Suddenly seeing a figure walking in the rain, the three people sitting on the railing couldn't help but change their faces.

"Who are you?" Ren Tingyu's eyebrows condensed, his Tingyu Building has always been tightly defended, and there is no leakage, but the person in front of him actually went all the way to Tingyu Xiaolou unhindered, and no one sent a police along the way, what is going on?

"Si Ru's order, I am Si Zhi's order. The voice of the person who came was cold, but his face was hidden in a black scarf, and the surface was covered with a layer of divine sense, so that people could not penetrate into it.

"Are you the Si Ming that Hongshang collected in Jingxiang?" What he didn't expect was that Chu Zongquan knew a lot about the information of the Konghou Pavilion, and he had actually heard the name of Si Ming, but obviously he didn't know that Si Ming was actually Wang Ruoli.

Wang Ruo was calm, slowed down, and came over tonight, although he would not be merciful, but in order to prevent the leakage of the rumors, he used the name of Si Ming.

"A little killer from the Konghou Pavilion also dares to make a big statement, and this Dharma Protector just happened to clean up the portal here. Seeing Wang Ruoli's appearance, Liu Pipa had a mysterious posture of pretending to be a master, and immediately wanted to teach a lesson, in order to behave well in front of several nobles.

Liu Pipa's words did not fall, a move at hand, took out a pipa, leaned against the building railing, fingers lightly lifted, played a "rainy night sad song", a song of pipa, two tears of tears, sad to ask Yan, the most pitiful remnant, so that people listen to it as if several degrees of wind and rain away from people sorrow, however, in the sad sound, Liu Pipa is backhand plucked strings, a bend of the Lingyin light blade violently attacked.

It's a pity that today's Wang Ruoli, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, far from the last time he went to the Konghou Pavilion, he quickly jumped up, his body flew by, avoiding the Lingyin Light Blade, and he didn't give Liu Pipa any chance to fight back at all, and he raised his hand to be a red maple sword style, "Maple Fall".

The maple leaves are ripe and fall with the wind, and the willow pipa that has just stepped into the rain has no way to dodge, that is, it is wiped across the neck by the remnants, and the blood suddenly flows out, mixed with the washed rain, dyes the collar red, and drips to the ground.

Everything happened too fast, and by the time Ren Tingyu and the others reacted, Liu Pipa had been killed, the pipa in his hand was broken in two, and his body suddenly fell into the rain.

Seeing this, Chu Zongquan and Chu Zhaozhen looked frightened and got up suddenly, but as for Ren Tingyu, their brows furrowed even deeper, and they looked very uneasy.

"Kill him!" Seeing that the commander in front of him was so powerful, Chu Zongquan panicked, how dare he slack off, and hurriedly beckoned four personal guards to besiege them together. At this time, Chu Zongquan had already had no intention of thinking about it, why did the order that Hongshang received in Jingxiang's place suddenly become so terrifying?

The four personal guards are all strong Linggong, with fast body skills and tacit understanding, forming a Siyi killing array, wanting to work together to encircle and kill Wang Ruoli.

"Hiss ......" Leaning on the railing, a low and long whistle came from the side of the rain's mouth, which came from afar, and after a few breaths, more than a dozen killers from the rain building hurriedly came.

"What about the others?" Ren Tingyu looked at his subordinates who came over, his face tightened, he had more than 30 people around Tingyu Xiaolou alone, and there were even more in the outer courtyard, why were there only so many people in front of him?

"The landlord, the periphery was suddenly attacked by one or two hundred spiritual realm powerhouses, and the defensive secret post was in chaos in an instant, and we also heard the summons of the landlord, and we just retreated back. One of the old men had a frustrated look on his face and reported urgently.

"Where did so many Spirit Realm powerhouses come from?" Ren Tingyu naturally didn't believe it, how could the forces transfer such a large number of Spirit Realm powerhouses at one time? Just looking at these subordinates who had returned, their expressions were anxious, not like fake, and among the people who came back, there was only one Linggong powerhouse with a higher cultivation, two Lingbo powerhouses, and the others were all Danyuan Sanhua level, and their strength was significantly reduced compared to usual.

It turned out that Wang Ruoli was not alone, but took the army of death, using the technique of hidden maple, and quietly surrounded him, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and asked Yulou by surprise.

The battle on a rainy night seemed to be sounding everywhere in the rain building, and it seemed to be covered by the sound of the rain, which made this battle of encirclement and suppression dull and dull.

Listening to the rain in front of Xiaolou, Wang Ruoli saw that the four personal guards joined forces to attack, and immediately transported the poor sword array, a hundred swords came out together, the sword flow rolled, and the top of the strong and horizontal issued a "poor sword", and when he landed, he tore a hole in the Siyi killing array of Zhou, Wu, Zheng and Wang, and the four people of Zhou, Wu and Zheng Wang tore a hole, and the body suddenly jumped, and shot out, raised his hand and hit "Fengsheng", cut off Wu Liu's head, and the remnants flashed rapidly, and automatically flew back, and it was a "Fengchang", which penetrated Wang Ba's chest.

