said that Yang Zhen, dressed in a black night suit, masked in a black scarf, and carrying a long sword, had come to the Hou Ye's Mansion.

At this time, he had found the flower hall of the Hou Ye's Mansion. With the momentum of pearl inverted roller blinds, the feet are hooked on the eaves, the body is flipped, hanging upside down, and the eyes are attached to the window lattice, looking inward.

The hall is brightly lit. He Yuting and Princess Changqing sat at the top, and He Chenglin sat at the bottom to accompany the prime minister; The three of them were chatting on their knees.

I only heard Princess Changqing say: "Lin'er, your wedding date with Miss Ding is approaching, have you prepared all kinds of wedding materials?" ”

He Chenglin said with a smile: "He Lao's mother bothered! All the wedding supplies have been prepared, the new house has been renewed, and all kinds of invitations have been prepared, just waiting for the parents to indicate when they will send them out. In short, all the children needed for the marriage have been arranged, and the parents will just wait for their son to marry the newlyweds! ”

Princess Evergreen smiled and said, "Look, it's still my Lin'er who is thoughtful and thoughtful." ”

He Chenglin said: "In addition, the child also invited the boss of the silk Zhuang Yu to tailor clothes for his parents, people in the house, etc., and when the new clothes come out, the parents will be satisfied." ”

The more Princess Evergreen listened, the happier she became.

At this time, the housekeeper He Luwei came in and reported: "Master Hou, princess, the second son went out this afternoon and has not returned yet. ”

Princess Evergreen was dissatisfied: "Look at your good son, he is becoming more and more unorthodox!" ”

He Yuting sighed in annoyance and remained silent.

At this moment, someone in the courtyard suddenly shouted: "There are assassins!" ”

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and before he could calm down, he felt a gust of wind coming; He hurriedly did a somersault, a little late, his shoulder was numb, and a sharp blade was already closed in the shoulder socket, so painful that he snorted, barely holding on to his swaying and falling body.

He only heard the wind whistling in his ears, and countless guards poured out of the courtyard, all holding bows and arrows in his direction!

Immediately arrows flew like rain. Yang Zhen was already injured, he couldn't dodge, and he was hit by another arrow in his leg without paying attention.

Yang Zhen secretly complained, how could he not understand how he could have fallen into the enemy's ambush?

It was originally a very confidential matter for him to come to the Hou Ye's Mansion, except for Lu Wenzheng, Xu Zhi, Ling Yun, Dong Wu and himself, no one else knew, who leaked the news?

His legs were bleeding profusely, but his shoulders were numb and crispy, and he lost his sense of pain. Could it be that there is poison on the hidden weapon? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly cry out in his heart.

Rao is like this, and he also gritted his teeth to support. He shook his sword, pulled it out with all his might, and flew out of the courtyard.

Feeling that the evil wind behind him was not good, he hurriedly flashed his body, and two sharp blades passed by; I only heard a woman's voice in my ear: "Stinky boy, where are you running away?" ”

As she spoke, the woman did a somersault, which was already blocked in front of him, and she slashed at him with a sword.

Yang Zhen saw that the woman was about forty or fifty years old, and she looked vulgar, but her moves were very fierce and vicious. I thought to myself, is this the woman who just sent a secret weapon to hurt me?

The woman's martial arts skills were extremely high, Yang Zhen's hands and feet were inconvenient, and after more than a dozen rounds, her palms were already sweaty. Caught off guard, the woman kicked him in the injured left leg with an invincible mandarin duck kick, and fell down on the spot.

The guards on both sides swarmed up, swords slashing at him.

The woman shouted, "Catch it alive!" ”

Yang Zhen thought to himself: The eldest husband is not humiliated if he is killed, not to mention that if he falls into your hands, it will affect Lord Lu......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, sighed, and wiped the horizontal sword on his neck!

Just listen to "Bang! Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the long sword in his hand was swept away.

The force of that thing was so great that it made his wrists numb and his mouth sore. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised, thinking: But I don't know who it is, such a profound internal force attainment!

