Chapter 12: Qingling Mansion (1)

A motorcade of horse-drawn carriages drove down Chengdong Avenue.

Su Ran sat in the carriage, gasping from time to time. After fighting Xiao Leng, he went to inspect his injuries, and was hit by five darts in his chest, three darts in his abdomen, and one dart in his left leg.

However, a scratch on the left rib was hot, and he was hit by a steel fan, and Su Ran didn't expect it. Fortunately, after taking the pill given by Brother He, the effect is remarkable, the pain is reduced, and the wound is bloody.

Lin Yan sat beside her, anxious and annoyed, and almost cried in the end. Somehow, Su Ran hoped to be more injured in the future and let her sister take care of herself. Looking at her crying, Su Ran wanted to laugh.

"You're so stupid!" Lin Yan said angrily.

Su Ran didn't talk back, just smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, you shot in time and helped me block most of the snow with an umbrella." I really didn't expect Xiao Leng to release so many white rays. ”

"If I had known that, I still shouldn't have let you come. Lin Yan was very distressed.

"At least the result is good, everyone has seen it, and everything will be clear when they arrive at Qingling Mansion. Su Ran said, "There is Brother He's elixir, I will breathe for a while, and it will be better soon." ”

Lin Yan was speechless, so she had to be angry, but she was concerned in her heart. The two were speechless, and the convoy continued to move forward, traveling more than ten miles, and came to a green hill in the suburbs, slowing down.

The carriage stopped one by one, everyone got off the car, looked halfway up the mountain, and saw a blue-walled compound in the shade of the trees, faintly, like a Taoist temple. He Qingyun saw Xiao Leng trembling and said, "Don't be afraid, we just want to figure out some things." ”

Xiao Leng knew that this matter must have nothing to do with his father, and vaguely felt that things were not good. Although his father is weak and rarely pleasant, after all, father and son are the same, and if something happens to his father, he will feel uncomfortable.

He Qingyun waved his hand, and everyone walked along the mountain road. Halfway through, suddenly the smell of blood wafted in, which was very prominent in this lush forest, Xiao Leng suddenly realized that something was wrong, and shouted: "Wait!"

The crowd immediately stopped, thinking that there was an ambush, Xiao Leng turned his head and said, "Ah Hu, Ah Fu, who is guarding the mountain today?"

The mouthy Ah Hu snapped his fingers and said, "It's Ah Ling and Ah Wang, huh? Strange, it stands to reason that they should be here to enjoy the coolness, why haven't they seen anyone?"

After hearing this, He Qingyun immediately walked towards the forest where the smell of blood was getting stronger, and exclaimed after a while. Everyone was shocked and followed, but saw two black-robed men lying on their backs in the knee-high grass, with a black blood mark on their throats, wanting to die for a long time.

Xiao Leng gasped: "Ah Ling, Ah Wang......" Ah Hu and Ah Fu saw their companions die, their hearts were torn, and they shouted angrily, and they were about to rush towards the mansion, and the disciples of Xiaoxiang Pavilion hurriedly stopped it.

He Qingyun's face sank: "Xiao Leng, have there been strange guests visiting Qingling Mansion recently?"

Xiao Leng shook his head: "I'm often outside, I don't know." When I was at home, I didn't see any guests coming. ”

"These two servants died here, and the people in the house are also very lucky......," He Qingyun said in a low voice, "Your father is in big trouble." ”

Xiao Leng was stunned, thinking that his father might have died at this time, he felt a chill in his heart, but he wanted to cry without tears. He Qingyun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, felt the fluctuations of his true qi within a radius of one mile, and just shook his head after a moment.

"Qingyun City Lord, how is it?" Zhong Mubai asked.

He Qingyun said: "I didn't notice it, maybe the perpetrator has left." Or if his martial realm is above me, if I don't use my true qi, I won't feel it. ”

"In this way, I only have to find out in the house. Zhong Mubai said in a deep voice.

Su Ran listened to it on the sidelines, but he didn't expect that this matter would involve human life, and immediately said: "Brother He, I can still fight!"

Lin Yan was angry when she heard this, but He Qingyun said: "If you really want to fight, you can't go." ”

Su Ran wanted to say more, but when he saw the master's glare, he had to swallow the words back. Everyone was on alert, cheered up twelve points, and continued to go up along the mountain road.

After a while, they came to two large bronze doors, and on both sides of the stone steps were two more servants, their throats slit, the same dead face. The three members of the Xiao family endured the pain, and after a brief inspection, they entered the mansion with He Qingyun and others.

In the courtyard, there were dead domestic servants, long knives and sticks scattered aside. Xiao Leng was already extremely cold, seeing that no one in the house was spared, he became more and more worried about his father's safety, and no longer thought about his father's badness, only hoped that he was still alive!

He Qingyun stepped forward to inspect the blades on the ground, there were no scratches and damages, thinking that there was no fight, and seeing that everyone was dead, it seemed that the murderer's martial arts were extremely high, and the situation was overturned, killing all the servants in an instant.

He Qingyun led everyone around the side corridor, through a few stone arches, and came to the backyard. On the ground paved with bluestone bricks, there are many crows parked around, and they should not appear in this warm place in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xiao Leng was stunned suddenly, and saw that in the middle of the backyard, a middle-aged man in a cyan scale robe was sitting on a wooden chair, his hands were cut behind his back, and he was tied by a thick iron chain, facing him.

The man's robe was full of holes and bleeding, but his face was cold, as if he couldn't help him with pain all over his body. But when he saw Xiao Leng, his eyes froze, he slowly raised his head, and his voice was low: "Leng'er?"

"Daddy...... Dad!" Xiao froze in place, trembling all over. After a while, he finally came back to his senses, and was about to rush to the courtyard, but he heard the man scold angrily: "Bastard!

Xiao Leng just came out with his left foot and stopped again. Why did my father insult himself like this at this time? After thinking about it for a moment, he immediately understood that there was probably an ambush in the courtyard, and it must be very dangerous to step forward.

Everyone was solemn, and he didn't dare to step forward when he drank it. He Qingyun said: "Senior Xiao, what happened?"

Xiao Bufan saw the face of the visitor clearly and said, "Qingyun, you are here too." ”

"Senior Xiao, who were you injured by?" He Qingyun said in a low voice.

"A master. Xiao Bufan said.

He Qingyun saw that he still didn't want to say, so he directly singled out: "Your son had a dispute with Xiaoxiang's disciples in Jiangliu City today, and he made a strange move, but he happened to be seen by me. Childe said you taught it, but I don't know what moves you taught?"

As he spoke, he asked Su Ran to take a step forward: "You see that he is covered in scars, but it is not caused by Fan Feng." I would like to ask my seniors, dare to ask if there are other martial arts in the house besides fan gong?"

These words made Xiao Bufan's eyes widen, and after a while, he became angry, and was about to reprimand, but when he saw Xiao Leng kneeling down directly, his voice trembled: "Dad! It's me who is not good, I used the martial arts you taught me!" I thought it was the secret science of the house, but I didn't expect it to be the blowing snow in the Eight Styles of Heavenly Dao...... Dad, what the hell is going on, don't hide it anymore!"

Hearing him say sincerely, Xiao Bufan couldn't say the scolding words that came to his mouth. He Qingyun took the opportunity to say: "Yes, senior, because of the magic of blowing snow, it must have brought you a lot of trouble in the house, so you might as well say it clearly." If he is coerced, He will do his best to help!"

Xiao Bufan didn't answer for a long time, and lowered his head. After a long time, he snorted coldly and said quietly: "Do you help with all your might?"