On Friday, Zheng Qi took advantage of Wang Ruoli's remnants to fly out, condensed two soul burning chains, the ghost fire was sparkling, and the soul was panicked, and he was entangled towards Wang Ruoli. However, Wang Ruoli was unmoved, raised his hand to gather the fire, the spirit trick was bright, and a small molten sky seal was shot out between his palms.

The immortal seal roared down, and immediately smashed the Soul Burning Divine Chain in one fell swoop, and Zhou Zheng and the others were also directly shot down by the immortal seal, and they were killed in the pond of stagnant water on the ground with grief and anger.

Everything is just lightning, even Wang Ruoli, who made a move, didn't expect that since absorbing the danqingshi, the power of his spiritual law has been qualitatively improved, and in the face of a strong Linggong, it is like chopping melons and vegetables.

Zhou Wu Zheng Wang four personal guards, only a few moves, they were all killed one after another, this time, it can really scare the Chu family's uncles and nephews, and their hearts are even more sad, a few of them were still leisurely planning to kill Wang Ruoli just now, how could they have thought that this sudden appearance of Si Ming was so powerful, looking at this, would they be killed in such a daze?

As for Tingyulou, it's just a killer organization, discipline and loyalty are not very good, and the shouting and killing voices on the periphery gradually weakened and dispersed, as if the dead army was dividing and outflanking, hunting and killing the killers of Tingyulou who had fled.

However, hiding and escaping are the killer's strengths, although the Death Army has the momentum of the formation, it is not difficult to defeat the killer's stubborn resistance, but if you want to catch it all, it will be difficult, there will definitely be fish that slip through the net, not to mention that there should be many killers going out at this time, not in the Listening Rain Building.

Ren Tingyu's face was heavy, he never thought that this Si Ming who appeared was so powerful, although the cultivation realm was still at the level of the Linggong, but the combat power was terrifyingly strong, and even he, the spirit king who had always been proud of himself, would one day be shocked and frightened by the strength of a Linggong powerhouse, this kind of thing will go out, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

It's just that the timing of the other party's coming, the attitude of coming, and the way of coming seem to be a little unreasonable, unless ...... Ren listened to the rain and woke up suddenly, and couldn't help but guess at the man: "You...... Are you leaving the king?"

On the other side of the corridor, Chu Zongquan, who had already escaped with the sword, heard the words, and suddenly woke up, no wonder the voice just now sounded so familiar, it turned out to be him, the prince Ruoli who was still planning to kill a few of his own people just now.

It's a pity that Wang Ruoli had already noticed Chu Zongquan's intention to escape, how could he get out, and immediately it was "Flying Maple Teleportation", after flashing to Chu Zong's body, before everyone reacted, the remnants had already swept by, cutting Chu Zongquan into two pieces and falling down.

Seeing Chu Zong's whole body die on the spot, Chu Zhaozhen, Chu Zongzhao and others were completely confused, panicked, Wang Ruoli's strength was so strong, it was ridiculous that several of them were still planning to kill him just now, it was really ridiculous and generous, and it was also a meat bun beating a dog, and there was no return.

"I really didn't expect that the owner of Tingyu Mansion would actually be a strong spirit king. After Wang Ruoli killed Chu Zongquan, he stood tall in the rain, watching the raindrops soak into the remnants, fall and scatter, fall to the ground, and splash with blood.

"Wang Ruoli, today you attacked my Tingyu Building, which made the owner of this building suffer a big loss. Ren listened to the rain and said ruthlessly, "He will definitely not rest with you in the future!"

"Why wait for his day?" Wang Ruoli raised the corners of his mouth lightly, and said calmly, "Does the landlord still think that he will have another day?"

"The Spirit King of the main hall of this building, is it possible that you still want to leave me behind?" Ren Tingyu said with a touch of confusion.

"Please rest assured, owner. Wang Ruoli replied indifferently, "You are not the first Spirit King killed by this Gong, and you will not be the last." ”

"Arrogance!" Ren Tingyu listened to the indignation, the spiritual power was repulsed, and the Xuan Teng was overflowing, and suddenly a rain curtain was continuously pulled up in front of the small building listening to the rain, sprinkled with water, fluttering, and straight to the sky, as if every drop of rain was the life of the Nine Shadows Yama, as if every drop of rain could make people feel painful, as if every drop of rain was an echo of the sound of death.

Wang Ruoli didn't talk nonsense, and then moved, a hundred swords came out together, and the whistling sword stream of the end of the sword flowed and circled, and it circled around the small building listening to the rain.

