In Linzi in autumn, the night is cool and refreshing, the ginkgo biloba in the yard has begun to fall leaves, and the golden leaves have not had time to clean up, full of ambiguous sunshine smell. Wu Ye came to the warehouse early after dinner, and saw that Yi Biao was already standing at the door slowly nibbling on dry food. Yi Biao glanced at Wu Ye, did not speak, and continued to eat.

Wu Ye simply walked around the warehouse to see the terrain.

In addition to the eight doormen who temporarily came to help guard the courtyard at night, there were dozens of housekeepers who were originally arranged to be on duty in the warehouse.

After Wu Ye inspected the front and back, he returned to the courtyard and saw that the rest of the people had also come over, Yan Ying, Jiao Chen, Dong Guo Chou, Deng Li and Murong Sha were all sitting on the stone bench in the center of the courtyard.

Jin Yuan stood not far from Yi Biao, and saw Wu Ye's serious inspection, and his original indifferent expression was also a little loosened, after all, they were all Miss Bai's doormen, the food of the king, and the worry of the king, Jin Yuan was not jealous of Wu Ye's intimate relationship with Miss Bai Luo, but after seeing Wu Ye's appearance with a little white face, he had a preconceived feeling of eating soft rice, so he was a little dissatisfied with Wu Ye's face, and at this time, seeing Wu Ye's serious attitude, the dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared.

Wu Ye took the initiative to greet Jin Yuan and said, "Brother Jin, I just walked around the warehouse and didn't find any problems."

Jin Yuan said coldly: "Since you haven't found any problems, you might as well go over there and sit down with Yan Ying and them to have a little wine, how can there be a guy who doesn't have long eyes and dares to come to Baifu to make trouble." ”

Wu Ye waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I don't dare to touch this thing again." ”

Jin Yuan snorted and didn't respond.

After Wu Ye said hello to the others, he simply stepped on the pillar and went directly to the roof of the warehouse. The moon tonight was exceptionally bright and bright, Wu Ye sat on the roof and looked at the moon, and suddenly remembered the dream before.

Although I have always had a feeling of being with Wu Yong, I don't know how Wu Yong is doing now after being separated for so long. Before the Hongshui City incident, my father once said that the three brothers of the martial arts family were destined to be alone in the world, and they should not be forced to get together. Wu Ye has always remembered his father's words, even if he has great doubts in his heart, he resisted the urge to find Wu Yong, and only got to know some of the person named Zhang Yi in private. Zhang Yi became famous in the Qi State Jixia School Palace, acted domineering and unscrupulous, lobbied countries all the year round, offered advice and suggestions, and caused large-scale wars between countries. But he is not like a speculator, he does not hold an official position in any country, he seems to be a celebrity who does not seek utilitarian gains, but only seeks to realize his ambitions and ideals, and it is difficult to say which country's interests he represents. Zhang Yi's origin is a secret, some people say that he is a native of Qi, and he has studied the study of Jishi under the Yi Central Plains of Qi since he was a child, some people say that he is from Jin, he has seen him among the disciples of Kang Er of Jin, and some people even say that he is from Chu, and the man surnamed Zhang in the three sons of Chu is his father, and there are different opinions, and these famous scholars who are related to Zhang Yi have not given Zhang Yi any help in Zhang Yi's actions over the years, but they have not deliberately avoided it, which makes the forces behind Zhang Yi even more confusing.

Wu Ye gently stroked the ridge of the roof and read Zhang Yi's name to himself.

The autumn night is like water, slowly passing with the moonlight. Soon it was midnight, and this point was the time when ordinary people were most tired, and the guards patrolling back and forth also had sleepiness on their faces that could not be concealed. Wu Ye glanced down, and Murong Sha was leaning against the pillar of the pavilion, as if he was asleep. The rest of the people who drank were also resting on the table, only Jiao Chen was still holding a cup of wine, chewing peanuts, he seemed to feel it, and glanced at Wu Ye's gaze, Jiao Chen raised his wine glass and motioned for Wu Ye to come down and drink a glass of wine, Wu Ye smiled lightly, waved his hand and refused.

Jin Yuan and Yi Biao were very dutifully guarding the door, without the slightest sleepiness.

Jiao Chen looked at Wu Ye who was sitting on the roof, and shouted, "Hungry, eat something and pad, the night is still long." Picking up the saucer and lightly sprinkling it upwards, a few pieces of dim sum flew towards Wu Ye with precision.

Wu Ye suddenly moved to one side, and the dim sum naturally fell on the roof, but Wu Ye's eyes were fixed on the other direction, and where he was just sitting, a silver needle appeared that had sunk into the tile, and only the tail was exposed.

There are assassins!

"It's coming!" Wu Ye said softly.

The people in the courtyard got up one after another, and it turned out that everyone was not really asleep. Jin Yuan flew onto the roof and stood side by side with Wu Ye, not afraid of the enemy in the distance shooting another hidden weapon.

"From that direction?" Jin Yuan asked.

Wu Ye nodded.

Everyone held their breath, not even the ordinary guards did not panic in the slightest.

