Chapter Eighty-Four: The Secret of the Pavilion and Yuwentai

Murong Heng also said very approvingly: "Lord, we can't be beaten passively, we also need to set up an assassination organization now to carry out a counter-assassination of Yuwentai, don't let him think that these methods are only available to him." ”

Gao Huan didn't want to set up a Xiaoyao Pavilion too, the intelligence department she established when Ruyi was still there had a similar effect, but then Ruyi died, and the organization gradually disintegrated, and now in their group, no one has an assassin killer at home, because there is no need.

Sima Ziru stood up and walked to Gao Huan and whispered a few words in his ear, only to see Gao Huan immediately show a happy look and say: "If it is really as the eldest brother said, no matter how much money I spend, I will ask him to help." You can do it, I fully support you. Sima Ziru looked at him and nodded, but didn't speak.

Qingluo also heard about Gao Yingqin's assassination in prison, and she was a little happy that Gao Huan did not succeed in marrying the graceful princess: You deserve it, let you lock me up, and someone will naturally clean you up now.

The curvaceous princess cried and made a fuss after learning that Gao Huan was assassinated, clamoring to come to the Qi Palace, but it was all Erjit's hard to pull and drag, so she didn't make any extraneous trouble.

Xianyang, Xiaoyao Pavilion headquarters, Nan Batian sat on the throne in the lobby, and Yan Wuji stood below him who was reporting the assassination operation with a blank face, Yan Wuji did not have a smug look, he felt that he had done all the things that a killer should do, and completed the task elegantly, there was nothing to show off.

Just as he continued to narrate without any emotion, a masked man came in from outside and walked up to Nan Batian and whispered a few words, this person was the altar master of the Xuanwu Altar and the leader of the intelligence organization in the Xiaoyao Pavilion, known as the ghostless Li Yifeng.

After hearing a few words from him, Nanba Genius asked Yan Wuji to stop, leaned down and asked, "Are you sure Gao Huan was killed by you?" Are you sure that the person you killed was Gao Huan himself? ”

What is this called, his near-perfect assassination operation, and then came back non-stop to report the good news to him, why does he doubt the results of his operation now? This is simply an insult to him, an insult to his beautiful style of conduct, and an insult to his professional ethics, in short, Nan Batian must have insulted himself, which made Yan Wuji very sad.

"Pavilion Master, you can doubt my strength, you can doubt my wine, you can even doubt my gender, but you can't doubt my professionalism, my traditional style of doing things and the good reputation I have achieved in the past fifteen years in the industry, all of which prove that I am an excellent, perfect, invincible murderer. The record of zero misses has not been achieved by every killer until now. Yan Wuji was about to cry in his heart.

"I didn't mean that, your record of zero misses is still there, it's just ......" Nan Batian looked at Yan Wuji a little embarrassed and continued: "Are you sure that the person you killed is Gao Huan's real body?" ”

"I looked at his portrait several times, and I knew it well before I started it." Yan Wuji looked at Nan Batian with wide eyes, how much he trusted himself before, but now he was even skeptical of every word he said, which made Yan Wuji feel incredible.

Nan Batian said to Li Yifeng: "You go down first, I will figure out the cause and effect of the matter." Seeing Li Yifeng retreat, Nan Batian got up and walked down and grabbed Yan Wuji's hand, and said softly and affectionately: "Tell me, what the hell is going on, just now the secret agent came to report that Gao Huan was not dead, and it was just one of his housekeepers who was shot by you." ”

Yan Wuji couldn't think about his ears, and said with an incredible expression: "How is it possible, I saw him fall from an arrow with my own eyes, you have to believe me every day." Yan Wuji also grabbed Nan Batian's hand hard, and sparks flew in the eyes of the two big men looking at each other affectionately and powerfully. No, I'm going to throw up.

This Nan Batian is a pervert of a good Longyang, what is Longyang? It's a good man's style. This custom was passed down from the Song Dynasty during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, although hundreds of years have passed, but this elegant pursuit was rooted in Nan Batian's heart when he was fifteen years old, he liked men, and worshiped the perfect combination of strength and martial arts.

Yan Wuji was injured in the head when he was a child, he lacked heart and eyes since he was a child, and he didn't feel much about women at the age of seventeen or eighteen, until he was twenty years old when he met Nan Batian on the bank of the Weishui River outside Xianyang City, and since then, the two of them have felt that they have met their favorite other half, both physically and psychologically.

Then some people will ask why Nan Batian has feelings for Qingluo since he is a foundation. Let me explain here that in the adult world, a good man's style must be intolerable in the world, no matter how elegant the title of wealth is, it is not good, so in order to hide people's eyes, Nan Batian naturally wants to choose a beautiful and not easy to resist woman as a disguise, so the young and sweet-looking Qingluo naturally became the first choice. Besides, in order to establish his authority in the killer group of Xiaoyao Pavilion, Nan Batian also needs to find a punching bag, so Qingluo is an important tool for him to wear many hats.

"Yanyan, it's not that I don't believe you, but it's really pinched, someone told me that Gao Huan is not dead, what should we do now." When there is no one else, Nanbatian shows a rare feminine beauty, and the shape and sound words and orchid fingers are indispensable. Don't ask me who is attacking and who is suffering, two big men covered in hair hugging each other, and they want to vomit when they think about it.

