cpa300_4(); Situ He looked confused, but he immediately understood, and then laughed hoarsely.

"I see!

I still underestimated him in the end! Presumably, today, he is by no means the only one who died.

Four years ago, the Bloodwing Eagle Tower was raised by the prince of An Guo, and four years later, it also died because of that one - it can really be said that there is a beginning and an end!

"Since Guogong asked you to tell this sentence, then it must be to make my Situ He die to understand? So can you tell me who set the fire in my main hall today?"

He wanted to know, who did An Guogong fancy in his Bloodwing Eagle Tower, and who did the internal response to introduce this top killer in Kansai into the Bloodwing Eagle Tower?

"I don't know!"

The person in the black ink armor still replied in an indifferent voice: "It's just that today, there are four fire points that are on fire at the same time. “

Situ He was originally a little disappointed, but when he heard the words at this time, he couldn't help but be shocked, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth.

"Guo, Guogong, do you want me to have blood wings, blood wings and eagle towers to fight?"

That Guan Twenty-Seven didn't reply again, sensing that Situ He's breath had gradually dimmed and disappeared, so he withdrew the weapon in his hand.

Looking at the water thorn of the spirit rhinoceros that was dripping blood, Guan Twenty-seven let out a sigh.

This is only the first one - Situ He's strength is not weak, but it is not too strong, with the help of the elixir to reach the small heavenly position, these years relying on the Blood Wing Eagle Tower to make crazy money to purchase a human yuan level ink armor, but it is a second-hand product that the previous bloodline has not yet been cleaned, and it itself is not suitable for Situ He's cultivation exercises, so it is weaker than the normal small heavenly position.

But then, ten days later, another goal made him feel tricky.

He owed that favor to that person a few years ago, and it was really hard to repay-

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Almost at the same time, in a beef noodle restaurant located in the east of Xianyang City, Wang Bailing was eating noodles in his mouth. A bowl of beef noodles the size of a bowl has been swallowed by him in an instant.

It's just that Wang Bailing is still not satisfied, and slammed the table: "The shopkeeper has two more bowls, and they should be spicy!"

The guards next to him didn't care at all when they heard this, only one or two of them smiled bitterly when they looked at the mountain-like bowls on Wang Bailing's side.

However, it may be that he is no longer hungry, and Wang Bailing's action of eating noodles began to become 'elegant': "Yingchong that guy?

In front of him, there was a white-clothed scholar in his thirties with a handsome face, and after hearing this, he hurriedly replied with a smile: "The brothers who are watching the Anguo Mansion have indeed replied like this, saying that there has been no movement over there for a whole day. ”

After finishing speaking, this one couldn't help sighing: "This is really wonderful, just after the Duke of An Guogong did nonsense, why did he want to turn his face with Wuyang Ying's family? I knew that today, we shouldn't have voted under the door of that son. ”

"At the beginning, I didn't have a choice at all, so what did you talk about in the beginning?"

Wang Bailing thought while eating: "That prince has blocked the wind and rain for us for four years, and the silver money we have taken out over the years is also worth it." Later, you will prepare, withdraw 50,000 taels of gold tickets from the account, and you will buy some gifts with your heart, and I will go to Wang Shaoqing's Mansion in the west of the city tomorrow. ”

"Wang Shaoqing's Mansion in the west of the city?" is it Wang You, Shaoqing of Dali Temple?"

The white-clothed showman understood: "Isn't the hall master going to wait any longer?"

Wang Bailing sneered when he heard this: "What are you waiting for? If you wait any longer, it is estimated that the country that Lao Tzu has worked hard for five years will be finished." The gift must be meticulous, and you have to inquire about Wang Shaoqing's preferences. Well, by the way, send us all the incriminating evidence that we've collected over the years. Huaihua general Ying Shiji was driven out of the Anguo Mansion by Ying Chong, and the Wang family was also inseparable from Ying Chong. Using those things as stepping stones, you must be able to win Wang Shaoqing's favor. Without the care of the prince, but if we can take the opportunity to rely on the Hongnong Wang family this time, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. ”

"The subordinates must be well prepared and live up to the trust of the hall master!"

The white-clothed Xiushi replied, but secretly thinking about the so-called 'criminal evidence' of Yingchong. In fact, they are all trivial things, it is nothing more than their Heavenly Halberd Battle Hall, which served as a thug for the newly promoted An Guogong a few times, and then helped Yingchong set up a bureau and pitted a few of his opponents. For Ying Chong, who is hereditary and has the body of the star god armor, it can be said that it is not painful.

That Shaoqing of Dali Temple, can he really see it?

Although he had such thoughts in his heart, there was no difference in his face, and he was still respectful. At this moment, he saw a glimmer of fire outside the window next to him.

"Strange, where is this water? In this direction, could it be the Bloodwing Eagle Tower?"

Wang Bailing was stunned when he heard this, turned his eyes, and then sped up, swallowing the rest of the pasta in three or two bites.

After eating and drinking, Wang Bailing strode out of the door with a pair of halberds in his hand.

"Weird! That guy Situ He has always been careful, what is going on with this fire? Let people check out, what has happened to the other twelve eagles in the Bloodwing Eagle Tower?"

As he spoke, Wang Bailing strode in the direction of the flames. But although he was anxious in his heart to see what was going on in the main hall of the Bloodwing Eagle Tower, he was still extremely cautious when he walked. Not only was he surrounded by guards, but his fingers were always pressed on the Divine Armor Spirit Ring.

