Chapter 142: We, We Want Your Life!

The rain was heavy outside, there were few pedestrians on the street, and there were no customers who wanted to solicit customers, so I was even more irritable, so I simply stopped standing at the door, closed the door, and sat in the hall and complained: "This damn day, it's okay at noon, why is it raining, how much silver is delayed for the old lady." ”

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and two people entered.

"Yo, two masters, this dress is novel, what are you going to play......" The old bustard looked at the two mysterious people in cloaks in front of him, skillfully dressed almost.

Bang Dang!

The door was slammed shut and locked from the inside.

"You two, who are you?" The old bustard's face began to change, and after a long time, she immediately noticed that something was wrong!

"We're going to get something from you." The voice of the man under the cloak was so hoarse that he could barely tell that it was a woman.

The old bustard raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a little colder: "Hehe, two, what are you going to want?" ”

"We ...... Kill you! ”

Swish!

The arm under the cloak suddenly raised, and a sword shadow slashed out.

The old bustard's eyes widened, and his two hands covered his neck, and his palms couldn't stop the surging blood.

"Cluck, cluck." The old bustard struggled to speak, but could only make a gurgling sound.

Whew!

A few more sword lights crossed, and the old bustard's body was cut into several pieces, tortured and killed!

"Ahh

More than a dozen thugs from Piaoxianglou poured out with swords and sticks in their hands, and stood staring at two mysterious people in cloaks.

Yewen and Yeman under the cloak glanced at each other, and their pupils were full of chill! The sword in his hand was raised, and his body fluttered.

Ahh

The room was filled with screams and the sound of weapons clashing.

The screams and fighting sounds of Piaoxianglou were completely muffled by the rumbling thunder outside.

……

Half an hour later.

The closed door of Piaoxiang Building opened from the inside, and Yewen Yeman walked out of it one after the other, the two of them were covered with blood on their cloaks, allowing the rain to wash over them.

"Sister Man, let's go back." Yewen couldn't see Yeman's expression, and vaguely felt that Yeman still had something on her mind.

After a few seconds of silence, Yeman spoke: "You go back first, I still have some things to do." With that, Yeman was leaving.

"I'll go with you!" Yewen hurriedly followed Yeman's footsteps.

Ye Man wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ye Wen, "Sister Man, we are all young lady's people, sisters who can be entrusted with life and death, your business is my business!" Yewen's tone was firm.

Yeman didn't say anything more, turned around, and ran towards the end of the alley.

Yewen followed Yeman, and the two ran two streets before stopping, and went to the room, and the two of them were ambushed on both sides of the street.

Lying motionless on the roof, waiting for some people to appear.

Da-da, da-da, squeak, squeak.

At the end of the alley there was a convoy, in front of which seven or eight guards rode tall horses, in the middle of which was a luxury carriage, followed by seven or eight more guards.

In the wide carriage, four people sat in a circle, not crowded at all.

"Your Highness the Seventh, Elder Yan, Miss Fang, you will come to the coming-of-age ceremony in a few days, this is the blessing that our Ye family has cultivated for thousands of years." Ye Xingyong sat on the outside, complimenting a few big people to talk.

Just now, Elder Yan and Miss Fang have agreed to come to the Yefu to observe the coming-of-age ceremony, and when the time comes, invite all the forces of Ningyuan City, the status of the Yefu will definitely be a head higher, and the Mingyue Sect and the royal family are not ordinary people can climb!

"As soon as your coming-of-age ceremony is over, we are also going to run errands, and this time we are mainly here to find something." Fang Lengqing faced Ye Xingyong, who was dozens of years older than him, and was full of swagger.