At nightfall, a black shadow came out of the Ling Mansion and flew towards the west of the city. This black shadow is none other than Ling Muyun, who has just rushed back to Beijing during the day, and this time he traveled in the middle of the night to find Wu Yingxiong.

Xicheng is the place where the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital gather, it can be said that it is the aristocratic area of the capital, many princes and nobles, and the mansions of important ministers of the imperial court are in Xicheng, and the mansion where Wu Yingxiong lives is actually his father Wu Sangui's residence in Beijing. And Wu Sanguigui is the Prince of Pingxi, one of the most powerful people in the Qing court, and naturally the leader of the Qing court's aristocratic circle, so his residence is also located in Xicheng.

Ling Muyun walked out of his mansion, and flew all the way to Xicheng, passing through the house and crossing the ridge, flying the eaves and walking the wall, just at the feet of the emperor of the capital and the earth, galloping wantonly, without any awe of the imperial power. However, it is not surprising that if Ling Muyun still had a little reverence for the imperial power, he would not do such a "rebellious" thing as killing the empress dowager and seriously injuring the emperor.

Because martial law has not yet been lifted, the curfew is enforced in the capital at night, and the common people stay at home honestly, and teams of city defense troops patrol the streets and alleys of Beijing. Ling Muyun also bumped into a lot along the way, but Ling Muyun, who was a master of his skills, didn't care about this, even if he collided with the city defense army, he didn't slow down, and just swept in front of these city defense troops or above their heads in a grand manner.

Because the night was dark, Ling Muyun's light skills were unique in the world, even if they passed in front of the eyes of these patrolling city guards, they could only see a faint shadow at best, and they couldn't be sure at all, they could only think that they were dazzled.

A group of city guard soldiers patrolling the West City walked the streets with spears in their hands. Many soldiers dozed off as they walked, and they were called out to patrol when they were not sleeping at home at night, and these usually lazy city guards really couldn't keep their spirits up.

Other soldiers, though not dozing off, were not idle. As he walked, he lowered his head and whispered there, talking about what the little widow of the Wang family on East Street has a white buttocks, and the little pink tits in Xiuchun Lou are big. The little daughter-in-law of the Li family on West Street and Zhang San next door have a leg, and there are bursts of obscene laughter from time to time.

The leader of the team occasionally turned around and scolded a few times, although it was a reprimand, but it was not harsh. The laughing soldiers lowered their voices a little and went about their own business. This situation was so common among the city guards, and it was the same for all the soldiers on patrol.

Although the time for the Manchu Qing to enter the customs was not too long. The army has become corrupt and degenerate a lot, and the former Eight Banners Iron Cavalry have become cockfighting lackeys, and these city defense troops stationed in the prosperous place of Beijing are even more unbearable.

Although the Qing court was angry because Ling Muyun went to the palace to make such a fuss, it was the emperor and a group of officials under him who were angry, what did it matter to these little soldiers? Those officials are relaxed, as soon as the upper lip touches the lower lip, it is martial law and curfew. But aren't they the pawns who are really responsible for running errands?

During the day, martial law is checked. Because there is oil and water to be fished, it can still inspire the spirit of these city defense soldiers, but this night curfew patrol, tossing people and no benefit, who wants to do it? It's strange that they can be serious.

At this very moment. Ling Muyun flew from the houses on one side of the street to the houses on the other, just past the heads of the patrol officers and soldiers. A patrol soldier Ding raised his head and yawned, inadvertently caught the shadow of Ling Muyun flying by, and couldn't help but let out a "huh", pulled the sleeve of a person next to him and said, "I seem to have seen a black shadow flying over my head just now." ”

The man on the side glanced up with his eyes, but saw nothing, so he said angrily: "Where is there any dark shadow?" Have you not slept at all during the day, I have told you a long time ago that if you are on duty at night to patrol, you will sleep first during the day, and you will be sleepy at night in the province, and you just won't listen. Look at it now, I'm still walking and I'm starting to talk in my sleep. ”

"No, I really saw a black shadow flying over our heads in a trance."

"You said it was a trance, and a trance is a precursor to sleeping and dreaming."

"Am I really sleepy?" The soldier was also said by his companion to be unconfident, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, and then looked up again, but at this time, Ling Muyun had already swept out of the unknown distance, where could he still see it?

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Ling Muyun naturally didn't know about these small episodes on the road, he swept all the way, and it didn't take long for him to arrive outside Wu Yingxiong's mansion. Seeing that there were soldiers guarding the door of the mansion, Ling Muyun naturally would not be stupid enough to break through the gate, but turned to the back wall of the mansion, listened to no movement inside, and immediately entered over the wall.