After thinking about it, he looked up and saw a white-clothed masked man standing in front of him at some point, his long sword like a rainbow, and the huge wind forced the surrounding guards to retreat.

The white-clothed masked figure floated, like a ghost, and suddenly came close to him.

He lightly stretched his ape arm, lifted it hard, and carried the Ding with an overlord, grabbed Yang Zhen's wrist, carried it on his shoulder, and flew away.

When the woman saw that the boiled duck was about to fly away, she was not reconciled, and shouted, "Leave the people!" He chased after him and stabbed his sword from behind.

The long sword in the hand of the white-clothed masked man seemed to be inadvertently slashed, and the woman didn't see what kind of move the other party had used, so she felt a stabbing pain in her shoulder, and she had already been hit by the sword, and the blood flowed immediately.

She couldn't help screaming, fell a few steps, and was a little dazed for a moment.

In her moments of stunnedness, the white-clothed masked man had already taken Yang Zhenpian and flew away like a shock.

The woman clutched her injured shoulder, staring blankly at the figure of the white-clothed masked man who was drifting away, thinking back to the thrilling scene just now, and couldn't help but feel a little palpitating.

At this time, He Chenglin Shi Ran walked out of the flower hall and stepped forward and asked with concern: "Martial Master Yang, how is it, is the injury serious?" ”

It turned out that this woman was the newly hired martial artist Yang Pozi of the Hou Mansion.

Seeing that the eldest prince asked about her injuries with concern, Mrs. Yang shook her head lightly, gritted her teeth and said, "It doesn't matter, thank you for the eldest prince's memory." Alas! It's just that I don't know who the master is, and the martial arts attainments are so unfathomable? ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help frowning, pondering the way this person came from.

Mrs. Yang couldn't figure it out, and He Chenglin couldn't figure it out either. It is said that Yang Pozi's martial arts are among the best in the martial arts, who is so powerful to defeat her in one and a half moves?

Could it be Lingyun? He Chenglin subconsciously thought of him first in his mind. But then he rejected his own speculation.

Because he has dealt with Ling Yun several times, he can be said to know his words and deeds and martial arts well; And the white-clothed masked man who appeared tonight is obviously not like it from any point of view.

So who will this white-clothed masked man who suddenly killed him halfway?

He Chenglin's mind was spinning like electricity, and suddenly a terrifying light flashed in his deep eyes.

Could it be...... He? He was suddenly frightened by his bold idea, and a little panic appeared in the owl's eyes, but this panic soon disappeared and was replaced by cruelty.

He Chenglin stabilized his mind and ordered someone to pass the order; The masked man in white must meet him with all his might wherever he goes, and be sure to capture him!

Then, he called the housekeeper He Luwei over and ordered in a low voice: "Go and invite Yu Qingcheng to meet the enemy!" ”

It is said that He Mansion is the Hou Ye's Mansion and the Horse Mansion, with a grand momentum, a wealth of talents, and many masters and capable people; But the strange thing is that these so-called masters are all vulnerable in front of the white-clothed masked people, and after only a few rounds, they will either die or be injured, and they will be defeated.

In the blink of an eye, the white-clothed masked man had already carried Yang Zhen to the door of the Hou Ye's mansion.

He was about to leave the house, when he suddenly heard a coquettish sound, a charming shadow flickered, and the three cold stars shook his hands and attacked him in three key places on his head, chest and abdomen!

The person who sent the secret weapon was Yu Qingcheng, the proprietress of the silk village who was invited by He Chenglin to make clothes for the people in the house-that is, Lian Nanchun.

When the white-clothed masked man saw Lian Nanchun at first glance, he was stunned for a moment.

At the life-and-death juncture of the confrontation between the two, how can anyone be allowed to wander in the slightest? But this white-clothed masked man committed this taboo at this time!

He was only stunned for a moment, the hidden weapon had already arrived!

He barely slid his body, but it was still a little late, and the rouge buckle was already on his left arm! Immediately, blood gushed out.

It hurt him so much that he let go of his left hand, and Yang Zhen on his shoulder fell to the ground.

