The sound of opening the city gate was particularly piercing in the silent night, the heavy city gate crossed the ground, the afterimage of the road was swept by, the neat footsteps and the sporadic horse's hooves stepped on the dust to enter, and the officers and soldiers guarding the city were as indifferent as if they had lost their minds, allowing the large group of men and horses to enter the city, gradually approaching the palace.

Shang Pingrong was dressed in a black suit, and wanted to go out at night, but unexpectedly blocked the way for the guards, Shang Pingrong frowned, and reprimanded angrily, "Presumptuous! This pavilion leader is the Xingwei Mansion pavilion leader personally sealed by His Majesty, not your prisoners, if you are interested, get out of the way, otherwise don't blame this pavilion leader for being polite!"

The roadblock guard knelt on one knee, "Shang Ge is angry, and he is also acting on orders." I hope you don't let your humble position be embarrassed. Although it was a gesture of kneeling and pleading, there was no humility or trepidation in his expression.

The dispute at the gate of Xing Wei Mansion also attracted the eyes of many guards and soldiers.

Shang Pingrong's afterglow looked around Xing Wei's Mansion, his eyebrows raised, and his gloom did not decrease, "Is it on the orders of King Qingping? That is to say, is it also King Qingping who asked you to turn a blind eye to the assassins breaking into Xing Wei's Mansion?!"

After that, Shang Pingrong also unceremoniously carried the guard's neck and turned to the side, at this time, several black shadows approached Xing Wei's Mansion in a well-trained manner, and the guards were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ordered their subordinates to come forward to check.

Shang Pingrong was in the sight of the officers and soldiers, turned around and went back to Xing Wei's Mansion, passed through the brightly lit inner hall, entered the small door in the back and came to the secret room, and unsurprisingly saw a young man in dark blue clothes.

The young man's face was calm, and he carried a packet of medicine in his hand. Shang Pingrong didn't dare to slack off, he held the weapon on his waist, his eyes were cold, "I've been feeling unwell recently, I went out to grab the medicine at noon today, I didn't think that I was in a hurry for a while, but I actually dropped the medicine, but Your Excellency Lao personally went to deliver the medicine." ”

"No, it's our head of the family who has made a headwind, but the major pharmacies have closed, and I heard that you know a little about pharmacology, so I took some medicinal materials at home and asked you to take a look, hoping to get a good prescription to relieve the pain. ”

Shang Pingrong's expression gradually slowed, a smile appeared on his face silently, and the young man bowed his hand and said, "In Xiaheng Mountain, Elder Yitong is accompanying his disciple Lan Ying, and I have seen Shang Ge Ling. ”

"You're welcome, it must not be easy to be a disciple by my father's side. Shang Pingrong waved his hand and looked at Lan Ying up and down, "Your people have already come in?"

"Yes. Lan Ying nodded.

"That's fine. Shang Pingrong was suddenly a little helpless, although he caught a few spies, he didn't know if there were still their eyeliners in Xing Wei's mansion, and the secret report he received also made him worried.

Secret reports said that someone was going to take advantage of the chaos to release the prisoners in order to create chaos. The people detained by Xing Weifu are all felons, and they are not afraid of death, and they don't know what is behind them, and once they escape, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In desperation, he thought of Shang Huaifeng. Just take the opportunity to escort Wan Ziyu out safely.

"Despite this, the situation in the city is still not optimistic. Lan Ying thought for a moment and said, "Around the end of the day, a group of unidentified merchants entered Wei'an City and lost their traces around a hidden courtyard in the south of the city. ”

Shang Pingrong frowned slightly, and his palms were soaked with sweat, "In this Wei'an City, it is a lot more lively." ”

In the prison prison of the West Courtyard, lanterns and torches flickered in the night wind, and the guards yawned, and their lazy figures stretched long on the ground. The wind was bitter, and the flames of the torches hanging from the walls shook violently, causing all the jailers on duty to shiver and rub their hands back and forth.

But before the next breath of fresh air could be inhaled into his nose, he was slashed by an inexplicable black shadow on his neck, blood gushed out, and the bloody gas gradually drowned in the air.

When the cell door opened, the sudden light stung his eyes, Shang Pingrong and Lan Ying were already waiting here, the man in black couldn't dodge, and was hit in the abdomen by Shang Pingrong's punch, he bowed back and wanted to escape, but was caught on the spot by the guards who came later, and knelt on the ground.

Under the flickering light of the torches, the assassin's face was revealed, this person was actually the secret guard of the Qingping Palace, Pinsheng frowned slightly, struggled desperately, and glared at Shang Pingrong unwillingly, "What's the use of catching me..."

