The most luxurious house in Taiping Lane belongs to the Feng family. Although it is not a wealthy family, it has been passed down in Huaqing County for several generations and started out selling weapons. It is said that the ancestor of the family is also a great weapon refiner.
, it has been run for generations and has great power in Huaqing County, and the name of Baobing Tower is quite famous in several nearby counties.
Twenty years ago, the Feng family was far more prosperous than it is now. It has been run for generations, and there are hundreds of family members and many side branches. At that time, the Baobing Tower even opened to the capital of God.
However, the Feng family, which was once in great glory, insulted a high-ranking cultivator because of a treasured weapon. Overnight, the family was almost wiped out, leaving only Feng Jizu. He was also lucky, and the other one was with the Feng family.
Some friendly friends arrived and saved his life.
No one knows what the Feng family paid in the end. They only know that since then, Feng Jizu has been the only one left in the huge Feng family, and their power has shrunk to what it is now, with no expansion at all in the past twenty years.
Under the night, the door of Feng's house was still lit with lights. A carriage drove up from the alley and stopped at the door. The old housekeeper who had been waiting aside hunched over, opened the curtain, and helped the young man out of the carriage.
"Master, why did you drink so much again? Master is angry inside." The old butler looked distressed.
The young man immediately kicked out, knocking the old housekeeper to the ground, and turned his head unsteadily, "How dare you, an old dog, take care of me?"
The housekeeper ignored the injury on his forehead and hurriedly crawled over and whispered: "Master, you misunderstood. What I mean is that it is a critical time recently. There are many people coming to the county. I can't guarantee that there will be one or two who are really capable."
Yes, I will let you stay up for two more days until everything is easy to talk about after this incident!"
Feng Daichang grinned, but this smile was not at all what a fifteen or sixteen year old boy should look like, it was full of coldness.
"It's just a pile of moving materials. Look at what scares you. Get up. I will explain this to my father." As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Daichang turned his head sharply and looked at him with a pair of blood-red eyes.
The end of the alley.
"There's a mouse, find someone to get rid of it."
"Yes, young master." The old butler responded with a single voice. With a wave of his thin palm, several black shadows jumped out from the darkness, rising and falling towards the place where Feng Daichang's sight had been.
"Remember to bring the meat back, don't waste it." Feng Daichang's light voice came out, and the two vermilion doors closed with a whimper, and the lights at the door were also extinguished.
Cui Jin was so frightened that he ran away like crazy, using all his strength. He had never seen such a look in his eyes.
Like a ghost, no, more terrifying than a ghost. The moment he was seen by those eyes, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he almost lost control of his body. It was terrifying.
That was not the Tian Si he knew. Tian Si was just a gambler and a drunkard. He usually didn't dare to fight back when he was beaten. How could he have such a look in his eyes?
A month ago, the restaurant where they usually ate every meal suddenly became wealthy. The two of them lived across from each other. It was difficult for him, Cui Jin, to know about the changes in the restaurant.
In those days, Cui Jin himself had lost everything and was in debt. When he saw Tiansi, a fool who was usually even worse than himself, suddenly becoming rich, he started to think about it.
For several days, they only saw Tian Si going in and out of gambling houses and taverns, but there was no clue as to the origin of the money. Seeing that the deadline for repaying the money was approaching, Cui Jin could no longer bear his temper. That night
He rushed into Tian Si's house, and after some questioning, Tian Si said that he had gotten a job at the Feng family.
But he didn't say a word about what he was doing. No matter how he beat him, Tian Si insisted not to say anything.
This made Cui Jin even more convinced that there was something fishy going on. What kind of status would the Feng family need a drunkard and gambler to do? When hiring a servant or maid, he would want to find out what his ancestors had done for several generations.
Cui Jin, who didn't dare to cause trouble, could only steal Tian Si's money. After returning, he started to secretly investigate. He was sure that what the Feng family asked Tian Si to do was definitely not something that could be seen in the light.
If he catches the family's dirty deeds, wouldn't he be able to suffer them for the rest of his life?
It was enough to buy him a gambling house. The more anxious Cui Jin thought about it, the more feasible it became.
For more than half a month, he found that Tian Si didn't seem to do anything except regularly stay at Feng's house for half an hour. After coming out, he continued to gamble and drink. What he was doing at Feng's house, he had no way of knowing.
The high-walled compound of the Feng family blocked his investigation.
But fortunately, the money Tian Si took out every time could alleviate his urgent needs. He was not in a hurry. Just seven days ago, Tian Si entered Feng's house and never came out. Cui Jin waited for several days, and tonight at night
When they arrived, they made a new discovery. Tian Si, a rotten gambler, got into the carriage dressed in luxurious clothes.
He followed from a distance, watching Tian Si enter the best brothel in the city, watching him get on the carriage drunkenly and return to Feng's house, and the next scene happened.