Entering the mansion, Ling Muyun found that the garrison of the mansion was extremely tight, three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, and from time to time you could see patrolling guards walking by, in addition to the scale, in terms of defense density alone, it was not inferior to the palace by half a point, and even exceeded. Ling Muyun couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, knowing that Wu Yingxiong was most likely frightened by the incident of his invasion of the post house and coercion the night before, otherwise he would never have made such a battle.

However, it is a pity that although the guard force of Wu Yingxiong's mansion is strong, it is still a little hot to deal with Ling Muyun, especially when he has already obtained the structural defense map of Wu Yingxiong's mansion from Qi Yuankai in advance, the security arranged by Wu Yingxiong with great efforts is not a void in Ling Muyun's eyes, but it is not much worse.

Ling Muyun dodged the guards all the way through the house, and according to the map provided by Qi Yuankai, he successfully touched the main courtyard of the back house where Wu Yingxiong lived.

As soon as he approached the courtyard, Ling Muyun felt that there was a rather strong aura hidden in the courtyard, guarding the room where Wu Yingxiong lived, there were people lurking in front of the house and behind the house, there was no dead angle at all, unless he could fly to the sky, it was impossible to sneak into Wu Yingxiong's bedroom unnoticed.

Obviously, after experiencing the last incident, Wu Yingxiong attaches more importance to his safety, and his defense force is more than twice as strong as before.

Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun didn't bother anymore, and immediately appeared from the shadow in the corner of the wall where he was hiding, his body moved, and he jumped in front of the courtyard wall, and then rose up, flying over the courtyard wall like a big bird, and fell into the courtyard where Wu Yingxiong lived. Since it's no longer possible to sneak in, let's do it openly. "What people!" Several shouts sounded in the courtyard almost at the same time, and then several figures rushed out from all corners of the courtyard, rushing towards Ling Muyun like a tiger, and one of them was the closest to Ling Muyun in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of here!"

Ling Muyun snorted coldly, shook his hand and slapped out with a move to descend the dragon in the eighteen palms of Kang Long.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", Ling Muyun's Kanglong regretted colliding with the man's palms, only hearing the two sounds of "click", the man's arms couldn't bear the force and broke directly, and the strong palm force hit his chest, knocking his entire chest cavity down, a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments spewed out, and his body flew back at a faster speed than when he came, and fell to the ground with a "plop" and did not move.

Ling Muyun's instantaneous killing method surprised the guards in the courtyard who were responsible for protecting Wu Yingxiong, but these people were also experienced in a hundred battles, so they were only slightly stunned, and then rushed towards Ling Muyun with their blades.

However, Ling Muyun was impatient to entangle with these guards any longer, and immediately shouted: "Stop me, I'm here to send an antidote to Wu Yingxiong, if you don't want Wu Yingxiong to die well, stop me, otherwise I'll turn around and leave, you just wait to collect Wu Yingxiong's body!" ”

"Stop, everybody!"

A shout suddenly sounded, and several guards who were about to pounce in front of Ling Muyun froze, stopped rushing forward, but still held their blades and stared at Ling Muyun with unkind eyes,

The other two ran to rescue the guard who had been knocked away by Ling Muyun. It was only when they came to the person and took a look that they found that the person was already out of breath, and the two people immediately turned their eyes to Ling Muyun angrily, and the hatred and killing intent in their eyes were obvious to even fools.

Ling Muyun didn't care about this, if his eyes could kill, then he would have been killed many times, and he wouldn't be standing here properly.

Looking at the person who gave the order, he saw that it was a tall and thin military attaché, this person Ling Muyun was no stranger, it was Yang Yizhi, the chief military officer who was responsible for protecting Wu Yingxiong when he broke into the post house last night.

"It's Mr. Yang, let's meet again, go inside and report to your master, just say I'm here." Ling Muyun smiled faintly.

Speaking of which, Yang Yizhi's martial arts are still quite good, he can fight with Lu Gaoxuan, and he can be regarded as a first-class master in the rivers and lakes. However, for Ling Muyun now, it is a wave of his hand, so it is not worthy of his attention.

Although Ling Muyun was still masked with a black veil, Yang Yizhi obviously recognized his identity from his figure and voice, and said, "You wait here first, and I'll go in and tell the world." ”

"Go ahead, I'm not in a hurry, but I think your master must be in a hurry. Hahaha......"

What Ling Muyun said was not bad, Wu Yingxiong was indeed in a hurry, after all, his life was in the hands of others, how could he not be in a hurry? Therefore, Yang Yizhi, who went in to make a report, quickly came out and said to Ling Muyun: "This, the son of my family invites you to come in." (To be continued.) )