In the basement of a silk village in Oriental City, Oriental Dream is sitting in the dark room in it. Under the cover of this ordinary silk village, it is the headquarters of the killer group of the Dongfang family. (Provided by Supreme True Demon Hand)

It was very dark in the lower room, and even if an oil lamp was lit on the desk in front of Dongfang Meng, it was not enough to drive the darkness in the room, but it made it even darker.

In the quiet room, there is a deathly silence. At this moment, Dongfang Meng sat behind the oil lamp, and the gloomy face of that chapter was uncertain. Fencheng and Dongfang City are thousands of miles apart, and after Dongfang Dream was attacked by Lin Junxuan, he rushed back to Dongfang City overnight.

As a killer, you must not only be good at assassination, but also prevent being assassinated, Dongfang Dream, as the leader of the killer group, has a deep sense of distrust of everything when walking outside. He eats and drinks most of the food and drink by himself, and he can't carry it, and he must be tried by someone before he can use it with confidence. In the case of injury, Dongfang Meng is even more frightened, although Fencheng is close at hand, but Dongfang Meng did not dare to stay at all, until he returned to the secret silk village on the edge of the Dongfang family's residence.

"There are countless lives under my Dongfang Meng, and there are more than 100 strong people in my life, but I didn't expect it to be planted in the hands of a vertical child today!" He never imagined that he would be plotted against by a prey that he had never looked at all, and there was nothing more humiliating and shameful for him than this.

Dongfang Meng's left hand was pressed on a stack of silver-light clothes folded into a square on the left side of the desk, and it was the "soft hedgehog armor" worn in the clothes that saved his life when he was ambushed. This treasure armor is taken from the bottom of the sea for thousands of years of cold iron polished iron wire in the Arctic ice silkworm spit silk exercise blended, has saved the life of Dongfang Dream many times, but now the back of this treasure armor is cut into strips, it is torn by the Zhuxian sword. (Provided by Supreme True Demon Hand)

"Someone!"

"Lord Commander!" a masked killer knelt in front of Oriental Dream's desk in the dark.

"Smack!" Dongfang Meng threw his wrist and threw the broken soft hedgehog armor in front of the killer: "Take this treasure armor to Yu Bao Zhai, let them repair it for me!"

"Yes, my lord!" the man in black picked up the soft hedgehog armor on the ground and raised his head, "I wonder what else the Lord Commander commands?"

"Immediately pass the order, let the News Pavilion temporarily stop everything at hand, and immediately collect all the information of the person the little boy wants to kill, the more detailed the better, I want every piece of turf that his footprints have stepped on to be recorded in detail in the information!" Dongfang Meng said in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir!"

"Go ahead. Dongfang Meng waved his hand, and the black-clothed killer retreated.

"As the number one master in the world of the Dark Sword, the disciples he taught have not produced a five-grade cultivation, this kid is only fifteen years old, even if he starts to practice in his mother's womb, it is impossible to have the ability to hurt me! There must be a secret in him!" After the killer left, Dongfang Meng still stayed in the secret room, looking ahead, muttering to himself, and a trace of extreme cruelty flashed on his face.

The scene of being ambushed by Lin Junxuan slowly replied in Dongfang Meng's mind, and the picture was finally fixed on the quaint silver long sword in Lin Junxuan's hand.

"The problem should be with this sword, even my soft hedgehog armor can barely block that sword, this is no longer a simple cultivation problem, if it is really because of the problem of this sword, it will be much easier. "Dongfang Dream has presided over the killer group for many years, in addition to the usual assassinations, the killer team is to find out the news of the world, Dongfang Dream has been sitting in this position for a long time, and many gossips and secrets in the cultivation world are not secrets to him. If a person with a low cultivation level wants to defeat a person with a high cultivation, there is only one way, and that is the Dharma weapon!

Just when Dongfang Meng was still immersed in thinking, a low voice came from outside the stone door of the secret room: "Lord Commander, the family wants to see you!"

