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A pair of golden jade fire phoenixes tall are majestic and towering, their feathers are gorgeous, flying and cold, their hair is like steel needles, their eyes are round and angry, they look forward, and they step on a red cloud with two paws under their feet, and their eyes are red, like two flames burning.

At a glance, noble, proud, domineering, mighty, rough, hideous, majestic!

The sun and the moon are swept by thousands of stars, swallowing mountains and rivers for thousands of miles!

In the middle of the two fire phoenix statues, the wide fire jade stone steps go all the way down, spreading out dozens of steps, far exceeding similar doors.

On the snowflake-lined street in front of the door, a pair of creaking footprints from far and near are Li Qu, the caravan steward who has just entered the city, holding a simple knife in his hand, and his head and body are dyed with frost white, which looks like a dusty man.

The vermilion gate was closed, the courtyard wall could not be seen at a glance, and a few sycamore branches peeked over the fence into the street. Therefore, the Zhao Mansion is full of a sea of sycamores.

Li Qu shook the falling snow on his head, lightly buckled the door knocker, and stared at the top of Dayuan City's head with a little surprise, but the floating prohibition that was usually flowing with ripples disappeared, which made him feel shocked in his heart, and he didn't know what had happened in the city during the time he left.

"The intensity of interrogation when I entered the city today, and the number of soldiers patrolling the city have more than doubled compared to the past."

When Li Qu was puzzled, the Zhu door was slowly opened, and a man like an old housekeeper, holding a red lantern, took a picture of Li Qu, Li Qu hurriedly bowed slightly, and bowed to him, "Hello Steward Zhao." ”

"Have you shipped all the goods?"

"Just entered the city, it's all gone."

"Well, come in." Steward Zhao squeezed out a fake smile on his face and said lightly.

The Zhu Gate was closed again, the silence on the street was restored, the falling snow was floating quietly, and a white-shirted figure appeared on the corner of the street, his face was pale, but a pair of eyes were burning at the closed Zhu Gate, his gaze was like a substance, and the sword was engraved on the plaque of the Zhao Mansion.

Walking through a sea of sycamore trees, passing a sea of red flowers, and crossing a rockery, of course, the elite of the Zhao family who were heavily guarded were indispensable along the way, but there were faint small sobs in some places in the house, and the voice was sad and sad, and it seemed to cry loudly as much as possible, which made Li Qu a little puzzled.

"Something must have happened." Li Qu followed closely behind Steward Zhao, although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't dare to ask more, the atmosphere in Zhao's mansion today was really strange, which made him feel a little hairy.

On the rockery, Zhao Xuehuang stood at the top of the mountain, his face was blue and white, he was talking to himself in a whisper, his face was hideous and distorted, and the snowflakes falling around him were frozen into ice for a while, and burned into water vapor for a while, emitting a gray gas and burrowing into the night.

Li Qu obviously felt that the body of Steward Zhao, who was leading the way in front, trembled, and the pace under his feet faintly accelerated, he hurriedly followed, and left the vicinity of the rockery as if he had fled, and walked towards the main hall in the distance.

"Steward Zhao, that's Miss, right?" I really couldn't hold back the curiosity in my heart, Li Qu asked.

"Alright, you go in." Steward Zhao stopped at his feet and didn't answer Li Qu's question, but just looked at Li Qu with a pair of old eyes flashing with a cold light, and there was a thick admonition inside.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't."

Li Qu understood the meaning in his eyes, and he lowered his head and walked quickly into the main hall.

Zhao Wou-Ki held a purple jade pendant in his hand, his expression was indifferent, he didn't say anything, he didn't smile at all, he just quietly played with the jade pendant in his hand, it seemed to be indulging, it seemed to be thinking.

On the thousand-year-old sycamore wood table next to it, a sunflower stove slowly floated out wisps of red smoke, condensing in the air but not dissipating, like a phoenix with wings spreading.

There were three figures standing in the hall, quietly, also solemn, they were the handsome and gloomy Du Leech, the ugly and terrifying Zhao Huo, and a man in the prime of life who had never seen him before, wearing black cotton armor and a face as resolute as a blade.

This is the scene that Li Qu saw when he entered the main hall, the dull and depressing atmosphere made his whole person look like a frightened sparrow, his hair was standing on end, and cold sweat flowed.

The tranquility was broken, and the eyes of the four turned together, Li Qu secretly complained in his heart, and the sweat on his head was even more intensive.

"Did it go well?"

Zao Wou-Ki put away the jade pendant, his face returned to his usual smile, and asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Well, normal merchants, there are no twists and turns, that is, some individual people suspect that the caravan is buying these white jade ores, and they only suspect that the caravan has other new ways to make money, which are all inconsequential speculations, and some merchants ask if they want to cooperate, and the villains all promise to receive as much as they want." Li Qu was nervous, but his speech was still clear, and he spit it out as if pouring beans.

"Well, you did a good job, go to Steward Zhao to receive the reward." Zao Wou-Ki waved his hand, there was finally something that didn't bother him today.

He didn't know that what he thought was going well had been completely targeted by Qin Hao, a black insect, lying quietly in a sack of white jade mineral powder, was cleanly thrown into a warehouse.

"Ziyu Fengpei, before my father died, he passed it on to me, and at that time I swore that I would definitely bring the Zhao family back to its peak, but today, my Zhao family died 49 descendants in one breath. My heart is bleeding. ”

As soon as the words fell, a transparent flame in Zao Wou-ki's palm flashed away, and there were two crisp sounds, and the purple jade phoenix pendant in Zao Wouji's palm shattered into powder.

"This is precious, but it is far less than my people." Zao Wou-Ki raised his hand, and the purple powder fluttered one after another, fluttering and sprinkling, falling all over the ground.

On the bright red sunflower carpet, a layer of purple was suddenly covered, and it was strange and abnormal.

Then, he raised his eyes to look at the three people in the hall, and said in a relaxed tone: "But their sacrifice is worth it, and the heroic spirits in the sky should also be rested, you know, what to do?" ”

"I know, we will definitely find this person and cut it with a thousand knives, so as to pay tribute to the dead soul."

Quiet!

This heavy topic seemed to have finally come to an end, and the man in cotton armor slowly spoke: "I heard Du Yu say that that person's cultivation is extremely high, do you need to report to King Liang for this matter?" ”

"No need, why do you need to pass through King Liang for some trivial things, won't you let King Liang underestimate my Zhao family, Du Leech, what do you say?" Zao Wou-Ki sneered and glanced at Du Leech lightly.

He has always attached great importance to Du Leech, but in this matter, Du Leech did something that disappointed him, and his tone became rarely serious.

Du Leech frowned, he still had palpitations about the terrifying aura of that person, but today he was thinking about it, and he always felt that something was wrong, the contrast between the aura and strength of that person's body before and after was too huge, as if he had used some strange secret method to improve.

And the strength of the secret method will not last, and the more powerful it is, the more terrifying the sequelae will be. He knew this very well, and his chest was still faintly swollen.

"Naturally, it doesn't have to." Du Leech replied.