After returning to the Yinfeng Pavilion, everyone was already very tired, and they didn't say anything, so they went back to their rooms to rest.

Chen An's shotgun is changed, and he also has his own private room, which is next door to Shen Yi's big room, the space is small, similar to a compartment, only a wooden bed can be placed in it, and the wardrobe is a closet embedded in the wall. He went into the room, closed the door, sat down cross-legged at the head of the bed, and closed his eyes in meditation.

After a while, in his perception, the aura of more than ten zhang in a radius gradually calmed down, and only the sound of snoring quietly echoed, thinking that everyone else was already asleep.

At this time, Chen An reopened his eyes, a ray of essence flashed in his eyes, and he jumped out of the window when his body shook. And locked the window from the outside with a backhand with a shock, and left the Yinfeng Pavilion in a few steps, walking in the direction of his memory.

At three o'clock, it should have been the darkest time in heaven and earth, but the bright moon hung high, illuminating everything on the earth. But these had no effect on Chen An at all, and he returned to the previous mansion without any twists and turns along the way.

This time he walked through the main gate, and looking up by the moonlight, Chen An finally saw the plaque on the door.

It's just the three words on the plaque, but it gives him a little bad feeling.

"The House of the Long History".

Even if he came to Shangluo, how could Chen An not investigate the masters in Shangluo City clearly.

The long history of King Xuan is known as Jiang Tai who is known as "Receiving Tianzhengqing", this person was born in Confucianism and is a disciple of the heart, and a mouthful of "innate Haoran Qi" has been cultivated to the point of greatness on the outside, which can be described as standing at the top of the top, a half-step grandmaster.

In the face of such a person, with Chen Antian's unafraid temperament, he couldn't help but hesitate, thinking in his heart, maybe Shen Yi is really just here to socialize, and there may not be news of Kite, and even if Kita Jie also participates in the banquet, he may have left a long time ago now, so why put himself in danger. This thought surged out of Chen An's mind like weeds, and the intention of timidity lingered in his heart, making him hesitate.

The clouds in the sky are gone, the moonlight is a little brighter, except for a few gas dead wind lamps used for lighting, swaying in the miserable white moonlight, the rest is a blue and secluded empty house, which is more terrifying than a darkness, I don't know what demons and monsters are circling in the meantime, maybe the next moment suddenly pounced.

Faced with these, Chen An suddenly smiled, three years of comfortable life really made him lose too many things. The kind of ruthlessness that desperately struggled to fight for a line, the courage to dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky, and the domineering psychology that if I don't die, heaven and earth will cry together, these have all left him at any time. Chen An couldn't help but ask himself, if he lost these, would he still be able to reach the peak of martial arts?

Without thinking about it anymore, he silently used Xuangong, closed the acupoints around his body, completely cut off the connection with the sea of vitality, his essence and spirit were all converged, and his breath became more and more obscure. Groping for the layout of the mansion, he found a low wall, and jumped into it with two strands of force, and when he jumped high and fell to the bottom, it was all by the strength of his flesh.

Fortunately, his light skills are extremely high, even if he only uses his physical strength, it is not something that ordinary guards in the palace can discover.

Looking for the direction, he quickly found the previous flower hall, where the banquet had indeed been dispersed, and even the traces of the banquet were almost cleaned up, leaving only two servants to carefully wipe the table.

He silently touched behind the two of them, and without saying a word, his nails flicked, and a faint white smoke popped out.

The two who were chatting sniffed it, and their expressions gradually became confused.

Chen An stretched out his hand to stun a person, and quickly approached to support him, and slowly fell to the ground without making the slightest sound, and at the same time imitated this person's voice, and accosted another guy who looked a little more shrewd: "The few masters who came here today are all heroic and extraordinary, I don't know what they are from?

