The clouds in the sky are extremely thick, and the clouds that are constantly gathering are stacked on top of each other, like a curtain covering the top, even the cold moonlight is also covered, and the night is as thick as thick ink, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you can't see your fingers.

At some point, the man with the wooden box had reached the high-walled compound, and with a slight leap, he reached the top of a three-story attic.

"Boom ......"

A dull thunderclap sounded,

Then an electric light fell,

By the light of this moment,

Qinglong looked down from a high place, and the Xie Mansion, which covered an area of more than 100 acres, was like a giant beast in the darkness that was dormant, and only a few outlines could be faintly seen.

Maybe the night was too late, or maybe the rain was too heavy, and there was still no sign of waking up.

Even the housekeepers who patrol with lanterns are just hiding under the nearby eaves to avoid the rain, ordinary family members, and maids sleep deeply.

Qinglong did not make a rash move, but quietly felt the aura around him, the murderous aura on the bodies of ordinary dead soldiers could not be concealed, and those cultivators who were as bloody as dragons were like torches in the night.

Before slaughtering Xie Mansion, you need to avoid these people as much as possible and complete the task in the fastest and most efficient way, which is a habit engraved in your bones since childhood.

And the dead and the doorman are categorically not qualified to live in the backyard where the families of the Xie family live.

Qinglong can naturally easily avoid it, he is the killer leader of the secret service, restraining his own murderous aura, and hiding his whereabouts is something that is not the foundation, through this heavy rain curtain, it is a person in the same realm, and there is no possibility of discovering it,

"Mourning Hall?"

Qinglong looked at the place where the Xie Mansion Spiritual Hall was erected, and said secretly in his heart, the white lantern hanging under the beam of the room was like a torch in the night, which instantly attracted all his minds.

He didn't know if the Xie family had died in the near future, but there were not many people who were worthy of such a deal.

Xie Wenyuan, the squire of the military department, is considered one, and the courtyard where the mourning hall is located is not surprisingly where his widow is, and it is also the primary target of Luo Congee's confession.

Qinglong thought without the slightest hesitation, and went straight to the past, his toes stepping on the green tiles of the roof, there was no crisp sound, only the extremely subtle snapping sound of the soles of his boots touching the water stains on the tiles when they were lifted again.

Outside the mourning hall,

Qinglong leaned over and saw that there was only one old man with a depressed face in the mourning hall, lying in front of the empty coffin, muttering something to himself.

"Buzz ......"

This is the subtle sound of the air vibrating when the arrow is pushed out by the taut string, Qinglong has seen the portraits of the Xie family before coming here, so he naturally knows this person, and he is very familiar with taking out the crossbow from the wooden box.

"Bang ......"

This is the dull sound of a steel arrow piercing the head and nailing it to the coffin, and the fourteen potentials of the Ming Dynasty are a collection of killing weapons built by skilled craftsmen in a dynasty, and the hand crossbow is also equipped with the advantage of piercing the armor.

Xie Heng'an is dead, and there is no difference between him and the ordinary pawns killed by Qinglong in the past to complete the task, all the schemes and calculations are not worth mentioning in the face of the monstrous ruthlessness and the determination of the people who cannot be killed in the world.

The reality is far more absurd than imagined, and he never imagined that the thieves in Shangjing would send people to Qinghe County to kill people so decisively.

is so unscrupulous, he actually does whatever he wants, you must know that this is the lair of his Xie family, the center of the power of Qinghe County.

Qinglong looked at the corpse that slowly slipped in front of the coffin,

There is no stop and no half waves,

For himself, it makes no difference whether he kills him first or an inconsequential subordinate first, because the order he received is,

All of them were slaughtered, and not a single one was left.

After half a cup of tea,

When Qinglong left the courtyard, the steel knife in his hand, which was used to execute one of the last six, was already stained with blood, and the wooden handle had been soaked and took on a dark red color.

