After Jiang Xiaobai succeeded in clearing the air, he did not delay, and his mind fell on the seal. If it can't be printed, it's just a piece of paper, and everything is in vain.

Printing is a long process that requires constant absorption of Reiki. After emptying, the spiritual energy is inhaled into the body, and it no longer stays in the meridians, but continuously enters the dantian. The inside of the dantian was pitch black, and after the aura was inhaled, it was like a spider silk, emitting a faint white light, swimming in the night sky. As the aura gathers more and more, the spider silk is layered, like clouds, like flowing yarn, wandering all over the sky.

What Jiang Xiaobai has to do now is to condense these scattered soldiers-like aura into stars, so that the aura can be turned into his own use, turned into mana and freely exported out of the body, otherwise, this dantian is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much aura is absorbed, it is useless, and it can only be seen as a scenery for the rest of his life.

But these auras are not controlled by his mind, they are really like white clouds floating in the air, so that he has nowhere to focus, except for being in a hurry, he can't do anything.

On this day, a young man from outside the Hou Mansion, looking extremely handsome, wandered alone outside the gate for a while, and now the Hou Mansion has been renovated and completed, and it is completely new and magnificent. I heard the young man snort coldly and muttered to himself: "Sure enough, he is a well-known loser, who extorted a sum of gold and didn't know how to use it well, so he knew that he couldn't hold up the wall with a façade." ”

This young man is none other than Chang Chuchu, who is dressed as a man. She had been forced by her mother to come to Qingliang City for several days, and to be honest, she also wanted to meet this little marquis, what kind of strange man was he who made her mother so favored. Of course, she didn't expect him to like this little marquis, just out of curiosity. As a result, like Qin Shangtian, she didn't even see a single hair of the little marquis.

So she is idle and bored, and she will also inquire about the past of this little marquis, because this little marquis is too famous in Qingliang City, and his glorious deeds are being recited in the streets and alleys, what eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, stealing chickens and touching dogs, cheating, bullying the weak, almost all bad things have been done by him, even if he finds a professional storyteller, it is estimated that it will take a few days and nights to finish.

However, most of the people in Qingliang City have no grudges against Xiao Houye, and they will not deliberately smear him, some good say good, some bad say bad, about his feat in Xiting Mansion and Qiuxianglou, he did not hide it, and he also said it to Chang Chuchu, and at the end, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise twice.

However, Chang Chuchu was already preconceived, and he didn't plan to have a good impression of the little marquis, so he directly ignored the affairs of Xiting Mansion and Qiuxianglou, and only picked up the bad ones.

"Dogs can't change their!" she thought.

So when she saw the renovated Hou Mansion, she didn't expect the little Hou Ye to revitalize the lintel, and only thought that he was a loser.

She didn't come to Qingliang City to win over feelings, but to kill Qinglianghou. Thinking of her mother's resolute appearance, there was no room for negotiation, if Qinglianghou didn't die, she would definitely marry him. She has always thought highly of herself, and if she let him spend her life with such a wreck, it will be even more uncomfortable than killing her.

Although he wanted to see Qinglianghou, he was just curious, and if he couldn't see him, she didn't want to wait any longer, so she decided to do it, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

On this night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Chang Chuchu changed into a night suit, masked and came to the courtyard of the Hou Mansion, she didn't dare to let her parents know about the assassination of Qinglianghou, so she didn't even bring a helper, besides, she was a monk, and she was already using a knife to kill chickens, so why bother borrowing a knife again? Although Qinglianghou had also killed a monk in Qiuxianglou, as far as she knew, it was just a fluke sneak attack, and that monk was only a white bucket and a product, and she was a third grade.

I was just about to jump over the wall to enter, but I saw more than a dozen people coming not far away, all dressed in black and masked, using ladders to set up outside the wall, lining up to climb in.

Chang Chuchu was curious, and he didn't care about these people cutting in line, waiting for a while, and only after they all climbed into the courtyard wall did he jump over the wall to follow them.

This group of people is none other than Wu Da and his younger brothers. The injury on Wu Da's neck had already healed, so he looked around as much as he could, leading his younger brothers to turn around, and he was very familiar.

He had been to the Hou Mansion a few times, so after a while, under his leadership, a group of people found the bedroom of the little Hou Ye.

The courtyard was dark and quiet, and the group crept out of the window of the little marquis, and one of them gently rubbed the window paper with his saliva-licking fingers, reached into a straw, and blew the drug in.

After a while, it was estimated that the medicinal properties were almost attacked, and Wu Da used a knife to pull the door bolt through the crack in the door, and a group of people stabbed and walked in. Since the room was pitch black, and they couldn't even find their fingers, and they couldn't even find the bed, it was very inconvenient for them to kill people, so one of them took out the fire and lit a candle, and the room suddenly became bright. For them, the little marquis is certain to die tonight, and the drug is just for the sake of safety, even if the little marquis jumps out of bed now, there are so many of them, rushing up to squeeze him to death, not to mention that they are all carrying weapons.

However, the quality of this drug is really good, the little marquis is lying in the bed like a dead pig, and he doesn't know that there are candles lit in the house. Wu Xia was overjoyed, he could finally take revenge, or in front of many younger brothers, this kind of blood-boiling feeling of course did not want others to do it for him, took a sword from his hand, and walked to the side of the bed, roughly aimed at the heart, and stabbed it through the quilt. While stabbing and said: "Let you fucking be crazy, crazy, let you go crazy, go to hell and be your Hou Ye!"

Every time he said the word "crazy", he stabbed a sword, but he stabbed several times in a row, and the little marquis in the nest seemed to be really suppressed by him, not crazy at all, and he didn't even dare to move, Wu Da couldn't help but wonder, even if it was a pig, it should squeak twice, right? And he went in with a white knife, and he didn't see the red knife come out, and he suddenly felt bad, and suddenly lifted the quilt, his eyes were straight, where was the shadow of the little marquis in the bed? It's just a cloth bag, which is stuffed with clothes, and is placed in the shape of a person. The hair on the pillow is really just hair, it just has nothing to do with the head.

Wu Da suddenly felt fooled and hurriedly said: "Quickly retreat!"