The man's expression was confused, but his voice was still normal, except for the sluggishness of the wiping movement, there was nothing unusual, just like the state of the casual conversation just now and replied: "How do I know this? ”

Chen An's expression was slightly sluggish, his eyes turned, he changed his thinking, and first described the image of Yuan Jie on weekdays, and then said: "This uncle is a foreigner at first glance, how can he become our master's guest?"

"That uncle, I heard that he is a relative of someone in the palace...... the servant's tone gradually increased, obviously knowing some gossip secret, and he was eager to show off.

But Chen An had no interest in continuing to listen at this time, and Kite Jie was really here. He had been to the Acropolis and had searched for the foot of the Great Snow Mountain, but there was no trace of Iris there, so he speculated that his person must be in Shangluo. But Shangluo is so big, how can he find it all, he can only wait in the only Yinfeng Pavilion that has something to do with him.

Now that he finally got the news of Kite, Chen An couldn't help but get carried away for a while, but he knew that now was not the time to think about anything else, so he quickly calmed down, and then asked: "I'm cleaning up in the West Chamber in the morning, they won't be staying there tonight, right?"

"West Chamber?" ** made the servant's mind not very bright for a while, and he thought for a while before he said: "But I cleaned Wenxuantai in the morning, there are only three of them, and they live in two waves? ”

"Wenxuantai", Chen An's eyes lit up, he just asked casually, but he didn't expect this guy to really know. He originally planned to search the entire Changshi Mansion, but it was difficult to guarantee that it would not alarm Jiang Tai, and he didn't even have any confidence in escaping from the location Dacheng.

No matter what the guy was still babbling about, Chen An had already left the flower hall and walked towards the path he had explored earlier. Although he has never been to the Changshi Mansion, and he doesn't know where Wenxuantai is, this is what he has been doing for more than ten years, but he knows the general pattern at a glance when he sees the mansion of high-ranking officials and nobles.

As for why he didn't ask the servant just now, firstly, the person who was controlled by ** thought slowly, and it was time-consuming to ask; secondly, the ** could only confuse his mind and make him choose what to say, if he asked some topics that aroused suspicion, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not wake up, and then there would be only one way to kill people, but to kill people in the house of Dacheng on the outside, when Jiang Tai was eating dry rice? Maybe that trace of killing intent just started, it could attract a master.

It's better to find it yourself, and it's safe and proper.

The so-called "Taiwan" is either in a high place, or in the middle of the water, according to these two ideas, Chen An quickly saw these three words.

This is the backyard of the Changshi Mansion, in the middle of an artificial lake.

Chen An was a little strange, why was it in the backyard, isn't the usual backhouse a residence for female dependents, and no matter how intimate the guests are, they are all arranged in the east or west wing, how can they be arranged in the backyard?

It's just that he doesn't seem to need to look for it anymore, because the next moment he saw Kite himself.

Winshare Terrace is actually an attic built on the island in the middle of the lake, there is a platform stretched out on both sides of it, this platform shape is strange and similar to the cornice, pointing directly to the sky and the moon, shaped like the two wings of the attic, into the wings of the high flying shape, the carved railing on the building, the colorful paintings are flying, the gorgeous is very named Wenxuan.

At this time, Kite Jie was sitting on the flying platform facing west, holding a bulging sheepskin bag, drinking to the moon. Although he wears the popular samurai costume of the Daqian people, his deep eyes and beard still highlight his identity as a Hu man. It is exactly the same as the image that Chen An has always known.

From the moment he saw Kite, Chen An knew that he didn't have to hide anymore, his posture was obviously waiting for someone, if he wasn't waiting for himself, Chen An really couldn't think of anything else.

Sure enough, in addition to Kite Jie, there was also a person standing on the east-facing flying platform, with five long beards, leaning on the top of the forties, dressed in plain white scribe robes, neat and clean. He stood straight on the edge of the platform, looked at Chen An with a leisurely attitude, and said bluntly: "Your Excellency came to visit late at night, I don't know what to do, tell me to wait?"

Chen An didn't have time to answer, but turned his head to look at the side, there was still a person standing there, nine feet tall, with ape arms and bee waist, and his body was full of strength.

