Ma Fan's body was lying in the hall, his clothes were dirty, and the blood had stained his face, even if there was no blood, it was difficult to tell Ma Fan's original appearance. Ma Fan's face was beaten by Yun Ting's fist, his nose was blue and swollen, the bridge of his nose collapsed, coupled with the cross-flowing and semi-coagulated blood on his face, even if **** Yi came in person, I am afraid he would not recognize this as his disciple Ma Fan, even if the two were really related, they would never recognize it.

His current face is more unbearable than a pig's face, as long as a person sees it for the first time, then he will not look at it a second time, this bloody and ugly face seriously affects his appetite and sleep quality. But Yun Ting didn't seem to see him, or rather turned a blind eye, treating him as air, and even the bloody aura that permeated the surroundings seemed to be unheard.

Tea. One of the changes brought by supercomputers to the Three Kingdoms is that there was no tea in this era, even if it was pushed back a few hundred years, tea appeared only fried tea, and a lot of messy things were added to drink together, not to make tea. Even in the near future, it is up to the player to find tea, grow it, and make the aborigines accept it before tea really exists. But all this, with the intervention of supercomputers, everything is logical. Tea appeared in the Three Kingdoms as a drink as important as wine.

Yun Ting put his nose close to the rim of the cup, took a deep breath, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and his whole body was excited, his spirit and soul were hooked by the fragrance of tea, and he woke up in the fragrance and grace.

"Good tea." Yun Ting couldn't help but exclaim.

The disgust for the ten permanent servants in his heart has weakened slightly, at least unlike some misers, who only understand income, do not know how to pay, and the ten permanent servants also know how to buy some good tea to entertain, the advantages and disadvantages can be imagined. Eating other people's soft mouths and taking other people's hands short, Yun Ting drank other people's tea, he should speak for the Ten Standing Servants group represented by Feng Xu, and the favor generally comes from this.

Cow drink is different from tea tasting, Yun Ting first sniffed the fragrance of tea, and then tasted it slightly, and his five intestines were suddenly washed by a torrent. The fragrance of tea, the bitterness of tea, and the sweetness of tea are constantly diffused, and the tip of the tongue and the Adam's apple are all occupied by the unique taste of this green plant.

Grunt and poured the rest of the tea into his mouth, Yun Ting rinsed his mouth before spitting the tea back into the teacup. Placing the teacup on the table beside him, Yun Ting closed his eyes, and did not frown for half a minute as if the bloody breath passed through his nose.

Time passed slowly, the sun set, and the afterglow seeped into the hall, dyeing the body of Yun Ting, dignified like a god, with a unique momentum. Combined with the tragic corpse on the ground, it is easier for people to be afraid, and the communication between life and death stimulates all those who see this scene, and now the clouds almost have an urge to make people want to bow and worship and make people afraid and afraid.

"Childe, our lord invites you over." A maid stepped into the living room and said to the clouds. Her eyes swept over the clouds, and the maid's face showed a look of infatuation, but she soon came to her senses, but she still had a faint affection, as if spring was coming. Yun Ting's current appearance is indeed the dream lover of all Sichun girls, referred to as Chun Sifen.

Bathed in brilliance, with good facial features, lofty spirits, Yun Ting only didn't step on a lotus flower under his feet, and didn't have a halo behind his head, and then smiled slightly, like a smile but not a smile, it would be perfect.

After the maid's eyes were removed from Yun Ting, the horrific corpse came into view, and after being stunned for a moment, the maid came to her senses: "Ah! ”

The screams of the high-pitched shells were like thunder, slashing and slashing, deafening, startling countless birds, and frightening many poor people with heart failure, and even the tea in the teacup was startled with a circle of ripples. Strangely, the scream did not have a chain reaction, and the entire mansion surrounded by guards was very quiet, so quiet that there was not even a ripple, not a single reaction.

Yun Ting opened his eyes and looked at the maid, from which two rays of rhino light shot out, as if he could penetrate people's hearts, scanning the panicked maid from the inside out. In an instant, the maid felt that everything she had was seen through by the clouds, even the dream with a glow of spring last night, and she couldn't hide her vast and clear eyes.

Thinking of this, the maid's face showed a hint of blush, her face was red, her body suddenly became hot, and her pants became slightly moist and muddy. At the same time, the maid also became much calmer, and even the corpse that could have made her scream "ah" three more times became pleasing to the eye, and no longer made her care so much and panicked.

"What if he was going to do that kind of thing?" The maid thought unconsciously, and then felt a little deer bumping, "I'm ashamed, how can a slave think like this." Thinking of the content of the dream last night, for a while, the maid became a little stupid.

Yun Ting looked at the maid, not any special hints, if he knew what the maid was thinking, Yun Ting must have been indifferent, at most he just sighed that the so-called affair really required a lot of luck and accidents.

Combining all the performances of the maid, it is very natural, Yun Ting can't see any flaws at all, and there is nothing wrong with it, of course, there is a second situation, the maid is a leading actor and director of a powerful acting school, her acting skills are superb, and even Yun Ting, the leading actor who is also a powerful acting school, has been deceived, but this probability is not high.

