"Your true qi is well controlled."

Li Haomiao, who was watching the play on the sidelines, did not forget to praise Yu Zhi, which really exceeded Li Haomiao's judgment of Yu Zhi. The voice sounded in Yu Zhi's ears, but Li Haomiao's figure still did not appear.

He also wanted to see Yu Zhi's hole cards again.

Yu Zhi scolded Li Haomiao in his heart. He didn't invite Li Haomiao to come to see the play, and he was not a play, so why did he have to suffer like this.

Just as the embroidery lady sneered and wanted to take a step closer, the door of the private school opened. There was no killer coming out, but a middle-aged scholar coming out.

Yu Zhi knows the person who came, isn't it the guy who is called Mr. Three?

It's over, it's over, this kid is dead!

Both inside and outside the private school knew that this third gentleman was ruthless, and he sighed in his heart for this young man who didn't know the height of the sky.

Mr. San crossed the threshold, his hands naturally hanging down on his chest, and he had already stopped a few steps away from Yu Zhi. He glanced lightly at the embroidered lady holding the whip in her hand, and then set his eyes on Yu Zhi.

"I didn't expect you to be so bold, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers? Or is my reputation weakened? Mr. Three said, his voice cold. No one has ever come to block his private school, and how did Yu Zhi know about this private school?

That's right, Ning Huan. It's been a long time since I've seen a lifetime. Did he leak it?

Mr. San has a lot of thoughts, and readers always think more, so the poems of sadness and sadness are endless. The private school is not hidden, but it is the most common courtyard in Kyoto. In addition to the three large and prestigious seowon such as the Questomy Academy, there are many private schools like this hidden in the corners of Kyoto.

And Yu Zhi just found it.

Mr. Three looked at Yu Zhi, with a fierce look in his eyes, and waved his hand to signal the embroidery lady to let go of Yu Zhi.

Although she was puzzled and unwilling, the embroidery lady still did it. In this private school, Mr. San's words are the holy decree, and those who resist the decree will be thrown into the moat.

Yu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and a little light reflected on his arm under the afterglow of the setting sun, which was the embroidery needle that pierced Yu Zhi's body and still had a small half section left.

Yu Zhi's body is like a hedgehog, but fortunately it is only in a circle on his chest.

Hiss.

He tried to pull out an embroidery needle, and in an instant blood flowed down the needle little by little. Immediately after, Yu Zhi urged his true qi and forced out the remaining ninety-nine embroidery needles around him. Without the true qi of the embroidery lady, Yu Zhi easily forced out the embroidery needle, and he himself became a bloody man.

There wasn't much blood, but Yu Zhi's clothes were soaked in blood and his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a death row inmate who had been tortured in prison.

"Mr. Three?" Yu Zhi looked at the visitor, his bloodshot eyes made his vision a little blurred. Yu Zhi laboriously raised one arm, wiped some of the blood from his eyes, barely saw the appearance of the person who came, and smiled.

It's really waiting for the main master.

The smile was a little weird and permeating.

"Didn't Mr. Three try to kill me? Why did you let this dwarf let me go? Yu Zhi stimulated the embroidered lady with words, and he knew that the pain point of a person like the embroidery lady in his life was the word "dwarf". And Mr. Three, a teacher who has been calm and breezy since he appeared, is obviously not stimulating.

The embroidered lady's expression changed slightly, and she raised her hand to teach Yu Zhi a lesson.

"Stop." Mr. Three spoke again, and just two words made the embroidered lady swallow this unpleasant breath back into her stomach.

Yu Zhi seemed to have guessed something, so he said: "If Mr. San doesn't kill me at this moment, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future." Saying that, Yu Zhi showed an extremely fierce expression, coupled with his bloody appearance, full of oppression. Tomorrow, I will bring the soldiers and horses of the five cities to destroy your den of thieves and eliminate harm for the people. ”

Yu Zhi turned to leave, just now he used his true qi to allow his numb limbs to walk normally. He glanced at the embroidered lady who could kill with his eyes, and just after turning around and walking a few steps, he heard a voice talking behind him.

"Ishihuan died?"

Mr. San's words were like interrogative sentences, but they were said in a declarative manner. In his heart, it was already certain that Ning Huan was dead. He didn't say "you killed Yishihuan". Obviously, Mr. Three didn't think that Yu Zhi had the ability to kill the first Shihuan of the five armor-piercing products.

