Chapter 41: Conspiracy (I)

The night of Cangcheng is still so beautiful and intoxicating, this ancient city that has stood in the south of the God of War Mansion for I don't know how many years it has been still exuding its charming and desolate atmosphere.

Since thousands of years ago, a man named the Night Emperor walked into this ancient city and established the Yejia Fort, this ancient city has been firmly imprinted with the traces of the Night Family. Cangcheng belongs to the night family, and the night family belongs to Cangcheng.

Xue Wuxian walked on the thirteenth street at will, and Shi Lao Mo was closely following him. The night in Cangcheng is indeed beautiful, and the girl on the 13th Street is more enthusiastic than the Qinglou in Drifting Snow City, but he is still a little bored and a little helpless.

He has been living in Cangcheng for more than two months, and there seem to be rumors at home that he went out to practice this time, but he went to the 13th Street of Cangcheng, expressing some dissatisfaction and some worries. And there seem to be some rumors in Yejia Castle that are not good for him, nothing more than some lustful and squirrel.

But only Shi Lao and Mo Lao around him knew that the young master really had no choice, if he didn't find something to do, if he didn't do something, he always lived in Yejiabao and stayed in Cangcheng, and others would be even more suspicious. So in the past month or so, the three of them seem to have visited every building on 13th Street, and even the name of the red card in each building seems to be able to be memorized.

"There's no news from the Barbarian City yet?"

Xue Wuxian looked at the door of the building, those warblers and swallows, kept throwing flattering glances at him, smiling slightly, nodding from time to time, and gently waving the folding fan in his hand.

Hearing the master's question, Mo Lao, who was beside him, took a step forward and replied respectfully: "Not yet, but I think it should be soon." ”

"A couple of wastes. Xue Wuxian cursed in a low voice and entered a building.

The building is called Baihualou, located in the center of the thirteenth street of Cangcheng, and is engaged in the leather and meat business. The old bustard in the building is called Sister Feng, although Sister Feng has reached the age of being a few children's mothers, but it still looks like she has only passed two decades, and a pair of phoenix eyes are very attractive.

It's just that her phoenix eyes are not only beautiful, but also very good at seeing people. At this time, she was swaying down from the upper floor, and she saw the three people who had just entered the door from afar, and a pair of phoenix eyes suddenly lit up, and she opened her mouth to spit out a voice that was better than that of a yellow bird: "Yo, I heard the magpie chirping non-stop early today, I didn't know what good things would be, but now when I see Snow Boy, I finally understand." ”

Feng Niang was polite. Xue Wuxian nodded lightly, disapproving, this kind of flattery was quite comfortable at first hearing, but when I heard it every day, it was a little boring.

"The old rules?" Sister Feng smiled.

Xue Wuxian nodded faintly, and walked straight upstairs into a room that was exclusive to him. This room doesn't have the same pink bed and a peculiar smell of sandalwood as it does in the other rooms. Instead, it is clean and concise, with a few sandalwood tables and chairs, and a few landscape paintings, and it seems that you are not entering a green building, but a study.

"Meet the young master. ”

The side door of the room suddenly opened, Feng Niang's phoenix eyes flashed, and she bowed, her face was serious, and there was no smell of wind and dust at all.

"How's the preparation?" Xue Wuxian nodded faintly and picked up a cup of tea.

Feng Niang hurriedly bowed over and said respectfully: "Back to the young master, the subordinates are preparing to act in five days, and they have made close arrangements, unless the three old guys of the Ye family are dispatched, this mission is guaranteed to be completed." ”

"It's not that serious, I'll arrange it at night. I want you to make sure that girl doesn't die until she is sent to Drifting Snow City. If she's dead, you won't live. "Xue Wuxian is a little helpless, the front, side and back don't work, he can only take a risk, that girl, he is bound to win.

"Knock knock. ”

There was a sudden knock on the door, Xue Wuxian was a little annoyed, turned his head to look at Sister Feng next to him, and there was a hint of blame in his eyes. Sister Feng hurriedly bowed down and opened the door, and then there was a whispered conversation outside the door.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open again, and Sister Feng walked in with a somewhat solemn face, and said, "It seems that this mission can only be acted in advance, and it is best tonight." ”

"What's the situation?" Xue Wuxian raised his eyebrows, and had a hint of bad premonition.