The reason why Yun Ting is so careful is because there are many tragic historical lessons in his previous life, and these tragedies have been experienced by other players, the most famous of which is still Dong Zhuo among Diao Chan, but this matter still can't attract the attention of the majority of ****, this is a matter of the future, and I will talk about it later. Beauty is beautiful, the plan is a murder plan, I don't know how many romantic characters, they died on the belly of a beautiful woman, when they were happy, suddenly pain came, and the beauty came with death like a jade-like hand. Fragrant wind and blood rain, these two are not mutually exclusive, but when they are matched together, there will be a strange and strange sense of beauty.

Standing up, Yun Ting's fierce and restrained, smiled modestly, and said, "Please take me over, girl." ”

The maid lowered her head shyly, and whispered cowardly: "Slave thank you Gongzi for your love, the slave is just serving a girl, Gongzi praised it falsely, and he deserves a word." The voice is very soft and soft, and it makes people's bones unconsciously soft, so that Yun Ting has to admire the creativity of the supercomputer, no wonder the beauty plan is so popular, but the beauty is too beautiful.

What a beauty. Yun Ting sighed, some people love the country, some people love the beauty, no matter the beauty of the country, but it is a man's life's desire.

Yun Ting smiled at the maid again and walked out the door.

"Childe, wait." The maid struggled for a long time, and when she thought of that gentle smile, she suddenly rose from her heart, trotted a few steps, and held Yunting's hand.

"Childe, don't go out, you run through the side door, there are thirteen guards outside in the mansion who are ready to kill you when you go out." After finishing speaking, the maid's **** fluctuated, as if she had experienced a violent struggle.

"What about you? Aren't you afraid that I will be punished if I run away? Yun Ting shook the soft but cold little hand, turned back and asked the maid.

"Slave... Childe, let's go. The maid's face was very hurried, and everyone who saw her did not want to take pity on her, which made people feel an urge to protect her.

"Don't be afraid, stay in the house, don't come out." Yun Ting whispered comfort in the maid's ear, and the hot breath exhaled made the maid's delicate body tremble slightly. Hearing Yun Ting's comfort, as well as the heat that had been scratching in her ears, the maid's face became much more natural, but her heart became more and more uneasy, thousands of deer were desperately slamming inside, and when she came back to her senses, Yun Ting had already walked out of the door.

Looking at the disappearing figure, the maid had a feeling of loss, and wanted to chase it out, but in the end, it was Yun Ting's command that prevailed.

"He'll be fine!" The maid prayed in her heart, and stayed alone in this meeting room where the dead man and the body was still alive, and she did not feel the slightest fear, frightened.

Yun Ting walked slowly in the courtyard, in fact, from the beginning, his vigilance never relaxed, and later the maid's sacrifice reminded Yun Ting to strengthen his thoughts. These people who came to kill people were not set up by Ma Fan before, then they were sent by Feng Xu to tempt, take one of the two, and the result is only one, the clouds have passed, life, and can't pass, there is only death.

The Ten Standing Servants will not easily trust others, not to mention that Zhang Banxian only came a few days ago, and Yun Ting's return this time made them suspicious. He knew that he had to pass this test before he could meet Feng Xu and start his plan.

"So, let me see who lives and who dies!" Yun Ting whispered, slowly moving forward.

The hand subconsciously touched his back, but he felt empty, leaving only an empty scabbard. Yun Ting remembered that the two swords had been taken away, and this proposal was made by himself, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. With the green in hand, I have it in the world. Now that the green ray is not in his hand, Yun Ting is like a tiger with its teeth extracted, and can only be slaughtered by others. But a tiger is a tiger after all, whether it has teeth or not, it is a tiger, and it can hurt people.

Quiet, quietly infiltrating people, there were originally many guards patrolling the courtyard, but at this time, I didn't even see the second person, only Yun Ting stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard alone. In this big mansion, there are no superfluous people, and the surrounding light and shadow are faint, refracting the shadows of the leaves, like demons and monsters dancing and flying.

"Sand, sand." The sound of soft footsteps came, and a group of guards with swords appeared in the distance, forming an encirclement, slowly approaching the clouds. Yun Ting's eyes swept away, no more, no less, these guards are exactly thirteen, and suddenly a question arises, Thirteen Swords, Huang Thirteen, Mr. Thirteen, and the current thirteen guards, all have a number, thirteen, it seems that the number thirteen is very related to himself. Yun Ting was amused in his heart, but he didn't know whether this thirteen was his lucky number or a bad luck number.

"One more, thirteen corpses." Yun Ting waved his sleeves, his domineering killing intent was fully displayed, his eyes were sharp, and he was as cold as ice.

Taking a light breath, the cold air entered his chest with his breath, and the corners of Yun Ting's lips hooked slightly. The bones of his whole body crackled, and his momentum continued to climb until he reached the top! He is adjusting his qi and adjusting every subtlety of his body, so that the whole person's body and mind can reach the most perfect state.

This trip to Luoyang, Yun Ting had long known that it would be full of dangers, and this was also his own choice. It's either life or death. Either advance, or there is no way back. So during the three days on the road, one of the things Yun Ting did the most was to sleep and eat, and he worked hard to adjust himself, coupled with the assistance of many pills, his body has recovered from eight or nine.

In fact, he was not sure to kill the thirteen elite guards on the Fengxu Mansion! But he had to kill, and he couldn't retreat, this was very likely to be a temptation by Feng Xu, it couldn't be that Ma Fan, a master of the nine grades, could mobilize a little money, if he wanted to grasp and control the future, he couldn't run, he could only fight to the death!