In the restaurant, the bearded man posed and prepared for a long time before clearing his throat and saying:
"Xuanyuan Tibing was on the assassination list of the Thirteenth Killer, and someone paid a huge price to buy his head!"
"What?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard about it. They never expected that someone would dare to buy Xuanyuan Tibing's head, and even find someone to kill him. This is probably a bit funny...
The Thirteenth Killer is certainly mysterious and proficient in the art of assassination. But it would be too absurd to assassinate Xuanyuan Tibing. Not to mention that Xuanyuan Tibing is the number one person in the Dongling realm, even if he is an ordinary assassin in the Wuhou realm.
, is not easy either.
What's more, Xuanyuan Tibing rarely left Xuanyuan City in recent years. If he wanted to assassinate him, he would have to go through many hurdles and still not be able to see his true face.
"But among the Thirteen People, no one has taken over this task, or no one dares to take it on!"
said the bearded man.
"Well, that makes sense." Someone nodded and said:
"It can be said that Thirteenth Killer will consider his own strength, otherwise he may be gone forever!"
"Xuanyuan Tibing also announced that if anyone dares to take on this mission, he will definitely uproot the Thirteen Killers from the Eastern Spirit Realm!"
The bearded man said again.
Everyone nodded. This was in line with Xuanyuan Tibing's style. Over the years, anyone who messed with him had never ended well.
Lin Huang also smiled and had some questions in his mind. There were many people in the Eastern Spirit Realm who wanted Xuanyuan Tibing's head, but who had the courage to buy his head?
Does this have something to do with the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers?
Is it related to Eyes of the Blood Crow and Jia Wanjin?
Lin Huang fell into deep thought, sensitively feeling that there must be inextricably linked to it. Since the news of the Mountain and River Scroll appeared, too many things have happened subsequently.
The Jia family was ruined and everyone died.
Xuanyuan Tibing appeared in the Western Tang Dynasty.
The appearance of the mysterious blood shadow.
Jia Wanjin died in battle wearing the bloody sun and moon flag!
Someone bought Xuanyuan Tibing's head.
Now it is implicated in the Thirteen Murders!
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"Changsheng, let's go back first. My brother-in-law said that the dark night of the Blood Triangle is the most dangerous time." When Lin Huang was deep in thought, Jia Xuanxuan suddenly spoke.
Um!
Lin Huang nodded and led Jia Xuanxuan out of the restaurant. What he had just been thinking about was quickly forgotten.
To put it bluntly, these things have nothing to do with him at all.
Even if there is a relationship, that will happen later.
After the two walked through a few street corners, they returned to the Blood Clothes Alliance.
The Blood Clothes Alliance is located in the east of the Blood Triangle. The entire alliance leader's mansion covers an area of ten miles. The building is magnificent and majestic, like a giant beast lying in the Blood Triangle. The mansion is surrounded by flags. The bloody flags are flying in the wind, looking murderous.
steaming.
At the gate of the Alliance Leader's Mansion, there were two rows of guards standing. They all had one hand on the hilt of their swords, their expressions were solemn, and their eyes were fierce and fierce, making people intimidated.
After entering the Alliance Leader's Mansion, one can feel countless dormant auras surging, making the entire mansion carry a trace of ferocious murderous aura.
"Miss Xuanxuan, the leader of the alliance invites Mr. Lin to come and talk about something!"
After the two of them entered the alliance leader's mansion, an elder from the alliance appeared in front of them.
Jia Xuanxuan frowned slightly, Zhanyan smiled at the Blood Clothes Alliance elder and said, "Brother-in-law, didn't you say anything?"
Lin Huang was also a little wary. Looking at the old man's cold expression, he was afraid...
The visitor is not good!
"I'm just a messenger. I don't know what the specific matter is." Although the elder was polite, he obviously didn't show much respect.
"Please ask the elders to lead the way!"
Lin Huang smiled and cupped his fists.
It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided. Since Feng Wanli can save him, he won't do anything to himself. Moreover, after living in this mansion for more than ten days, it is unreasonable not to pay a visit to the owner.
Before leaving, Jia Xuanxuan pulled the corner of Lin Huang's clothes, and the worry in her eyes was obvious. Although Feng Wanli was her brother-in-law, how could someone who could establish such a huge force in the Blood Triangle be just an ordinary person?
In their eyes, interests are undoubtedly the most important
Lin Huang looked at Jia Xuanxuan, smiled warmly, gave him a reassuring look, then turned around and followed the elders of the Blood Clothes Alliance.
Later, Lin Huang was taken to a large hall.
"The leader is inside!"
The elder spoke.
Lin Huang nodded and then walked into the main hall.
The main hall was not as grand as Lin Huang imagined, but rather a bit simple. The air was filled with the faint scent of sandalwood, mixed with the smell of books.
Above the main hall, there is a picture scroll of mountains and rivers in the Eastern Lingjing, which is magnificent and magnificent. The four pillars are all carved with wild grass, which looks like a mighty river gushing thousands of miles.
At this moment, sitting above the main hall was a man of about thirty years old, wearing a dark red Xuanwei robe. He was tall and sturdy, with a slightly rough square face, as cold as a rock, and his eyes were as bright as copper bells.
There is a god, and there is a hint of murderous aura all over his body.
In addition, there is also a middle-aged Confucian scholar sitting in the main hall!
The clothes are not gorgeous, but rather very elegant. He is wearing a purple robe with wide sleeves and a round collar, and a goldfish bag on his waist. Although his face is not handsome, it exudes elegance, and he looks quite sensible.