Three tops.

This gave him no time to think about how he was exposed, because the first thought that came to his mind was how to escape. One Iris is not something he can easily deal with, not to mention that there are two existences here that are not inferior to him.

The moonlight was pleasant, brighter and brighter, and the sky and the earth were white.

Chen An straightened his back and gave up the unrealistic idea of pretending to be a servant to get by, since the other party was waiting for him here, there was no possibility of letting him fool the past, there was no chance of luck, the first strike was the king, and the late one was controlled by others.

Facing the moonlight, a shocking sword intent brewed on him, sharp and resolute, and in an instant, it rose to the sky, as if it was about to be slashed out to the three of them in the next moment, and the jade was burned.

Feeling this sharp sword intent and seeing the determination on Chen An's face, the white-clothed scribe couldn't help but be moved, and for the sake of prudence, he also withdrew a long sword from his sleeve.

With the sword in his hand, his whole temperament did not change much, but it immediately attracted Chen An's attention to him, including his two companions, and the tall one also looked at him a little. It's not that the sword is outstanding, on the contrary, it's too ordinary, just like a green steel sword on the street for five taels of silver, nothing unusual.

But Chen An, who has been in battle for a long time, will not be careless about this, will there be mortal iron in the hands of the top masters, the answer is definitely no.

The confrontation between the two sides did not last long, because Chen An made the first move, this is Jiang Tai's mansion, and the three people opposite are Jiang Tai's guests, and he is an uninvited guest, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to himself.

Body swordsmanship, famous sword flow, Chengying.

Now that the bright moon is in the sky, the performance of the Chengying Sword does not occupy the sky, but now Chen An has already achieved the best, and the Chengying Sword is by no means comparable to the original, and the swordsmanship has been launched. Chen An disappeared into the night in front of the three supreme faces.

The white-clothed scribe's face moved, as if he felt something, and the green steel sword pointed out, without the slightest wind, pointing directly at his shadow.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the shadow of the white-clothed scribe dimmed and brightened, and Chen An was thrown out of it.

As soon as Chen An stood firm, he noticed that there was a wind in the back of his head, a strong wind that was cold and seeping through his body, blowing in the snowflakes, as if he was about to blow everything into barrenness.

Thirty-six slashes of the wind and snow of Kite, Chen An'an moved his head, turned into a night practice, and used the wind against the wind.

As soon as he made a move against it, he felt that the air around him was suddenly sticky and stagnant, and the nine-foot giant man had already stepped to Chen An's side, his hands were raised high like a mountain, and his arms smashed down with a thousand pounds, and a mountain phantom appeared behind the giant man, and smashed down towards Chen An with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The white-clothed scribe was not willing to be lonely, and the green steel sword brought a little star shower, and the killing machine was hidden in the uncertainty. The rain of swords shrouded the shadows of the three of them, and even the reflection in the lake did not let go, completely blocking Chen An's all retreats.

The three of them didn't mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth for some reason, shaking the vitality of the sea, and the lore momentum that could be formed, if they came as masters of the exterior scene, they couldn't please them, and they would definitely end up dead or injured.

After setting up such a desperate situation, the white-clothed scribe did not show any joy, because he found that Chen An on the opposite side did not look panicked at all, but instead outlined a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was waiting for the moment when the three of them gathered.

It's not good, as soon as this thought came to mind, I saw that the sky and the moon seemed to light up so much.

The faint moonlight sprinkled down, just like the faint sword light on Chen An's body, this sword light was not sharp, but just a simple dream, making Chen An's whole person look less real, like a dream bubble.

In fact, it is indeed the case, the moves of the three people fell, there was no blood, no death. Hitting Chen An was like popping a bubble.

Because the real Chen An had already escaped by the moonlight and shuttled to more than ten zhang away.

Treading on the moon to find the secluded, dreaming without a trace, body swordsmanship, famous sword flow, containing light.