But Wang Bailing had only walked out of this noodle shop for less than ten steps, and he saw that it was far from a drunk, crooked figure that had broken into this alley.

Wang Bailing frowned slightly, glanced up and down at this person, and then ignored it. And the white-clothed showman covered his nose with his hands and scolded in his mouth: "Where did the drunkard come from?"

Wang Bailing didn't care at first, shook his head and continued to move forward, but just when he and the drunk man were about to stagger, less than ten zhang apart, Wang Bailing was suddenly startled and felt an alarm.

The drunken man was dressed in ink armor almost instantly, and two short spears seemed to drill like poisonous dragons. The two guards on Wang Bailing's left bore the brunt of the attack, cultivating as high as a seventh-order martial marquis, but they had no power to resist, and they were instantly pierced through the throat by these two shots.

"What a big bold!"

Wang Bailing's eyes were full of anger, and he was slightly shocked, and he subconsciously wanted to move the divine armor spirit ring on his fingers.

But at this moment, another sword light next to him slashed like a sword, faster than lightning. Even Wang Bailing couldn't feel the pain at all, so that his right hand was separated from his arm.

"Zhao Xuan?"

Wang Bailing turned his head in disbelief and looked at the white-clothed Xiushi next to him. This man has followed him for four years and has always been loyal, but just now, this man did not hesitate to cut off one of his hands!

It was also the first time he knew that his dog-headed military advisor, Mr. Bookkeeper, still had such good swordsmanship!

"My real name is not Zhao Xuan. ”

The white-clothed showman laughed, and his voice was as cold as a snake: "The prince has a word, before noon tonight, I will send you Wang Bailing on the road!"

Wang Bailing roared, and he wanted to retreat behind him, avoiding the ink armor that had already rushed over. He still has a chance, and the highest strength of these two people is only the ninth-order Martial Venerable Realm. Although that assassin can wear armor in an instant without the Juyuan box, this person should be a divine armor inherited from his ancestors, and his own strength is only seventh-order!

With these two people, how easy is it to kill a small heaven like him?

However, with this lift, Wang Bailing realized that something was wrong, not only was his body and limbs slow to react, but the breath in his body was also stagnant.

This made Wang Bailing's heart cold, and he already understood why he was cut off by this Zhao Xuan's right hand.

That's not because he couldn't take precautions, but because he was poisonous, and his facial senses were sluggish.

But where does this poison come from? There is absolutely no beef noodles, and it is impossible for me to be completely unaware. And the son of the world, the son of the world refers to that Yingchong?

How could it be him? No, it can only be him, what an An Guogong.

At this point, the two spearheads suddenly broke into his chest, but the real fatal blow came from Zhao Xuan. directly stabbed Wang Bailing's head. The head rolled and fell in front of the noodle shop. The white-clothed Xiushi walked on the slightest trace of blood on the ground, and with one step and one sword, he cut down all the guards who felt that it was difficult to move, until he chased after Wang Bailing's head, which was still wide-eyed.

Zhao Xuan first glanced at the word 'Wei Ji' in front of the noodle shop, and then looked at the store. I saw that the shopkeeper and the guys in the shop were all in a panic, and the only one in charge was slowly extinguishing the fire. The movements are unhurried and meticulous.

After seeing this, Zhao Xuan chuckled, then no longer hesitated, abandoned the knife and turned to leave. At this time, the killer who used the double spear had long since disappeared without a trace.

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"Why is there a fire? And more than one place?"

Wuwei County Palace, Wangtao Pavilion top. Ye Lingkong, the eldest grandson of the Ye Mansion, was a little stunned and looked in the direction of the east of the city.

This place is very far away from the east of the city, there is a distance of more than 20 miles, but this Wangtao Pavilion is built very high, up to eight floors, with Ye Hongzhi's eyesight, it is enough to see the fires in the east of the city.

The flames in these places rose quickly, but the surrounding defense teams seemed to have received the news in advance, and the response was quite timely, and the garrison was dispatched to prevent the fire from spreading.

It's just Ye Hongzhi, but he instinctively feels that this situation is a little unusual, several fires are ignited almost at the same time, as if they have made an appointment.

"Naturally, someone did it on purpose, the capital is in chaos, what did you think of in the sky?"

Ye Yuanlang, the king of Wuwei County, was sitting by the fence at this time, whisking the kite in his hand, and a song of the general's order seemed to contain a golden iron horse, majestic and passionate.

"Is it Jingzhao Mansion Yin?Chengdong?"

Ye Lingkong's eyes condensed slightly, and then he realized: "Ying Chong him, are you going to attack Jingzhao Mansion Yin?"

"Teachable!"

Ye Yuanlang bowed slightly, as if he was slightly satisfied, and then said sarcastically: "Those few families really think that Ying Chong's kid is muddy?

Ye Lingkong also faintly felt that his friend Wang Ji was afraid that he would have to suffer a ruthless loss this time. That guy seems to be too careless about Ying Chong. But he also wondered: "But Yingchong has no foundation in the court, even if the capital is in chaos, how can he bring down Wang Huanzhang?"

Ye Yuanlang's zither stopped abruptly, and he glanced at Ye Lingkong fixedly. Rather, it is a heavy sigh, an indescribable disappointment