Cui Jin didn't dare to look back, but from the coldness and needle-like pain coming from behind, as well as the black shadows rising and falling on both sides from time to time, he knew that he would die if he couldn't escape!
What happened? Is that person Tian Si? Why did they listen to Tian Si?
These thoughts only flashed through my mind, and the only thought left was to live.
Buzz~
The sound of a long knife cutting through the air came from his side. At the critical moment, Cui Jin unleashed his unprecedented potential. He jumped high and rolled out, hitting the door of an inn. The strong inertia and power made it impossible for him to hold back.
The door of the inn was smashed, and people and broken wood rolled in.
He didn't care that his body was covered with large and small wooden thorns. He shouted with all his strength: "Help! Someone is trying to kill me!"
The people from the Feng family did not stop. They looked at each other, and the look in their eyes became even more fierce. It was simply a shame that an ordinary person could make such a fuss under the hands of several people.
Zhong Zhong heard the sound. In fact, there were many people in the whole inn who heard the sound, but no one dared to come out. Zhong Zhong was worried about the situation over there with Cao An, so he pushed the door open and walked out almost immediately, holding the puppet tightly in his sleeves.
His eyes swept around Cao An's room like lightning.
When he saw Cui Jin fleeing below, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He folded his arms and stood at Cao An's door and watched coldly.
He doesn't have the chivalrous spirit of those who claim to be righteous. He doesn't care what these people do, as long as they don't disturb Cao An.
Several black shadows entered the inn, and three sharp blades pierced Cui Jin almost at the same time. He stood frozen on the spot while maintaining a running posture, with unwillingness in his eyes, and took one last look around.
He regretted so much that he could have just taken the money from the farm honestly, so why did he have to cause other troubles?
However, there is no regret medicine in life. Life and death are sometimes just a matter of thought.
The shadows raised their heads and were very satisfied with the reaction around the inn, but the moment they saw the heavy weight, their faces became a little ugly.
He is really an ignorant young man.
Doesn't he know that there are some things in the world that should be avoided?
Zhong Zhong saw their thoughts from the eyes of several people and frowned slightly, "I'm not interested in your grudges. I'm just worried that you will affect my brother's rest."
The black shadows looked at each other in confusion, each seeing their own thoughts from the other's eyes: He is really so attractive that people can't help but want to slap him on the neck.
The four people had a clear division of labor. Two of them took Cui Jin's body away, threw a large silver ingot with a wave of their hands, and dropped it on the counter. The other two stood on tiptoe and jumped up to the inn with the help of their strength, one on the left and the other on the right. He leaned over heavily.
"One Qi Condensation Realm, one Blood Qi Condensation Realm." The hand that was holding the puppet heavily loosened. In fact, Brother Cao said that this was a third-level puppet, and after all, he was once a three-jing Qi Condensation Realm, so he should be able to handle it if he mentions it. Yes, there is no need to waste this puppet.
This is money after all.
Pulling his hand behind his waist, a somewhat exaggerated meat cleaver fell into his hand, and he immediately faced the enemy.
Different from Cao An's exquisiteness, Shen Sheng was once a solid warrior of the Three Sceneries, and his killing methods were also practiced in the army. His moves are wide open and close, and his power is strong and heavy. Facing the vicious swordsmanship of Two Shadows, it seems that With natural restraint, those two scenes of blood energy realm were not able to give full play to their advantages.
As soon as the swords made contact, he was hit heavily and unilaterally, with three consecutive blows, which made his mouth numb and the sword in his hand was almost knocked off.
There was a bitter look on his face. They, the guards who were kept in the Feng family, usually bullied ordinary people, or relied on the large number of people to wear down opponents of the same level. However, when they encountered a killer like Shen Sheng, they were a bit... When he couldn't see enough, he turned to the knife and the sharp blade directly cut a line on the black shadow's neck.
He pulled out the back of the sword heavily, pushed it horizontally with both hands, and blocked a straight thrust.
A cold force passed down the tip of the sword into Cao An's hand.
puff……
A stinging pain hit him like a fire in his lungs, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His strength, which he had barely managed to exert, was restored to its original shape, and his injuries were more serious than before.
The black shadow's face was filled with joy. At first, he thought it was a soldier who retreated from the frontline killing array, but he didn't expect it to be just a sick cat.
Once the true energy is introduced, it directly affects the root, causing old wounds to recur.
Take advantage of your illness to kill you! The shadows are better than anyone else at beating up a drowned dog.
Between stretching and retracting, a sword hit his throat, the castration was like electricity, ruthless and decisive.
He opened his mouth heavily and was about to exhale the golden wheel when a gust of wind blew. The door that had just been closed was opened at some point, and the sword that was originally aimed at him deviated from its original position. The shadow man's arms were flat. As if someone was using a ruler to compare the correction, he turned his head in surprise and looked back.
The open door was still moving in the wind, and the man was holding his other hand with a cold expression...