Liu Xiangwen turned to look at her daughter, Zhang Xinya had already cried silently when Bai Muhuai promised Zhang Xinyu and promised that she would be the only one in her life. In such an era, a lifetime and a couple can actually fall on themselves?

"Mother, my daughter likes him!" Zhang Xinya said what she thought was the least reserved thing in her life, and she really didn't regret it.

Liu Xiangwen's eyes were misty, and she patted the back of her daughter's hand lovingly: "Okay, when your father and your second uncle and aunt come back, let's discuss making a marriage for you and that kid, but there is a word first, you have to wait for Xi'er and Yu'er to get married before getting married, and you can't break the rules in an orderly manner, you know?"

Zhang Xinya was overjoyed, strode past Bai Muhuai, who was also happy, and knelt on the ground together.

"Daughter, thank you for your mother's success."

Saying that, he stabbed the man next to him, and Bai Muhuai immediately understood: "Thank you Madame, thank you for the county lord's kindness!"

"Huh?" Zhang Xin was miserable, and smiled reluctantly: "You're welcome... You are welcome... You two are fine. ”

She didn't forget what her aunt said just now, and they couldn't get married until she and her brother got married. Why is there such a thing as her soy sauce? If I knew that I wouldn't have pulled the red thread for five years or ten years, wouldn't they have to blame themselves to death?

Outside the city of Kyoto, more than a dozen fast horses rushed into the city with dust and sand, and stayed at the Yuelai Inn.

"Your Excellency, your subordinates have found out that Wang Qingyang was executed at the entrance of the vegetable market in the west of the city at noon today."

The blue-robed man stood with his hands in his hands, listening to the report of his subordinates. The silver mask on his face was shining with a clear color, and nothing else was visible, only a pair of refined eyes were revealed.

"Well, I know" The man turned around, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body, and said coldly: "Tell Qingmang to arrange everything in Luoyang, not a single bird is allowed to leak, the sect leader ordered that this is our first transaction in the rivers and lakes, it must be completed beautifully, go down and prepare." ”

"Yes, Right Envoy!"

The street is crowded with people, the sound of scolding is endless, the middle of the road is separated by the guards of Dali Temple, more than ten prisoner cars are moving slowly, the old and young women and children in the prisoner cars are all with shackles and shackles, the front are Wang Qingyang and Liu Ming, and the shackles are even more double.

"Behold, the two traitors are coming, and they are slew them to death, and they are slew to death......

I don't know who shouted, and all kinds of rotten vegetables, leaves, and rotten eggs fell from the sky and smashed into the prisoner car. Even the guards who escorted the prisoner car suffered with them, and their faces were stinking and coaxing, and the road was suddenly in a mess.

"Kill them, betray the country for glory!"

"It's not a pity for a dog thief to die a hundred times!"

"Bastards who eat people and don't do anything about people, kill them!"

……

A dozen bright-eyed men mingled with the people, exchanging information with each other. When the prisoner van reached a slightly wider street, he finally felt that the time was ripe. They flew out of the air together, and rushed to the prisoner car escorting Wang Qingyang.

Under the shadow of the sword and sword, the Praetorian Guards who had no time to react fell one after another, and those who reacted immediately rushed forward to meet the enemy, and the sound of the collision of sharp blades pierced the eardrums, and the common people no longer cared about the traitorous dog thieves in the prisoner car, and fled one after another to save their lives.

The colorful circle of light crackled in the air, and the stalls and stores on the side of the road were all shocked to sawdust, and the Praetorian Guards fought desperately, but the people who came were all masters, and after a while, they split the prisoner car, and flew away with Wang Qingyang, and when Long Xuanyu and several adults arrived, there were only human bodies all over the ground, and there was still the shadow of a thief.

......

"It's really bold, Kyoto City at the foot of the Son of Heaven can even make trouble robbing the Dharma field, check it out for me, and immediately send troops to take his nest after finding out....."

Long Xuanye in the court was already angry and did not choose to speak, in just a few days, the things that provoked Tianwei were one after another, and sometimes he even felt that everyone didn't take him as the emperor in their eyes, and the soft persimmon was not pinched casually.

Long Xuanyu stepped out, and said with a solemn face: "Brother Huang is not angry, the younger brother guesses that these bandits must be some mysterious organization in the rivers and lakes, after all, those who can easily snatch prisoners from the hands of the Praetorian Guards must not be idle, and it is not easy to exterminate them." ”

"So that's it? Where is my majesty? Long Xuanye flicked his dragon robe in a big way, and the air pressure in the court was lower. Everyone said in unison: "The emperor is angry!" ”

Still angry? It would be nice not to burn the Jinluan Palace.

Although Long Xuanye's anger was unabated, Long Xuanyu had a heavy mind, at that time, he had carefully examined the corpses of those sacrificed Praetorian Guards, and also interrogated those who survived, all the spearheads were pointed at an organization, --- Blood Demon Sect.

The cult organization that had disappeared from the rivers and lakes for five years was also the organization that Master sent him out to deal with this time. It's been five years, but I didn't expect their style of acting to be even more rampant and ruthless.

