Syllable!

A fierce slap was slapped on Shitong's handsome face, leaving four red palm prints on the face of the pampered second prince of the City Lord's Mansion.

Yu Ergongzi's eyes rolled slightly, and he fell to the ground and rolled twice.

When he looked up again, his hair was in a loose bun, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he looked embarrassed.

"Evil beast!"

The city lord roared angrily, and originally wanted to give his son a bow left and right, but when he saw his embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help but withdraw his hand.

He stood on the spot and shouted, "Who gave you the authority to call Deacon Cheng to do things for you?"

While reprimanding his son vigorously, the city lord glanced at the distinguished guest sitting in the hall with the corner of his eye, wanting to see his face and decide whether to continue beating the child.

Sitting in the position of the city lord for a long time, he knows people's hearts well. Knowing that the more ruthless he is teaching now, the more embarrassed this sect envoy will be to punish him for a while.

After working hard for the sect for so many years, he is confident that he is still a little thin in the sect. Although there is a basket at the moment, as long as we actively remedy it, we can naturally turn big things into small things and small things into nothing.

The sect envoy sitting at the top looked very young, but he was about twenty or thirty years old.

But the city lord didn't dare to judge this person's age by this, not to mention that he still had silver hair, like frost and snow.

The silver-haired young man didn't mean to raise his head at all, and sat in his place without hurrying, bowing his head and busying himself with his own business.

He's petting the cat.

A clumsy orange fat cat lay lazily in his arms, squinting at the farce in the living room. It's as if it's behind everything.

Otherwise, how could the most noble people here be carefully serving it?

Seeing this, the city lord understood that the envoy was not satisfied.

So he began to carry out another plan, to find a scapegoat for the envoy who could vent his anger.

"Deacon Cheng!" The city lord directly nodded at the name of Cheng Guang, the "bloody hand" who bowed his head like a quail, and said sharply: "Shitong is not sensible, are you not sensible?"

"I invited you here to teach WorldStone's skills, not to let you go out and show off your prestige. You took it upon yourself to attract attention. Now Wanhualou has set its sights on us. They all alarmed the sect envoys, what do you have to say?"

Cheng Guang has a fat body, a horizontal face, and looks fierce. However, at this time, he trembled, almost trembling and defended: "City Lord, I have been wronged. I've always been cautious and never moved my hands!"

"Hmph! Everyone else has been seriously injured by your plot and missed the exam, do you dare to say that you haven't made a move?" Yu City Lord snorted coldly: "Do you know that this kind of thing is the most sensitive during the annual exam!"

"I really haven't done it before?" Deacon Cheng scratched his head a little frantically: "He himself is not good at meeting demon beasts, what does it matter to me? Could it be that I still have to save him?"

"Alright! alright!" The white-haired cat man couldn't listen anymore, and said while continuing to pet the cat, "What's the point of caring about these now?"

"That Wanhualou has already found out about that young lady...... Do you know what happens if her background is revealed?"

When the city lord heard this, his eyes changed.

Of course, he knew who the young lady was referring to. Since twenty years ago, the sect has arranged him to become the city lord of Ding'an through various means, in order to secretly protect the safety of that young lady.

At first, he was completely in the dark.

It wasn't until sixteen years ago, when that young lady appeared in Ding'an City, that he was told by the sect.

He didn't know the identity of that young lady, but from the specifications of protection, he could feel that that she must have an amazing background.

said that it was the illegitimate daughter of their Blood Soul Sect Master, and he believed it.

It was precisely because of this that after the second child of his family showed the mind of the one he wanted to pursue, he did not stop it. It's just that he once sternly warned him that he must not use any selfish means against Miss Liu.

As for whether he would use means against anyone other than Miss Liu, it was not within his scope of consideration.

But I didn't expect something to happen after all. They not only alarmed Wanhualou, but also attracted the reproach of the sect envoys.

From this point, City Lord Yu can see that this Miss Liu Yunyun's status in the sect is even higher than imagined.

Thinking of this, he finally couldn't help but ask his long-standing doubts: "Dare to ask the envoy, what is this Miss Liu ......?"

The envoy suddenly stood up, looked at the city lord and said slowly, "Do you still remember your mission?"

"Naturally remember!" Yu City Lord responded, "Secretly protect Miss Liu's safety." But I've been silently guarding the sect here for 20 years, so the sect has to give me an explanation, right? This Miss Liu, who is she sacred?"

"Do you really want to know?" said the envoy, who approached the city lord and looked at him playfully.

City Lord Yu smiled a little stiffly, but he still nodded reluctantly.

"Very good!" said the envoy in a deep voice, "I finally know why you poked out the basket." Because you will always have in your hearts things that you shouldn't be thinking about. ”

After finishing speaking, he turned his back and said coldly, "Do it!"

A figure flashed out of thin air in the shadows, and before the city lord could react, a sword pierced through the back of his heart, reaching the end to the handle.

"You ......" Yu City Lord spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in disbelief: "White ...... Rainbow...... ......"

He fell to the sky with a pop, twitched slightly, and then stopped moving.

"Day!"

The killer who jumped out of the shadows coldly added a sentence for him, drew the short sword casually, and disappeared into the shadows again in a flash.

"Dad!" suddenly changed, Yu Er Gongzi didn't care about pretending to be injured, and fell on the city lord and cried: "What's wrong with you, Dad?"

Then he hissed and shouted, "Come, come, there are Assassins!

However, no matter how much he called, no one from outside came to help.

Yu Shitong finally realized that something was wrong and ran out in despair.

As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, he was stunned.

The entrance is a mess, and what I hear is bloody.

Countless people in white were slaughtering in the City Lord's Mansion, and those good City Lord's Mansion guards had no power to fight back in front of them.

Yu Shitong's pupils were dilated to the extreme, and the blood-red "soul" logo behind these white-clothed people was reflected in the pupils.

Like a blooming blood flower!

The white-haired envoy turned his head again, looked at Cheng Guang, who was like a bloody hand, and said with a smile: "Deacon Cheng, give you a chance to make meritorious contributions......

When Cheng Guang heard this, he was suddenly excited.

Like a huge ape, he rushed to Yu Shitong who had just run out in a few steps, hugged his head and twisted his head fiercely, twisting his head alive.

Then he dragged Yu Shitong's body back to the reception room, and said cautiously: "Yes...... Yes, the subordinates have taken down the thief......! Please believe me, there really is no ...... in my subordinates."

"That's not important!" the envoy waved his hand, then asked, "Do you know what is the best way to cover up a piece of news?"

Cheng Guang looked dazed.

"Just make a bigger one!" said the envoy as he pointed at the city lord and said, "Go, pack this city lord's head and accompany me to give a gift!"

Cheng Guang was excited, and he trembled and went over there to get busy.

The white-haired envoy looked at his bulky appearance, and opened his mouth with a smile: "Do you know why I sanctioned the father and son who had the trust of the negative sect, but left you alone?"

Cheng Guang trembled: "My subordinates don't know ......"

The envoy stroked the orange cat in his hand again, provoking it to purr.

"Eye!"./10_10112/