"II. Where are the two girls?" The shopkeeper's trembling voice sounded outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Han Xiluo asked knowingly.

"I. My master invited the two young ladies to come over for a while."

"Your master."

"Just. . . It's the city lord of Qingcheng." At this time, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the shopkeeper. The scene downstairs before is vivid. Who would dare to mess with these two ruthless characters?

"Where to go."

"The city lord has sent someone downstairs to wait for the two young ladies."

"Oh. They all killed his family. The city lord is still so polite. It's not going to be a Hongmen feast." Lan Ling'er suddenly interjected. In general. The two of them should have been extremely panicked at this point. But from their tones. Where to feel what panicked jacket. Distinctly with more provocation is pretty much the same.

"This. It's not clear what this little one is." He's a messenger. Neither end dares to offend.

"Let them wait first. We'll take a little more rest and let them go." Han Xiluo said lightly.

"Hugh. Rest." The shopkeeper stared at the closed door with his mouth wide open. These two aunts and grandmothers. What the hell does the ancestor want to do? The lord of the city sent for them. They even told the people downstairs to wait first. Wait until they're well rested before leaving. This is clearly not taking the city lord seriously.

"I don't understand. Do you want this girl to come out and tell you herself?" Lan Ling'er's somewhat cold voice floated out from the crack in the door.

"No. No. No. The little one is going to talk back." The shopkeeper did not dare to make a momentary stay. I crawled downstairs.

"I thought that this Qingcheng City Lord would directly send someone to take our lives. I didn't expect you to ask us to come over as you said." Lan Ling'er was lying on the bed. Crossed Erlang's legs and looked at Han Xiluo.

Han Xiluo smiled faintly: "Do you really think that what their father and son did in Qingcheng, as the city lord, he doesn't know anything about it. It just didn't cause any big trouble. He turned a blind eye. After all, it's my own uncle. Did he really let him kill his relatives in righteousness? Probably he wanted to. The old man above him won't let him do that."

"Looks like the city lord has to thank us properly."

"Not necessarily." Han Xiluo's pupils shrank. After all, I have never come into contact with this Qingcheng City Lord. He has no idea what he is like. Now it is difficult to determine whether this is a Hongmen banquet or a thanksgiving banquet.

"What the hell? I'll take a nap for a while." Lan Ling'er hadn't slept enough. Now, of course, it is more reliable to make up for the cage first.

"Hmm. There is no hurry. I'll go back in the evening." Say it. Han Xiluo also leaned on the soft couch and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Knock knock.

"Open the door." Accompanied by a loud and slightly impatient voice sounded. There seemed to be several people standing outside the door.

Han Xiluo didn't open his eyes. Just a slight frown. A hint of unhappiness flashed across his face.

I saw that there was no movement inside. The knock on the door kept getting louder and louder. From the original knock knock to the back of the bang bang.

Han Xiluo's eyes widened suddenly. Look towards the door. And the people outside the house seemed to feel a cold gaze shooting through the door. Suddenly stopped knocking on the door.

"The people inside. Now come out for me. Our city lord has invited the two of you to Qingcheng Mansion. The two of them dared to hide and not come out." An annoying voice rang out outside the door.

Han Xiluo didn't answer. It's just a little strange that it's so loud. Lan Ling'er, who was lying on the bed, didn't react at all. Quietly came to her side. Only then did I realize that this chick had used her spiritual power to isolate all sounds from the outside. No wonder she didn't break out when she was so noisy.

Han Xiluo shook his head helplessly. Looks like you'll have to figure it out yourself.

I saw that there was no response in the house for a long time. Just as I was about to knock on the door for the third time. The door creaked open from the inside. One with a veil. Posture Miaoman. The woman with a hint of coldness in her eyes walked out.

"Don't know how to disturb other people's sleep. Isn't that rude?" Han Xiluo's voice was also chillingly cold.

