The next day, the temperature plummeted, the cold wind howled, as if overnight, autumn was over, and the cold swords, guns and blades glowed with a little white light in the cold wind, making the entire martial arts arena look even more solemn.

Although the context of the matter has been sorted out, but the entire Ci'an Palace, those who have been in contact with the assassins, have been guarded to death by the Xiao faction, he can't inquire at all, Wang Meng's words alone are not enough, he has to find the key breakthrough point.

Yun Jin rubbed her eyebrows lightly, and suddenly raised her eyes to look outside the tent, the curtain was blown by the wind.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his dark eyes had a hint of playfulness.

The white curtain was raised, and the people outside the tent came with a cold wind, dressed in a dark ink suit, with deep facial features, flying sword eyebrows, and a cold temperament all around, especially the eyes with ice blue, heavy, when looking at people, there was no trace of temperature.

"Xiao Cheng?" Yun Jin was a little surprised.

"You and I only have one side, I didn't expect you to remember me." Xiao Cheng sat down, his face pale and pale.

Xiao Cheng, Xiao Yinfeng's third son, his biological mother is from the Western Regions, she was born beautiful, and was favored by Xiao Yinfeng to be included in the house as a concubine. It's a pity that the beauty has a thin life, and she died of inexplicable poisoning a few years after giving birth to Xiao Cheng, Xiao Yinfeng didn't treat the third son much later, and Mrs. He was even more difficult everywhere, and she also grew up alone in the house by urinating.

This kind of life experience is somewhat similar to Yun Jin.

Yun Jin looked sideways and smiled lightly, "So I'm more curious, why are you here?" ”

"I'll sell you a message." Xiao Cheng met his gaze, and his ice-blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of cold mist.

"What's the news?" Yun Jin's eyes sank slightly.

"You're interested." The corners of Xiao Cheng's mouth rose, revealing a cool smile, "Moreover, my price is not high." ”

"It doesn't hurt if the price is high," Yun Jin knocked on the table casually, and he smiled, "But your surname is Xiao, and the people in your family were still thinking about wanting my life a few days ago." ”

Xiao Cheng's face turned a little colder, "Yun Jin, I hope you are white, I am not your enemy." ”

"Not an enemy, but they don't seem to be friends." Yun Jin sat precariously and said, "Let's hear about it, the news you want to sell." ”

"You have walked the rivers and lakes, and you must have heard that there was once a person on the road who was called 'Soaring Eagle'."

Yun Jin nodded, "This person did a good job, and then disappeared for some reason." ”

Xiao Cheng lowered his eyes and tightened his dark black cuffs, "People on the rivers and lakes think that the real name of 'Yiying' is Qin Si, but few people know that he has another name - Hu Qishun. ”

"Hu Qishun ......" Yun Jin's eyebrows twisted slightly, and when he looked at Xiao Cheng again, his eyes were a little more solemn.

Xiao Cheng ignored Yun Jin's gaze and continued, "It is said that because he offended the mountain lord of the Northwest Daxiang Horse Gang, Yi Ying was unloaded with one of his right arms, broke his left leg, and almost died, am I right?" ”

Yun Jin was noncommittal and smiled indifferently.

"It's okay for General Yun to pretend not to know about this," Xiao Cheng looked aware of it, "Yi Ying later hid in Bianjing and defected to his own brother Hu Liushun. The person who stabbed Ci'an Palace at night, although he achieved a light achievement, but he ran and limped, by the way, he was still missing an arm. ”

Yun Jin raised his eyebrows coldly, leaned lazily back in his chair, and folded his fingers, "You mean, you saw the eagle, and he is the assassin?" ”

Hearing this, Xiao Cheng generously spread his hands, "I have a habit, I have nothing to do at night, and I like to walk on the palace wall the most." ”

Indeed, this habit is not owned by ordinary people......

"Thank you, how much are you going to sell for this news?"

Xiao Cheng smiled silently, got up and walked outside the tent, as if he suddenly remembered something, he picked up the curtain and paused, "I would like to give you a personal favor, there is a eunuch in Ci'an Palace who was seriously injured by the assassin, and he was thrown into the urn room in the long alley, and he was about to die." ”