Yu Zhi turned his back to Mr. Three and smiled: "Guess." ”

With these two words, Yu Zhitou did not return to the afterglow of the setting sun and left, and there were a hundred fine embroidery needles falling in front of the private school behind him, and the tips of the needles were dripping with blood.

"Mr. Three, I'm going to kill him."

The embroidery lady said sadly, and the long whip in her hand was ready to go. It was not difficult for her to kill a teenager, and if it hadn't been for Mr. San's stop just now, this teenager would have been a cold corpse.

Mr. San looked in the direction Yu Zhi left, and his pupils suddenly focused on the metasequoia tree far away from the private school. He did not answer the words of the embroidered lady, but said: "From today onwards, if anyone below the sixth rank of armor can kill this person, I will set him free." ”

For a while, the entire private school was silent.

Although the killers here rely on Mr. Three's protection, they are also subject to Mr. Three. Once you are controlled by others, it is even more difficult to leave if you want to. Over the years, there have been many killers who have fallen under Mr. Three's account, all because they fled for a while and sought refuge. However, there has never been a person who has been able to leave this private school.

Today, Mr. Three Chrysostom opened. These killers are already sharpening their knives in their hearts.

But why do you want to break the armor below the sixth grade?

Such a kid, Mr. Three can press him to death with one finger, but he doesn't do it himself?

"I'll say it again, don't provoke him with the armor-piercing six-rank person, or I will kill you!"

Why?

Doubt......

A silent uproar spread in the hearts of everyone. Mr. Three's words were extremely easy to understand, but they didn't understand them. There are more than a dozen killers below the sixth rank of armor piercing, and they are naturally lucky to have this opportunity. And the killers who have more than six grades of armor piercing have many doubts in their hearts, and they don't dare to ask.

Mr. Three likes to be reasonable, but he doesn't like to explain it. Because in this private school, his words are true.

Who would miss this opportunity? No one wants to!

"Mr. Three, why ......" The embroidery lady has never let go of a person who insulted her, and the yellow hair and hair are all the same. In this regard, she has a principle of non-discrimination.

Before he finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly struck, and the metasequoia tree in the distance opposite the entrance of the private school fell a little snow, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't see that there was snow falling in the air.

The cold wind skipped the embroidered lady, and also swept past Mr. Three, and blew into the door of the private school.

Wow!

A puddle of blood fell to the ground, like a sudden waterfall.

A scream penetrated the private school. Fortunately, the place where the private school was located was relatively remote, and no one heard this terrible scream except for the killers.

The embroidered lady knelt on the ground, her abdomen was cut wide, and her face was pale. For the first time, she felt so close to death. And where is the enemy? Is that the boy you just had?

Never.

A little girl of five or six years old knelt on the ground, surrounded by a pool of blood, and anyone who saw it could not help but feel pity.

However, no one dared to step forward at the scene, only endless silence. Like the embroidered lady, no one knows who is driving the ordinary cold wind to kill people invisibly. Perhaps only Mr. Three knows who the other party is.

"She doesn't know."

Mr. Three took a step forward and explained into the air. An endless stream of air suddenly erupted from behind him, blocking the attack again.

The frenzied storm met the cold wind with a little snow in the air, extinguishing it in midair. It's just an ordinary breath of wind, is the other party gone? Mr. Three frowned, his gaze still falling on the metasequoia tree in the distance.

He couldn't judge, and he didn't dare to make a rash move. Otherwise, with the cold wind just now, he would be able to strangle the killers of the entire private school.

After a long confrontation, maybe he was just fighting the air, who knows?

"I repeat, only killers below the sixth rank of armor piercing can attack and kill. It's the rule. Mr. Three turned around and looked at the wound of the embroidered lady, and was shocked. Only then did he realize that the other party had left his hand.

Everyone responded, and then carried the embroidered lady inside. At this moment, the killers no longer have the heart to sharpen their knives. Even the reward of freedom is less important than one's own life. They no longer believed Mr. Three.

What armor-piercing six grades below can be attacked.

If you are sought revenge, who will care what kind of cultivation you are?

It's a good idea.

……

Yu Zhi didn't go far and stopped at the corner of a secluded alley. The body leaned against the white wall, and the blood on the body also brushed on it.

