At the beginning of the lanterns, the flow of people in the Baichuan Inn was surging. In the crowd, a figure seemed to stand out from the crowd, and it was very conspicuous. He Sikong received the number plate received by Zuo Taichong and the others in advance, blended in the crowd, and quickly walked towards the pre-agreed guest room.

When he arrived at the branch building written on the number plate, He Sikong looked up and saw that the three guest rooms at the end of the second floor were pitch black, without any light. This is in stark contrast to other buildings.

"Hey. ”

He Sikong smiled, not surprised. Rakers always like to hide in the dark, and with the style of these two people, this kind of thing is really done.

"Oooo

Walked up the stairs to the second floor, walked through the long corridor, and arrived at the last room, with a hoarse sound, He Sikong sighed slightly:

"Well, not there?"

He Sikong was slightly surprised. The room was empty, not like a person. With Zuo Taichong and Wang Kai's reactions, it is impossible for anyone to come in, and they don't know.

"Looks like we're out for dinner. ”

He Sikong frowned, thoughtful. Although they had agreed to meet here, He Sikong was not sure that Zuo Taichong and Wang Kai would listen to him.

Wow!

With a flick of his sleeves, He Sikong stepped over the threshold and walked in.

"He Sikong?"

Suddenly, a faint voice came from the room. This voice was neither high nor low, but when he heard it, a thunderbolt exploded in He Sikong's ears.

"Who is it?!"

He Sikong's eyelids jumped wildly, and the alarm in his heart was loud. When he first entered the door, he didn't feel that there was anyone in the room at all. And listening to this voice, it is by no means Zuo Taichong or Wang Kaizhong.

The plan of the three men is extremely secretive, and this person is by no means the one who is in the plan.

"Hey!"

On the bed, the curtains swelled, and a figure stepped out of it. Yang Ji fell to the ground. He looked at the person in front of him with interest.

A snow-white body shows that this guy is a little clean, or a little paranoid in his personality, and his high-spirited pace represents strong self-confidence and a wealthy family background, and what attracted Yang Ji's attention the most. It was the scar on the left side of his face, and the quaint silver sword behind his back.

"This guy is He Sikong, who looks like a kendo master. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Zuo Taichong and Wang Kai have already seen it, but only this He Sikong has not seen it. If you want to implement your own plan, the key pass token will fall on this He Sikong.

"It was Zuo Taichong and Wang Kai who asked me to come over. ”

Yang Ji said lightly, his expression was calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

He Sikong was originally alarmed, but when he saw Yang Ji's calm attitude, he suddenly calmed down. I don't know why, I can't get hostility at all.

"What about Zuo Taichong and Wang Kai. Why didn't they show up and ask you to come over and do something?"

He Sikong said in a deep voice.

"Hey, they're in trouble, and they can't come at the same time. That's why you sent me to ask you for something. ”

Yang Ji said lightly, looking at He Sikong, Yang Ji smiled.

"What's that?"

Hearing Yang Ji's words, a cold light flashed in He Sikong's eyes, and he said coldly.

"The red token on you!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as Yang Ji said this, he said. He Sikong's face changed suddenly, and the room suddenly darkened. Endless undercurrents and murderous opportunities roared out and surged.

"Boom!"

I only heard an earth-shattering loud noise, and the wind in the guest room was mighty, and a bright dazzling cold light shot out. At the moment when he said this, Yang Jiyun had been in power for a long time and sent out a thunderous blow.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji roared out. Almost instantaneously as he spoke, he disappeared in place. At the same time, each of the eighteen heavy swords healed the mountains, rumbling into a torrent of heavy swords, roaring out towards He Sikong.

"Look for death!"

He Sikong's face changed several times, and there was a bang behind him. The quaint silver sword bounced out. He Sikong's figure flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

In the dark room, only a terrible scream was heard, and He Sikong was gone, but there was a dragon-like silver storm in the void.

I don't know how many fierce sword qi are composed of this sword qi storm, each sword qi is as thin as a hair, but it is condensed like a substance, cutting gold and cutting iron, containing majestic destruction and dark power.

Thousands of sword qi together formed this silver storm.

"Boom!"

In just an instant, the two fierce sword qi immediately collided violently in the void, and the sound of the clanging sword weapons was endless.

The sword qi and sword qi sliced, inspiring endless sparks in the void.

He Sikong's sword aura was as dense as a rain of swords, while Yang Ji's eighteen heavy swords were like whale sharks in the water. The contest between sword skills and sword skills is fancy.

He Sikong's sword qi was like mercury, ruthless and vicious, sharp and ruthless, and wisps of sword qi were all aimed at the vital points on Yang Ji's body.

And Yang Ji's sword qi is more and more mountainous, partial and delicate, eighteen flying swords are like eighteen martial arts powerhouses, and they contain meticulous delicacy in the roughness, no matter where He Sikong's stormy sword qi rolls to, it will be in vain in the end.

The two of them met opponents and will meet good talents, and they are both the first time they have encountered an opponent with such superb kendo skills.

