windy cold

Chapter 71

Lu Wanfeng speculated: "The worst case scenario is that the left and right protectors of the Mo Dao have already assembled in Lifeng Castle. Just recalling what he said just now, it seems that the relationship with Yin Jue Du Niang is not harmonious."

"We must prepare for the worst," Qin Chuhan glanced at the dim cloud moon, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me back to Xiao's mansion, and the whole mansion will be under martial law later, and it may be inconvenient to enter and exit."

Lu Wanfeng also lost interest in continuing to play, so it took a lot of effort to drag Chi Xiaohan away who was complaining and refusing to go back.

A few people entered the mansion, and looking back, they saw two guards with knives leaning against the corridor pillars on both sides, their facial features hidden in the shadows, and they looked lazy and relaxed. Extreme nerves.

Lu Wanfeng and Chi Xiaohan were inconvenient, so they had to go back to the guest house, while Qin Chuhan quickly went to meet Xiao Wuhen to inform them of the situation.

"Have the arrangements been made?"

Xiao Wuhen came over with a long knife in his arms, and the two hid among the rocks in the courtyard, talking in low voices.

"Well, things are guarded by my father."

Qin Chuhan nodded.

The two cold-tempered people looked back to each other in one direction, and there was no more words for a while.

The wind was rumbling, and the grass and trees were full of soldiers. According to the order, the daily patrolling team passed by the courtyard as usual. Xiao Wuhen glanced at the neat queue, and suddenly asked: "What did Chi Xiaohan do when he went out today?"

Qin Chuhan tilted his head slightly, a little surprised but also as expected, and replied lightly: "I went to the restaurant and was beaten out, and then I went to the teahouse to sit for a while."

Xiao Wuhen's dark skin almost melted into the night, his slender eyes were narrowed, brewing coldness, "You must have collected a lot of red ribbons."

Qin Chuhan replied, "Yes."

"Drinking?"

"I drank a little in the teahouse."

"..." Xiao Wuhen stood up by himself, turned around, and looked at him coldly, "The so-called Feng beside you is actually Lu Wanfeng."

The ending didn't rise at all, it was clearly an affirmative sentence, Qin Chuhan looked at him face to face, his eyes were guarded and probing, and he didn't answer.

The aura between the two was evenly matched, and suddenly the swords were tense.

After confronting each other for a while, Xiao Wuhen said expressionlessly: "I don't care if he kills his father or what, it has nothing to do with me, but you'd better manage him well, don't let him take Chi Xiaohan to do those boring things again."

Qin Chuhan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal. In his opinion, Chi Xiaohan was hopeless, naughty and mischievous, and it was difficult to draw a conclusion if he insisted on saying who led the other.

Turning his back again, Xiao Wuhen's voice didn't fluctuate, but was still as cold as ice, "I don't care about the orders of gods and ghosts, let alone the life and death of the Xiao family. If it wasn't for Chi Xiaohan asking me to help you no matter what, I'd even wait and see The Xiao family has been in turmoil since then."

His words were full of indifference towards the Xiao family. Qin Chuhan had no intention of commenting on other people's family affairs, but he did not agree with his words, "Once the immortal and devil feuds, the order of gods and ghosts is restored, it will not only be the Xiao family, but the whole world that will be in turmoil."

"Heh, what does it have to do with me?"

With a sneer, he expressed a thousand lingering hatreds, the emotionless Da Mo, the emotionless Xiao family, life or death, it has nothing to do with me.

Just protect the only pure land behind you.

The argument was meaningless, Qin Chuhan stopped talking, turned around and continued to guard, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a black shadow passing by the courtyard wall, and his long hair pierced the night sky like a phantom ghost.

His pupils narrowed, trying to make out the figure again but he couldn't see the figure, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "There is something wrong with this person, I'll go check it out, come back as soon as possible, brother Xiao, please spend more time on guard."

