After all, Mo Wendao is a civil official, and he knows very little about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although Jia Yi's puppet court issued many orders to recruit, Mo Wenwen politely refused each time on the grounds that his father was old and there was an elderly grandmother in the family who needed to be served.

Therefore, he who always stays in the mansion knows even less information about the outside world.

"Is Childe thinking about Ning Mansion?"

It is very direct, and one sentence reached Wu Zheng's heart.

"I don't know what's going on in Fuzhong now?"

"The Ning Mansion has been banned by the puppet imperial court, and no one is allowed to approach. The original family members have long since fled and are missing. I tried to go in many times, but I was stopped by the spies roaming around. It can be seen that Jia Yi and the dark god organization behind him are waiting for the rabbit to be caught by the son. ”

Due to the somewhat complicated relationship between the two sides, first of all, the relationship between the Mo family and the Taihang faction, it stands to reason that Wu Zheng should be called a senior. And Wu Zheng has such a relationship with Mo Zi, although he has not pierced the last layer of window paper, but both parties already know it. In this way, not only Wu Zheng was embarrassed, but Mo Xu and Mo asked a little embarrassed.

However, these unwarranted words were still said in the tone of the elders reminding the juniors.

"Well, the seniors expected it to be true. However, I still have to go to Ningfu. ”

From Wu Zheng's tone, he heard his determination, so Mo Xuyou and Mo Wenwen just looked at him and sighed, and did not say anything more to persuade him.

After all, Mo Zi had just come back, and there were always endless words to say when several girls met. Especially because he felt that Tie Ning accepted her first, Mo Zi kept pestering Tie Ning. Coupled with Zhai Suli and Su Xiaomei, the two daughters who came in the evening, the seven girls were even more lively together.

After dinner, accompanied Mo Xuyou and Mo Wendao to drink tea and chat in the living room of the front yard, discussing the current situation in the world, and it was not until the beginning of the hour that Wu Zheng got up to say goodbye. returned to the lower place that had been arranged for him, changed into a night clothes, and quietly climbed over the courtyard wall of the Mo Mansion to the street.

Although it was summer, the streets of the capital had long since lost their former prosperity. Except for a few restaurants that are still lit up, even those fireworks places are still the same. Other shops, people, have long been closed and the lights are gone.

Observing the surrounding situation very carefully, he soon came to the outside of the wall of the east courtyard of Ningfu, and after a little wandering, Wu Zheng jumped up. Jumped directly into the backyard of Ningfu, that is, in the small cross-courtyard where her mother Ning Yunyan lived. Where Wu Zheng saw the three exquisite houses, he saw only rubble, and crooked ruins, and there was no trace of that day at all.

Looking at the scene in front of him, thinking that the only thought left by his mother was also destroyed, the resentment in Wu Zheng's heart can be imagined.

"I wonder who didn't take it away, and who got the wooden box containing the bracelet left by my mother?"

Wu Zheng walked backwards from the East Courtyard, remembering that Ning Xiaokun had said that the bodies of his grandmother and two aunts were hidden in the cellar in the back garden. Therefore, Wu Zheng came directly to the back garden, but he couldn't find where the cellar was.

Wu Zheng has been to Ningfu three times in total, but he has never been to the back garden once, so how can he know the location of the cellar?

"Who?!"

Wu Zheng, who was looking for the cellar, was suddenly awakened by a broken drink, and when he turned around and looked up, several lanterns had already lit up.

"Wu Zheng, it's really you?!"

With the light in the other party's hand, Wu Zheng recognized at a glance that the person who spoke was the son of Zhang Jidao, the former servant of the Ministry of Officials, and Zhang Xiaoou, who had a marriage contract with Tie Ning.

"What about me?!"

"Haha, I didn't expect that King Xiaoyao, who had become popular in just a few months, really had the courage to sneak back. It's also a few lucky brothers. ”

Zhang Xiaoou, who was laughing, turned his head and said to the three people around him: "It happened to be our turn to be on duty today, otherwise wouldn't this great credit be left to others?"

"Yes, Young Master Zhang is lucky, and the three of us are also wiped out. ”

Listening to the tone of the four people, it seems that Wu Zheng in front of him is already a turtle in an urn, and he is already in their bag.

"Signal. ”

Whoosh, whoosh, seeing that the three signal tubes were ignited, releasing three Cui Can's fireworks into the deep sky, Wu Zheng didn't even blink his eyelids. However, Wu Zheng's hand moved. The Lingyun Sword was instantly pulled out from behind, and the Lingyun footwork under his feet was activated, and it was the original sword style that came up. The Lingyun Sword, which glowed slightly, went straight to Zhang Xiaoou's throat and stabbed it.

Zhang Xiaoou's face, which was originally full of joy, first revealed a trace of disdain. When he stepped back, he threw away the lantern in his hand and wanted to draw his sword, but his face suddenly changed, and he became hideous and timid.

What Zhang Xiaoou never expected was that after eight months, the young Wu Zheng, who was secretly attacked by a highly poisonous short sword in his hand in Jinling Tiefu and almost died, made this shot so that he didn't even have a chance to draw his sword.

Reluctantly tilting his head desperately, the Lingyun Sword in Wu Zheng's hand snorted, rubbed his shoulder, and passed through the side of the trachea. Even, Zhang Xiaoou heard the clanging sound of the blade cutting across the collarbone.

This sudden change simply scared the three people who were standing beside Zhang Xiaoou just now. Carrying the long sword that had just been drawn from its sheath in his hand, he forgot to attack. They know Zhang Xiaoou's skills best, as the second-ranked descendant of the Zhang family of the four major families in martial arts, he didn't even have a chance to draw his sword in the face of Wu Zheng, and almost died under Wu Zheng's sword, how could this be possible? !

Wu Zheng didn't intend to let Zhang Xiaoou go. Last time in the Jinling Tiefu Wooden Sword Formation, Zhang Xiaoou had the intention of killing himself. Now, although it is not known which side the Zhang family is on, one thing is for sure, it will never be on its side. In this way, where does Wu Zheng have a reason to let him go?

After the Lingyun Sword penetrated Zhang Xiaoou's neck, Wu Zheng's wrist sank, and while Lingyun's footwork turned half a step from left to right, he also drove his body to turn a small half circle, and the Lingyun Sword had already cut horizontally along Zhang Xiaoou's neck.

Poof, bang, bone.

As Zhang Xiaoou's head lifted off his neck and blood gushed out, Wu Zheng quickly took a step back. I saw that after Zhang Xiaoou's head fell to the ground, he rolled along the ground a few times, and finally stopped in front of one of the three people who was holding a lantern in his hand. It happened to be facing up, and a pair of eyes didn't have time to close.

"Oh, ahhh

The man who was stared at by the staring eyes on the head of Zhang Xiaoouren on the ground was terrified, and he didn't know how the lantern and long sword in his hand fell, and how he turned around. Naturally, I don't know how my body was finally divided into two halves from ****, and I died. (To be continued.) )