But who is willing to spend a lot of money to buy Wang Qingyang's life? Barbarian? It seems unlikely, because Wang Qingyang has been exposed, and there is no use value at all, so why bother? So who could it be?

In a ruined temple thirty miles outside Kyoto, Wang Qingyang was lying on the ground unkempt, with large and small blood marks on his body, which was shocking.

In front of him stood a blue-robed man, his silver mask glowing with the sheen of the sun, and even though it was warm sunlight, it was still cold and gloomy.

"How is the elder brother doing recently?" The masked man squatted down slightly and said lightly.

Wang Qingyang was angry, raised his head with difficulty, and sneered: "Didn't you see it?" Why bother to ask pretendly, if you want to kill, kill and listen to the respectful, where does so much nonsense come from? ”

"No, no, no, killing you is just a matter of getting a knife in your hand, don't worry, junior brother, I miss my senior brother very much, I have been thinking about you all the time in the past five years, so I have to talk about it well, right?"

Gently rubbing the blade in his hand, the man's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, which was completely out of tune with the conversation in his mouth.

"When you betrayed the Blood Demon Sect, you should have thought that there would be today, but we are not having a good time in the cold polar regions, not like the chic and happy clothes and food of senior brother."

With a bang, the sharp blade came out of his hand and nailed straight into Wang Qingyang's arm lying on the ground, and a miserable scream startled the birds on the tree.

"Ximen Xun, if you want to kill, give Lao Tzu a good time, the master was not as good as others. People die for money, birds die for food, I just sold some information, what's wrong? In Master's eyes, I'm just a dog, and there's no day I don't want to do it? ”

Wang Qingyang endured the severe pain and stared at the person in front of him fiercely, eager to kill him with an eye knife.

The man didn't take his anger seriously, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers that were not stained, and shook the handkerchief and applied it to Wang Qingyang's face, and a strange fragrance entered the snort.

Wang Qingyang was shocked, stretched out his hand and tore off the handkerchief, it was too late, I saw that his embarrassed face was crawling with green silk, all the veins were clearly visible, and then he screamed.

The man watched with great interest, as if he was enjoying the torturous pleasure very much.

"Little junior brother is merciful, in order to repay the senior brother for betraying the Blood Demon Sect at the beginning, I specially ordered me to torture you slowly, there are no three days and five days and you must not be allowed to die, it is best to give all the poison treasures that have been refined in the past five years to the senior brother once, use this marrow powder today, and change it to something else tomorrow."

He said it as casually as if he was discussing what to eat tomorrow, and his tone was so light and light that it was impossible for people to associate his words with something as bloody as murder.

Immediately after: "Oh, by the way, Master, his old man was a little unthinkable after being betrayed by you, and he traveled all over the world, and the current sect leader is a junior brother." ”

As soon as he heard the title of junior brother, Wang Qingyang's resentful and painful eyes suddenly changed to despair, the demon who kills people without blinking?

With all his strength, he got up and knelt in front of the masked man, and begged: "Ximen Xun, for the sake of our fellow disciples, you can give me a good time, little junior brother, he is not a human, he is a devil, he is so ruthless, he will definitely make me want to live and die, Ximen Xun, I beg you, I beg you, I beg you......"

Ximen Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, then opened suddenly, kicked open the stinky skin bag kneeling in front of him, the killing intent appeared in his eyes, and cruel words squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Why don't I remember that we still have a mentorship? Hu Yan, do you think you can hide your traces by changing your face? It seems that the intelligence network of the Blood Demon Sect does not make you feel a trace of fear, and people are often too conceited. ”

The indifferent steps had reached the door, but he turned around: "What you have received now is what you deserve, so enjoy this beautiful deathbed gift." ”

Wang Qingyang's body trembled and fell to the ground, letting the endless pain swallow him and no longer moving.

There are countless voices in my heart saying: This day has finally come......

On this night, when the cold moon was in the sky, there was blood in a courtyard in Luoyang City, and Zuo Zheng, the master of the Falcon Hall, was only wearing a shirt and holding a sharp sword, and his face was full of scars and blood, which showed that he was caught off guard.

The human bodies in the courtyard were lying on the ground, and there were still screams coming from all sides and rooms.

"Who are you? Why do you want to exterminate me? ”

Although he put on a defensive posture to meet the enemy, he still couldn't stop his hands that had begun to shake slightly. Zuo Zheng was surrounded by a circle of men in black, frightened and angry.

Fuck, he's swimming in the hot nest fish, and suddenly these wolf cubs come in the door, and seeing this big family fall heroically, he's probably not going to be able to run, why is there such a bad thing?

It must be that he usually does too many bad things with the beast king eight lambs, maybe he provoked someone who didn't die to take revenge on him, and wanted to send him directly to the west.

The man in black got out of the way, a silver-faced man walked over leisurely, Zuo Zheng subconsciously took a few steps back and became more vigilant, this man was full of danger, and he might be able to live for a while and a half if he was far away.

Ximen Xun raised a short thorn in his hand, and the silver thorn was the same as his mask, shining with a cold luster in the moonlight, and a soft sneer sneered from the corner of his mouth.