Chapter 43: A write-off

The commander chased out with seven or eight soldiers, and did not see the man in black, but saw several horses running towards him in the distance.

The first person was majestic and heroic, and it was obvious that he had been running all night at dawn.

On his face, he did not show any tiredness.

It was the little marquis of Qitianbao who returned from the capital with three guards.

As soon as Fang entered the city, he noticed that there was a faint commotion coming from the direction of Qi Tianbao, and Yin Zhelu was puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but urge a few whips.

When the commander saw the identity of the person who came, he was inevitably panicked, and everyone dismounted one after another to pay respects.

Yin Zhelule immediately stepped forward and asked, "What happened, what are you looking for?"

The commander did not dare to conceal the slightest secret, and hurriedly replied truthfully: "The assassins broke into the fort at night, and they escaped from the fort, so they should have been injured, and we are being ordered to arrest the assassins." ”

Hearing that an assassin had mixed in, Yin Zhelu's heart sank, and a sense of foreboding arose, and he was about to open his mouth to ask about the specific situation, but he saw the blood on the leader's hands, and asked with some curiosity: "You have fought with that assassin, how is the other party's skills?"

The Commander shook his head and replied, "I haven't met yet, I haven't fought before." ”

"And where did the blood on your hands come from?"

In a few words, the commander roughly told Jia Yuanzhu about what he had met before.

I felt that the assassin was always a little strange because he hurt people at every turn but was not fatal.

Yin Zhelu groaned slightly for a while, and ordered everyone to continue the pursuit, but said to the commander: "You take me to the private house to have a look!"

Yu Yingxue, who was lying in the cellar, had gradually fallen into a coma, leaving only a trace of breath, and her front of her body was slightly undulating.

Where did Yao Xing'er encounter such a thing, her face was flustered and at a loss.

took a cloth towel to wipe the blood stains for Yu Yingxue, but the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it.

Seeing Jia Yuan's return, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Brother Jia, what should Miss Yu do? Do you want to find someone to take a look? The injury is so serious, I'm afraid it won't work without medicine." ”

Jia Yuanshu checked Yu Yingxue's situation, frowned slightly, and said to himself: "The injury she suffered is not unusual, and it is not something that Langzhong in the city can deal with, and whether she can recover depends on her creation." ”

Although he is not a person who cultivates immortals, he knows the truth of cultivation, and Yu Yingxue's injury is naturally not an ordinary injury that can be cured by medicine.

Seeing that Yu Yingxue only had her last breath left, Yao Xing'er became more and more anxious, and couldn't help asking: "Miss Yu saved us after all, we can't ignore it, Brother Jia, you are well-informed, you still have to think of a way." ”

Jia Yuanshu was hesitating, and then heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the house, and said that it was not good, and hurriedly walked out of the cellar.

When I came to the house, I saw Yin Zhelu knocking on the door with someone.

The two were stunned for a while when they saw each other, and after a while, Yin Zhelu recognized Jia Yuanzhu, his face showed surprise, and hurriedly said: "I didn't expect that Mr. was here, you and I are really fateful, and I have to be guided by Mr. on the way, I don't want to meet Mr. again as soon as I return to Qitianbao." ”

Jia Yuanshu smiled wryly, but he was still a little nervous in his heart.

Only then did he see the injury on Jia Yuan's arm, Yin Zhelu frowned slightly, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to fetch the wound medicine.

First, he applied some medicinal powder to Jia Yuan's wound, and then took out a pill and handed it to Jia Yuanchuan and said: "This is Qingyuan Dan, the best wound medicine, just take one, and the wound can be healed in two days." ”

Jia Yuanshu was not polite, took the elixir, and put it in his mouth as soon as he raised his head.

Taking advantage of this, Yin Zhelu took people to look around outside the door for a while, and then came to the room, and the two of them found a random place to sit down and asked: "Since Mr. has arrived at Qitian Fort, why don't you take out the gold medal and wait in the castle, is it because you can't trust my Yin family's hospitality?"

Jia Yuan smiled and said: "It's strange that the gold medal of the little marquis is too conspicuous, and he was accidentally lost by pickpockets on the way, so he had to find a place to live here at will." ”

Yin Zhilu no longer continued to ask, but asked about the assassin he had encountered before.

Jia Yuanshu is still the same statement, but looking at Yin Zhelu's expression again, there have been a lot of changes from the previous meeting.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Yin Zhelu slowly asked, "Mr. said that he was injured by the assassin with a sword, but I see that the wound on Mr.'s arm is a knife wound, not a sword wound." ”

Jia Yuanshu simply kept silent, that statement was full of loopholes, it was okay to deceive ordinary soldiers, but the people in front of him were comparable to ordinary soldiers, both of them were smart people, and it was useless to say more.

Seeing that Jia Yuanshu was silent and did not answer, Yin Zhilu said with a wry smile: "I don't know if the assassin and Mr. Pingshui met or made close friends, if Mr. can trust me, it is better to hand over the person to me first, I can promise that I will not embarrass the other party, if there is any dissatisfaction with my Qi Tianbao, but it doesn't matter, it is really Qi Tianbao's fault, and I will definitely give Mr. an explanation." ”

Jia Yuanzhu was still silent, but Yin Zhelu would not really tear his face, so the two looked at each other like this for a long time.

Yin Zhelu didn't make a move after all, and in desperation, he called the guards around him and whispered: "You go back to Qitian Fort first, see what happened, and come back to report to me." ”

The guards were about to leave, but they saw a group of people coming in a hurry.

