"It's coming!"

In the library pavilion, Old Man Han gently put down the cup in his hand, and before he had time to taste a cup of fragrant tea, the main dish of tonight was already here!

Hearing his father's words, Han Lingyan's willow eyebrows furrowed, and he walked outside the library pavilion as Old Man Han pushed open a door. Behind them, Zhan Fan rubbed his sleepy eyes, muttered something and stood up.

The moonlight was still gone, and the night rain was still cloudy.

Under the drizzle, several figures stood quietly in the square outside the library, quiet, like ghosts.

These people all covered their faces, and the only difference on the almost identical black suits was the embroidered words: about the month, about the identity!

Seeing these words, the old man smiled slightly, hugged his fists and said, "It turned out to be a guest of the Thorn Alliance, since you are here, why don't you have a cup of tea inside?"

It turned out that these people were none other than the core powerhouses of the Thorn Alliance: March, April, May, June, July, October and December;

It seems that the two strongest men, January and February, seem to be hidden, or did not come to the Han Mansion, and as for August, September, and November, they have actually died at the hands of Han Jing.

"Old General Han is polite!"

Hearing this, the masked man in the black power suit with the word "three" embroidered on his shoulder stepped forward, hugged his fists and said, "We are not here to drink tea, just to kill people!"

"Everywhere the Assassin League passes, the chickens and dogs are not left!" Looking at him, Old Man Han stroked his beard and smiled: "It seems that you are coming to kill the old man?"

"Not bad!"

Answered, the March long sword was horizontal, and the cold light flashed: "In addition to you, there are everyone here! Especially your grandson Han Jing, he must die tonight!"

"Hahaha...... I'm afraid you can't do it!"

Facing the other party's cruel words, the old man smiled naturally: "Just you people, do you think it is enough?"

When the words fell, Zhan Fan coughed lightly, and had already stood in front of Old Man Han: "You ugly little assassins, you should go back wherever you came from!...... The old man is old, and the old man really doesn't want to kill anyone!"

This is the reliance of the Han family - the strongest man in the empire, Zhan Fan!

Looking at Zhan Fan, March snorted coldly and said, "We have already received information and know that you are in the Han family, but we are still here...... What does it mean?"

"What does it mean?" Zhan Fan thought for a while and replied honestly: "It shows that you are not afraid of the old man!"

"Hahaha......" nodded, and March said coldly: "Since you also know that we are not afraid of you, then if you want to end up with a dead end, get out of the Han family quickly......!

"How else?"

"Kill!"

It's another question and answer, ask directly, answer crisply!

Zhan Fan's face didn't look good: "The old man is strange, how can you be so bold and confident that you can beat the old man? Do you think you have too many people?"

"It's just a lot of people!"

Taking a step forward, March did not hide it: "There are three thousand sharp ones sent by the Yang family outside, and the Han Mansion still has more than a thousand guards of its own, but when the strong fight, what is the use of these sharp and guards?

When the words fell, I saw him wave his hand lightly, and April, May, June, and July behind him actually took a few steps forward and stood in the position of facing Zhan Fan.

This simple move illustrates the plan of the Assassin Alliance: trap Zhan Fan with at least four masters, and the wheel battle generally consumes the aging Zhan Fan, and then exterminates it.

At that time, the remaining Assassin Alliance masters will still have March, October, and December, which will be enough to deal with Old Man Han, Han Lingyan, and Han Jing—this is their plan.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the library: "Is there more than people?

Someone is here again!

Seven people!

......

"He is Han Jing!"

"His strength ...... Why can't you see through it?"

"And who are the people around Han Jing, and why do they have such strength?"

Only then did they see these seven figures, and the masters of the Assassin Alliance were all surprised.

Even Old Man Han, Zhan Fan and others were secretly surprised: there were only 500 soldiers and more than 80 young men and women around Jing'er, but the men standing beside him now were obviously not among those soldiers, and their strength was above the level of the Yangshi Four Realms......

Who are they?

......

"Auntie, it's on!"

At the same time, in a courtyard deep in the palace, Baili Yi stood quietly, smiling: "I...... Can you go?"

Behind her, a spy knelt with his fists clenched, as if he had just sent some information! And the clothes on his body were the strong clothes of the guards of the Han Mansion!

Hearing this, the Queen Mother still stroked the piano gently, the sound of the piano was like water, and the sound of drizzle flowed slowly.

"Xiaoyi, is this your choice? Your choice will represent the choice of this generation of Baili family, do you know this?"

waited until the sound of the piano stopped, and the Queen Mother asked.

Hearing this, Baili Yi's pretty face showed a little shyness, and said: "Just like when my aunt and grandmother chose him, and then the Baili family helped him establish the Great Xia Empire......? I don't know what to say, I just think he's funny, so I just want to help him!"

"Interesting? hehehe......"

After getting such an answer, the Queen Mother smiled and nodded: "Xiaoyi is still young, so he shouldn't make some kind of decision! But since you think he is interesting and worthy of your help, then you can go!"

"Well, thank you, Grandma!"

......

On the other side, the hall of the Ouyang family was also brightly lit.

"Grandpa, let's decide! this time it will decide the future of my Ouyang family!"

Standing in the middle of the hall, Ouyang Haoran clenched his fists and looked serious: "Decide ...... It's life or death!"

Hearing this, the rest of the Ouyang family on both sides had a solemn face, pondering something.

Above the hall, Ouyang Wuji also pondered, and finally asked, "But if the Han family loses this battle and we are on their side again, wouldn't it be ......?"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Ouyang Haoran had already raised his head, and there was a certain belief burning in his eyes: "That demon, you can't lose!"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at a spy who was kneeling on one knee at the end of the hall and asked, "Did your young man say anything about you coming here to deliver a message?"

Hearing this, the spy raised his head and said, "The young master also asked us to tell all the families who have received the information a word!"

"What?"

"A night of blood rain, eradicate the Thorn Alliance! Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!"

......

Back to the square outside the Han family's library, the rain was louder, and thunder rumbled through, lighting up the surroundings from time to time, and then returning to the gloom.

"Jing'er, why did you come out?"

When he came to Han Jing's side, the old man looked worried: "Here, there is us!"

Hearing this, Han Jing smiled gratefully, and then turned his head to look at the darkness not far away: "You four big rats, don't you want Ben Shao to get out?"

What the......

There are still four rats hidden in the darkness?