Sure enough, the evil wind just now came from a masked man who tried to sneak attack from behind, and he was holding an extremely sharp dagger in his hand, and the dagger reflected a cold light in the sunlight, which made people look creepy.

If Cao Yu had reacted sluggishly just now, this sharp dagger must have been inserted into Cao Yu's chest at this time, hitting the heart directly, and Cao Yu might have already ascended to the west and died quietly before Ah Jiu returned.

"Who sent you?" Cao Yu dodged to the side and asked loudly.

However, the masked man didn't want to answer at all, and the dagger in his hand stabbed straight at Cao Yu.

Cao Yu was originally holding a firewood knife, but when he was in a stalemate with the masked man just now, he was picked up by the masked man and thrown aside, and he didn't have a chance to pick it up at this time.

Cao Yu had no way to hide behind him, and the masked man was agile, and he suddenly felt a little desperate, thinking that he had not yet entered the Beijing imperial examination, but he was going to be assassinated halfway.

Suddenly the sound of weapons colliding remembered, accompanied by a painful **, Cao Yu opened his eyes, it turned out that Ah Jiu rushed back, and when he saw the masked man, he knew that someone had sent him to assassinate Cao Yu.

The masked man's arm was broken by Ah Jiu and twisted in a strange posture, and Cao Yu stepped forward and asked, "Who sent you?" ”

The masked man was a loyal man, he gritted his teeth and bit the poison hidden in his teeth, Cao Yu noticed his biting action and wanted to step forward to stop it, but the masked man was one step ahead of him, and when Cao Yu pinched his mouth, the masked man had already been poisoned and died.

Looking at the masked man's bloody hideous face, Cao Yu suddenly thought of something, turned out the masked man's clothes and looked at it, and sure enough, he saw the blood book he sewn on the middle layer of his clothes.

Cao Yu is naturally familiar with this blood book, but he didn't expect that he would send someone to assassinate him.

Looking at the blood book, Cao Yu's face was solemn and he didn't say a word.

Huang Xian Ling was drinking tea in the house at this time, thinking that after today, he could get rid of Cao Yu's big trouble, and he was naturally in a good mood.

However, one of the attendants hurriedly came to report that the assassination had failed, because Zhang Ze had sent an attendant to protect Cao Yu, resulting in the assassin's assassination not succeeding.

When Huang Xianling heard the news, the teacup in his hand slipped to the ground, and the good dragon well splashed everywhere.

He was furious and slammed the table, and the loud noise caught the attendant who came to report unexpected, and his body trembled in fright.

"Zhang Ze, it's you again, it's my good thing! I've been with you all my life! This sentence can be said to have been squeezed out of Huang Xianling's teeth, which shows how angry he is.

Huang Shouren, who was listening silently on the side, suddenly said: "Dad, I have a recommended candidate, and I will definitely kill Cao Yu." ”

When Huang Xianling heard this, he was originally overjoyed, but he thought that none of the assassins he hired at a high price could kill Cao Yu, and how could he kill Cao Yu if he was not as good as the people found by his shrewd son.

Huang Shouren saw that Huang Xianling didn't believe it, and he was also a little anxious, and hurriedly explained: "This person had a holiday with Cao Yu before, and he hated Cao Yu to death in his heart, and wished that Cao Yu would die under his own blade." The best person who kills is naturally the enemy. And this person is waiting outside the door right now, waiting for your permission to come in.

We could have come in and let Daddy test his hatred. ”

Huang Xianling listened to Huang Shouren's explanation, and thought that there was some reason, so he waved his hand and asked his subordinates to bring him in.

When the person arrived, Huang Xianling raised his eyes and saw that this person was Li Feng.

Ling Xiu'er opened her eyes and found herself in a state of chaos, and she struggled to move her limbs to escape from this dead darkness, but to no avail.

Her whole body was like falling into the deep sea, her ears were silent, and her eyes were shrouded in boundless darkness, and she wanted to scream, but her voice was choked in her throat, as if there was a ball of cotton plugged.

Suddenly, a ray of light flickered in the distance, and Ling Xiu'er saw hope, raised her foot, and walked towards that light.

The closer she got, the light gradually outlined the shape of a person, and a touch of uneasiness gradually rose in Ling Xiu'er's heart, and the closer she walked, the stronger the uneasiness became, like a small whirlwind kicking dust in Ling Xiu'er's heart.

In the center of the light, there was a person lying down, seeing that person's face, Ling Xiu'er's eyes widened, he was Cao Yu.

Cao Yu was in a pool of blood, blood was gushing from the third of the ribs under his chest, Cao Yu's face looked painful, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak.

Ling Xiu'er suddenly fell to the ground, tears were already in her eyes, she crawled to Cao Yu, covering the wound with her hands, trying to make the blood flow slower, so that Cao Yu would not lose too much blood and die.

"Don't, don't go, don't leave me. You said yes, and you'll come back safely. You're not that kind of untrustworthy person, are you? Ling Xiu'er choked up, her eyes as big as soybeans smashed on the back of her hand, and the feeling of heartache spread throughout her body.

"Xiu'er, Xiu'er, maybe I can't go home." Cao Yu struggled to raise her hand to touch Ling Xiu'er's head, her bloodstained hand trembled slightly, but before she could touch Ling Xiu'er's face, she fell again.

Ling Xiu'er cried and trembled, grabbed the falling hand, felt the body temperature of the person in her arms gradually dissipated, her body gradually became stiff and cold, and Ling Xiu'er's heart became so painful.

"Don't!" Ling Xiu'er woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and saw the familiar room interior, and the broken hair on her forehead had already been soaked with cold sweat.

The dream just now was too real, and that scene still made Ling Xiu'er feel frightened in her heart, she took a deep breath, and the cool air of the early morning also blew away her little sleepiness.

Ling Xiu'er turned over and got out of bed, took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and didn't want to stay in this room any longer, she was too depressed, she decided to go out for a walk.

Opening the wooden door, the creak was so abrupt in the quiet of the morning that it startled one or two birds perched on the branches.

Ling Xiu'er came to the courtyard, but she didn't expect to meet Zhang Ze, who was exercising in the morning.

"Lord Zhang, morning." Ling Xiu'er was the first to speak and said hello to Zhang Ze.

"Miss Ling, morning." Zhang Ze nodded, completely ignoring that he had changed his name, his eyes couldn't help but wander on Ling Xiu'er a few times, and he asked again: "Why did you get up so early?" ”

"I had a nightmare, get up and relax." Ling Xiu'er sighed lightly, did not say anything about the content of the dream, and maintained a polite manner.

But Zhang Ze seemed to be very interested in talking to her, and after a few conversations, Ling Xiu'er learned that Zhang Zezu was an official of the imperial court, but now his family is in the middle of the road, and it is not as good as before.

“...... Half of the capital's dignitaries, BMW incense cars are in an endless stream at my doorstep......" Zhang Ze said and couldn't help but be a little fascinated. If his family fights for a little bit of gas and does not decline so quickly, he doesn't know how to be a lackey of others.