It was night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was as if there was a black curtain in the sky blocking the moonlight, and the wind was rolling black clouds.

The wind is low and the pressure is low, and the temperature of the air plummets.

Inside the small hut, the warm flame of the stove danced, keeping out the icy humidity and the knife-like wind.

Even if it's just a dilapidated little hut, it's very warm at this moment.

It was only less than three miles away from the royal city, and Tianyi didn't dare to summon the Crystal Flying Palace, which was luxurious and beautiful but too ostentatious.

It is not conducive to hiding his whereabouts, but fortunately there is Zhao Feihu's small hut.

Next to the stove, Tianyi sat down on his knees, and the fiery red halo shone on his cheeks, and the slightly red was beautiful.

Suddenly!

A high-pitched crow sounded outside the house, some like a rooster's voice, but not entirely.

"It's time to go. Tian suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.

His voice didn't hit, but it came clearly into everyone's ears.

Zhao Feihu, who closed his eyes and recuperated, was the first to open his eyes, he was not sleeping deeply, but was pranayama.

Meditation can adjust his body to its most perfect state.

Not long after, after Tianyi's words fell, Tingxue and Shuangshuang, who were sleeping in each other's arms, also woke up leisurely.

Rubbing his eyes with sleepy eyes, he lifted the quilt and sat up.

Both of them slept in their clothes, and they didn't feel cold when they leaned against the thin quilt by the fire.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, when people are sleeping soundly.

Even in the nightlife, this point can make people a little tired, this is the way of all things, and normal creatures are no exception.

"The plan is simple, Flying Tiger is familiar with the route and is responsible for bringing Niu Niu to the designated location. Seeing that everyone had come to their senses, Tianyi said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Zhao Feihu nodded solemnly, although he did not speak, his eyes were full of perseverance.

If you are here, you will not fail!

Tianyi nodded in response, and then looked away at Tingxue, who was dressed in black robe by the fire.

I remember the first time I was chasing snow with Wagyu Niu, I was also dressed like this by the cold pool.

Under the faint light of the fire, it has a unique flavor.

"Listen to the snow in charge of the outside of the city, tonight the wind is very strong for us. Tianyi reined in and said.

"Hmm. "The plan was originally proposed by the snow, and tonight's strong wind was in her prediction.

The wind combined with the drug was enough to make the entire royal city sleep like dead pigs.

All she needs to do is take down the guards at the gates, it's easy!

"As for Shuangshuang and me causing chaos. Finally, Tianyi looked at Shuangshuang and said.

He is in the light, and both are in the dark, and the two complement each other enough to deal with the Ye family's masters.

And they don't need to fight with the Ye family's masters, they just need to attract most of their attention.

When Zhao Feihu left with Niu Niu, Tianyi was fully capable of using the Earth Walking Technique to escape with Shuangshuang.

For the rest, let the major forces in the royal city eat dogs!

Bait is not always bait, it can also be anti-customer-oriented!

"Understood!" both patted their chests and assured in a loud voice.

"Then, let's act!" Tianyi let out a low cry and grabbed his little hands.

As soon as his mind moved, a mysterious energy flashed, and the two of them fled straight into the earth.

Zhao Feihu and Tingxue glanced at each other, and then left the small hut.

Rustle...

The night wind whipped against the leaves, howling like a hiss.

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the darkness with the silver gun on his back, Tingxue took a deep breath.

With a flick of his fingertips, the small hut behind him was instantly retracted.

She suppressed the worry in her heart, and then turned and ran quickly towards the agreed place.

......

Wangcheng, Fu family.

In the majestic manor that is not weaker than the Ye family's ancestral land, there is a secluded small courtyard near the north.

The air froze together, and there was an aura of slaughter.

The whole courtyard was pitch black, except for a dim candlelight flickering in the small cabin.

Wisps of green smoke waft from the house, and the smell of incense burners helps to sleep peacefully.

A middle-aged fat man on the Taishi chair was dozing with a big belly, it was Fu Peng and Fu Sanye, who had met Tianyi before.

His squinted eyes left a slit, and he looked like he was asleep, but he wasn't asleep.

There were only two people in the room, and an old man with gray hair, dressed in a servant's clothes, stood respectfully by the coffee table.

He looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

The minute hand coincided with twelve, and it was already four o'clock in the morning.

The white-haired old servant bowed down, leaned over and whispered in Fu Peng's ear, "Third Master, the time has come." ”

"Huh?" Fu Peng cleared his throat, squinting his eyes reluctant to open them.

Licking his somewhat dry lips, he hummed in a nasal voice as if he hadn't woken up, "What time is it?"

"It's four o'clock. The white-haired old servant whispered.

"So fast?" Fu Peng said lazily and then didn't say anything, just raised his fat paws like pig's trotters and waved.

The white-haired old servant stopped talking, and finally turned and walked out the door.

For about three minutes, there was a soft creak.

The wooden door closed, and the white-haired old servant walked over lightly, standing beside Fu Peng like a sculpture.

"If you have something to say, don't hold it in your heart. ”

Fu Peng seemed to have a pair of eyes on his eyelids, and even if he squinted and napped, he could see the expression of the white-haired old servant.

The white-haired old servant confessed and whispered, "Why does the third master trust those newcomers so much?"

Tonight's plan mobilized more than seventy percent of the forces in the royal city, and the first link of this plan was handed over to a few fledgling hairy boys.

Isn't that ridiculous?

The white-haired old servant had a serious face, so he only dared to smile in his heart, and would never show it.

Hearing this, Fu Peng hooked the corners of his mouth, the fat on his whole face was squeezed together, and his voice sounded faintly.

"Trust? That kind of thing doesn't exist in my dictionary. ”

He slowly opened his eyes and sat up, and the white-haired old servant hurriedly picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea with both hands.

Fu Peng stretched out his hand to take it but didn't drink it, only held it in the palms of his two hands to warm his hands.

The white-haired old servant stood aside respectfully and remained silent, he knew that Fu Peng had something to say next.

"The adventure group that dares to use the word legend is actually quite interesting. Fu Peng grinned but didn't explain.

Wang Cheng's intelligence is not weaker than that of the General Intelligence Bureau under the Heavenly Dao Palace, and the most famous group of newcomers in Dongzhou has naturally received attention.

In this world of lust for profit and money.

Some people are greedy for power, some people like money, some people believe in strength, and there are some people who care about affection.

Fu Peng doesn't understand, and he doesn't want to understand, he's just a layman who likes money.

He has read countless people in his life, and no matter what kind of person he is, he can see each other's hearts as long as he walks through his eyes.

Tianyi, the leader of the legendary adventure group, the guy who was recognized by the Sword Saint Shiyu, is the one who belongs to that part.

Fu Peng believes not in Tianyi, but in his own eyes.

It was late at night, and it was quiet outside.

Wang Cheng is destined to be very lively, he just needs to sit quietly on the platform and wait with peace of mind.

Surprises come as expected. (To be continued.) )