The curtain of rain covered the sky, scattering the vast sound of rain, and it seemed to destroy everything below. However, Wang Ruo is a step away from his skills, and the red maple Xuanwei is facing the rain curtain of the rain who listened to the rain in front of him, and then he saw a fierce and violent "immortal and red", the maple leaves rose at first, and the maple leaves finally fell. Listening to the rain curtain opening instantly, a roll of red maple remained, and the sword broke through the raindrops and shattered into clouds.

The remnant of the sword, driven straight in, without any bells and whistles, without any mud and water, is so simple and direct to pierce Ren Tingyu's neck and bring up a string of blood flowers.

Ren Tingyu's eyes were round, and his expression was shocked, he was a powerful spirit king of his own generation, and he was actually killed by a strong spirit prince like this? Unfortunately, even if he was unwilling in his heart, Ren Tingyu's body had already fallen to the ground, smashing into the rain and mud, splashing a puddle of rain.

Chu Zhaozhen and Chu Zongzhao over there were completely desperate, in such a scene, where was there a way to escape?

Wang Ruoli made a move, the sword formation at the end of the poor turned back, the sword flowed surgingly, and when he landed, he stabbed Chu Zhaozhen and the others a few times, planted them in the air from the middle of the sword, smashed into the crown of the tree below, and tore off a bunch of leaves that didn't want to wither in the winter, and fell in.

Wang Ruoli put away the sword array, his body floated, and fell to the corner of the eaves of the small building listening to the rain, looking at the huge listening to the rain building, in the winter rain, those flowers and plants that were destroyed because of the fight, the roof tiles and buildings, and the blood stains that were gradually washed away by the rain and became no longer obvious.

In the air, the cold wind blows, blowing the endless winter rain, blowing the people in the rain, the heart is getting colder and colder.

Listening to the rain all night, it seems that there is no killing, only the sound of rain.

On the second day, the sky cleared and the sun was shining, which was a rare good weather.

Early in the morning, there was a burst of sounds of camellia selling in the depths of the alley.

Wang Ruoli's face was calm, slowly climbed to the height of the small building, looking at the street market outside the courtyard, not affected by the wind and rain last night, people came and went, lively and prosperous, especially those camellia sold on the street, petal condensation, the color is moving, just like a slim young girl, facing the morning light, stretching a soft posture.

A gust of wind blows, the camellia trembles lightly, swaying, and there seems to be a faint fragrance coming with the wind?

Just looking at the red of these camellias, so bright red, so vivid, I don't know which one is more vivid than the blood color of last night?

Behind him, Xiao Baohuang stood solemnly.

"What about the casualties?" Wang Ruoli did not look back.

"Five people were killed and twenty-three wounded. Xiao Baohuang said respectfully.

When Wang Ruoli heard this, he bowed his head slightly, in the battle last night, although he was only surrounded and strangled by the dead army, his own casualties were still not small. Breathing a sigh of relief, Wang Ruoli continued to look at the camellia vendor and asked lightly, "How are you doing?"

Zeng Shun, when he responded, there was nothing wrong, and he could barely be regarded as in danger; Zeng Ying, although she is a woman, she has a good heart and is a talent that can be created. Xiao Baohuang commented one by one, "Especially the son of Jingyu, although he is the youngest, he is humble and steady, and he has a few traces of grandpa's demeanor." ”

"You say, they are still so young, will it be a bit cruel to be taken by their father to see this kind of bloody scene?" Wang Ruoli said with emotion.

"The subordinates thought otherwise. Xiao Baohuang thought and said, "Since they follow their grandfather, they are no longer ordinary children, and what they see and think can naturally no longer be ordinary." ”

Wang Ruoli listened, didn't say anything more, just quietly looked at the market, where there was a group of innocence and a nostalgic virginity.

In front of the camellia stall, there are three teenagers of different ages, who are buying camellias. Among the three, the childish boy is the leader, and I see that the boy is at most eight or nine years old, with a handsome appearance and a pink jade, and he must be a romantic figure in the wind of the jade tree in the future.

Next to her was a bright-eyed girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, although she was a head taller than the boy, but she squatted down and let the boy gently insert a camellia on her head, and her face was smiling and smiling, full of a bit of shy and sweet happy smile.

On the left side is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a simple face, standing aside with his sword in his hand, watching the boy help his sister pull her hair and arrange flowers, without bothering much.

It turned out that these two young men and women who were slightly older were the pair of Zeng brothers and sisters who were rescued when Wang Ruoli was baptized in Lingquan, Zeng Shun and Zeng Ying, and with Ou Junzi being picked up by Wang Ruoli in Jingzhou, the Zeng brothers and sisters also followed, and were taken care of by Wang Ruoli.

As for the youngest boy, it was the little boy who Wang Ruoli lost his mind in Jishan City that year and almost died under Wang Ruoli's sword, and was later rescued and brought back by Hongsheng. The little boy had a bleak background, and Wang Ruo was compassionate, so he accepted him as a righteous son and renamed him Wang Jingyu.