Dongfang Meng's expression changed, Huo stood up and smashed his fist on the desk: "Dongfang Jue!" The old man was able to get the news so quickly, it could only be that Dongfang Jue came back and reported the news that this operation failed, and he was at most charged with "ineffective governance", but he was ambushed by the target and destroyed the soft hedgehog armor, which is a matter of his own ability. If one is not handled well, it is likely that the matter of entering the inner hall this time will be in vain. (Provided by Supreme True Demon Hand)

"Good, good! You're lucky to be caught by you this time, but you won't be proud for long!" Dongfang Meng got up angrily, his sleeves for a while, and walked around the desk

After changing his clothes, he walked out of the silk village, and went around a high wall to be the hinterland of the Oriental family, with heavy tiles, and many servants and maids of the family were planting land and planting flowers in it, just like a city within a city. Only people from the Oriental family can enter and exit here, and outsiders are strictly forbidden to enter.

"Second master is good!"

"Second master is good!"

, The servants and maids saluted when they saw Dongfang Meng passing through, and Dongfang Meng snorted slightly, which was regarded as an answer. For these servants and maids, Dongfang Meng is just a distant relative of the old man, who rarely goes in and out of the house, Dongfang Meng knows in his heart that these servants and maids are just to hide people's ears, and the family has long had a family motto, which strictly prohibits anyone in the family from showing the Tao in front of outsiders. Except for the usual work area, it is strictly forbidden to walk around the clan. Some servants and maids have grown up in the Oriental family since they were born, but until they die of old age, they still think that the Oriental family is just a pure merchant family!

Passing through the wings and gardens, and then entering, is the core of the Oriental Family, here, is an area that only family members can enter, and no servants are allowed to approach here. Almost all the merchants in the world know that the head of the Oriental family lives in a large hall at the very core.

Dongfang Meng has just crossed a brass threshold, and on the side of the flower path in front of him, a beautiful woman with fluttering ribbons is passing in front of her, and when she saw Dongfang Meng coming in, the woman giggled: "Dongfang Meng, I heard that you were attacked by a half-old child, how about it, do you want my sister and me to help you?" The woman laughed and shook her waist like a snake flower, giving people a very debauched and bewitching feeling.

"I'll handle my affairs myself, don't worry about you!" Dongfang Meng said coldly. The woman in front of her looks bewitching, but Dongfang Meng knows that this woman is a poisonous flower with thorns, and she is ruthless in her methods, and her mind is not inferior to herself.

A woman's beauty is a weapon.

She had only wielded this weapon to the fullest, because the monk who had seen her and died between the beds and the floor had long since lost sight of the ordinary, and half of the library under the Oriental family was obtained by this woman from those cultivators by various means. (Provided by Supreme True Demon Hand)

"Senior Brother Meng, you seem to have a big opinion of me? Another day, we might as well learn from each other!" When the word "sparring" was spoken, the woman's voice was heavy, and her eyes were even more charming like water.

Dongfang Meng's face changed greatly: "Excuse me, I'm still alive and well, I don't want to be a pile of dry bones on your bed!"

"Giggle!" the woman giggled and floated away.

Almost all the powerful businessmen in the world know that the old master of the Dongfang family lives in the "Golden Crow" hall in the center of Dongfang City, and looked up at the golden crow relief at the door, Dongfang Meng was slightly nervous in his heart, and after taking a deep breath, he finally stepped into the door.

The golden crow represents the sun, but it represents the light, but the golden crow hall is dark, in the study of the main hall, Dongfang Dream saw the old man in charge of the Dongfang family.

"Coo!" A pigeon's cry came from the front, and when Dongfang Meng stepped into the door of this study, he saw a white dove in front of the desk at a glance, the white pigeon stood on the bookcase, and was pecking at the grain in the palm of an old man with his head down, and the old man had a kind face, smiling and watching the white pigeon eat. If someone who doesn't know the details is here, he just thinks that this is a kind and kind elder, but Dongfang Meng knows very well that the old man in power in the Dongfang family is known for being strict. Because of his unfavorable work, he was given death to be a master in the clan, and there are not a few. Therefore, those who were given death never resisted.

"Dongfang Dream See the head of the family!" As soon as Dongfang Meng stepped into the study, he was like an open-minded and enterprising posterity, kneeling on the ground respectfully, and there was no trace of yin and violence on him, and he couldn't find the appearance of the killer commander at all.

"Hmm. Seeing Dongfang Meng walk into the study, the old man nodded slightly, touched the white feathers on the pigeon's body, raised his hand, and said softly: "Go!"