Lian Nanchun sneered, flying flowers month by month, sword light flashed, and stabbed straight over.

The white-clothed masked man covered his wounds, dodged left and right, and retreated again and again, just parrying, not fighting back.

Lian Nanchun raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Who are you?" Why not fight back? ”

The white-clothed masked man remained silent, just blindly dodging and retreating, and finally he was forced into a corner by the opponent's fierce attack.

Lian Nanchun's style of "splashing ink like water", the long sword went up, and the sword flowers were ten thousand, forcing the white-clothed masked man to have nowhere to hide, so he had to meet him with a style of "sweeping thousands of troops".

In this move, if he uses the strong internal force of "strong wind", his Gangfeng will definitely knock Lian Nanchun back a few steps, and he will be seriously injured.

But the masked man in white didn't know why, and he didn't even perform this move.

A soft hand towards the enemy is an injury to oneself. He snorted, injured his shoulder again, and his body shook for a while, and he almost fell. His face turned pale and he muttered, "You ......"

Lian Nanchun didn't let people do it, and a white horse passed through the gap and stabbed it again.

Her sword momentum was about to touch the chest of the white-clothed masked man, but a dazzling cold light flashed before she met, and the long sword in her hand had been intercepted by another sword!

In the moonlight, I saw that there was an extra man in black in front of the white-clothed masked man, who was also a masked horizontal sword.

Lian Nanchun immediately recognized the other party from the other party's starry eyes, "It's you?" How did you get here? ……”

The black-clothed masked man snorted coldly, didn't say a word, and stabbed with his sword.

It turned out that the black-clothed masked man who stopped Lian Nanchun from harming the white-clothed masked man in time was none other than Ling Yun.

Let's put aside the grievances and hatreds between him and Lian Nanchun in the past, just think of the harm she has done to the brothers in the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department in recent days, and think of Yuan Ping's tragic death...... Ling Yun felt a pain in his heart, and he felt even more angry.

He was furious with his sword and wildly spent, and even performed killer moves, forcing Lian Nanchun to retreat again and again.

From Ling Yun's black and white eyes full of hatred, she had already felt the other party's heavy murderous intent.

Ling Yun suddenly slashed with his sword, and for a moment a white cloud came out, and the cold light stabbed her straight in the chest.

Lian Nanchun couldn't dodge it, and couldn't help but exclaim. She closed her eyes, waiting for the other's heart-wrenching sword to pass through her chest.

At this moment, the white-clothed masked man flicked his fingers, and an object the size of a stone hit Ling Yun's sword-holding wrist.

Although the matter is small, the strong wind is very strong, and the pain under the blow is very great, Ling Yun made a painful "snort", his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the Yuqing Sword in his hand almost got out of his hand.

He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

I only heard the white-clothed masked man say in a deep voice: "Be merciful!" Listening to this voice, although it is old-fashioned, it is full of energy, and it is obvious that the other party's internal skills are extremely profound.

Ling Yun suddenly felt that the other party's voice was very familiar.

Lian Nanchun actually had doubts in his heart.

She was thinking: This white-clothed masked man was ruthless to the other people in the Hou Ye's mansion, and he killed the killer; is the only one who is merciful to her, and he is not willing to hurt her at the expense of being hurt himself, and even helps her when she is in danger, what is the reason?

She was about to open her mouth to ask, but she heard the noise of the people behind her, and the guards in the Hou Ye's mansion had already caught up.

Seeing this, Ling Yun knew that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, so he stepped forward, helped Yang Zhen up, and said in a deep voice to the white-clothed masked man: "Senior, please forgive the junior for taking the first step!" ”

Then he took Yang Zhen and a harrier to turn over and leave.

The white-clothed masked man turned his face back and glanced at Lian Nanchun reluctantly; Then with a soft sigh, a crane soared into the sky and escaped into the vast night.

This glance is full of infinite love and affection, as well as a bit of sentimentality...... It made Lian Nanchun's heart tremble.

It's all too familiar! Who is this masked man in white? Could he be ......

Thinking of this, she shook her head again and muttered, "Impossible, impossible......"