"I. The lord of my house has ordered me to come and bring them into the house. Please come with me now." The leader should be the commander of the army or something. Because Han Xiluo knows. The reason why this Qingcheng was able to exist outside of the Three Kingdoms. It's because they have their own military forces and their own economy. Although the area is not large. But the soldiers were unusually brave. Experienced in combat. That's why the other three countries didn't dare to attack rashly.

"Didn't the shopkeeper just pass the word? We need to rest. Just repaired two mad dogs. Some felled. Go back and tell your master. No need to send someone to pick us up. We will arrive at your house on time in the evening." Han Xiluo said coldly. Turn around and close the door.

The commander reflexively stretched out his hand to put his hand against the door to keep her from closing. was preempted by Han Xiluo. Before his hand was at the door. was bounced back by an unusually powerful aura. The door slammed shut.

"Now. Right away. Disappear for me immediately." Han Xiluo came out of the door like an ice sword word by word. The body of the person standing outside the door trembled involuntarily.

"Head. What do we do next?" A small soldier walked up to the commander. Muttered quietly.

"Go back and tell your master the truth." The face of the commander was gloomy. The powerful internal force just now was already warning him. If you don't go. Then you can only bear the consequences. These two women are really not simple. This kind of internal force has never been seen before. It's so weird.

"Yes." Then a group of several people quickly left the wing room on the second floor.

"City Lord."

"Did you bring them back?" A lazy, magnetic voice came out of the veil.

"Back to the city lord. Nope." The commander knelt on one knee. Don't dare to look up.

"Nope."

"Back to the city lord. The two girls said it was late in the evening. Will show up in the house on time." He didn't dare tell his master that the two arrogant women were taking a nap in the inn. Outsiders may not know. But they have always been with their masters. The strange character of the master. If it annoys him. I don't know what he's going to do in the next moment.

"Good. Very good. Go down." There was an unpredictable hint of a smile in the man's voice.

"Back to the city lord. The bodies of the eldest lord and the young master have been brought back to the mansion. What to do next." Although the same is the master. But the two who died were too unpopular. There is no one in this house who feels sorry for their deaths. Except, of course, the eldest lady who has already cried and fainted. People don't talk about it. There is some schadenfreude in my heart. Some even feel grateful to the two girls who eradicated harm for the people.

"Bury in the ancestral garden." Although the same blood remains in the body. But in his eyes. Those two are just ants. How could he not know their wicked deeds? It's just that the old man is helpless to press it. He doesn't want to do anything to them.

"If the lord asks. How should the subordinates answer?"

"Answer truthfully."

"This. This."

"Do you want this bishop?"

"No. Subordinate orders." The commander bowed and quickly exited the room.

"Ghosts."

"Master." A ghostly figure appeared outside the veil.

"Let's go to the inn."

"Yes." The voice did not fall. The man is gone.

And inside the inn. Han Xiluo finally quieted down for a while. But I noticed that a strange aura appeared around the room. Sighing helplessly. The slight frown showed her impatience at this time. Suddenly opened his eyes. Han Xiluo said coldly: "Go back and tell your master. Don't send anyone to disturb Miss Ben's lunch break. In the evening. My sister-in-law and I will naturally appear. If you come and bother again. Miss Ben doesn't mind letting him retrain his personal guard."

The strange aura in the air clearly fluctuated slightly. Just in the next moment. The aura disappeared around the room with strange fluctuations.

Han Xiluo smiled lightly. No one should bother them anymore. I don't know what kind of situation I will face at night. So she must ensure full physical strength and a clear mind. What's more, Lan Ling'er didn't sleep all night last night. Now there is a greater need for supplemental sleep. That's why she didn't want to go to the appointment.

"Master."

"How."

"It's really weird. The subordinates only approached. She found out. It's just more strange to the subordinates. She has nothing but a strange internal force in her body that she has never seen before. It seems that she doesn't know how to do martial arts. But he can find out and warn his subordinates as soon as they get close."

"Oh. I don't know martial arts."

