Knowing that King Yong was coming, Feng Xiying was finally a little more down-to-earth in his heart, at least King Yong knew that he was here, and he would definitely find a way to save himself out, who knew what that Helian Rongke was going to do when he caught him.

Feng Xiying sat back on the ground, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, anyway, he couldn't get out now, it was better to recharge his energy, and it was difficult to say if he was going to run a marathon later.

King Yong confirmed Feng Xiying's location, and he also felt relieved, so he carefully thought about the follow-up routine.

"By the way, Lord Wang, I came to tell you that I found Hai Lanzhu." He suddenly reacted to this incident and hurriedly reported it to King Yong.

King Yong nodded, still thinking about the way.

I don't know what kind of mechanism this Yizhuang has installed, it can be so hidden, of course, King Yong can directly knock them down when they are ready to solve themselves tonight, and then slowly find it himself.

But if she can't find it, Feng Xiying is afraid that she will be trapped underground and die, so she still has to think of a way to be safer.

"Where's Hai Lanzhu?" King Yong asked casually, collecting all the favorable clues as much as he could.

He stammered for a moment before saying, "I heard it's in a kiln." ”

"Kiln? Is she still that kind of girl? "This is a bit surprising, Hai Lanzhu doesn't seem to have such a heavy social atmosphere, is it still so hidden?

"This is still uncertain, after all, the subordinates have not conducted field investigations, but listening to the secret guard's statement, it is not quite like it." Pick up his analysis.

Things seem to be getting more complicated.

Not to mention what Helian Rongke did when he found this person who looked like his sister to his side, even her identity was more troublesome than King Yong imagined.

A name suddenly flashed in his mind, and King Yong whispered, "It can't be them, right?" ”

"Lord Wang, who are you talking about?" Pick up a blank face.

"Enchanting Pavilion." King Yong's eyes gleamed in the faint light of the fire.

Picked up and was stunned: "How is it possible?" Haven't they been surrounded and suppressed by the imperial court a long time ago? ”

This Charm Pavilion sounds like some kind of unserious place, and it's really not very serious, but it's not a place, it's an organization, a killer organization.

The organization is full of young and beautiful women, who are specially hibernating around assassins or mission targets, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

Because one of the emperor's favorite sons died at the hands of this organization, the first emperor gave a death order to completely destroy this organization at any cost, and would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let go of one.

The imperial court has made such a vigorous rectification, it is said that the Charming Pavilion has long been a legend in the rivers and lakes, could it be that there were still fish that slipped through the net back then?

When he mentioned this, King Yong thought of a face that was overwhelming the country and the city in his mind, and asked: "Will you still use the Turtle Breath Dafa?" ”

He nodded: "Why is the prince asking this?" ”

King Yong didn't answer him, he raised his hand and punched him in the face, and two nosebleeds immediately spurted out.

He covered his nose with a frightened face: "Lord Wang! What do you do? ”

"Borrow some blood." King Yong finished speaking lightly, grabbing the collar he had picked up and beating him again.

He was caught off guard by the beating, and the whole person was stunned, even if he wasn't stunned, he didn't dare to fight back.

It wasn't until he found that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was about to faint, that King Yong stopped and wiped the blood on his face and rubbed it on his chest in disgust.

"Lord Wang, what are you doing here?" Pick up the stars in your eyes.

"Die yourself first, or I'm afraid you'll really die if they stab you at night." King Yong finished rubbing the blood, pulled out a knife and stuck it in his chest, made sure that the disguise was perfect, and found a place to sit down.

"So what should I do?" Half of his face was swollen, and he couldn't speak clearly.

King Yong glanced at him: "Lie on the spot and pretend to be dead, so that it will not be exposed." ”

He raised his hand and touched his face lightly, grinning in pain.

The two of them waited for a while, and then they heard a noise overhead, and hurriedly closed their eyes and waited for someone to come.

The old man led the people down the ladder and entered the underground chamber.

"Why didn't you respond?" The old man's voice came, and then footsteps approached the two of them.

King Yong felt someone reach out under his snort for a moment, and then replied, "Dead." ”

"Dead? Check it out? The old man's tone was still full of suspicion.

Then he put his hand on his neck again, and stopped for a moment before saying, "It's so dead, and my body is starting to get cold." ”

"It's okay, it's a little easier, find a barren mountain and throw it away." Only then did the old man believe in the fact that the two beat each other and finally hung up.

Soon King Yong and Shide were carried out, and then walked a distance, and were thrown to the ground hard, and they were just face down, almost not stretched, and jumped up in pain.

Fortunately, the strong desire to survive stabilized him, and if he was exposed, King Yong was afraid that he would have to peel off his skin.

The loess was quickly covered with two bodies, which was to be buried alive?

He quietly touched King Yong with his fingers, but he was almost screwed off, so he could only continue to hold his breath and wait.

"It's almost okay, just bury it, don't work so hard." Although the soil was covered, the people under the old man were lazy, and they were not buried very deeply, and their conversation could be faintly heard.

After making sure that everything around him was quiet, he began to move, struggling to crawl out of the dirt.

When he poked his head out, he couldn't help but gasp for air, and suddenly he had a pain in his abdomen, and he was kicked away.

King Yong landed in a chic manner and patted the loess on his body casually, but unfortunately his unkempt appearance was really not handsome.

Pick it up and hang it on the tree, feeling that the passing year is unfavorable, and you must go to the temple to ask for a peace charm when you are empty.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and keep up. King Yong took the lead in the front.

Pickup slipped down from the tree, covering his face and following with tears in his eyes.

After those people dealt with King Yong, they went straight back to Yizhuang, and when King Yong and they arrived, the doors and windows of Yizhuang were closed, and there was only a faint fire in the house.

King Yong naturally didn't want to eavesdrop on the corner of the wall, but he did this kind of thing very neatly, and he didn't need to explain to King Yong, his ears were already attached to the window.

"There has been news from the prince's side, saying that someone brought it, and we can prepare to go." It was the voice of an old man.

"But will the action be caught by King Yong's people now?" An unfamiliar voice sounded, it should be the old man's subordinates.

"Who feels bad luck when they see a dead person, besides, isn't it normal to carry a corpse out of Yizhuang?" The old man seemed to be sure of the plan.

After another silence, King Yong heard a low whining, as if someone's mouth was gagged and he couldn't make a sound, his heart tightened, and he quickly put his ears on it.

"If you are honest, you can suffer less, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless." As soon as the old man's words fell, he heard a plop.

King Yong clenched his hands, eager to rush up now, beat them, and rescue Feng Xiying.

But obviously they are still making bigger plans, and now they must not startle the snake, endure and endure, and King Yong restrained himself.

After a while, footsteps sounded, and King Yong and Shi De immediately retreated farther away, hiding their figures.

The old man poked his head out and looked around to make sure that no one was waving his hand behind him, and several people came out carrying a coffin.

"Lord Wang, do you want to act now?" I also guessed that it was Feng Xiying inside, but I didn't dare to act rashly without instructions.

King Yong stared at the coffin for a long time before shaking his head, unable to understand it, but he could only obey the order.