An Le raised his eyes and looked at the other party, his eyes were a little foggy, it seemed that he had drunk too much wine. "You're too conspicuous." Zhu Ze looked at the crooked wine jar in front of An Le and frowned, "What's wrong?" "I just feel a little sad that I'm going to draw a knife against my brother later." An Le shook the wine jar in his hand, as if he meant something. "Hehe, I didn't expect you to treat Jing Qili as a brother. But as you said, I won't trust anyone, including you. Zhu Ze said, "And no matter who betrayed us, it will not be easy to kill me." "Don't say these hurtful words, come and take a drink." An Le smiled slightly, and handed it to Zhu Ze with the wine jar. "It's time." Zhu Ze didn't take over, got up and walked out of the wine shop.

Outside, the city was covered in a torrential rain. An Le secretly shook the handle of the umbrella in his hand, feeling that his palm was slightly sweaty. How long has it been since I felt this way? The tension she had when she first killed someone spread over her years later. She could feel that her breathing was slightly disturbed, and the words that Jing Qili had said came to her ears again. "I can't prove that I'm not an inner ghost, but they can't prove anything either. Choosing one of the three, this is a problem we all have to face, and the solution to it is actually very simple. "The four people sit together and confront each other, no matter who it is, in a three-to-one situation, there is only one death for the inner ghost. Indeed, Jing Qili is not wrong, in the situation where everyone does not trust each other, the inner ghost is the biggest beneficiary. Now there are only four people left, and as long as they sit together and exchange information, the inner ghost will definitely show their feet. He would die when his feet were exposed, and the three Tianluo could kill the inner ghost who betrayed his brother in an instant. But I don't know if I will be able to pull out the knife at that time. An Le's mind resurfaced the back of the white-clothed man, and the red blood spread like a nightmare, until An Le's gentle smiling face was completely immersed in a pool of blood, and the pale golden eyes had a warm smile, but under the reflection of blood, it was like the smile of death. The rain was blown by the wind on An Le's face, and it was as cold as cold blood. An Le killed Fan Yu, then Zhu Ze and Jing Qili were the possible answers.

An Le secretly made up his mind in his heart, wiped the water on his face, and walked towards Sanxianglou with his head held high. There are very few female guests in Tianyuan City who travel alone, so An Le wore a light purple brocade robe today, the cloud pattern of silver silk hook line was delicate and fine lingering in the corner of the robe, her long black hair was tied up, and she wore a crown hat that scholars often wore on her head. Her collar was high, her robe was wide, and she looked like a young talent with delicate eyebrows, and the delicate jade pendant on her waist and the fine jade fracture fan made her look like a gentleman of a family. It's just that her left hand is in the wide robe, and what is secretly clasped is a sharp short knife. The pale cyan paper umbrella parted the rain curtain, and An Le stepped into the incense building. As soon as she walked into the door of the Sanxiang Building, Xiao Er greeted her with a smile on her face. "I'm here to find someone, Uncle Jin's table." An Le suppressed his voice, sounding like a teenager. "Uncle Kim's guest. The little one knows, upstairs, Childe this please. Xiao Er nodded with a smile on his face, led An Le to the second floor, and picked a table in the southeast corner for her.

An Le sat down with a big grin and waved his hand, "Bring me a pot of good wine first, I heard that your Wanzhou Qingqu here is the most authentic?" "Yes, this master is really knowledgeable, the little one will come right away." Xiao Er bowed with a smile and went out backwards. An Le shook the folding fan and pretended to glance at the guests on the second floor casually. Now it's just noon dinner, but there are already a lot of people coming. Sanxianglou is also a famous store in Tianyuan, and it is hidden in the city, and Jing Qili chose to be here in order to better hide everyone's whereabouts. At Zuoli's table sat a group of strong men with stubble on their faces, who seemed to be some merchants from the Jin Kingdom. The mountain delicacies of the Jin Kingdom and the fresh fish in the offshore sea are the favorite products of the high-ranking officials and nobles in Tianyuan, and the price has always been maintained at a high level. So although it is a troubled time, the number of these merchants has not decreased much. Almost all of them were bare-washed, revealing their weather-beaten chests. There were already a lot of empty wine jars on the small square table, piled up with dishes and dishes, and no one cared.