"Every day, it doesn't matter, if Gao Huan really doesn't die, I will go to Yecheng again before the lord asks me, and finish the task, don't worry, I will definitely not miss again this time." Looking at Yan Wuji's sworn expression, Nan Batian fell into his arms gently and shyly, and said softly: "People know that you will protect other people's pinch." ”

"Yanyan, I have a tonic here, I heard the person who sold the medicine say, if you and I eat it together, the bed will not be able to stand it, people really want to try it." After that, Nan Batian took out the Indian divine oil from his arms and showed it to Yan Wuji.

Yan Wuji said dumbfoundedly: "Isn't this the poison I used?" "Nasty, how do you treat aphrodisiac potions as poison? Hehehe is also saying that this is a poison that is fascinating and addictive, let's go and try it. Saying that, the two hugged each other, Nan Batian pressed a button on the chair, and saw a secret door appear directly behind the chair, and the two sweetly hugged each other and disappeared behind the secret door.

The picture behind is so beautiful, the author really can't describe it, everyone imagine it for themselves, at this time a dark shadow in the hall was revealed, it was Li Yifeng, who had been hiding on the side and eavesdropping for a long time, and he vomited on the ground like the author. But it's worth it, because he finally learns the biggest secret in the Pavilion. Now he is going to ask Yuwentai for a reward.

Yuwentai sat on the cushioned couch gracefully, listened to Li Yifeng's report with great interest, and went back to think of the picture of the two meeting back then.

At that time, Li Yifeng was just a three-handed man on the streets of Xianyang City, just because he was very good at unlocking, and he was well-known in Yongzhou, of course, the government did not look for him. It happened that one day Yu Wentai passed by Dongshi with his entourage, and saw Li Yifeng, who was stripped naked and had "I am the son of a locksmith" written on his body, and hung up Li Yifeng, who was already dying, and felt very interesting, so he asked people to put him down and ask him about the matter in person.

Li Yifeng was scared to death at first, and he didn't dare to say his "unique life", but later the master of the mansion in charge said his matter respectfully, Yuwentai didn't believe it, and asked people to go to the house to get seventeen or eighteen locks of various forms for Li Yifeng to open. Under the temptation of Yuwentai and the intimidation and threat of the old man, he had to take out his real skills to open the locks one by one, and a leek to open a lock!

Yuwentai was shocked at the time, the main thing saw that there was a play, and quickly reported that this person had done a good job, and at night that pair of clairvoyants were obedient, coupled with the ability to uncover the tiles in the house, it was a pity to be a thief, and several times the mystery that the government could not solve, all relied on him to steal at night, and then he heard private information and then bragged in the market after getting drunk, and then the government followed the vine to close the case.

Yuwentai then took him into the Xiaoyao Pavilion, and later Li Yifeng relied on intelligence collection and burglary, bribing all the way to the throne of the Xuanwu altar. Ladies and gentlemen, tell me, what kind of demons and monsters are in this Xiaoyao Pavilion? No wonder Qingluo always wants to leave that smoky place.

"Finished?" Yu Wentai squinted at Li Yifeng, who was smiling respectfully below, and asked casually.

"Well, I'm done, but aren't you surprised, my lord? Nanbatianta...... It's so many. Li Yifeng was a little unsure of Yuwentai's thoughts at this moment, he couldn't see whether Yuwentai was happy or unhappy, so after peeking at him, he asked a little cowardly and a little confused.

"Everyone has their own little secrets, and it's understandable that people don't want to tell you, and besides, it's not a hurtful thing to like men, I don't think it's anything." Yuwentai looked at Yi Lifeng with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, what the king said is, as long as the king thinks it's okay, you will let me fart." Li Yifeng hurriedly patted his horse and said.

"That's not what I said, it's right for you to report this to me, why did I put you next to Nan Batian, I just want to keep track of his every move and all his whereabouts. Do you understand? Yu Wentai looked at Li Yifeng meaningfully.

Li Yifeng's eyes turned green when he heard this, and he nodded vigorously like a hungry wolf and said with a wicked smile: "The villain understands, the villain understands."

Yuwentai seemed to be pondering something, Li Yifeng wanted to get up and leave, and Yuwentai spoke: "I also have a harmless little secret, but I don't want to be taken out and rendered by you after you find out, just let me take you to see it, you can keep it a secret for me after reading it, if you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Li Yifeng pouted his head and said with a crying voice: "The villain doesn't dare, the villain doesn't dare, the king spares your life." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, you just don't tell it, I'm just a harmless little secret." Yu Wentai comforted Li Yifeng in a very indifferent tone.

As soon as Li Yifeng heard this, he really believed Yuwentai's words, thinking that he really wouldn't do anything to himself, this young man I can only say that he is too simple, how can he play with the old fox-like Yuwentai?

Yuwentai got up and took Li Yifeng into a secret room, this secret room is underground behind the royal bed of Yuwentai's bedroom, connected by a secret door, Li Yifeng trembled and followed Yuwentai step by step down into the secret room, if you know the master's secret, is it really okay? He was still hesitant and suspicious at the moment.

When the two of them came to the secret room, they saw that it was a two-story high, large enough to place two beds horizontally, and then arranged in six rows (a total of twelve beds), each bed was spaced one meter apart from the front, back, left and right. Yu Wentai and Li Yifeng were standing on the second floor of this room, facing two rows of beds swinging horizontally. From this position, you can clearly see the situation of each bed.