At this time, Zhang Rongfang and Qingsu were standing in the dark near Pingya Temple.
"It seems that Zhao Tianming is definitely a traitor. But I don't know what force he is serving?" Qing Su sighed, feeling a little scared in his heart.
If Master Bai Ying hadn't intercepted her halfway, she might have fallen into Zhao Tianming's trap by now.
"The current plan is that we must be ready to retreat and give up everything in Tan Yang at any time." Zhang Rongfang said seriously.
The impact of Zhao Tianming's exposure was very bad.
Because he has mastered one-third of the recent information on Baiying's side.
The most important thing is that this person is likely to lead the forces behind him to target Zhang Ying's identity.
For forces that abide by the rules, Zhang Ying's official position is a good talisman.
For forces that do not abide by the rules, strength is their only reliance.
As for the Palace of Mirrors, no master can stop the attack of high-level masters.
Is it possible to count on those seventh-grade palace masters and deputy palace masters who are almost losing their teeth?
"Sir, what should we do now?" Qingsu didn't expect the situation to be so serious, and she was confused for a moment.
After all, she is still young. If it is just an assassination mission and collecting intelligence. The goal is clear, then that is not bad.
But now this situation...
Zhang Rongfang was also a little helpless. If he was not injured, he might be able to try the forces behind Zhao Tianming.
But at this time, his right wrist was injured, and his strength was only 70% of his previous strength at most. If he tried... he might not even be able to defeat the stronger eighth-grade.
This feeling of frustration has rarely been encountered since he quickly broke through the ranks.
But I didn't expect that it would appear again now.
"You go back first and be careful to hide yourself. I have to go somewhere." Zhang Rongfang said in a deep voice.
"My subordinate understands!"
Qing Su said no more. Now she can only rely on Master Bai Ying to find a way. If even the eighth-grade Bai Ying can't do it, then she, a small fourth-grade man, can only stay away from Tan Yang completely and go to other places.
Let’s avoid the limelight first.
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Yunyanju in Tanyang is a three-story red building with gorgeous decoration.
In front of the building, there is always a huge signboard and two red lanterns.
There are rows of counters inside, displaying all kinds of calligraphy and paintings, antiques, various toys, and collections.
The most surprising thing is that the site occupies a huge area, but there is not much traffic.
Someone secretly counted their guests in front of the door and found that even if every guest who came in and out every day shopped inside, it would not be enough to cover the daily consumption expenses of the entire Yunyanju.
Therefore, the mystery of Yunyanju has long been spread in the surrounding small area.
Zhang Rongfang changed his clothes, walked into the first floor like an ordinary customer, and walked around the counters a few times.
This is his first time here.
The intelligence functions held by White Eagle and Black Eagle are different.
Black Hawk seemed to have more connections with the top management. He didn't know if this was true of all branches or if it was just Tan Yang.
However, the situation is difficult now. If nothing can be done here, Zhang Rong will plan to hide himself completely and hide for a while first.
Anyway, his Taoist membership in the Taoist sect is still there, and his rank in the yamen will not be lost.
Hide for a while, wait for the storm to subside, and then use your attribute points to build up your strength to a level that most people cannot imagine.
At that time, the difficulties in front of you will no longer be difficulties.
I wandered around the counters a few times.
Soon, he came to a corner and flashed his White Eagle badge to a clerk who was dozing off.
The clerk was so excited that he immediately woke up.
"It turns out to be Uncle Bai, this way! Come this way!"
He quickly walked out of the counter, nodded and bowed, and led Zhang Rongfang towards the second floor.
Follow the clerk, one behind the other, and enter through a stair entrance in the corner.
After turning around, we soon came to a spacious indoor courtyard.
The large courtyard is more than thirty meters long and wide, surrounded by painted wooden walls.
The ground in the middle is paved with thin stone slabs, and there is an artificial rockery and flowing water in the center, which is flowing and making sounds.
On the edge of man-made landscaping.
A woman in white with a stiff face was kneeling quietly on a soft cushion, holding a brush in her hand and writing lightly on the calligraphy.
The robe worn by the woman looks like a robe or a long skirt, spreading on the ground like clouds, pure and white.
The white color of the robe contrasts with the black ink stains on the copybook.
The contrast between black and white makes people feel more peaceful.
"Fan Qianyu."
The woman didn't pay attention to Zhang Rongfang, or in other words, she saw him and had no intention of talking to him.
Instead, he said another name to himself.
"You owe me a favor and it's time to pay it back."
Zhang Rongfang was confused. He didn't know who she was, let alone who she was talking to.
He was about to ask, but suddenly he noticed that there was a person standing beside the rockery in the courtyard.
The man slowly walked out from the rockery, his movements silent. Even though he was only ten meters away, Zhang Rongfang didn't notice his presence at all.
He looked towards this person.
This is a man with a slender figure and a thin face.
He wore a silver mask, covering half of his face.
The other half of the face that was revealed was handsome and feminine.
There is a strange sense of contradiction in this man. It is clear that his figure does not have much strength.