Yu Zhihan was lying in this place, he was like an old man walking to take a rest. Breathing smoothly, thinking about what to do next, he also waited for Li Haomiao to appear.

Now every place where the embroidery needle pierces is like a tiny crater, and the blood is like magma inside, about to erupt.

"Why do you want to make yourself like this?" Li Haomiao's voice didn't know where it came from. This time it wasn't the sound that went into the secret, the voice really got into my head.

Yu Zhi turned his head left and right to look around, and saw a figure walking in the shadow at the end of the alley. When he blinked again, the figure was already standing in front of him.

"That's a good trick, can you teach me?" Yu Zhi's bloodshot eyes lit up, and Li Haomiao's way of pretending to be forced was also something he wanted to learn.

Li Haomiao was speechless, his nephew seemed to have been speaking so incoherently. He threw Yu Zhi a pill.

Yu Zhi was not ambiguous, swallowed it in one gulp, and a cool feeling instantly spread from his tongue all over his body, and the feeling of burning mountains in his body was also reduced a lot.

"You'll be out of Kyoto in a few days. I will also go to Beiliangfu with Qing Huan. It's a few months' journey, and I'm afraid that these guys will disrupt the road on the road. So this time, while you're there, borrow your hand to scare them, and you can always make them have some concerns. Yu Zhi thought very well. Beiryao is not as good as Kyoto, and it is also a turbulent territory. And this trip also has to face characters like Shaowuhou, Yu Zhi doesn't want to face the assassination of the other party at the same time.

Besides, Li Wantong will walk with him, if Li Wantong is injured, Yu Zhi can't forgive himself.

"I didn't even think about my injuries." Yu Zhi smiled helplessly, and then said reproachfully, "If you weren't watching the play on the side, uncle, I wouldn't be able to get hurt." I'm going to go out of the city and tell my aunt, and I'll just say that you won't save you when you die. ”

As he spoke, Yu Zhi wiped his hands on the clothes on his chest, and then wiped them on his face, looking even more miserable.

Ahh.....hhh

Yu Zhi screamed.

Li Haomiao stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Zhi's ear, if it weren't for the fact that this kid was seriously injured, he would definitely teach him a lesson first.

After Yu Zhi told him a few times, Li Haomiao let go of his hand. "What are you going to Beiliang Mansion for?"

Yu Zhi rubbed his ears, sighed, and said even more helplessly: "It's not me, it's Qinghuan." After Yu Zhi finished speaking, Li Haomiao said flatly: "If you are bullied, you can go to Beilianghou, and he will help you." ”

Yu Zhi was puzzled: "My aunt said the same thing." But will the dignified marquis really help us? Besides, Qing Huan inevitably has to deal with Shao Wuhou, the other party is a generation of Wuhou, who manages all the Jianghu sects in Beiliang Mansion, and this force is much stronger than Beilianghou. When the time comes, don't bother Beilianghou. ”

Li Haomiao looked at Yu Zhi with a slight meaning in his eyes, and just said, "You go to him, he will definitely help you." ”

"Okay."

Li Haomiao turned around and walked just a few steps, then turned his head uncomfortably and said, "If you really encounter any danger, just report my name." ”

Yu Zhi felt a warm current in his heart, after all, he was his uncle. At this moment, Yu Zhi couldn't wait to give Li Haomiao a big hug.

"I thought about it carefully just now, I don't have a few enemies in Beiliang Mansion, you can just pull my tiger skin."

"Enemy?" The corners of Yu Zhi's mouth twitched.

"Who doesn't have a few opponents in the rivers and lakes?" Li Haomiao said very calmly, "But you don't have to worry, it's all some third-rate goods." ”

"Third-rate goods?" Yu Zhi will be suspicious, how can Li Haomiao have a few words of truth in his mouth, everyone in the world knows it.

"Uncle will remind you a few more words. There are 100,000 mountains in the south of Beiliang Mansion, and there are countless sects, among which the master of the Broken Knife Gate, the mountain master of Cangshan, and the people of Shenyin Pavilion, you don't have to pay attention to these guys, and you can just shout my name Li Haomiao casually to deter this group of Xiaoxiao. ”

Yu Zhi's feet were a little weak, and the high mountains and rivers of Beiliangfu didn't seem to be suitable for him to go, otherwise he would invite that divine doctor mother-in-law to Kyoto? Although there are countless sects hidden in the 100,000 mountains of Beiliang Mansion, these three are undoubtedly among the top ten. In particular, the Shenyin Pavilion is the bull-eared person in the sect in the Beiliang Mansion. The status of the rivers and lakes can be comparable to that of the Hanging Temple and Wudang Mountain.