Nearly a hundred people, up and down, fell under this steel knife, and there were no piercing screams or wails in the process, because the steel knife in his hand was fast, fast enough for them all to walk peacefully, so that most of them had left unconsciously.

Even a person with strong vitality and tenacious vitality can't make any sound, because when the knife cuts the throat, the gushing blood will instantly block the trachea, and at most it can only make a subtle sound similar to "hoho ho ......".

On a rainy night, most of the sounds will be muffled, and the strong smell of blood will be diluted by the moisture brought by the raindrops just after wafting out of the cracks in the windows and doors, and even the traces left behind will be washed away by the rain, making people nowhere to find.

So since ancient times,

A rainy day is a good time to kill,

The green dragon, dressed in black, disappeared into the torrential rainy night and went to the next courtyard, until he came out of the seventh courtyard, he had no less than five hundred lives in his hands, and his way of killing people was very simple and efficient.

"Who are you?"

The night patrol was closer, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled the smell of blood, which had been washed away by the rain, and at the same time as he pressed the knife in his right hand, the lantern in his left hand was also raised, and finally the man turned around and ran to warn him.

Qinglong did not answer, but pressed the mechanism on the Ming Fourteen Potential, and in an instant, a row of steel needles shot out from the top of the wooden box, under the cover of the night and the rain, the steel needles penetrated the raindrops, and went to all the key points, and the steel knife in his hand was also thrown out through the heart of the fleeing man.

That group of people had fallen to the ground before they even saw Qinglong's face, and Qinglong had never exposed himself to the living from the beginning.

"The head of the house has been killed!"

"A thief has entered the house!"

"A thief has entered the house!"

……

But the mourning hall was really silent for too long, and it was finally discovered by another team of night patrols, and the frightened shouts sounded, but still no one answered, and someone pushed open the door and looked at the corpses in one courtyard after another, and was so frightened that his soul did not possess his body, but he still endured fear and climbed up the bell tower.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

The sound of the bronze ancient bell was very dull, and under the successive rings, it penetrated the heavy rain curtain, and at this time, this dormant giant beast came to life, and more than 500 lightly clothed dead men neatly packed up their weapons and gathered from all over the front yard in the direction of the bell ringing.

Qinglong perceived carefully above another attic, among them there were many cultivators with deep breath, this was the door of the Xie family, and there was also a three-rank pure martial artist with a reckless breath like a beast, you must know that this is just a standing manpower living in the mansion, and the strength of the family gate valve in the place can be seen.

"No sign of the thief!"

"I don't have it here!"

"Not here!"

The dead soldiers who arrived at the mourning hall first searched carefully, except for the corpses everywhere, they did not find half a trace of Qinglong, and the rest of the people who were still rushing also stopped when they heard the sound.

And those Xie family members who woke up were only three hundred people left, looking at the quiet courtyard around them, an inexplicable fear rose in their hearts, it was a fear of the unknown, because they didn't even know how many people there were, and they didn't know where they were or why.

Some of them want to escape, want to leave Xie Mansion, but the nearest city is more than 30 miles away, what if there is an ambush by the same party on the way?

The crowd hesitated, not knowing where to go.

In the end, under the chanting of an old man, everyone was asked to run towards the ancestral hall of the clan, after all, it was the most core location in the Xie Mansion, and all the children of the Xie family who were alive in the courtyard knew the route even in the dark, and they could gather as quickly as possible.

"Yuan Kui, don't chase after you!"

"Now I don't know where the thieves are, you are here to protect me and others, and wait until dawn so that those thieves have nowhere to hide, and they are scheming!"

"In addition, only two hundred people were set aside to search all over the house, and the rest of the people around the temple immediately moved closer to the ancestral hall, so as not to fall for the thief's plan to divert the tiger from the mountain."

An old man calmed down and shouted, and the dead soldiers who were close to them all gave up the search when they heard the voice, and quickly moved closer to the middle, as a dead soldier who had been raised since childhood, the order to prohibit it was far better than that of ordinary soldiers.