"As soon as Xue Yi and them died, Ye Qinghan killed them alone, and Ye Qinghan was rushing back to Cangcheng at this time, maybe he could rush back tomorrow morning, so if you insist on the task, then you must act immediately. Sister Feng held back the horror in her heart and tried her best to calm her story.

"Bang dang!"

The teacup in his hand fell to the ground quietly and fell apart. Xue Wuxian opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. Mo Lao and Shi Lao looked at the dragon's tongue-like tea leaves sprinkled on the ground in a daze, silently digesting the deep meaning of this information.

"Call me in the person who delivered the message. ”

After a long time, Xue Wuxian suddenly spoke, his voice cold and cold.

Niu Jin and two entourage intelligence officers were called in, looked at the handsome young man with a very calm face in the first place, and hurriedly bowed and saluted. Then he told everything he saw, heard, and thought without any omission. He knows that a wrong word can sometimes represent the disappearance of a life, and he knows that the teenager has this right and this ability.

"Okay, the three of you go down, Sister Feng will arrange for them to have fun for two days. "Xue Wuxian has regained his calm since Niu Jin and the three of them came in, although there are huge waves in his heart, he can only force it down, in front of the next person, he needs to be calm, and he must be calm.

"Act tonight. ”

After thinking for a long time, he resolutely got up, said four words, and then quickly pushed the door open and hurried away.

Yejia Fort, West Courtyard, Intoxicating Garden.

Ye Qingmad is the eldest young man of the Ye family, but at this time, he is not like those ordinary young masters, wandering on the Thirteenth Avenue and squandering his youth. is not like other Cangcheng's gentlemen, who interpret the wealth and power of the family and their fathers on some occasions. Instead, he sat quietly in his courtyard, closed his eyes, and worked hard to cultivate his battle qi.

Many people were puzzled, and they didn't know, that the time he spent cultivating was even more than the time he spent resting and having fun. Only Nightlight himself knows. Why work so hard? Why work so hard?

Because he is a night frivolous, he is the eldest young man of the night family, and the first heir of the family. If he doesn't work hard, maybe in a few years, he won't be a big kid, and he won't be the first heir. Because he is a night light man, he needs to be crazy and he also needs crazy capital, so he must work hard and must work hard.

Many years ago, he knew that his father, who was the lord of Cangcheng City, had incomparable strength and power, but he was not happy. He knew that his father had been pressed by a name all his life, and when the owner of that name was alive, his father was so pressed that he couldn't hold his head up, but after that person died for so many years, he still suppressed his father like a mountain, and he couldn't surpass it, at least not yet. The man died, the grandfather went into hiding, and the father took the throne, but many people felt that the father sat in that position a little far-fetched and a little embarrassed.

Therefore, he had to work hard to cultivate so that his father's position could sit more stable and comfortable. And one day, he will surpass that person, envelop the aura of the night family on himself, smash the mountain that crushed his father with one punch, and let his name make the God of War Mansion and even the Yanlong Continent tremble.

Snow Without a Trace didn't know what kind of ambitions and goals Nightlight had, he just knew that he had to meet him tonight and convince him to cooperate with one of his actions, so he left Thirteenth Street and hurried to the Garden of Intoxication.

"There is little snow, why is it in such a hurry. ”

Ye Qing frantically straightened the bun behind him and ordered his subordinates to prepare tea.

"I'm looking for something to talk to you. Xue Wuji's expression was a little eager, stopping Ye Qing's frantic movements, and said softly.

"Oh, that's good!" Night Light hurriedly motioned for his subordinates to disappear, and smiled sweetly. This is how Xue Wuxian talked to him last time, and as a result, he got ten bottles of Snow Spirit Pill, although the matter was not done, Xue Wuxian was still very generous and didn't ask him for it. So when he saw Xue Wuxi's expression, he felt that something good was about to fall on his head, and he couldn't help but say with some excitement: "You said, what is less snow is my business, and I will do everything I can." ”