In front of the middle-aged Confucian scholar, there are pens, inks, paper and inkstones. The calligraphy ink on the desk is still wet. From the handwriting, it can be seen that all the calligraphy and paintings in the hall were written by this person.
At this moment, the middle-aged Confucian scholar was concentrating on reading an ancient book, and from time to time he touched the stylish stubble on his chin, which seemed quite like a Confucian and Taoist master.
"I've met the leader of the alliance!"
Lin Huang looked at the man in the main hall, cupped his fists and smiled.
"Are you Lin Changsheng?"
Feng Wanli raised his tiger eyes and glanced at Lin Huang. His tone had a hint of the air of a superior, and his gestures carried a powerful aura.
"Exactly. I also want to thank the leader for saving my life. I would like to thank you here." Lin Huang frowned a little and said to himself:
"You saved me, and you asked me if I am Lin Changsheng?"
Then Lin Huang said again: "I wonder why the alliance leader invited me here?"
Feng Wanli frowned slightly, with a look of sternness on his resolute face, "You really don't know what's going on? You're still pretending to be confused!"
Lin Huang nodded, feeling that it was difficult to talk to this alliance leader. He really didn't know what was going on. How could he chat with Feng Wanli when he asked him this?
Together with the middle-aged Confucian scholar beside him, he also looked up at Feng Wanli, sighed briefly and then lowered his head.
"I wonder if the leader of the alliance wants to know about the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, Master Jia Wanjin, or something else?"
Lin Huang asked speculatively. After all, the only people in the Blood Clothes Alliance who could have contact with him were the Shanhe Ancient Scroll and Jia Wanjin.
Feng Wanli smiled and said, "Tell me about my father-in-law. Did he tell you anything when he asked you to lead Xuanxuan away?"
In the main hall, Lin Huang fell into silence as he looked at Feng Wanli, who was not angry and proud.
"Why...can't you say it?"
Feng Wanli looked at Lin Huang with wandering eyes, frowned, and raised a slightly cold smile at the corner of his mouth, "Or are you really entrusted by your father-in-law to bring Xuanxuan to our Blood Clothes Alliance?"
At this moment, Feng Wanli was already beginning to doubt Lin Huang.
Unexpectedly, Lin Huang did not defend himself as expected, but instead showed a smile on his face. Forgetting that his eyes were thousands of miles away, he turned and faced the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said:
"Leader of the Alliance, I don't know what you mean by this?"
"presumptuous!"
In the main hall, a violent sound suddenly sounded. Feng Wanli had already stood up. Due to the force, the floor in the main hall broke into pieces and spread out like a spider web.
"alright!"
When Feng Wanli was about to get angry, the middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly spoke, his voice was not loud, but he looked quite majestic. Feng Wanli, who was originally showing off his power, immediately restrained his hands and stood there with his face flushed.
"You go down first, you have nothing to do here." The middle-aged Confucian scholar put down the book in his hand, stood up and said calmly, "This floor is a hundred taels of gold a piece. Go to the accounting room to pay for it yourself!"
Feng Wanli stared, looking at the middle-aged Confucian scholar who opened his mouth. It could be seen that the latter had an expression of indignity and nodded sadly. Looking at the cracked floor in the hall, he left the hall with a sad look on his face.
After Feng Wanli left, the middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled at Lin Huang and said:
"This man's name is Tu Gang, he is one of my right-hand men, but he is a bit simple-minded. And you can see my identity, it is Feng Wanli!"
"Next time, you need to find someone smarter to be the leader of the alliance." Lin Huang smiled, cupped his hands and said:
"I don't believe that a person with nothing but force can gain a foothold in a place like the Blood Triangle."
"Based on this alone, doesn't it mean that Tu Gang is not Feng Wanli?"
Feng Wanli asked.
"It is rumored that the leader of the Blood-clothed Alliance is extremely mysterious. Every time he appears, he must be covered in blood-clothed clothes. So I think... the real Feng Wanli is probably very different from the blood-clothed leader!"
Lin Huang replied.
"The decoration in this hall implies Confucianism. It is incompatible with the evil spirit surrounding Tu Gang, but it complements you perfectly!"
"During the conversation just now, Tu Gang looked at you eleven times in total, which shows that he respects you!"
Lin Huang explained with a smile.
"It's good to have such analytical skills. In this way, you are really entrusted by your father-in-law to bring Xuanxuan here." Feng Wanli, a middle-aged Confucian scholar, said with a smile.
Ever since Feng Wanli rescued Lin Huang, he had been investigating and even sent people to re-walk the path the two of them had taken.
They encountered twenty-seven suspicious formations set up by Lin Huang in the Qinglong Mountains. This was not something ordinary people could do. That's why they came up with today's approach.
If Lin Huang couldn't even tell the difference between Feng Wanli and Feng Wanli, then Lin Huang might have a big problem.
Lin Huang smiled, and there was nothing wrong with Feng Wanli doing this. The most important thing for a person who can gain a foothold in the Blood Triangle is to be cautious, otherwise he would not even know how he died.
"Can the leader of the alliance tell you why you asked me to come?"
"Mountain and River Ancient Scrolls!"
Feng Wanli said bluntly.
In the main hall, Lin Huang frowned slightly and said:
"This matter will disappoint the leader of the alliance. When Jia Wuhou gave the demon-suppressing knife to the boy, it was only as a reward for escorting Miss Xuanxuan, and he did not explain the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers."
Seeing Lin Huang say this, Feng Wanli shook his head, stared at Lin Huang with determination, and said:
"Based on what I know about my father-in-law, the Ancient Scrolls of Mountains and Rivers will definitely be on you!"