"Yes. The other girl who was sleeping on the bed was covered with this strange internal force all over her body. It seemed to cut her off from everything in the outside world."

"Sleep." There was a hint of surprise in the man's voice. In this case, the two women were still thinking about sleeping. It's a little too different. The corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile of interest.

"Yes. They're on a lunch break."

"Good. Very good. I really want to see what kind of women these two are."

"City Lord." His voice was not broken. A middle-aged man's voice sounded outside the door. And this middle-aged man is the housekeeper in this house.

"What's the matter?"

"The lord already knows. At this time, he was furious in the front hall. Let the little one come over and ask the city lord to come over." The butler said respectfully.

"You go and tell the master. Let's just say that the Lord is in retreat. I didn't have time to see him." As soon as he heard that his own father was looking for him. His head hurts a little. I think he is not afraid of the city lord of Qingcheng. The only thing that can't be done is the old man. If you let him make a fuss. He didn't know what he would be tortured into.

"Yes." The ghost quickly disappeared in front of him.

It's just that Rao is a ghost no matter how fast. It's just as fast as Feng Yunhe, the old head of the Feng family in his courtyard.

"Retreat. There is such a big thing happening to the Feng family. He still has a mind to retreat." A sound like a bell. The voice of rage resounded throughout the mansion.

"Ugh." The male protagonist of the Feng family in the house holds his forehead with one hand. A helpless look. Then a dodge disappeared into the veil.

Bang. The door was kicked from the outside and flew inside.

Accompanied by the sound of the door panel falling to the ground. The angry roar sounded again: "Feng Mohan. Get the hell out of here."

Just waited for a while. There was still no response from the room. The old master of the Feng family's face sank. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Come on. Burn it for me. I don't believe he's going to get out of here."

"Ahh Burn." The old butler on the side was completely stunned.

Burn. What to burn. Could it be that it burned down the house of the owner? Suddenly. A cold sweat broke out of my spine. I swallowed my saliva unconsciously. Burn. Or don't burn.

"Still stunned for what to do. Burn it for me. Burn down his house."

"Ahh Be. Yes." The butler staggered and was about to run out to call someone. Come burn the house. When. One full of doubts. With a voice of discontent came from behind them.

"Is Daddy planning to burn down the owner's house?"

"You finally showed up for me." Feng Yunhe narrowed his eyes. stared at the demon-looking son in front of him. A gloomy face.

"I don't know what made your old man so angry." Feng Mohan pretended to be ignorant and looked at him.

"What's the matter. Don't tell me you don't know what's going on with our Feng family." Feng Yunhe didn't know that his son was pretending to be stupid with him.

"If Daddy is talking about uncle and cousin. The Lord knows." Feng Mo said indifferently.

"Know. I know that you also gave Lao Tzu a retreat. Don't hurry up and catch the murderer back to Fengfu. Fight for your life." Feng Yunhe scolded coldly.

"Fight for life. Dad, you're really confused and still pretending to be confused. If I just catch the murderer in Fengfu and kill him. Aren't you worried that the people have a grudge against our Feng family? To know. In their opinion. This murderer has been eliminated for the sake of the name." Feng Mohan said that the clouds are light and the wind is light. But there is an unmistakable affirmation in the words.

"i.e. Even so what. Those who dare to touch my Feng Mansion. It doesn't matter who it is. We all have to pay a price." How could Feng Yunhe not know about the despicable deeds of his eldest brother and nephew in Qingcheng. But even so. He also couldn't tolerate anyone who dared to touch his Feng Mansion. Dare to provoke the majesty of his Feng Mansion.

"This is a matter that the Lord will take care of. You don't have to bother. It's better to arrange their funeral."

"No. I'm in charge of that."

"Then you might as well be the head of the house."

"You."

"Alright. I'll give you an explanation after tonight." After speaking. Don't wait for his dad to react again. A dodge vanished into the room.

Feng Yunhe looked angrily at the place where he disappeared. Teeth rattle.