The woman in the pink skirt took two steps forward, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything for a long time, her face turned red, and she was annoyed in her heart, only saying that she had missed such a peerless jewel, and a deep unwillingness and regret rose in her heart.

After Chu Luoyi left, Lord Feng opened his mouth, wanting to say something to Feng Ying, but he could touch her cold gaze, and finally sighed lightly and turned to leave.

After Master Feng left, the woman in the pink skirt looked at Feng Ying and sneered: "Let you go this time, anyway, your marriage is coming, and you won't be in the way of my eyes in this mansion in the future." ”

Feng Ying sneered and turned to leave.

Although under the design, her marriage became Liu Taishou's stupid son, but Brother Han promised to come to propose marriage before Liu Taishou's house in a few days.

Back in the courtyard where he was resting, Xiao Liuzi said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the woman in the pink skirt will vomit blood from anger." ”

Chu Luoyi thumped his head: "You, you're really getting more and more stubborn." ”

"But master, the slave seems to be very difficult to approach when he sees that Feng Ying, it seems that we have to wait for the opportunity."

Chu Luoyi nodded: "Although Feng Ying is disheartened with Lord Feng, she still has some precautions, otherwise, she would have been swallowed by the jackals in the mansion a long time ago, where can she live safely to this day." ”

Xiao Liuzi followed and nodded.

"It's enough to be able to get her attention this time, you pay close attention to her movements these days, no matter if you can find some clues from her, after all, she is Feng Ji's sister, I have a fateful friendship with Feng Ji, and now Yin and Yang are separated, and I always have to protect her well, so that he can feel at ease under Jiuquan." Chu Luoyi's eyes were gloomy, and he said softly.

"Minions understand."

And at this moment, in an old mansion in Tianshui City, the heavy door was slowly pushed open, and a man wearing a black robe and a silver mask slowly walked in.

The man held an unsheathed sword in his right hand, with a dragon's head at the hilt, as if ready to draw blood.

The man was cold, as if he had passed through the cold winter of the ninth month, his black hair was windless, his oppressive aura swept in like a tsunami, and a pair of indifferent eyes under the mask were like a cage imprisoning countless white-bone beasts.

There were several killer-looking men and women fighting each other in the old mansion, and a thick smell of blood was surging in the air.

"You little girl! Wait to warm Lao Tzu's bed tonight! A one-eyed bald man looked at the woman with a scar on the opposite face and said proudly.

"Hmph, you have to have that ability, there are not many men who can let me Lu Siniang serve, beware of dying in bed and not seeing the sun tomorrow."

......

The courtyard was noisy, although there were not many people, but they all looked hideous, and they knew at a glance that these people were all ruthless and brave, and each of them was by no means good.

The man with the mask slowly appeared in front of everyone, and several people quickly stopped the movements in their hands, lowered their heads and turned sideways to make a way, and the atmosphere that was originally quite lively was depressing and suffocating for a while.

The man in black was in the back hall, and his calloused hand twisted a porcelain bowl.

Crunch!

A small plank on the ground was removed, revealing a row of stone steps, and the man strode down, the plank falling and closing again.

Walking down the stone steps, there is a dark passage, the dark passage is a little gloomy, the walls are hung with dim oil lamps hanging at both ends, and the air exudes a faint smell of blood.

The man with the silver mask strode forward, and when he reached the end of the dark passage, his vision widened, and he entered a huge stone room, surrounded by several people, and the stone pillars were carved with pictures of fierce beasts.

The torches on the ground were piled up in several piles, occasionally a slight wind blew through the flames and danced flexibly, and many brass vessels were made into the patterns of fierce beasts, inlaid on the stone walls, some as decorations, and some were densely packed with mechanisms, real and false, if it were not for the owner of this place, it would not be clear.

Near the center of the chamber was a stone chair, not simple, with a piece of animal skin on it, and a skeleton embedded with jewels on each armrest at each end, which looked a little terrifying.

The back of the stone chair was stacked with stacks of skeletons, and the white bones of Sen Sen were spread out horizontally, and there was a small curved groove about an inch wide on the ground, surrounding most of the stone chambers, and scarlet liquid was surging inside, exuding a thick fishy smell.

The masked man walked to a few doors at the end of the stone chamber and stopped.

Twisting the brass mechanism on the wall, the door to the stone chamber slowly opened, and the door closed automatically after the masked man walked in.

This room is not large, and the most eye-catching thing is a screen of a beautiful martial sword in the middle of the room.

"I called you here this time because I asked you to do something." A peaceful voice sounded inside the screen.

The masked man raised his head, his gaze falling on a figure reflected from the screen, and did not speak.

"Do you know who the emperor of Great Chu is now?" The man behind the screen asked.

"Beiliuyun." The silver-masked man replied simply and simply, with a bit of murderous aura in his voice.

"Now Beiliuyun and her queen Yun Luoyi have come to Tianshui, staying in Feng Mansion, and are investigating the matter of the year, I want you to stop everything they are investigating and take their lives!" The man's voice was calm, but there was a sense of strategizing.