"Coo!" the pigeon's dark eyes rolled, and he called a few times, and suddenly spread his wings, and flew out through the skylight in an elegant posture.

Dongfang Meng lowered his head, and saw the pigeon fly out of the corner of his eye, with a trace of jealousy in his eyes, the old man is famous for liking pigeons, but Dongfang Meng knows that the pigeon was not raised by the old man, but that guy Dongfang Jue voted for the old man and bought it. This pigeon is very psychic, and I don't know how Dongfang Jue taught, this pigeon is very close to the old man, and others can't learn Dongfang Jue's tricks even if they want to. However, Dongfang Dream knows very well in his heart that the old man seems to like to raise pigeons on the surface, but in fact, in private, there are countless carrier pigeons that have died in the palm of the old man's hands, and when the old man is angry, he can strangle a white pigeon without warning, and when he is happy, he also kills the pigeon, and it is the kind of death that covers his beak and snort, struggles violently, and finally suffocates to death.

"Meng'er, just now I wrote to me that you were attacked and injured. How is it, is it serious?" the old man poked his head out from behind the bookcase, and his old face was full of concern. (Provided by Supreme True Demon Hand)

"Sizzle!" Seeing the old man's concerned face, Dongfang Meng only felt a chill in his heart, and a cold air rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he quickly lowered his head and said: "My nephew is fine, I have the head of the Lao family to worry about!" Dongfang Meng said this, but the picture of strangling a white pigeon with a kind face in the past flashed in his mind.

The old man is moody, if you think that he cares about the people because of the concern on the old man's face, then you are really an idiot who is too much.

"Oh? Looks like I misheard. The old man said this, picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup at hand, and took a sip, looking indescribably quiet and leisurely.

Dongfang Meng hated Dongfang to death in his heart, if it weren't for him, the killer group had assassinated Lin Junxuan, he could cover the sky with one hand and hide it, as if nothing had been born.

"The nephew didn't dare to hide it, this time the nephew was really careless. As for the person the little boy wants to kill, we have tried to estimate it as high as possible, but we still underestimate him. That kid has a very powerful magic sword in his hand, and it seems that he has also obtained the inheritance of authentic swordsmanship! However, please rest assured that the nephew will definitely complete this mission. In front of the old man, he has a great sense of oppression, this sense of oppression is not only from the identity of the patriarch of the old man's Dongfang family, a kind of spiritual coercion, Dongfang Dream will only have this feeling when he meets someone whose realm is far beyond himself. Among the family members of Dongfang Meng's generation, it has long been rumored that the old man has cultivated Taoism, and his realm is not low. It's just that no one in the Oriental family has ever seen the old man do it!

However, Dongfang Meng also secretly has a layer of doubts in his heart, although the killer group rarely fails, but it is not nothing, the old man has always paid little attention to these things, not only that, the old man lives in a simple place, and not everyone can see it. Even if their nephews and nieces wanted to see him, they would only see him at certain times of the year, when there were some important events. This time, he had just returned to Dongfang City, and before he could sit down, the old man immediately sent someone to summon him, so urgent, he had never seen it before, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in Dongfang Meng's heart.

The old man frowned slightly, then pinched the blue and white porcelain tea lid with one hand, gently wiped it on the lid and said seemingly carelessly: "Dongfang Jue just sent me a message with a flying pigeon, which was sent by that young man after you were sneak attacked." ”

Dongfang Meng's face changed slightly, he didn't expect that young man to have this trick. (Provided by Supreme True Demon Hand)

He said" The old man glanced sideways at Dongfang Meng, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "That young man said that if we don't let go, he will return to Fangcun Mountain and kill Yu'er!!"

"Hum!" Dongfang Meng's head shook with a buzz, and he was very deep in his city, silent, and when he heard this message, his head also shook, and it was blank for a moment.

"He, so arrogant!" Dongfang Meng only felt that someone had slapped him heavily on his face, and he looked up sharply, only to see the old man looking at him, the corners of his eyes were tattooed, piled up into a smiling expression, but under those eyelids, his eyes were cold, this expression was the same as the expression in Dongfang Meng's memory, when he made the white dove struggle and suffocate to death, it was the same as touching! (End of this chapter)