There you are. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info his tone, as if he didn't have any displeasure yesterday. I promised Murong Gongzi in the morning to take him to meet your twelve masters, do you have any questions?

My "Twelve Masters"? Zhuo Yan never mentioned to him any of the "twelve masters"; Su Fufeng and Qiu Guanghan -- no one mentioned them.

He knew that Zhuo Yan was a "person" in Vermilion Bird Villa, and it was unusual for him to take him to meet him. But I don't even know who these people are. Fang encountered such a problem in the first step when he came here, his back was already cold in an instant, and he thought about it for a while, and said, It is better for Shenjun and Murong Gongzi to come over at dinner, and I will arrange it.

He was acting opportunistically—there was still some time before dinner, and he only hoped that he would know what was going on and where it was before then.

Suzaku was not too suspicious and nodded. That's fine, you go out first.

Ling Li's forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat, and he gradually calmed down, and said in his heart, he asked me to take Murong Xun to meet the "Twelve Masters", but Murong Xun and Suzaku have always been outsiders to meet them, so why did they ever need to work to meet people somewhere? Even though there are a large number of twelve people, if they are all under Zhuo Yan's control, what is the difficulty?

I think that twelve people must be in this glacier, but whether it is Qiu Guanghan or Su Fufeng, they have never seen it, and it is a secret to think about it. From this time to dinner, how can I quietly inquire about it?

He followed the terrain he had been told in his mind and slowly found Qiu Guanghan's residence. When he calmed down, he found that the fine sweat on his forehead was not only due to the nervousness of the right talent, but also an indescribable uncomfortable smell, running around in his chest, causing more and more fine sweat on his forehead.

It's an ice miasma. He said in his heart. When the ice miasma and the blood of Guanghan encountered, they collided, so it was not uncomfortable.

He entered the room almost with some vague steps, sat down in his chair, and took a breath.

But how can I have so much time to rest? He got up again, and first searched for the sword in the room.

It should be here. He said in his heart. It must be here.

What are you looking for? Behind him, the sudden sound almost scared Ling Li's entire heart out of his mouth. He was startled, and even if he tried to hide his panic, there was nothing he could do—who was it? Who could hide his voice so much?

A person reclined on the half-yin, half-yang wooden door, and only half of his face could be seen clearly. Ling Li took a breath. As "Zhuo Yan", he should know him.

But his eyes moistened for no reason. Even if he is not Zhuo Yan, he knows him.

Qu An.

But he didn't know Ling Li. Because, at this moment, he is Zhuo Yan's appearance.

How can you have time today? He barely bred up his spirits and imitated Zhuo Yan's tone, because he had heard that Qu Anben had only a few opportunities to move around freely.

Qu An sneered, not explaining. What about the people of Guanghan? He only asked.

I don't know, I didn't see her when I first came.

What did you run out to do last night?

Isn't this like you, asking long and short questions?

I didn't want to ask, but ......

He paused. I had a bad premonition.

What hunch?

Guanghan is no longer in Suzaku Villa.

What do you mean by that?

I had an even worse premonition. Qu An didn't answer, just said to himself.

Ling Li didn't speak anymore.

I don't think you're Zhuo Yan.

Ling Li's heart shook violently, Qu An took a step forward and closed the door behind him. Where were the two of them? His eyes were aggressive.

Ling Li took a step back and smiled reluctantly. Why do you think I'm not Zhuo Yan?

You don't have to deny it. Qu Andao. If you were Zhuo Yan, could you tell me who you were trying to kill?

...... on me Murderous?

Smelling the murderous aura of others and controlling one's own murderous aura has always been a compulsory lesson for killers, and he has also heard that Qu An's murderous acumen is unparalleled, but he himself has controlled it well enough - he had to blame it on fighting against the ice miasma and being slightly disturbed by the "twelve masters", so that Qu An could see the clue.

Let me ask you again, where are the two of them? Qu An's tone was grim.

Ling Li's heart has turned a few times in a row. Obviously, after Qu An found him suspicious, he asked not about his origin and what he wanted to do to Vermilion Bird Villa, but about the whereabouts of Zhuo Yan and Qiu Guanghan, which obviously was more important than the safety of Vermilion Bird Villa. Therefore, it would have been better if he had been honest and let him know that the two were fine.

They're fine. Said sharply. If you believe me, I'll just say - they're all right.

Qu An looked at him a few times, and his tone softened. Are you from the Blue Dragon Sect?

Why do you say that? Ling Li asked, but he also knew that it was the most natural thing to guess that he was a person from the Blue Dragon Sect.

You're looking for the "black sword", aren't you? No need to deny. The location of the black sword in Qiu Guanghan's room, presumably only she knows, and you walked straight there—I think you must have met it. She will tell you that you are most likely from the Blue Dragon Sect.