"My subordinates understand."

"You must know that these two people are very human, and they have the support of the two ancient clans of the Divine Dragon Sect and the Hunter behind them, and it is not a simple assassination that can achieve the goal." The man spoke again, seemingly knowing the two of them well.

The masked man did not reply, but continued to wait for the command of the man behind the screen.

"So you must plan carefully this time, remember to be foolproof, even if you fail to obtain the heads of the two, you must not reveal your identity."

A touch of murderous intent flashed in those cold eyes, spreading out the murderous aura of the room, he didn't answer again, and turned away without hesitation, leaving rows of blood-colored shoe prints under his feet because of the blood stains that he had stepped on the ground before.

Back to the previous stone chamber, the people who had been killed in the courtyard earlier were already waiting here, and in addition to that, there were some fresh faces, but without exception, these people were by no means good.

The man with the mask threw up his shirt and sat down on the stone chair, the silver mask was refracted by the candle light on the wall, and everyone else held their breath and lowered their eyes, not daring to be presumptuous.

"I want all the information of Feng Mansion and the Empress of Great Chu." The man spoke in a deep voice, and his words were full of domineering.

Feng Mansion.

At this moment, the Feng Mansion was very lively, and a team of people beating gongs and drums had just entered, these people were wearing brightly colored clothes and carrying huge mahogany boxes on their shoulders.

The box pressed the pole quite bent, and the red silk flowers tied up on the pole scurried left and right, and the little guys were sweating profusely, but they couldn't hide the joy on their faces no matter what.

After Lord Feng received the news, he hurriedly walked out, looking at the boxes of dowry gifts parked in his yard, he was a little confused, and then within a moment, everyone in this mansion got the news, even Chu Luoyi and Beiliuyun came to see the excitement.

"Lord Feng, Xia Guan is a retainer of the Duke of Korea, and on the order of Lord Guogong, he came to propose marriage to your mansion for Vice General Han, the son of Lord Guogong." The retainers stood in front of everyone and bowed to Lord Feng.

Before Lord Feng could react, the beautiful woman on the side was Aunt Zhao and said, "This.. But this government has not issued a marriage certificate before... Furthermore, please forgive the concubine for being rude, dare to ask which young lady in our mansion is proposing marriage? ”

Lord Feng reacted at this time, nodded, and seemed to want to know which of his daughters this Guogong Mansion wanted to marry.

Chu Luoyi's mind turned slightly, if he didn't guess wrong, the person this Guogong Mansion wanted to marry should not be someone else, it was Feng Ji's sister Feng Ying.

Although it was many years ago, she still vaguely had some impressions that Feng Ji was a young and promising general at that time, and had an excellent friendship with Han Xingchen, the second son of Han Gong.

But a crisis on the battlefield quickly changed the relationship between the two, the two fought side by side, bloody battles, although they still talked about each other after nine deaths, but they already cherished each other in their hearts, and regarded each other as their brothers.

Although she often fought side by side with Feng Ji, it was a coincidence that she was not on the same battlefield with Han Xingchen once, but from Feng Ji's mouth, she also had some understanding of this person.

"The second son of my family and the third lady of your mansion, Feng Ying, are in love, and I have come to give a dowry before, and I hope that Lord Feng will not feel abrupt." The retainer arched his hand.

When the woman in the pink skirt heard the news two days ago, her eyes suddenly showed unwillingness, she twisted the handkerchief in her hand fiercely, looked at Feng Ying who had slightly wet eyes on the side, and said with a smile: "The third sister is really a blessing, but when did she start to have contacts with the general of the Guogong Mansion, this news is really sudden." ”

The woman in the pink skirt alluded to Feng Ying's disobedience to the boudoir, and even privately engaged with the man for life.

Lord Feng frowned slightly, and did not speak for a while.

Aunt Zhao stepped forward at this time and said: "This marriage contract should be the order of the parents, the matchmaker's words, although Vice General Han is of noble birth, he has never issued a marriage letter before, and he came to the dowry in such a hasty manner, which inevitably seems insincere." ”

Aunt Zhao's words are reasonable, but whether she wants to seek justice for Feng Ying or want to stop this marriage, I am afraid that only she knows.

"This aunt is right, but presumably Lord Feng also knows that the world has been quite chaotic recently, and the war has not stopped, a few days ago, my lord went out to fight, and only came back recently, although the second son has long wanted to make a marriage letter, but he still needs to wait for the lord to decide, and a few days later, the lord will go to the frontier again to fight in Dachu, and the marriage of the second son cannot be delayed, so he is so reckless, presumably Lord Feng can understand." The retainers are every word reasonable, and every sentence is emotional, but people can't find anything wrong.

Lord Feng was still frowning, and said after a while: "Lord Guogong is afraid that he doesn't know, some time ago, Liu Taishou came to make a marriage letter, and now the marriage between the two families has been finalized, and we have already received the dowry of the Liu Mansion. ”