Bang!

Suddenly, He Sikong's hand swung, and a heavy sword struck the blade, swinging He Sikong's move and sliding in.

"Not good!"

He Sikong's expression was abrupt, the strength on Yang Ji's sword was too strong, his arm was numb, and he couldn't resist it for a while. It's too late to resist.

Rumble!

In the blink of an eye, a second heavy sword slammed into it like a mountain. A crack had already been torn open in He Sikong's airtight defense, and now the crack was even wider.

Rumble!

As soon as the second flying sword arrived, there was a boom, and immediately the third heavy sword came quickly. Then came the fourth, fifth, and sixth,......

"Whew!"

The last sword swing He Sikong's empty door was wide open, and the dark red long sword slashed directly into He Sikong's chest and pierced out of his back. All the movements froze in an instant, and He Sikong's eyes widened, looking at the dark red long sword on his chest, and a grunting sound came out of his throat. It seemed that he couldn't believe that Yang Ji's long sword would pierce his chest lightly.

"How can this be ......"

He Sikong's eyes darkened, and he leaned back and didn't know anything.

"Success!"

There were bursts of human voices outside, and the fight between the two had attracted the attention of many people. Yang Ji's figure flickered, and he instantly appeared beside He Sikong, searched, and quickly found a red token.

"This is it. ”

Yang Ji quickly put the red token into his arms. By the way, he put He Sikong's silver ancient long sword into the mustard bottle.

"Well, there's actually a silver card from Wanguanlou?"

Yang Ji looked at the silver card that was searched from He Sikong's body, and was surprised in his heart. didn't have time to think about it, Yang Ji took the silver card, and a flicker smashed through the window behind the room, and in mid-air, his body jumped, flew up several feet, and his ape arm stretched. Quickly climbed the edge of the house and turned onto the roof.

"Gone!"

Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he saw that many figures in the inn had gathered, and some of them were extremely imposing and had already chased in his direction.

Whoa!

Yang Ji's figure rose and fell several times, flying in the rows and layers of houses, the speed became faster and faster, and soon got rid of these people and disappeared without a trace.

The vendetta of the warriors. One after another, commonplace. The fight in the Baichuan Inn did not cause much turmoil. No one knew the young man in white in the room.

Soon, He Sikong, who was lying in the room, was regarded as an ordinary merchant and was secretly carried out through the back door of the Baichuan Inn.

Yang Ji turned back to a private house, silently watching this scene, and nodded silently when he saw He Sikong being dragged away.

Ultimately. There are too many people in the continent. In a large city with a population of one million, people die every day. Whose attention would a traveler in an inn catch?

Whether it is He Sikong, or Zuo Taichong and Wang Kai, who have died in the mountains, except for a few people, who knows them.

Their plans are by no means flawless. However, Yang Ji was not prepared to pretend to be Zuo Taichong and Wang Kai all the time.

Approaching the little prince of Jiuding is just a means, not an end.

Yang Ji turned around, put a golden mask as thin as a cicada's wings on his face, and with a thud, he walked out of the private house and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

......

In the darkness of the night, Wanguanlou was pitch black, as if no one was there.

The grand event of Wanguan Building is held once in March, except for this time, the rest of the time is empty in Wanguan Building. But despite this, Wanguan Building is by no means empty, let alone stopped.

As a for-profit store, it is impossible for Wanguan Building to stop operating.

"Who?"

Between the octagonal tower-style buildings that are dozens of zhang away from Wanguan Tower, the lights are bright, and several red lanterns of beads are hanging down from the eaves of the octagonal tower.

In front of the gate of the octagonal tower, there were only two guards in Tsing Yi, chaired or lying, looking outside. One even yawned.

Although it stands in the downtown area, this octagonal building with a height of more than ten zhang is not a medicine shop, nor a tea house, nor an inn, and compared with other shops in this block, this octagonal building seems quite out of place.

The owner of the octagonal building seems to be completely unconcerned about the business.

However, Yang Ji knew that this was Wanguanlou's secret stronghold during his leisure time, dealing with some businesses outside of normal business, such as extracting and storing goods, and also operating some transactions between customers.

However, Wan Guan Lou generally does not intervene, but introduces customers to carry out such transactions with customers.

All the business is to improve the service of Wanguanlou outside the normal store. Except for a small number of people, not many people actually know about this place.

"It was you, Mr. Liu, who introduced me. ”

Yang Ji said lightly and took out a card, but it was not a silver card, but a small red diamond-shaped card. This was stuffed to him by Liu Xiyuan when he was in Wanguan Tower, and it was also a pass pass to enter this octagonal building.

"It turned out to be Lord Liu. ”

The two guards perked up, and immediately stood up straight, changing their appearances, which were completely different from the previous yawning appearance.

"I have already notified the inside, and you please. ”

The guard on the left side pulled the hanging bell above his head, and let the door behind him say politely.

"Hmm. ”

Yang Ji nodded and slowly walked in with his hands behind his back. (To be continued......)