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The existence of the secret passage is a bit surprising.

Song Wan'er said: "What he said should be true, this secret passage can be checked." ”

The existence of the secret passage, when attacking, is a killer move.

When Yunmo heard the secret passage, he had already realized what kind of existence it was.

The next action went smoothly, Song Wan'er successfully obtained the so-called holy leaf of the hidden family, and she also found what she needed in the waterhole.

In the manor, the sky is slightly bright.

Yunmo and Song Wan'er have been away for a day and a night, and for the two of them not appearing for such a long time, the people in the manor will inevitably speculate in private.

"Lord Song, the people below are all talking, especially those in the tribe." Liuzhou said the latest news.

I don't know who released the rumors, but it was said that the master didn't appear for so long because he was injured and poisoned when he fought with someone from the hidden family, and now he has a poisonous attack and has to recuperate.

Liuzhou's voice could not hide his anger.

Song Yun's gaze was very calm, not angry, nor flustered.

After Yunmo left, Song Yun was handling everything in the manor, he had been dealing with some things on behalf of Yunmo before, and now he was even more handy to do it, compared to when Yunmo was there before, there was no difference in the slightest.

Song Yun said: "What are you panicking about! Let them make trouble, the bigger the better. ”

Liuzhou still wanted to speak, but Zuo Ming grabbed him.

The national teacher spoke: "There are so many things waiting for you to do, how can you still care about these things that you don't have, go and do things." “

Zuo Ming grabbed Liuzhou and pulled it out.

On that day, the person in charge of the guard found that Lord Liuzhou was in a bad mood and had a very short temper, so Lord Zuo Ming persuaded him for a long time, and in the end the two of them broke up unhappily.

The contradiction between Liuzhou and Zuo Ming spread rapidly throughout the manor.

******

"Are you sure they really have a conflict." The man asked.

"My subordinates saw it with their own eyes." In a dark corner, someone replied.

"Okay, but these people are insidious and cunning, they can't be inferred by common sense, we still have to take a look again, the news can be passed on first, and the clansmen can be prepared." The voice of the command commanded.

The man in the shadows said yes and disappeared as if he had never been there.

The crisp sound of birdsong "chirping ......" sounds, and as the day dawns, the place is also lively.

"Fuck off, pesky bird." It was not easy to get sleepy, and when these birds chirped, the sleepiness he had just felt disappeared suddenly, and his eyes were dry, but his brain was very clear, and he couldn't sleep, "Little beast, I don't know anything, damn it." ”

It used to be so nice here, it was quiet, there was no sound, and you could rest as much as you wanted.

scolded a few times irritably, lifted the quilt, covered his head, and slowly fell asleep without knowing when.

******

The national teacher frowned, his eyes full of worry, "Why haven't they come back yet?" ”

Yunmo and Song Wan'er had said before leaving, if it went well, they could come back in one day and night, but two days have passed, and there is still no news from the two of them, and the national teacher is very worried.

Song Yun was equally worried.

Song Yun put down the teacup in his hand, the expression on his face was not as calm as in front of outsiders, and he said: "With Chiyun Kunpeng here, the two of them will be fine, what we have to do now is to stabilize the hearts of the people in the manor, and we can't mess up." ”

Before the battle, the commander left the camp, which was a taboo in marching and fighting.

The national teacher said: "People's hearts are a little fluctuating. ”

Song Yun said: "It's okay, I can still hold on." ”

Several lessons, false and real news, as long as the people behind the scenes have brains and think more, they should not act rashly.

The national teacher was worried: "I hope so." ”

It's dark.

When the dawn of the third day came, the guards, who had not slept all night, blinked sleepily and stretched their waists to refresh themselves.

"There is still an hour, you can change shifts, go back to rest, everyone is refreshed, don't make mistakes." The leader reminded.

"Yes." The guards agreed, their voices weak, and some of them almost fell asleep.

Black shadows, flashing quickly, weaved through the manor, without attracting anyone's attention.

Silently approaching, moving a little, the body is very light, and there is almost no sound when it lands.

In the inner courtyard, the time of the change of guards has long been known, and the blind spot of the secret guard's defense, he has avoided everyone's sight little by little.

The door of the house was urgently closed, and after just a glance, the gap in the slightly open window closed again, and the person left without hesitation for a moment.

There was no one in the house, it was certain at a glance.

The study was close, but the visitor was not greedy, and he knew that if he hesitated for a moment, he might never leave this place again.

After a gust of wind blew and felt the cold, the young birds in the trees chirped and leaned under the big bird in search of warmth.

Song Yun and the national teacher didn't know yet, what they tried so hard to hide had already been known by the enemy hiding in the shadows, and the news was transmitted so quickly that the people who found out the news didn't even stop, and directly began to pass it on.

******

The old man with his eyes closed heard the movement and opened his eyes to look over.

The man who came in a hurry waited quietly outside the house, and when he heard the people in the house call him, he walked in.

"Not bad." The old man took the note, his eyes quickly swept over the note, and his expression was a little indistinguishable from joy and anger.

The person who came to ask for instructions waited quietly, he couldn't see through the old man's thoughts, since it was good, then whether they needed to act immediately.

The old man is old, and when he looks at things, he squints slightly, stares carefully, and his cloudy eyes look like he is asleep.

The people who were waiting also slowed their breathing, trying to reduce their presence, and their bodies bent into a special arc, trying their best to control their bodies from trembling.

The old ancestor is terrible.

"Huh!" The old man laughed, his hoarse voice sounding dry and ugly, piercing like a night owl, "Go, tossing long enough in the beast yard, let him take his little guy for a run." ”

In the Veterinary Academy, frantic research continues.

Killing Qiandao's face was pale, his eyes were sunken, but his lips were a strange red, like the color of blood.

When the people in the beast courtyard saw Killing Thousand Knives from a distance, they would immediately stop and turn away, even if they took a farther detour, they didn't dare to walk past him.

Killing Qiandao smiled coldly, and his lips were hooked, making him look even more terrifying.

The person who walked towards this place was stunned, and looked at the killing of a thousand knives in surprise, and he hadn't seen him for a few days, why did this person suddenly become like this.

"I advise you, it's better to be less nosy and do your own thing." A cold voice said, cruelty flashing in his eyes.