The night of Anping Inn was dark and silent. Occasionally, a few small insects are chirping, disturbing dreams.

At this time, several black-clothed people suddenly appeared in the backyard of the Anping Inn. Visible by the moonlight, the men in black seemed to be well-trained, and they didn't make a sound in their every move.

The moonlight was quiet, sprinkled on the open space of the small city, which was originally quiet, but because of a few uninvited guests, the atmosphere was ruined for no reason.

Those black-clothed people gestured to each other a few times, and then like wild geese, they gently jumped onto the Anping Inn. Who are they, and what are they going to do at the Anping Inn?

However, they seem to have miscalculated, because their colleagues have already come before, and if their goals are the same, they will run in vain.

The black-clothed men touched the room where Ling Huheng was, leaving one person to wind outside, and the rest of the people picked up the door bolt and flashed into the door. The visibility of the originally dark room was low, and those people in black ignored Wu Zhen, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and threw themselves on the bed. When I lifted the quilt, there was no one, and all the people in black looked at each other, and suddenly the leader said: "It's not good, I've been ambushed!"

As soon as the words fell, a silent voice sounded outside the door: "Which hero is it, report your name!"

The men in black didn't dare to linger, so they all climbed out of the window. Unexpectedly, all the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were ambushed in the backyard, and when they saw someone jumping down, they immediately raised their swords. The black-clothed people were shocked, but at this moment, they were ready to send arrows, so they had to take out their blades. Fight with these Ancient Sword Sect disciples.

And at this moment, the silent Taoist had already caught the man in black who was in charge, walked into Ling Huheng's room, and immediately saw Wu Zhen who was unconscious. And Ling Hu Heng has disappeared from whereabouts! The silent Taoist frowned, stepped forward to check Wu Zhen's snort and pulse, and found that there was no major problem, but he was unconscious after inhaling too much smoke. The silent man was slightly relieved, and rushed out of the window. And at this moment, the backyard of the Anping Inn was full of swords, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. Frightened, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er hid in the quilt and shivered, where did they dare to get up to check the situation?

The man in black in the lead jumped out when he saw the silence. Knowing that he couldn't run away this time, he shouted: "The wind is tight, it's!" So despite the injury, he desperately tried to open a bloody road. Finally got the way. took out a bag of things from his arms and threw them on the ground, and the fire was so bright that it dazzled everyone's eyes for a while.

When the fire and smoke cleared, where could there be any trace of those men in black? Only a pool of blood was left on the ground, proving that a vicious fight had just taken place here.

The silent man slowly walked into the backyard and asked, "Are there any injuries?" It seems that those men in black are panicked and have no intention of fighting. Just take the road and run away. If not, I'm afraid that these people from the Ancient Sword Sect will inevitably be injured, after all, those people in black are not mediocre hands.

And at this moment, Yang Zhishuang flew in from the backyard of the Anping Inn, and she was still carrying a black-clothed man who was still vomiting blood, and said, "Uncle Shi, I caught the person back." But the gang was running so fast that I couldn't catch up with ......."

The silent Taoist nodded and said, "Have you seen Ah Heng?"

Yang Zhishuang was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't he asleep in the room......?"

Zhao Xuanqi, who was listening on the side, felt a little refreshed in his heart, and said in his heart: "Okay, that kid was robbed, he must be a deep hatred! Haha, boy, your death time has come!"

The silent Taoist learned from Yang Zhishuang's words that Ling Hu Heng was not robbed by the black-clothed man's gang, so who could it be? After a while, the silent Dao talent jumped into Ling Huheng's room.

The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect also came to this room together, Yang Zhishuang looked at the neat room, there seemed to be no traces of a fight, and asked worriedly: "Where did Linghu Gongzi go? There is no trace of a fight here?" Yang Zhishuang finally sensed that something was wrong, and a faint fragrance that still lingered in the room attracted Yang Zhishuang's attention, because of a light sniff, she felt that the heaven and the earth were turned upside down, as if she was about to faint.

The reticent man said, "Sniff down!"

Yang Zhishuang felt the latent spiritual power dispel this dizziness that made her heart palpitate, and said, "This is a misty incense?"

The reticent Taoist nodded, and said no more. Yang Zhishuang continued to ask, "Was the Linghu Gongzi robbed?"

And Chu Jian, who had already woken up, grabbed the black-clothed man who had been ordered to the acupoint, ripped off his masked towel, and asked, "Come on, what happened to Senior Uncle Linghu?" Linghu Heng is a silent Taoist, and his seniority is much older than that of ordinary disciples. Usually no one says that, but now that the people are here, they have to pretend.

The man in black had a proud look in his eyes, but he never spit out a word. The silent Taoist fingers were like halberds, and lightning clicked on the two acupoints of the man in black, and the black man was able to speak: "Hmph, you don't want to get a trace of information from me!"

Dugu Xin, who was on the side, said: "Bold thief, dare to speak wildly!" After that, he stretched out his hand and slapped him twice. The man in black didn't laugh angrily, but laughed so suddenly, everyone was stunned.

