Chapter 5: The Assassins

At night, in the best room on the third floor of the backyard of Baicaotang.

In the white porcelain bathtub, Nie Fan was naked [***] and sat cross-legged inside.

The smell of all kinds of pungent herbs was permeating, and the dark cyan liquid was slowly tumbling, as if it was boiling.

Nie Fan closed his eyes and secretly urged the 'Seven Kills Sword Technique' to impact the blocked meridians in his body and eliminate the dark disease.

Washing the essence and removing the essence is a painful process, Nie Fan has hot air coming out of his head, the corners of his face twitch slightly, and fine sweat keeps falling down his cheeks.

The original dark cyan liquid gradually turned from blue to black as time passed. This is a phenomenon caused by the discharge of filth from Nie Fan's body.

And just when Nie Fan was washing the essence, in the hall on the first floor, Zhao Jingxuan and Zhao Hongwu were sitting on the sofa, also talking about Nie Fan.

A bowl of ginger soup saved their father, no matter how you look at it, Nie Fan is not an ordinary student, but the information in the hands of the two of them really proves that Nie Fan is an ordinary Yan college student, and he was beaten by a group of hooligan students in Yan Da Dangchang this morning.

"Jingxuan, what do you see wrong?" Zhao Hongwu frowned and looked at Zhao Jingxuan beside him. This is information from his people, and it certainly can't be wrong.

"Nope." Zhao Jingxuan shook her head, and her plain and elegant brows were also slightly frowned. Nie Fan's resume, how can I not see how he knows Huang Long'er, a spiritual thing that they don't know, and moreover, he still understands the number and vein, and knows how to mediate Huanglong'er and Qianlonggen, which are not at all what an ordinary college student should know.

Zhao Hongwu knew who his sister was, and since she couldn't see the problem, he naturally didn't have to think about it anymore.

Zhao Hongwu thought that his father had woken up, put down a big stone in his heart, sat there and thought for a while, turned his head to look at Zhao Jingxuan and said, "There is another action at night, I will go first, and I will come to see my father tomorrow morning." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Jingxuan nodded to Zhao Hongwu, and when Zhao Hongwu walked out of the room, she also breathed a long sigh of relief, her frowning brows stretched, leaning on the sofa, her posture was soft, and her pretty face was tired, giving people a sense of weakness.

No one knows how much pressure Old Man Zhao was under when she was unconscious, and now that her father is awake, everything is solved.

Zhao Jingxuan was lying on the sofa, looking at the white chandelier, and felt that this chandelier had never been so good-looking, no matter how she looked at it, she felt comfortable.

"By the way, I'm going to see him." Suddenly, Zhao Jingxuan sat up again, her eyes were clear, her cheeks were fair, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she said to herself thoughtfully, "He wants so many herbs, and most of them are against each other." ”

After speaking, Zhao Jingxuan stood up, turned around and walked upstairs.

After a few hours of washing the essence and cutting the marrow, Nie Fan has opened up most of the meridians in his body, the dark diseases have also been removed, his body is transparent, and his state of mind is clear, as long as he meditates and cultivates for a few days, he can re-enter the cultivation path.

Knock knock

Although the sound was so small that it was difficult for ordinary people to hear, Nie Fan, who was closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the roof.

Immediately, Nie Fan's eyes flashed with coldness, and his body jumped out of the bathtub silently, turned off all the lights, and returned to the bathtub again.

Nie Fan had just returned to the bathtub when a black figure hung upside down in front of the window and looked into the room, and then fell silently and quietly entered the room without moving.

The dark shadow walked silently around the room, searched a few rooms, and headed straight for the bathroom.

The visitor was very careful, stood at the door and listened for a while, then quietly opened the door and walked inside without a sound.

Feeling the pungent smell, the black shadow frowned, but when he saw Nie Fan sitting motionless in the bathtub, the eyes under the cap suddenly cold, and a dagger suddenly appeared, sticking to his arm and slowly walking towards Nie Fan.

Nie Fan remained motionless, as if he was asleep.

The black shadow looked at Nie Fan, the corners of his mouth secretly sneered, and Sen Han's dagger suddenly picked up Nie Fan's shoulder.

Poof

The black shadow that was provoking the dagger forward suddenly froze, and the forward action suddenly stopped! And Nie Fan leaned sideways, and his right hand was clenched around his neck.

After a long time, Nie Fan secretly exhaled, let go of his hand and sat back.

The black shadow fell to the ground with a thud, a toothbrush stuck in its neck.

Nie Fan calmed down, with the physical strength he had just freshened now, this raid had almost exhausted all of his strength.

After a long time, Nie Fan walked out of the bathtub, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and squatted in front of the black-clothed man on the ground.

"Sure enough, it's you." Nie Fan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he couldn't help but exude murderous intent on his body. He saw the unique costumes of the Nie family from this person's clothes, and immediately thought of Pang Jing, no wonder this person didn't seem to want his life just now, but wanted to abolish him.

Nie Fan sneered, this Pang Jing was really in a hurry to see the King of Hades.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal

Nie Fan was just about to dispose of the corpse, when suddenly, there was a sound of high heels hitting the ground in the stairwell.

Nie Fan frowned, in the afternoon, he already knew that Zhao Hongwu was the deputy director of the Beijing Public Security Bureau, although Zhao Jingxuan did not say who she was, but looking at Zhao Hongwu's attitude, he knew that Zhao Jingxuan's identity was not ordinary.

Zhao Jingxuan stood at the door, knocked on the door gently, and found that there was still no movement inside for a long time, so she couldn't help frowning.

"It's been more than five hours, what is he doing in there?" Zhao Jingxuan's bare face showed a hint of doubt.

Although nothing was seen from Nie Fan's information, the three members of the Zhao family and even Zhao Lingling knew that Nie Fan was by no means as simple as an ordinary college student.

"Maybe I'm missing something." Zhao Jingxuan felt the silence in the door, turned around and walked downstairs again.

Nie Fan heard the footsteps of Zhao Jingxuan leaving, went out of the bathroom and changed into a simple casual suit, and then walked in again, carried the corpse and jumped downstairs, avoiding the security guards, stripped the corpse of clothes, casually opened a sewer manhole cover, and threw it down.

After doing this, Nie Fan thought to himself as he walked towards Baicaotang.

In the afternoon, he knew from Zhao Hongwu and Zhao Jingxuan that what they cultivated was called 'Guwu', which was an extremely ancient inheritance that had been thousands of years.

Guwu is divided into: Yuan, Xuan, Xiang, Xing, and Gong five levels, Zhao Jingxuan and Zhao Hongwu are both Xuan, but Zhao Hongwu is the early stage, and Zhao Jingxuan is the middle stage. Their father is the old man Zhao lying on the bed, and according to the two of them, the elephant level is only one foot away from the door.

From Zhao Hongwu's explanation, Nie Fan knew that the Yuan level and the Xuan level were easy to break through, but the elephant level was extremely difficult, and his father heard that he was still empowered by a senior before his death to break through to the edge of the elephant level, but more than 20 years have passed, and he still has not broken through to the elephant level, let alone the star level behind, and the palace level has never heard of it.

"Huh?" Nie Fan was walking when he suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.

Immediately, his face changed slightly, because this was not an ordinary smell of blood, but a kind of special evil skill that emanated from a cultivator.

"Blood Cultivation!" Nie Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, he whispered to himself, and looked up from a distance, he knew that just now there must have been an evil cultivator who had cultivated by absorbing people's essence and blood and walked by.

"There must be a breakthrough as soon as possible." Nie Fan's eyes condensed slightly.

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