Before the words landed, Zhou Yi trotted all the way back and forth, "Pavilion leader, I followed the killer who sneaked in just now, and I have captured all the killers and eyeliner, and none of them have missed the net." ”

The anger and unwillingness in his eyes gradually subsided, Shang Pingrong stepped forward and squeezed his chin, "You're right, of course it's not important to catch you, you're just a pawn discarded by your lord, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Under Shang Pingrong's compulsion, Pinsheng's head was raised to the highest, and the collar of his shoulder was torn open, and the pattern of the black flower on the other side was faintly revealed, Shang Pingrong's hand was forceful, and his chin was broken alive, and with a painful moan, a large mouthful of blood foamed out of his mouth, and Pinsheng tried to open his mouth, but it was difficult to resist the severe pain.

Shang Pingrong loosened his voice and commanded, "Pick off the tendons, tendons, hamstrings, and hamstrings, and throw them in a conspicuous place!"

Zhou Yi was stunned, he didn't know what medicine was sold in Shang Pingrong's gourd, but he didn't dare to think about it, so he led someone to drag the sound away.

After the work of half a pillar of incense, the sound of the pin was thrown into the street like a broken sack full of goods, and the autumn wind blew through the clothes on the body, and the pin sound lay on the ground in pain and suffered, unable to live or die.

But this torment only lasted for a cup of tea. When a figure passed by silently, he died of anger, his neck pierced by a dagger, and his eyes were wide with anger.

Shang Pingrong passed by the silent corpse, did not make any stops, and did not hesitate to follow the figure of the mysterious passer-by, through the streets and alleys, and the figure finally disappeared at the mouth of an alley in the south of the city.

The mouth of the alley is relatively narrow, with dead trees, and the fierce wind blows through at night, blowing the fallen leaves and dust everywhere, and the branches and leaves rattle, and under the bleak moonlight, there are teeth and claws on the ground, and there will be shadows flickering from time to time.

Shang Pingrong didn't continue to chase, he understood that taking another step forward would be a trap, and the henchmen and guards and disciples of the Hengshan faction who were secretly following were also scattered, and with their agile reactions and years of combat experience, they solved the killers who were hidden in the night one by one, although the ambush was completed with the slightest movement, but the slight moaning of the killer and the sound of the corpse moving were still particularly clear in the silent night.

The danger didn't seem to have passed, and there was no movement in the courtyard surrounded and protected by the killers, Shang Pingrong clenched the weapon pinned to his waist and held his breath.

'Squeak', the courtyard door opened, and the dull sound almost attracted everyone's attention, but Shang Pingrong was extremely calm at this time, while he waved his palm, a dazzling cold light flashed, and a short sword pierced the throat of the killer behind Shang Pingrong, who was still holding his hand in the air, trying to attack Shang Pingrong.

Shang Pingrong waved his backhand again, threw out a dagger, and shot through the hidden weapon that attacked him and did not enter the wall.

"I didn't see that you are still a master, and you are worthy of Shang Huaifeng's son. An indifferent voice came from the direction where the courtyard door was opened, and the figure gradually approached and appeared in front of Shang Pingrong.

Shang Pingrong stared at him for a long time, during which a cowering figure was taken into view, Shang Pingrong glanced at the figure contemptuously, and then turned to the person in front of him, "Li Shijie, the young owner of Hongyuan Villa?"

Li Shijie's eyebrows were slightly raised, "It seems that you know me." ”

Shang Pingrong looked at the figure shrunk in the corner, "Master Li Shaozhuang is outside, how can he not know him?" Besides, when your brother was waiting to die in prison, he could only talk to me, and you were the one he said the most. ”

"Waiting to die in prison?" Speaking of Li Zifeng, Li Shijie was still worried for no reason, "Where is he now?"

"It's just a death row inmate waiting to be executed, where do you think he can be?"

Shang Pingrong stared at Li Shijie with mocking eyes, what he had to do at this time was to mess up Li Shijie's square inch, so as to disintegrate their plan to besiege the Linxiu Dart Bureau and several important yamen in the DPRK, but what he just said was also the truth, Li Zifeng and what he said the most were indeed Li Shijie, but I don't know if he intended to remind him that Li Zifeng always mentioned that Li Shijie had a problem, that is, he was too soft-hearted and emotional. So he thought of using this trick.

Shang Pingrong silently said in his heart Li Zifeng, this time I owe you a favor.

Sure enough, within two breaths, a long sword glowed with cold light and stabbed straight at Shang Pingrong's eyebrows.

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