Looking at this scene, the old worshipper felt a touch of remorse.

He had already guessed the identity of the dumb servant, but he didn't expect that these assassins had all belonged to the Heavenly Machine Masters, and they were all subordinates of this person.

The old worshipper took a deep breath, looked at the dumb servant and shouted, "Liu Qing, come to battle!"

It is worthy of being a half-step sacred powerhouse of the previous generation, even if he was seriously injured by a sneak attack, he still roared like thunder and was extremely majestic.

The cold winter wind blew through his hair, and it was frenzied.

Yes, that dumb servant was Liu Qing, the former leader of the Tianji Pavilion Assassin Organization.

After Su Li and the mysterious assassin disappeared one after another, he was the most terrifying assassin on the continent.

Only he could succeed in sneaking up on such a powerful figure, but he also paid a heavy price.

Tang Thirty-six stood up, looked at Liu Qing and asked, "Is it okay?"

Liu Qing didn't speak, and nodded expressionlessly.

"Fight, you fight!"

Tang Thirty-six dusted off the snow chips on his body, looked at the bloodied old worshippers on the stone steps and said, "Now it's our turn to beat you up." ”

After saying this, he waved his hand in high spirits.

Liu Qing and the seven Assassins struck the stone steps.

At the same time, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and more people poured in.

The sharp and eerie sword intent left traces on the walls of the ancestral hall from time to time.

Crossbows and hidden weapons whimpered in the snow.

There was blood everywhere, and the white courtyard walls looked like they needed to be painted again.

I don't know how long it took, but the clutter finally died down and the ancestral hall returned to quiet.

It was very quiet, and you could hear the sound of snowflakes falling and the rapid gasping of people.

There was blood everywhere, and everyone was wounded, and Tang Thirty-six was no exception, breaking two ribs.

In order to attract the attention of the old worshipper, he did not allow himself to retreat to the rear.

His approach proved to be effective, and not a single one of the besieging people died.

The old worshipper died, leaning on the incense case in the ancestral hall, his body was full of wounds, the blood had been drained, and he looked extremely miserable.

His eyes were still open, and there was still some remorse and regret in them.

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Those who came to help were all from the Tang family's house.

In the past half a year, there have been no stones thrown into the wall, and there have been no kites that have cut through the sky, but since the dumb servant is Liu Qing, Tang Thirty-six naturally maintains close contact with the long house. The houses near the ancestral hall have long been secretly controlled by the long house, just waiting for the moment when they need to do it.

But Tang Thirty-six really didn't expect that the old worshipper would actually become the second uncle's person.

If Liu Qing wasn't here today, he would definitely die.

Tang Thirty-six asked the people in the long room to withdraw from the ancestral hall, looked at Liu Qing and said, "Brother Idol, I've worked hard for you in the past half a year. ”

When he went to Hanshan to attend the Boiling Stone Conference, he met the legendary Assassin for the first time.

At that time, Liu Qing wanted Chen Changsheng to be the new leader of the Assassin Organization, but of course Chen Changsheng did not agree.

Tang Thirty-six wanted to do it very much, and wanted to get Liu Qing's contact information.

Chen Changsheng knew very well what he wanted to do, so he didn't agree.

But after Tang Thirty-six was imprisoned in the ancestral hall, the situation changed, and Chen Changsheng's thoughts were naturally different.

So, Tang Thirty-six and Liu Qing got in touch.

Liu Qing said expressionlessly: "It's just collecting money to do things." ”

Tang Thirty-six suddenly asked, "Do you have the idea of being my Tang family's worship?"

Liu Qing glanced at him and said, "Wait until you become the head of the family." “

In order to protect Tang Thirty-six's safety in the past six months, Liu Qing pretended to be a dumb servant in the ancestral hall, so naturally he couldn't speak.

Whether it was before or after the court, in the front yard, or in the dark room alone, even after sleeping, he did not say a word.

It's not easy.

That is, from that day on, Tang Thirty-six stopped talking.

Some of the Tang family thought he was doing this out of desperation, and some thought it meant silent confrontation.

No one knew that he just wanted to be quiet and introspect for a while, and by the way, accompany Liu Qing.

Tang Thirty-six looked at the injured assassins and said, "After I become the head of the family, I will support you for the rest of your life. ”

These assassins originally belonged to the Tianji Pavilion, and now they are the vassals of the imperial court, and today because of Liu Qing's orders, if they rebel, they will inevitably usher in the full pursuit of the imperial court, although they are used to living in the dark, but if they are like this for many years, who would really want to be a lonely ghost?

Tang Thirty-six's words were very direct, although they seemed a little distant now, but they were promises after all.

The assassins nodded to him, looked at Liu Qing with their eyes, and disappeared into the snow.

Liu Qing asked Tang Thirty-six, "What do you do next?"

Tang Thirty-six looked at the door of the ancestral hall that had been closed again, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Wait." ”

Liu Qing glanced at him, didn't say anything, and left the ancestral hall.

Everyone dispersed.

He was the only one in the ancestral hall, and there were dead people all over the ground.

He walked up the stone steps, removed the old enshrined body from the incense case, and took a new futon from under the case.

The wind and snow fell silently in the courtyard.

He sat on the futon, looked at the snow outside the door, and waited calmly for the final ending.

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What happened in the ancestral hall was quickly reported back to the old mansion.

Chen Changsheng looked at the snow scene outside the door, and the expression on his face gradually relaxed, like a plum that had broken free from the thick snow, and the luster was gratifying.

The housekeeper of the old mansion looked at the second master of the Tang family, lowered his head and said, "The eldest young master brought a message to the second master. ”

The second master of the Tang family didn't speak, looking at the scattered signs on the table, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Old Mrs. Tang said, "What witticism is this kid going to say?"

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng turned around and glanced at Old Lady Tang.

From the title, it can be clearly seen that the old lady's attitude towards Tang Thirty-six has changed.

No one knows the details of the assassination in the ancestral hall yet, but it must have been bloody and ruthless.

Including Old Lady Tang, everyone thought that Tang Thirty-six would be killed by the second master of the Tang family, although Chen Changsheng knew that Liu Qing had been by Tang Thirty-six's side, he also felt that the situation was extremely dangerous.

But the outcome of the assassination of the ancestral hall was diametrically opposed to what everyone thought.

The steward of the old mansion said in a low voice: "The eldest young master said that assassins still have to be raised by themselves to be useful, and what others give is not your own after all, just like ability." ”

This sentence sounds a little confusing, what kind of ability does this ability refer to?

Others can't understand it, but the second master of the Tang family can understand it.

Knowing the ending in the ancestral hall, no matter how shocked he was, he still maintained a superficial calmness.

Until this time, when he heard Tang Thirty-six say this, he could no longer support it, and his face instantly turned pale.

No matter how smart you are and how good you are at conspiracy, if your own strength is not enough, you can only use others to do things for yourself, then sooner or later something will go wrong.

He thought of what Wang Po said on the snow street three years ago, and what he said in the Dao Hall the day before yesterday, and his mind couldn't help but be a little trance-like, thinking that he was really wrong all these years?

Wei Shangshu didn't come, it was the shy young people in the torture room.

The second master of the Tang family was taken away.

No one knows where he will be imprisoned, when he will reappear in front of the world, or if he will die tonight.

It's like the words that Lao Xian thought of when he looked at Tang Thirty-six in the ancestral hall.

The Tang family is the way of businessmen, the winner takes all, and the loser will have nothing left, that's it.

It's like the sentence that Tang Thirty-six brought to Old Lady Tang, free heart testimony, where is the need for evidence, and where is the real reason.