu naturally knew that he was in danger.

It's just that Gong Jiu didn't move.

Once the possibility of "Jade Tianbao is not the heir chosen by the Jade Rakshasa is predetermined", with Gong Jiu's mind, the rest of the things are not difficult to think about. The Jade Rakshasa withdrew the secret guards beside Yu Tianbao, obviously unwilling to let him continue to live, and even Gong Jiu could guess that the reason why Jade Rakshasa did this was also to give him a hint, signaling that if he wanted to make friends with the Western Demon Sect, he should not bother to protect Yu Tianbao anymore.

Based on the above, Gong Jiu deliberately got up late for half a cup of tea - Gong Jiu likes to sleep very much, and when there is nothing to bother him, he can fall asleep anytime and anywhere.

Sheng Jing in the first month was very cold, and Gong Jiu tightened the white fur on his body. It was made of the softest fur under the armpit of the snow fox, which was given to him by his cousin during the palace banquet. Although Gong Jiu was born in Shengjing, he has spent more than half of his time in the extremely warm South China Sea for more than 20 years, and he is really a little uncomfortable with the ghost weather in Shengjing.

Gong Jiu walked unhurriedly. It has not yet passed the fifth day of the new year, and there have always been no pedestrians on the streets of Shengjing. Soon, Gong Jiu saw Yu Tianbao lying face down on the side of the street.

Glancing at his white cuffs, Gong Jiu thought about it, untied the long sword at his waist, and poked Yu Tianbao with the sword, turning the person over.

Gong Jiu stretched out his hand and probed between Yu Tianbao's nose, and suddenly paused slightly.

He felt a slight breath coming from Yu Tianbao's mouth and nose, and although the breath was weak, it was recovering little by little. Gong Jiu got up and made a gesture with an expressionless face, and there was only the sound of the corners of his clothes rubbing against each other in the air. After making this gesture, Gong Jiu's eyes stared at Yu Tianbao without blinking.

Gradually, his chest began to heav, and his breathing became smoother.

Gong Jiu frowned slightly, and the internal force in his palm worked, and the long needle inserted into Yu Tianbao's heart was sucked out with internal force. Sniffing lightly the long needle in his hand, Gong Jiu could be sure that it was a □□ that had been smeared with blood and sealed his throat. The heart is the place where the blood circulates around the body, even if the internal force is deep, and it is pierced by a poisonous needle, there should be no chance of survival.

What's more, Fang Cai Yu Tianbao's appearance is clearly out of breath.

Secretly feeling a little surprised, Gong Jiu put his finger on the vein of the Jade Tianbao, only to feel that the pulse of the Jade Tianbao was stable, and it was no different from ordinary people.

At this moment, Yu Tianbao struggled to open his eyes.

He touched his chest with trepidation, and now there was only a small patch of blood the size of a fingernail. Raising his eyes and seeing Gong Jiu smiling at him, Yu Tianbao was trembling, and immediately got up and shouted to Gong Jiu: "Nine princes, save me!" Someone was trying to kill me just now! ”

Gong Jiu smiled very brightly, he used the long sword in his hand that had not yet been withdrawn to block the Yu Tianbao who was rushing towards him, wanting to hide behind him, and then raised his chin slightly, and said, "Young Sect Master, look, haven't those two people been solved by my people?" ”

Yu Tianbao turned around, and sure enough, he saw two men dressed in black appear out of thin air. Each of them carried a bloody corpse in their hands, a man and a woman, and they were the two who had just assassinated Yu Tianbao.

Because the two of them had changed their costumes, Yu Tianbao was still a little hesitant.

Gong Jiu explained to him: "These two are the killers of the Western Regions of the rivers and lakes twenty years ago, known as the Jade Hand Thousand Faces. Young Sect Master, let's see, are the hands of these two particularly fair and delicate? ”

Yu Tianbao immediately looked at the hands of the two people, and when he saw that it was as Gong Jiu said, he felt a little relieved. With a sigh, Yu Tianbao said sadly: "They are from the Western Regions, and those people in the sect still refuse to let me go." ”

Gong Jiu only said: "Young Sect Master, don't be impatient, I think the news doesn't spread so quickly, I immediately ordered someone to spread the news that the Rakshasa card is in Lu Xiaofeng's hands, and after a while, those people from your sect will go back to harass Lu Xiaofeng." ”

Saying that, Gong Jiu took the lead in walking towards the courtyard that he had specially arranged for Yu Tianbao. Where did Yu Tianbao dare to delay, and immediately chased after him.

Unbeknownst to them, a person far away in the Western Regions suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the layers of overlapping white yarn. The black-brown blood stinked and ooze, and the man stroked his chest and gasped for a moment.

The maidservant, who heard the noise in the house, walked in, and when she saw the condition of the man behind the white veil, she exclaimed, "High priest! Your hair ......"

Before she could finish speaking, she was grabbed by the neck by a rapidly withering hand, and pulled hard into the white gauze tent. After a slight struggle, a female corpse that had been drained of blood was left behind. After Fang had just vomited blood, the man around him quickly shriveled up his appearance as before, his gray hair slowly turned black, and his body was surrounded by a layer of almost holy brilliance, which was similar to Fang Cai's ghost-like appearance.

"Good! Good! Good! ”

He laughed loudly, but the man's face was as cold as ice, and it looked particularly permeable in the dimly lit inner room.