The first person was Yin Wuning, who walked into the room quickly, didn't care about saluting, and said to Yin Zhelu: "Little Marquis, please go back to Qitian Fort quickly, something happened in the fort!"

Just looking at Yin Wuning's expression, Yin Zhilu's heart was already filled with an ominous feeling, and if he wanted to ask more, Yin Wuning had already turned around.

The three guards left commanded: "You are here to protect Mr., do not disturb Mr., and do not allow anyone to come and go at will!"

After that, he hurried back with Yin Wuning.

The two of them were silent all the way, and soon came to the Monkey Castle.

Stepping into a secret room, Yin Changfeng lay flat on the stone bed, but he was long gone.

Along the way, Yin Zhelu imagined countless possibilities, but he never expected that it would be such a scene in front of him.

I felt that it was dark in front of my eyes, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and I passed out directly.

After a long time, Yin Zhelu slowly woke up, and Yin Wuning was the only one in the room, still with a dead face.

Looking at his father's body in front of him, he couldn't help but cry for a while, until his hoarse tears dried up, Yin Zhilu calmed down a little, and asked Yin Wuning on the side, "Uncle Ning, what's going on?"

Yin Wuning didn't know how to answer, and said in a deep voice after thinking for a while: "Last night, an assassin came to the castle. ”

Yin Zhilu gritted his teeth and asked, "Father's miraculous skills are world-renowned, and the fort is heavily guarded, what assassin can put him to death!"

Yin Wuning said: "That assassin Xiao Hou Ye should have met it, it is a woman in black, a disciple of Fu Caiyan. ”

Yin Zhelu froze instantly, his pupils shrank, how could he forget the experience in Feng'an City, but he didn't expect that the other party would not succeed in assassination but came to Qitian Castle.

He stood up suddenly, and said indignantly: "That woman is in the house before, and I will go and take her life!"

Yin Wuning hurriedly stopped in front of Yin Zhelu and said, "Little Hou Ye, don't be impulsive, you can take a look at the cause of Hou Ye's death first." ”

Yin Zhelu was really a little puzzled, Yin Wuning was the most trusted person by Yin Changfeng, if it was reliable, except for him in the entire Qitian Castle, I am afraid that there would be no one else.

Now that Yin Changfeng has been victimized, he really can't figure out why Yin Wuning didn't capture the killer to take revenge, but he wanted to see what the cause of death was.

A sword wound in front of Yin Changfeng was particularly obvious, and Yin Zhelu pointed to the wound and asked, "Isn't this sword wound caused by that woman?"

Yin Wuning slowly shook his head and said: "This injury is indeed from the hand of that killer, it is only fatal, but it is not this injury, but the Hou Ye himself shattered the meridian dantian." ”

Yin Zhilu was stunned for a moment, then continued to check for a while, and said incredulously: "What did you say?!You said that my father committed suicide?"

Yin Wuning nodded, and then said with a long sigh: "That's right, although he committed suicide, he can't get rid of that woman, speaking of which, I may want to avenge Hou Ye more, but if I do this, Hou Ye will die in vain." ”

After roughly saying what Yin Changfeng said on his deathbed, Yin Zhelu went weak and collapsed to the ground.

After a while, there was a burst of indignation in his heart, and he beat his chest and said: "Dad is really confused, what can Fu Caiyan do, he was not afraid of him twenty years ago, but today he will be afraid of him?"

Yin Wuning explained on the side: "Lord Hou's intention is not to be afraid of Fu Caiyan, but to worry about the person who is hidden in the shadows. ”

Yin Zhelu was speechless for a long time, he was not a reckless person, since the attack on Fenfeng Ancheng, he was vaguely aware of the turbulence in the dark, and what Yin Changfeng was worried about was definitely not without purpose.

After being silent for a while, Yin Wuning comforted: "Little Hou Ye, don't be too sad, I have followed Hou Ye for decades, I know Hou Ye's heart best, twenty years ago, there was a bloody battle in Fengming City, and the country was destroyed, and Hou Ye's duty was understandable." But it was not his heart's desire to cast such a killing, and although it had been twenty years, he could not let go of it in his heart. Hou Ye is already in the realm of Xuantong, but it is difficult to recover after being severely injured, and his true strength may not be able to concentrate on it, as a martial artist, it is easy to climb the mountain and difficult to descend, which is also an unacceptable fact. Now that Hou Ye is gone, it may be regarded as a relief. ”

Listening to these words, the pain in Yin Zhelu's heart eased slightly, but then it was like a knife.

"Dad means that the grudge between him and that woman will be written off from now on? Dare to ask Uncle Ning, can you do it?"

Yin Wuning's eyes closed slightly, and he slowly shook his head and said, "In all fairness, I can't do it." ”

Then he added: "But you must do it, because you and I have different identities! From now on, the rise and fall of Qi Tianbao will fall on the shoulders of the little Hou Ye, no matter whether the Hou Ye's move is right or wrong, the Hou Ye has already made such a choice, if the little Hou Ye is bent on revenge, it may be very happy, but it also lives up to the deep meaning of what the Hou Ye did today." ”

The anger in his chest gushed out like a volcano, and Yin Zhilu raised his head and let out a long roar, and the sound echoed in the stone chamber for a long time.

His shoulders weighed more than a thousand pounds, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails were embedded in his palms, and blood was slowly dripping, but he didn't feel any pain.