Ling Li could only smile bitterly in his heart. Okay, you've guessed this step, why don't you keep guessing? I'm the left vanguard of the Blue Dragon Sect, I'm the master of the Black Sword, I'm already aware of you, I'm still the natural candidate to assassinate Suzaku -- why can't you guess it's me? Or do you deliberately pretend not to know?

Naturally, he never said these words. Qu An couldn't see the change in the cloudy and sunny face on his disguised face, but he also felt that the two lights in his eyes were slightly sour, and he didn't feel slightly strange.

Compared with previous years, Qu An really can't say that there is much change. The memories of my childhood have been blurred, and the memories of the Black Bamboo Club have only met a few times. Ling Li remembered that when he saw him, he would always smile slightly, but he didn't say anything and left in a hurry. He had an inexplicable crush on him - before he knew he was a gold medal killer. He didn't know what Qu An's mood was when he looked at him.

I'm here to find a sword. He bowed his head and whispered. Listening to your tone, you must have taken it, right?

It's with me. Qu Andao. You don't misunderstand, it's just that I accidentally discovered it when I came here in the morning to look for Qiu Guanghan.

Please hand it over. Ling Li said coldly.

OK. Qu Andao. However, if you want to take it with you to walk in the lodge, I am afraid it will not be very convenient.

Ling Li frowned. He also thought about it, but there was no other way. If he couldn't borrow the power of the black sword, his chances of killing Suzaku would be much smaller.

So, it's better to wait for Suzaku to get to the vicinity of the sword by himself. Qu An seemed to completely guess what he was thinking, and his tone seemed very calm.

Ling Li was startled for a moment and looked up at him. With their eyes intersecting, he couldn't see any superfluous expression in Qu An's gaze. Yes. Qu An was naturally able to hide his sword - very close to Suzaku. He said that there was no misunderstanding, but maybe -- he took the sword away just to find an opportunity? His purpose -- the same as his own?

But why until this moment? Ling Li thought to himself, and finally couldn't help but blurt out a question. If you want him to die so much, why don't you keep doing it? You used to be the world's famous gold medal killer, don't you have a chance -- you still need to use this -- this -- someone else's sword!

Qu An's eyes suddenly waved, as if he had been penetrated by something in an instant, and looked at him so emptyly, as if this sentence made him suddenly think of some memories from a long time ago, and together with that calm complexion, he also became pale.

He didn't speak, but Ling Li bit his lip for a while, not daring to breathe, for fear of missing some of his words. He thought, he must have realized something.

After a long time, Qu An exhaled softly and said with a smile, Blame me, the owner of the sword is here, and I should return it to you.

Why do you ...... Why don't you recognize me? Ling Li only felt a burst of sourness rush into his nose, and his eye sockets were wet.

Qu An's eyes became strange. The days we have worked together are not too long, even if we want to admit it, it should be you who first open your mouth to worship a senior?

Lingli's heart just sank. He didn't seem to mean to acknowledge the father-son relationship. He remembered that Su Fufeng had relayed his words.

Qu An told her not to tell Ling Li about their father-son relationship, he didn't want him to know, he still didn't have the courage to this day. Maybe he also thought that Ling Li still didn't know anything about it at the moment?--It's just that Su Fufeng couldn't hide it from him, not to mention that she thought that it was better for Yu Ling Li and Yu Qu'an to know than not to know.

Ling Li had to smile reluctantly at this moment. I'm not right to say that. He took a step back, and suddenly bowed down, and said in his mouth, "I have seen ...... Brother Qu.

Qu An also took a step back, but immediately raised his hand to block his downward elbow.

I don't think I'm worthy of your worship...... He muttered, but Ling Li hung his head, unwilling to lift it.

To this day, you still don't want to recognize me.

I only heard Qu An cough lightly, and said, Needless to say, the Qinglong Sect Master sent you to wait for the opportunity to assassinate the Vermilion Bird?

Yes - you - will not stop me?

No, but I must tell you that you are alone, you don't have a chance.

What do you mean?

Suzaku is very martial arts, and among the people I have seen, I have never met anyone higher than him. Qu Andao. Of course, you are a killer, and no matter how high his martial arts are, he has a chance, but he has practiced a very evil martial arts, and no matter how deadly you attack this time, you can't kill him.

Why?

It may sound strange, but you can think of it - he has two lives. You can't kill two of them at the same time.

He paused. I have never seen his internal strength, and from the appearance, simply put, he seems to be able to carry two sets of internal strength and take two sets of minds.

But there is only one body after all, right? Ling Li only heard a little horror. According to you, it is too evil. (To be continued.) )