After a short silence, countless whistling sounds suddenly sounded from all around, and black projectiles shot from all directions, raining down on the storeroom. As soon as the projectile collided, it burst into flames, instantly turning the outside of the warehouse into a sea of fire. Many ordinary guards were directly hit by the projectile and burst into flames all over their bodies, running all the way to shout, and fell to the ground before they could reach the water tank, and the remaining guards looked for tools to extinguish the fire.

Wu Ye stood on the roof, not caring at all about the scorching flames around him, and his eyes scanned the surroundings coldly. These black projectiles are very strange and contain extremely strong burning substances, even if they fall on the tiles, they can burn for a long time without extinguishing.

In the noisy shouts and footsteps, Wu Ye could still clearly hear the sound of several unfamiliar soles of his feet falling to the ground. Someone took advantage of the chaos of the fire and sneaked up on the roof. In fact, when Wu Ye began to patrol around the warehouse, he noticed that the only weakness of the warehouse was on the roof, in order to transmit light and air circulation, there was a skylight on the roof, although the window was narrow, but throwing a few such black projectiles into it was enough to cause devastating damage to the embroidery.

A short sword was handed out in the flames, stabbing straight into Wu Ye's chest, Wu Ye turned sideways, and the golden short sword cut out of his sleeve, bringing out an arc brighter than the flames, the assassin only felt that his chest was pierced by flames, and looked down in disbelief at the huge wound on his chest, his legs were weak, and he lay at Wu Ye's feet.

Wu Ye didn't look at him more, he immediately rushed towards the flames, and swung a sword again, and before the black projectile pinched in the hand of the assassin hidden behind the flames could shoot, an extra blood arrow appeared in his chest.

The Assassins in the courtyard who were fighting with the others saw the situation on the roof, and they all withdrew from the fight, and their original task was to contain the guards, and another group of people went to attack the roof, only to destroy the embroidery, and quickly evacuated. It's just that he didn't expect the sudden appearance of Wu Ye to disrupt all the plans, the assassins attacked the roof like locusts, surrounded Wu Ye, and the black projectiles rained over, Wu Ye retreated to the skylight, and he couldn't retreat anymore, if he gave up the skylight, the assassins would succeed.

Wu Ye didn't think about his own safety at all, standing in front of the skylight, facing the attacking projectile, he calmly stabbed out the golden short sword, the tip of the sword rubbed against the air to make a sizzling sound, and a light shaped like a shield gradually appeared at the tip of the sword.

"I'm here to help you!" "I'm coming!"

Jin Yuan, Yi Biao, Jiao Chen, Yan Ying, Dong Guo Chou and Deng Yan came to the roof one after another, and the weapons in their hands were sacrificed one after another, just like Wu Ye, just to keep the projectiles out of the skylight.

A huge fireball rose up in the seven people, engulfing them in an instant. In the flames, several powerful qi engines slammed outward, pushing the flames away. The Assassins did not look at the results, but filled the corpses of their two companions with a few projectiles, destroyed the corpses, and ran off into the distance.

Murong Sha looked up in the courtyard and saw a magnificent scene, seven fire men in a circle, still burning in flames, did not take half a step back, desperately urged his energy to disperse the flames.

The seven of them were too exhausted to exhaust their energy, and their bodies seemed to be evacuated, and they were stiffly fixed on the roof, unable to move. After a long time, Yan Ying said with difficulty: "I seem to smell something, so fragrant......"

Deng Yan on the side smiled bitterly: "Well, the aroma of barbecue." After saying that, his body shook, he couldn't hold on any longer, and he fell headlong. The rest of the people also fell one after another, only Wu Ye, who was the first of them, was still standing there, but it didn't look much better, the clothes on his body were basically all burned, and his white swaying thighs were very dazzling in the wind.

Yan Ying was lying on the roof, her eyes wandered, she looked at Wu Ye and said, "What a pair of big white legs, if it were a girl, it would be pleasing to the eye." ”

Cold sweat swished down Wu Ye's back.

Murong Sha's face was flushed.

In a room in Linzi City, several assassins knelt on the ground tremblingly, and a lazy male voice came from behind the curtain in front of them: "So Bai Luo has taken precautions in advance?" ”

The leader of the assassins was full of fear for the man behind the curtain, and said, "The disciples of the upper courtyard under the Bailuo Gate are all ambushed in the storehouse, and their subordinates have lost two of them, but the corpses have been destroyed by the Flame Pill, and they are sure that there is no trace left. ”

The man said disdainfully, "Oh, is it? Didn't leave any traces? ”

The leader of the assassins nodded desperately and said, "My subordinates have confirmed that they have left no traces." ”

The man snorted and said, "You exposed your breath before you set off, otherwise how could Bai Luo find out in advance." ”

The man read slowly: "Zhu Candle, don't you think your murderous aura has been a bit heavy recently? ”

The candle's forehead was already low on the ground, and beads of sweat were rolling down.

"Let's go back to the island and face the wall for another half a year." The man dropped a word and left.

He remained in a frightened posture and did not move, as if he had forgotten his existence, until the entourage behind him fell to the ground one by one and suddenly woke up, the cold sweat on his body had dried, he stood up and carefully walked out of the corpse, without looking at his companion who had just lived and died together. The moment he walked out of the door, he couldn't help but shield his eyes with his hand.

The sun is so dazzling!