Li Qingyan walked over on the snow and took out a corpse.

There is a black jade ring in his hand, which contains a glimmer of light. Reaching for his coat pocket, he found a piece of paper. This is someone from the secret service of the sect and dao bureau.

The Secret Service of the Zongdao Bureau is responsible for the close protection of senior officials in Beishan, but Yu Ruzhuo is not in its scope of responsibility. However, protecting the families of high-ranking officials is now an unspoken rule.

But it's not a vain death. The Secret Service was also considered an agent, and they could have stood at the mountain gate waiting for him and questioning him, instead of lurking in the snow. Two agents lurked to ambush the other agent - both peers, who should have considered the consequences of doing so.

In fact, Li Qingyan thought it was two of those motorcycle boys.

I reached out and touched it again, and as expected, I found the walkie-talkie. He pressed the call button and said, "I'm Li Qingyan, I'm here." ”

There was no reply.

He can see the fortunes of people as far as he can see, and he can also see the connections between things. I can't see luck now, but the connection is still there, like a thin spider silk between mountain rocks, dead wood, and snow. Just as he had said this, seven distinct strings suddenly appeared on the snow peak, connected to each other, and finally converged on him.

It's the rest.

Li Qingyan crushed the walkie-talkie, leaving only a puff of snow and fog in place.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was white as far as the eye could see. Wherever Li Qingyan's figure passed, it left a white trail of snowflakes like a comet.

After seven breaths, he grabbed the seventh man by the collar and threw him to the ground. The heavy snow had not reached his ankles, and the person was smashed into the lower dantian by him like the previous six people, his spiritual power was stagnant, his meridians were damaged, and he lost his ability to move for a while.

The other party should have been frightened by him. From the time I heard his voice to now, it was only six or seven seconds. However, the defense system composed of nine people near the mountain path was destroyed almost instantly, and no one even had time to speak.

"Secret Service?" he asked.

The man's face was pale, and he let out a white mist in his mouth. His body was buried in the snow, like a drowning man. He nodded, "We-"

"I used to be in the Secret Service. Peer. Li Qingyan looked into the distance. Now he was on a small peak at the end of the winding mountain road, and a little further down in the valley basin was Pinghu Villa. It doesn't occupy a wide area, but the building is beautiful, like an elf world in the snow.

"Is there anyone else but you?"

“...... No. The man immediately replied, "There are only a few children here...... Just a few of us are in charge of the security work...... They came here temporarily. ”

Li Qingyan was going to ask again, but this person actually said something in one breath - most of the families of high-ranking officials in the city were temporarily placed in the truffle garden. Ninety kilometers away, near the Xiaoyuan Mountain Road Gate. But these children thought that some parents were not "playing", so they came here.

They loved to play, and the family could not manage it, so they assigned nine people to come and guard it. Although this area is in the wasteland, the nearby lawbreakers have long been cleared out, and it is considered very safe.

But tonight there was a sudden snowstorm, and there was a demon who wanted justice.

Li Qingyan looked at him playfully and smiled: "Are you secret service people as easy to talk like you?"

The man could tell what he meant. didn't get annoyed, just stared at him: "Are you...... Li Qingyan...... What can I do? It's not our job to protect them, can we still be honored here if we don't tell you to kill them?"

Li Qingyan was slightly stunned: "You know me?"

He didn't think he would be famous. In fact, only two people inside the Kitayama Bureau of the Secret Service knew his identity. Even if he was "wanted" a few days ago because of his infiltration, it is within a small range. How could an agent of the Secret Service say that?

"Who wouldn't know you now?" the man understood, "ah...... Don't you know? Just now, your video data has been uploaded on the Internet...... Zhou Yunting is not your opponent, I'm just a small person......"

Li Qingyan flicked his finger on the door of his head, knocking him unconscious. Then jump down the snow peak.

Video Materials.

The only thing he could imagine was the part where he fought Zhou Yunting in the pit that night. Huang Huajing took someone to record the video, but was later ambushed by Dunfrey on the Qingjiang Bridge, and later Pei Yuanxiu said that the car of Beishantai was also affected, and the camera fell into the river.

And now it's popping up again?

Ten seconds later, Li Qingyan entered the Pinghu Manor. Walk in through the gate.

There was indeed no more ambush inside, and the first floor of the manor could be seen lit up - it was a brilliant light. Even with the rustle of heavy snow in your ears, you can hear the low rhythm and high-pitched and passionate music.

He walked to the front door and reached out and pushed it open. The sound of more agitated music came to the face, and the heating in the house and the cold wind and snowflakes outside the house hedged and rolled up a few swirls.

Colorful lights are flickering, and there is an intoxicating aroma in the hall. The floor is glittering and the ceiling is lit with crystal chandeliers. Heavy leather sofas with gold accents surround the fireplace...... Three young men sat on top of it, tilting their heads, and looked at Li Qingyan who walked in from the wind and snow with confused eyes.

And Yu Ruzhuo sat on the marble coffee table full of medicines, wine bottles, and wine glasses, smiled and clapped his hands gently: "You really can." We were just guessing whether you would win or they would, and before the bet had been placed, you ran in. ”

Li Qingyan saw her face. The appearance is worthy of Pei Yuanxiu, but the temperament is different. She looks beautiful and calm now, but "luck" is not. Her fortune was trembling wildly, like a flame about to be extinguished, but she didn't know it herself.

"What about Zhou Lihuang?"

"It's next door, okay. They're all friends, and I won't really treat him badly. Yu Ruzhuo got up and walked to Li Qingyan's side, walked around him, looked at his face closely, and took a step back and sighed twice, "I thought you were an uncle when I met you that day." Why are you dressed like that?"

Li Qingyan didn't speak. He closed the door with his backhand, walked through the large living room to the door that Yu Ruzhuo pointed to, opened it and looked inside. Zhou Lihuang is indeed there. Lying in bed in a daze, as if taking too many drugs. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself, and he didn't know what he dreamed of.

A boy who was slumped on the sofa raised his hand and pointed at him weakly, frowning: "Hey-"

Yu Ruzhuo smiled, and his eyes did not leave Li Qingyan: "It's okay, it's a friend when you come." ”

Li Qingyan closed the door and walked to an empty sofa and sat down. Find the remote control for the TV in the hall on the small table next to it and turn it on.

He acted as if he was really at home, and he was not restrained at all.

The stronger the smile in Yu Ruzhuo's eyes when he looked at him, the stronger the interest seemed to be. She had never seen anyone like it—she walked through the door with a calm face and few words. Can do things unexpectedly...... It made her feel a strange charm.

Powerful and aggressive male charisma.