Time flies!

Three days of hard work passed in the blink of an eye, Qin Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes suddenly widened, and he got up suddenly, and on his wrist, three colorful poisonous snakes that seemed to be real and imaginary, the thickness of his thumb and half an arm's length, disappeared suddenly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shulker Snake Hand: Three small snakes from the wrist attack the enemy, which can absorb the enemy's energy and blood to restore its own health. (Current stat 12)

That's two points higher than three days ago.

Qin Hao pushed open the door, Leng Jiansheng next door was gone, his finger was gently wiped on the wall, a bug burrowed into his fingertip, and Qin Hao also disappeared in place.

It was another dark night, and it was that dark street, Leng Jiansheng walked slowly along the outer wall of the Zhao Mansion, his slender five fingers, like a woman, gently touching the wall, and moving forward along the wall, as if he was looking for something.

Suddenly, he stopped at his feet and looked warily behind him.

There was a big bulge on the wall, Leng Jiansheng slowly buckled his palm, the clod of soil was shattered, the sparse dirt slipped from his fingertips, he closed his five fingers, and held a piece of paper in his hand.

Dayuan City, southwest, an inconspicuous dilapidated mansion, with two seals on the door, and the copper lock hanging on the door is rusty, which is the traces of decades of rain and wind.

Leng Xiao wrapped his coat, tore off the seal, and took out a brass key from his arms.

The yellow key was as bright as if it had just been taken out of oil, and it was obvious that the owner must have maintained and wiped it frequently, and it reflected an elongated and distorted cheek.

In fact, this lock, after so many years, can be torn off with a little force, but Leng Xiao is stubborn and carefully inserts the key into the lock hole.

"Click!"

Leng Xiao's face froze.

Although the key was intact, the lock was broken after all, and now, the key is broken in two and stuck in the lock.

The knuckles of the five knuckles turned blue, and the cold whistle trembled slightly and pulled the door lock off, and with a "zila" sound, the door was pushed open, revealing a rotten dusty atmosphere.

The courtyard was black and oppressive, except for the whirring wind, some crooked furniture and a barren grass, not a little lifeless, completely lifeless and depressed.

Two lines of muddy tears flowed silently down the corners of Leng Xiao's eyes.

"Where's the stuff?"

A cold and calm voice sounded behind the cold howl.

Leng Xiao turned his head and looked at Leng Jiansheng, who appeared behind him at some point, looking at him indifferently, and at the other party's fingertips was a piece of paper, and on the piece of paper was a word "cold" written in blood.

"In my dreams, there is not a day when I don't return to the Leng family's mansion. However, when I was a child, I lived in that house, and there was a locust tree in front of the house, which was planted by my father, and now. ”

There was still a tree in front of him, just a dead tree that had long since died.

"Did you bring anything?"

The cold voice ruthlessly interrupted Leng Xiao's thoughts again, Leng Jiansheng didn't want to hear Leng Xiao's story, although he also lived here, but everything was already in the past.

Memories have no power and no value.

"You."

Facing Leng Jiansheng's cold eyes, Leng Xiao's heart swelled up with a strange feeling of unease, and he was a little angry, although he didn't know exactly what this anger was.

Exhaling deeply, he had no choice, after all, this matter had been decided many years ago, he infiltrated the Leng family for that map, and Leng Jiansheng was the hope of the Leng family.

Leng Xiao violently tore open the lower corner of his clothes, and a roll of dark yellow cloth fell out of it, and was grabbed by Leng Xiao in the palm of his hand.

"Although I have never believed that you will be the hope of the Leng family, however, since the clan elders have said so, I hope you will not disappoint everyone." Leng Xiao clutched the cloth tightly, his eyes staring at Leng Jiansheng's eyes tightly.

"I'm Leng Jiansheng, so I'm naturally the hope of the Leng family." Leng Jiansheng's eyes froze, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword subconsciously tightened, and said in a cold voice.

After getting the promise he wanted, Leng Xiao finally stopped talking, and threw the cloth at Leng Jiansheng with his right hand.

Leng Jiansheng's heart seemed to stop beating, he looked up at the cloth that flew towards him in the air, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold and arrogant smile, and he grabbed it with his right hand.

"Huh!"

Abnormal protrusions.

A black lightning bolt slashed through the air, it was a short black knife, the short knife was one finger wide, about a meter long, the blade and the blade had a triangular arc, and above the blade there was a row of selected crescent-like serrations, cutting the air, and the strange sound just now was coming from the blade.

The sound was a bit like the sound of a swallow paddling across the water.

Swallow's Nest, under the command of King Liang, is an intelligence agency directly controlled by Dugu Ce, and every member in it is a killer trained by Dugu Ce himself, and they are collectively called swallows, because they will always leave the voice of swallows and corpses in a place when they pass by.

"Huh?"

Leng Jiansheng's face changed, and he was filled with anger, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a strange knife, which looked red and sharp, and was stabbing at his wrist.

Behind the blade of the knife, a man in black wearing a hat was rushing over like lightning, and the knife was obviously thrown out by the other party in a hurry, in order to prevent him from getting the cloth in the air.

"Swallow!"

Qingyun Sect is located in the north, it is impossible for Leng Jiansheng not to have heard of the name of Yanzi, he sneered, his feet slammed a little, his wrist flicked, and a sword flower was thrown, and the sword scabbard snapped out a semicircular arc in the air, and hit it.

Unexpectedly, the scabbard did not hit the short knife, but the cloth in the air.

"Smack!"

The cloth silk was pulled off, Leng Jiansheng's body was short, the two fingers of his left hand were clamped in the air, the cloth silk was in his hand, he stepped on it again, and his body turned rapidly, like a spinning top that slashed out, and instantly broke away from the attack range of the short knife and appeared next to Leng Xiao.

Suddenly attacked, Leng Jiansheng's response can be described as unhurried, calm and witty, but as fast as lightning to the point of incredible, worthy of the name of genius.

"It's..."

Leng Xiao was stunned, his mouth had just been born, and a sword blade slashed through his neck, cutting a narrow opening, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his entire vision.

"Why?"

Leng Xiao stared at Leng Jiansheng in disbelief, his eyes were indifferent, and his body fell to the ground, not blinking.

Leng Xiao died, Leng Jiansheng didn't look at the other party, let alone make half an explanation, he just gently shook the tip of the sword that flashed red.

This series of things, to say a long story, is actually just a flash of light.

The scabbard had not yet landed, and the figure of the swallow could catch up with the short knife, and the palm of his hand had not yet fully grasped the hilt, and on the eaves of the Leng family's mansion, there was a sound of swallow's wings crossing, and a black phantom ejected from the wall, looking back and shooting out a kunai, right in the tip of the knife.