But Zhang Rongfang just looked at him, and his keen senses felt a kind of creepy threat.
This person....
It was completely different from his previous understanding.
In Zhang Rongfang's opinion, anyone who practices martial arts will have no shortage of muscle lines on their body.
Even if you are pure, you will still have muscle outlines hidden in tight underwear.
It's just that she, who loves beauty, always protects her.
For those who practice martial arts, muscles are strength. Without strength, no matter how fast the sword or knife is, it will be weak.
In fact, strength and speed are directly proportional to each other.
The greater the force, the faster the speed.
But this person in front of me.
Zhang Rongfang's body muscles tensed up unconsciously.
He didn't know why he was tense, but his body's instinct... was trembling...
"You are closer than me..." the silver-faced man said blankly.
"Yes." The woman in white gently finished writing on the calligraphy note.
That is a huge word "ji".
Black ink slowly spreads at the end of the writing, filling the air.
"While I can still remember." The woman raised her head, with a touch of blood in her eyes.
"Go ahead."
She put down her pen.
"I'll help you this time and let's clear things up." The silver-faced man said softly.
"good."
The woman was silent for a moment.
"But I won't come forward, and neither of us will come forward. If you die, you will die."
The silver-faced man didn't reply, turned and walked towards the door.
Zhang Rongfang stood in front of the door and stepped aside unconsciously.
He watched the man leave silently without saying a word.
The other party's young face and long silver hair formed a sharp contrast.
It makes people wonder whether he is young or old.
Not long after, the man disappeared from the corridor.
Zhang Rongfang couldn't even hear the sound of his footsteps going downstairs. It was clear that the stairs made a creaking sound when he just came up.
Looking back, Zhang Rongfang's eyes fell on the woman in white.
"My lord, Tan Yang Baiying, may I ask who you are?"
He used honorifics unconsciously.
The man just now was very dangerous, and this woman who was able to instigate that man might be even more dangerous!
At any time, it is always better to be cautious.
As the saying goes, it’s not strange to be polite to many people, but there’s nothing wrong with being careful.
Only then did the woman seem to discover Zhang Rongfang's existence.
The pupils in her eyes gradually focused, and the figure of the other party emerged.
"I know...you are the one who presented the scriptures and silk...the secret scroll of the scriptures and silk."
"It's my subordinate." Zhang Rongfang's heart moved and he immediately lowered his attitude.
The woman raised her hand and touched in her waist bag, but was suddenly stunned. There was nothing in her waist bag.
"Sorry, I forgot to bring something again..." She seemed to want to reward Zhang Rongfang with something, but was embarrassed to find that she couldn't find anything.
"Sir, this is what my subordinates should do. There is no need to reward me." Zhang Rongfang said quickly, "It's just my lord, the situation of our Golden Wing Tower in Tan Yang is not good now. The forces who are looking for the secret scrolls and scriptures include the Black Ten Sect.
Secret sect. These are not things that my subordinates can offend."
He quickly expressed his difficulties.
"I understand..." the woman nodded lightly, "You are a good boy...you took the risk and handed in the secret document. Then you stayed and took on the threat."
When she said the word "good boy" gently and softly with a girl-like delicate voice.
Zhang Rongfang had goosebumps in his heart, but he couldn't show it, so he could only endure it.
"That's it." The woman clapped her hands gently, "What is your wish? I can help you complete it once."
"Wish?" Zhang Rongfang was stunned. The scope was quite large.
"Yes, wish." The woman nodded, "For example, do you have any enemies you need to kill? Or do you want to know some news."
kill?
information?
"Subordinate..."
Zhang Rongfang thought for a moment and wondered if Snake King could open this door.
"Xue Jinghao hurt you. Do you want to slaughter his entire family?" the woman said softly.
"...You...that is the Snake King! You are the extraordinary envoy of the Black Ten Sect...!" Zhang Rongfang's heart trembled.
"It doesn't matter." The woman chuckled, but her face did not change at all. Her eyes only flickered.
"It doesn't matter..." Her eyes dimmed. "While I can still remember... I can remember..."
At this time, Yunyan was outside.
With this place as the center, within a radius of several hundred meters.
A figure with a golden feather symbol hanging from his waist kept appearing, gathering in the direction of Yunyanju.
They look like ordinary people, but deep in their eyes there is almost always an indifference to human life.
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Outside Tanyang City, Qingding Mountain.
Directly facing the city gate, a group of strong figures wearing gray and white armor were lined up and galloping along the official road.
Everyone wears inner armor and outer robes, masks on their heads, and double-edged swords on their backs.
Not only that, on the official road in the direction of the other three city gates of Tan Yang, there were also teams of hundreds of people each, riding towards this side.
All teams are dressed the same and have the same attire.
The most important thing is that the leaders headed by them all have feather and jade marks representing the Golden Wing Tower hidden on their waists.
Obviously these people were wearing metal armor that was not allowed by the imperial court, but when they entered the city gate, no defenders dared to intercept them.