"Uncle, these are all ......" Yu Zhi's heart was cold, this trip is full of dangers, no matter what, the relationship between him and Li Haomiao must not be exposed.

"What is it? It's all some guys who don't go into the stream. Don't look at all of them, they are all famous, and a sect is not even beautiful with a strong grandmaster, that is, you juniors who have never seen the world can scare and scare. Bei Liang bowed his head when he saw me! ”

Li Haomiao's unashamed words did not give Yu Zhi much confidence, but made Yu Zhi have more worries in his heart.

"Uncle, don't you want to tell me why these people want to kill me?"

Yu Zhi's topic spans a lot, and every time they meet, they have to ask Li Haomiao about this simple and unknown secret. He interrupted Li Haomiao's boasting, what Beiliang bowed his head when he saw me, I saw that the three sects in Beiliang Mansion might lose their heads.

Li Haomiao prevaricated: "Your aunt won't let me say it." You still have to ask your aunt about these things, it's okay for your uncle and me to fight, it's easy to forget things when you're old, and you're afraid of saying the wrong thing. ”

After Li Haomiao left, Yu Zhi sat for a while before getting up to leave.

The appearance of being covered in blood is very scary, and the handful of blood that Yu Zhi wiped on his face is even more terrifying. Pedestrians on the street have avoided it, and on the third day of the Lunar New Year, they encountered this ghostly thing, and I am afraid that this year will be unlucky.

"Cut, fuss." Yu Zhi comforted himself in his heart, only blaming these people for not seeing the world.

......

At New Year's Day, there are not many people on the streets, and every family celebrates the New Year in their own homes. However, the streets of Kyoto are lit up everywhere, and the lights are brighter than usual.

The sun has completely set, the lanterns on the street are also lit, and there are nearby vendors shouting and selling some lanterns in the shape of various animals, although it is not yet the Lantern Festival, the hawkers will not let go of these opportunities to make money.

Yu Zhi looked at a lantern with a phoenix pattern, and couldn't help but think of Li Wantong and Fengqi Wutong.

When the hawker saw Yu Zhi's appearance, he inevitably felt disgusted and wanted to drive him away. Seeing that Yu Zhi threw out a few copper plates, his attitude changed greatly, and he shouted thank you, uncle. Nowadays, there are not many uncles who give money like this.

Tonight, Bai Yu took Bai Li to a banquet at an adult's house. Around the New Year, such feasts among officials are indispensable. After Bai Yu returned to Beijing, he also heard about what happened to Bai Li, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. He has always loved this younger brother the most on weekdays.

However, the Bai family is the head of the household, and Yu Zhi is protected by the Qiu family, how can the Bai family take Yu Zhi through the right way? Even if the Bai family knew that Yu Zhi and his party went out of the city late at night that night, what if it was a pity?

Evidence is only effective when someone dares to stand up for justice.

Bai Li, who was walking on the side, suddenly stopped, Bai Yu looked back at Bai Li suspiciously, and said, "If you don't want to go, you can also go." Dad's side, big brother will help you say. ”

Bai Li shook his head, his eyes staring fiercely at the figure not far away. He had engraved the man's image in his mind.

"Yu ...... Know! ”

What is gnashing of teeth called?

Bai Li's current appearance is enough to illustrate this idiom.

Bai Yu followed Bai Li's gaze, and a person holding a flower lantern suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Yu Zhi?

Bai Yu hadn't seen Yu Zhi in many years. In his eyes, only Ye Qinghuan in Kyoto can be compared to him, even Yan Qingyi, who is third on the first list, is not worthy.

For Bai Yu, Yu Zhi is just a dispensable little person who is attached to Ye Qinghuan's side. He once persuaded Ye Qinghuan not to associate with such a shameful figure as Yu Zhi, and Ye Qinghuan's response was very simple - stupid. Force!

It's a pity that Bai Yu completely misunderstood the relationship between Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan.

This appearance was completely unrecognizable to Bai Yu, if it weren't for Bai Li's sharp eyes, Yu Zhi's appearance would only be worthy of being a little beggar in Kyoto.

"It seems that he really hates Yu Zhi." Bai Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.