Chapter 186: Death in the Night, and then mention the person who is destined

"Noise."

Hongsheng didn't give him a chance to continue talking, and directly attacked him with a soft sword...

Qi Yang and Mo Xiao, who followed closely behind, joined the battle without hesitation.

This made Qiye, who already had a bad premonition, feel bad, and while dodging the attacks of the three, he tried his best to resist...

And the prince Wushan, who learned that the strange night would be martial, just hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and then raised his hand to make a gesture, and there were immediately two less breaths in the air.

Obviously, this Wushan knew that Qiye would be martial, and the action he made just now must have sent someone out to do something.

Just doing something is definitely not going to be a good thing.

Really.

When the strange night was almost unbearable, a group of people flew through the air.

Seeing this, Xuanyi, who was standing aside with his sword around his chest, immediately led someone to meet him.

For a time, swords collided and dust flew.

Surrounded by murderous intent everywhere.

Even though the comer was prepared, he met Xuanyi, who was known for his cold face, and he was also stunned.

Seeing the people who came to pick him up fall one after another, Qiye's eyes widened with anger, and the killing intent on his body was even worse.

However, the three of Qi Yang stared at him to death, so that he had no chance to escape.

Seeing the last person fall, Qiye raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Ah!"

With this sound, all the killing intent on Qiye's body burst out.

I saw that in the place with him as the center, the flying dust gradually formed a whirlpool.

The branches and stones in the whirlpool all became sharp weapons, and they all headed towards the three of them.

Seeing this, Qi Yang's figure in mid-air flashed, his gesture turned, and the soft sword in his hand was replaced by a folding fan.

Immediately afterward, Qi Yang brandished a folding fan and directly met the attacking "weapon".

At the moment when they were about to collide, they shouted, "Change shape"

At the same time, Mo Xiao also came with a sword: "The fifth style of inexplicable swordsmanship, you are at ease!"

The red robe stood in the air: "Dark Night Streamer!"

Suddenly, the whirlpool of dust was broken, and Qiye knelt on one knee with his sword on the ground, the scarlet red flowing from the corners of his mouth and his rapidly undulating chest beckoned him to be very bad at this moment.

Bai Qi, who was watching all this from a distance, clenched his fists in his hands, the meridians on the back of his hands burst out, and a pair of good-looking Danfeng's eyes were full of killing intent.

At this time, he has more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Qi turned around and left gently.

Since Qiye can't escape, let him do one more thing for his master.

Qi Ye didn't expect that Bai Qi, who was found to save him, would abandon him like this.

And he, shortly after Bai Qi left, was stabbed by three swords at the same time, and he didn't breathe.

When the news reached Xuzhou's ears, Xuzhou was stunned for a while, and then shouted, "Okay, good!"

At the same time, look at the Wu world on the side.

Wu Shijie understood in seconds, and immediately gave up his hand and left.

Three days later.

A notice was posted on the city gate, which roughly means that the prince and young master Qiye, collaborating with the enemy and treason, deceiving the superiors and subordinates, and embezzling huge amounts, have been given death.

Prince Wushan was also implicated and was punished for thinking behind closed doors for three months.

The cancer hidden in the capital was pulled out by mistake.

Qiye was solved, but the person who ordered the killing of the Qi family has not yet appeared.

Qi Yang and Mo Xiao also understood that this must be the handiwork of the Skull Palace.

But now, there is actually a rumor of infighting in the Skull Hall, and they are a little unsure whether this is true or false.

Could it be a deliberate attempt to lure them in?

Now that the matter has come to an end, those people in the capital have also seen Qi Yang and his party entering and leaving the Xu family, and they know that the current power of the General's Mansion should not be underestimated.

As a result, those who once wanted to fight the idea of the General's Mansion suppressed the thoughts in their hearts again.

On this day, Qi Yang, Xuanyi and others bid farewell to the Xuzhou family and rode horses

left the capital, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

Hongshang stayed in the capital, and after Mo Xiao took Mo Fei out of the capital, he rode his horse towards Yushan.

Yushan.

Yin Eleven went from shock at the beginning, to sudden realization, and then to self-deprecation at the moment.

Looking at the window with a wine glass, Yin Shiyi shook his head and said to himself, "Skull Palace, this is asking for trouble."

"Lianjiabao? Hehe, I'm afraid I'll be burned too."

Drinking the wine in the cup, Yin Shiyi looked at Lian Jing, who was sitting at the table silently, and said curiously, "Emperor Shakti, are you going to let me stay under your nose all the time?"

Lian Jing looked at Yin Shiyi meaningfully, and then said calmly, "My wife is awake, and it won't be long before my wife can move her muscles and bones."

Hearing this, Yin Shiyi cast a slightly puzzled gaze on Lian Jing.

In the next second, Yin Shiyi blurted out, "I'll go! Do you mean to take me to your wife's training?"

"I didn't say that. But..."

Lian Jing's wine glass paused for a moment, and then continued, "My lady was injured by the Yin Guard, isn't the master of this Yin Guard your Yin Eleven?"

When Lian Jing said this, the momentum on his body increased sharply.

With the sharp increase in momentum, a trace of cold murderous aura was also released.

Seeing this, Yin Shiyi's cold heart was shocked, and then he said a little stupidly: "It's Yin's fault, but I didn't know that Miss Xu was your lady."

"Say, don't you go to the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, just to see the person who is destined?"

Hearing about the "destined person", Yin Shiyi hurriedly sat down and looked at Lian Jing with a constipated face: "That stinky Taoist priest said that one day I would be abolished martial arts..."

"Then you will meet a noble person..."

"Noble?"

Yin Shiyi took a sip of wine and said with some amazement: "The stinky Taoist priest only said that the noble person is a person who is destined for Tianxuanmen, and I don't know who it is."

Hearing "a person who is destined" from Yin Shiyi's mouth again, Lian Jing regretted that he had kept this person again.

The meaning of these words all reveals that the destined person of Tianxuanmen is the person he is looking for, and he is also his nobleman.

But this destined person is still an eight-year-old doll, a delicate and soft girl.

Thinking that this Yin Eleven especially likes female dolls, Lian Jing's heart was alarmed, and then he lowered his head and thought about it...

Yin Eleven deserves to be Yin Eleven, seeing Lian Jing's expression in his eyes, and seeing that he was thinking, he didn't bother him, but drank wine and waited for Lian Jing's opening.

A moment later.

Lian Jing raised his head and looked at him: "People, they have indeed been found. But..."

"But what?"

"But we'll have to wait three years."

Hearing that it would take three years, Yin Eleven said in confusion: "Three years? Why?"

Lian Jing didn't answer, but asked, "You've been waiting for so many years, and you still care about these short three years?"

"You don't want to tell me, or you haven't found it at all?"

Looking at Yin Eleven's suspicious gaze, Lian Jing raised his hand and flicked the hem of his clothes, and said calmly, "Three years later, you will know."

Seeing this, Yin Shiyi knew that this guy would not continue this topic anymore, and it was impossible for him to know who the destined person was in a short period of time.

Alas!

Now that you've found it, let's wait.

It's only three years.