They are now talking about something in full swing, and the noisy Jin dialect is coming and going in the small restaurant. At a table in front of him sat only a middle-aged man in a plain gray robe, his face could not be seen clearly with his head down, and his hair was neatly combed into a simple bun. He is now eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles with plenty of ingredients, eating slowly but enjoying it. It seems that he is an ordinary citizen, and he feels very satisfied with the occasional luxury of coming to this incense building. The other tables were all dressed as wealthy merchants that Tian Yuan was common, and there was even a table of vassal and elegant scholars, holding a few unpopular paintings and complimenting each other, and they looked funny and laughed secretly. "This lord, the wine you want." Xiao Er's voice pulled An Le's gaze back, An Le nodded, and Xiao Er carefully placed the wine jar in front of An Le. "Please use it slowly, this is the best green song in our store, I just came with the caravan yesterday, and it still carries the aroma of Wanzhou."

Xiao Er still had a smile on his face, and only turned around to leave after saying this secret word diligently, but he didn't notice the line of surprise in An Le's eyes. The hands that Xiao Er stretched out just now were a little oily and yellowish from the oil smoke, but a thick circle of calluses could be clearly seen at the base of his thumb and index finger. An Le is very familiar with the cocoon, and the teacher who taught them to change their faces in the mountain hall repeatedly emphasized one thing to them, "All fatal problems come from details." Erase the thick calluses from your hands, this will be the easiest place for you to be exposed when you disguise! "Yes, anyone who has been fighting with a sword for many years will have that kind of thick callus on his hands. Ambushed.

An Le looked at everyone in the room again, only to find that those flaws were so obvious. The group of Jin men who seemed to have drunk more than a dozen jars of wine, their eyes were still very clear, and they would glance at the staircase intentionally or unintentionally; And several of the paintings in the hands of the scholars at that table were stained with some oil, even if they were vassals and elegant, it was impossible for them to be so disrespectful of these "masterpieces" in their hearts...... At first, because of his distraction, he didn't realize that most of the store should be guards, and they were all waiting. Wait for the four people to arrive and catch them all. An Le suppressed the panic and continued to pour wine into his mouth carelessly. She had to get out as quickly as possible, and inform the others of the danger. Wang Wu, who was dressed as a junior, saw the target in the southeast corner suddenly leaned over and coughed loudly a few times, and when he raised his eyes again, he was already full of tears. "What kind of broken wine is this, a good Wanzhou Qingqu is brewed like the soul of Qingyang, do you want to choke me to death?!" The young man cursed, smashed his chopsticks in annoyance, waved his sleeves, and got up and walked towards the staircase. Wang Wu looked at the middle-aged man who was eating noodles, the middle-aged man did not speak, and the bamboo chopsticks in his hand tapped lightly twice on the bowl. Keep him. Wang Wu understood the captain's meaning, bowed his head slightly, and a professional smile appeared on his face again, he immediately greeted him and stopped the young man at the entrance of the first floor. "Guest, you haven't paid for your wine yet." Wang Wu's face was full of smiles, but the arm blocking the way was as hard as steel. "Go find Uncle Jin to take it, what a broken restaurant, even a green song can't be brewed." The young man's face was full of indignation, and his hands secretly exerted force to go out.

"The guest officer's words are not right, the Wanzhou Qingqu in our building, but the entire Tianyuan is famous, the guest officer doesn't like to drink, and it is okay to slander the store casually." Wang Wu Yili said that Yili glanced at a few people at the entrance of the building, and the people at those tables put down their dishes and chopsticks, and turned their heads to make a good show, but faintly surrounded the young people. The young man looked up at the door, and his face changed suddenly. The location of Sanxiang Building is excellent, it is a three-way intersection of traffic and horses, and the door of the store is facing the most lively long street in Tian'anfang. And now at the farthest end of this long street, a familiar figure in white turned the corner, and followed by a man in a cloak wearing a hat. It was An Le and Zhu Ze, and they were heading towards this mortal trap. An Le seemed to see Zhu Ze's low smile under his hat, and in another quarter of an hour, the entire net could be perfectly closed, and none of them could escape. But at the very least, I want you to live. An Le's lips floated into a faint smile, and his left hand covered the chest of Xiao Er in front of him as fast as lightning. Wang Wu only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the young man opposite withdrew his left hand, and a short knife dripping blood appeared in his hand. Wang Wu opened his mouth in vain, but he was never able to say a secret word. The surrounding guards didn't react for a moment, and they saw their companions lying in a pool of blood. In this moment of distraction, An Le took a few steps and almost rushed to the door of the restaurant. However, it was just almost, and there was a uniform sound of knife drawing in the building, and several tables of diners at the door pulled out cold long knives from under the table, instantly sealing all the way out. The other diners in the restaurant were alarmed by the light of the knife, and immediately fled in panic, and there was a sound of messy dishes falling to the ground, and the originally rich and neat Sanxiang Lou suddenly became embarrassed. "Don't let any of them go."