The laughter stopped abruptly, the head of the man in black tilted, black blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and Yan Yubin shouted loudly: "It's not good, he ...... He committed suicide by taking poison!"Such a powerful poison destroyed the vitality of this man in black in just an instant, and even Yuan Ying could not escape! As soon as Yuan Ying was destroyed, he would escape into the hell of Ah Bi, and he would never be able to turn over, is this man in black really not afraid?

Yang Zhishuang suddenly felt a weight in her hand, and the black-clothed man she was carrying was also ordinary, bleeding from the mouth and nose, obviously taking the same highly poisonous thing. Yang Zhishuang hurriedly put the man in black aside and said, "What a powerful poison!"

The reticent Taoist said, "Poison is a small pill hidden in the mouth. The implication is that as soon as you bite through the poison sac, the poison will instantly take the lives of these black-clothed people, and even the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period will not be able to escape for a while.

Everyone shuddered, if they accidentally ingested such poison, even if there was an antidote, they would not be able to save their lives!

At this time, Yue'er, who was on the side, said: "It seems that the big bad guy was not robbed by them!"

Yang Zhishuang said: "Oh, how can Sister Yue'er see it?"

Yue'er said as a matter of course: "As soon as these men in black came in, we found out, it was definitely not them who did it. ”

The silent Taoist nodded and said, "Not bad!"

Yang Zhishuang also agreed with this statement, and said after a long time: "Now the traces of Linghu Gongzi are all tied to Senior Brother Wu Zhen!"

Dugu Xin said suspiciously: "But Uncle Wu Zhen is still in a coma?"

Yue'er smiled narrowly and said, "This is simple!" After that, she picked up the teapot on the table of the Eight Immortals, took a sip of it, and squirted it at Wu Zhen's head, and everyone was taken aback, except for the silent Taoist.

Wu Zhen opened his eyes in a daze, saw the master and all the fellow disciples beside him, struggled to get up, and said, "Go and save the junior brother, he was robbed!"

Yang Zhishuang asked eagerly, "Do you know who kidnapped Linghu Gongzi?"

Wu Zhen recalled carefully and said: "I only saw a man in black, not very tall, he blew some smoke in, I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, and the junior brother was robbed by him from the window! Time, I don't know how long it has passed......"

There was a sense of powerlessness in everyone's hearts, indeed, their defense was out of business, and they were unknowingly robbed of Ling Huheng. Only one person was snickering: "It's good to be robbed, it's better never to come back!"

The silent Taoist was extremely resolute and said, "Set off early tomorrow morning and return to the faction! You bury these two people, don't go to find Ah Heng!"

Yang Zhishuang thought for a moment before saying, "Uncle Shi, do you mean that someone was sent for the ancient sword?"

The Silent Daoist nodded, and said no more. Wu Zhen hurriedly said: "Master, you let me go to find my junior brother, it's Ah Zhen who is not good, and I can't even take care of my junior brother!" Yue'er also coaxed: "I'm going too, this girl can't watch the big bad guy fall into the hands of bad people!"

The silent Taoist shouted, "Nonsense!" With that, he pushed everyone away and walked out of the room, leaving everyone looking at each other. Although the silent Taoist didn't say much, his prestige was not small, and everyone was suppressed and did not dare to act privately. After all, these people were probably sent for the ancient sword, and if they were left alone, maybe it would be time for them to never recover!

After dealing with a qiē, the sky was already slightly white. The silent Taoist took everyone to settle the account, and he didn't care about the shock, and after walking out of the Anping Inn, he took the lead in rushing into the blue sky. The rest of the people didn't dare to disobey, and they all made the sword trick keep up with the footsteps, but they were stunned by some vegetable farmers who got up early and touched the dark, and they all fell to the ground and worshipped, calling them immortals.

Ling Tian Palace, in a luxurious study.

Gongsun Wei listened to the report of the shadow team, and barely overturned the table: "Did you all grow up eating? A person who doesn't even have the strength to fight back can't get it? What is this palace doing to raise your group of pigs!!

The man in black who knelt on the ground was the leader of the Anping Inn before. I saw him trembling and didn't dare to respond. After Gongsun Wei got angry, he knew that this was not the time to lose his temper, so he restrained his anger a little before saying, "You go out!"

The man in black immediately hunched over and exited the study, feeling a chill on his back.

Gongsun Wei's eyes were gloomy, it was not that he didn't want to send his strongest subordinates, and even wanted to rob Linghu Heng back, but he was not sure that he would be able to beat the silent Taoist, and he was afraid that once he was recognized, it might cause an uproar in the immortal cultivation world, and Ling Tiangong and the Ancient Sword Sect would be in dispute, and it was not known who would kill the deer! Although the Ancient Sword Sect had been in decline for so many years, no one knew what kind of hole cards it had. This result is not what Gongsun Wei wants to see!

At this moment, Ling Hu Heng was lying comfortably in a warm embrace, sleeping soundly. This man in black looked at Ling Huheng's delicate face with a pair of wonderful eyes, and said with a smile: "The slave family has said, you can't escape from the palm of the slave family!" (To be continued......)

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