The owner of that voice slowly turned out from the second floor, holding a fine wooden cigarette stick in his left hand, and the standard iron knife in his right hand was cold and majestic, it was Su An, the head of the seven guards of the Qintian Guardian. Almost the entire Qiwei people are here. An Le looked around at the blades around him, and a bitterness filled his heart. There is no escape. An Le let out a loud shout, and drew a beautiful semicircle with his left hand, and the sharp short knife turned into a silver light, which directly sank into the chest of a guard opposite. The guard shook his body and fell to the ground. The two guards behind angrily trampled over their companion's corpse, only to be greeted by two sharp steel needles. Four corpses fell on the ground in an instant, An Le smiled like a ghost, and several blue steel needles in his hands were faintly shining. Her long hair was spread out, and she stood on a square table in the center, beautiful and unmatched. Several black-armored guards made a color to each other, and suddenly they exerted their strength together, rolled under the square table with their heads in their hands, and slammed over the heavy sandalwood square table. However, a few steel needles were still stuck in their faces through the gaps in the black forged steel armor, and a burst of bruises instantly spread across their cheeks, and these people died before they fell.

At the moment before An Le was overturned, the whole person flew up lightly and climbed on the pillar of the restaurant. Her white arms clinged to the dark red pillars, bewitching like a snake. There was only a shallow smile in her eyes, a flower in her slender fingers, and several more steel needles in her hand. With a bang, a sudden short arrow accurately stabbed An Le's palm, and the sharp three-edged arrow nailed her left hand and her smile to the pillar together, and the steel needle in An Le's hand rattled and fell to the ground. "Don't get too complacent." Su An said coldly on the second floor, holding a standard riding crossbow of the guards in his hand, and the second arrow had been wound, aiming at An Le's eyebrows. The arrow was like lightning, but the arrow that was bound to hit only hit the pillar, and An Le had returned to the bottom of the building in an instant, and his lilac sleeve robe was full of blood. In an instant, she severed the feathers of the arrow, pulled out her pierced left hand, and red blood spilled over her palm, staining her left sleeve a dark red. "Don't step forward again, be careful of the spider's dying blade," Su An looked down at the long-haired demon on the first floor, and all he saw was death, "Push back the formation, next, volley." The guards on the periphery had already disposed of the other diners in the restaurant, their black leather boots stepping over the bloody corpses, and neatly pulling out the black crossbows in their arms. What a look...... An Le felt dizzy from excessive blood loss, as if she had returned to the siege three years ago, only this time, there was no longer the man in white standing in front of her, blocking the deadly feather arrow for her.

So this time, let me save you. An Le smiled faintly, threw his right hand upward, and with a loud bang, the roof of the entire restaurant was blown up into a big hole. "Stop her!" Su An rarely lost his composure, and the riding crossbow in his hand was fired again. The ensuing crossbow arrows rang out several times, and more than a dozen feather arrows stabbed heavily into An Le's body, her petite body seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and the whole person took a step back, and then fell on her back on the stone floor. The rain poured down from the hole in the roof unhindered, and sprinkled on her face one after another, and she slowly raised her right hand, and with a soft snort, a turquoise fluorescence rose into the sky, piercing through the dark rain curtain, and making a piercing sharp sound in the sky of Tian Yuan. Come on. This was the last secret word An Le wanted to say, and then her right hand hung limply and closed her eyes.