Xiao Wuhen replied: "If you need help, send a signal to remind."

"Yeah." After finishing speaking, Qin Chuhan chased after him with his qin and sword.

Lu Wanfeng took off his women's clothes, hid them in the closet, put on his usual men's clothes, and stretched his fists.

At midnight, when the moon was on a branch, he tied his mask and went out quietly with a flute for inviting the moon.

Just kidding, tonight is the best time to catch the murderer, how could he sit in the house and wait?

Since it is necessary to set up traps and lures, it must not be hidden very deep, but it is also a place where there will be tricks. No matter how you think about it, Xiao Junli will not put things too far away, it must be near the main house in the inner courtyard .

The military spirit of the Xiao family is still there. In addition to the preserved general’s platform, there are also printing rooms, book rooms, merit and demerit offices, and an ancestral hall in a secluded corner.

The few patrol teams in the entire mansion seemed to be strictly guarded, but they always exposed short-term gaps intentionally or unintentionally. Lu Wanfeng evaded and sneaked all the way to the roof of the main house.

At this time, Lifeng Castle turned off the lights of the famous flames of the Mu Festival, and the whole city became even more desolate in the silence after the hustle and bustle. There were no dead branches, no crows and birds, and the bright moon also disappeared into the deep space, leaving a bleak and thin moonlight Struggling to spread, but can't illuminate any dark corners.

Very quiet, very deserted.

Lu Wanfeng squatted on the eaves, thinking about it, always felt that something was weird.

According to what I said to Qin Chuhan earlier, tonight Xiao Mansion will pretend to be negligent, lure the enemy deep and then wipe them all out. I don't know where the other people are, and I only see Xiao Wuhen alone in the courtyard outside the wall.

...Wait, this is too negligent, isn't it, I just entered the most important place in the whole mansion unimpeded all the way?No line of defense?

How do you know your own kung fu? If you come in like this, if you are discovered, someone should have come to arrest it long ago.

Catch a turtle in an urn, where is the urn?If you put the turtle directly at the core, you won't be afraid of losing your wife and soldiers in the slightest accident?

Can it be understood as... deliberately letting people go?

There is an internal response in Xiao's residence! ?

Lu Wanfeng was startled by his own thoughts, his foot slipped, and a piece of roof tiles fell off, only to hear the tiles smashing muffled, the sound was very abrupt in the silent night.

He held his breath for a long time, and he didn't even see a shadow of himself.

His mood suddenly changed from panic to horror. His guess was confirmed so quickly, and tonight's operation might fail.

The patrol team did not enter the inner courtyard at all, and it seemed that the door was completely opened here, with a gesture of indulgence.

But who are they welcoming?Or who is going to let go?Isn't it their goal to get the ghost order?

In the Xiao mansion, who else could mobilize the disciples and arrange the safety arrangements in the mansion, except Xiao Junli and Xiao Wuhen, should they be suspected?

Layers of truth cannot withstand analysis, like peeled off leaves, each layer exudes a stimulating taste.

Lu Wanfeng couldn't help shivering. If a demon with a different heart appeared in the Xuanzu Xianmen, the whole incident would get out of control.

Suddenly, an ethereal bell that seemed to come from the underworld rang from the ancestral hall at the side, and his body began to tremble instantly, and the cold suddenly hit him. .

It's this feeling again!The God and Ghost Token, it must be the God and Ghost Token that appeared again!

This time the reaction was more intense than before. Lu Wanfeng felt that he had suddenly lost control of his body and lost all sensation in his hands and feet.

I don't know if his body has adapted to such a sudden discomfort. Not only did he not faint, but he could still move his head. Just like this, he watched himself walking towards the ancestral hall where the bell kept ringing, and gradually smelled the bloody smell coming from his nostrils.

In an instant, the smell of blood became so strong that it choked his nose. He couldn't help squinting his eyes to be on guard. What happened inside, and how much blood would it take to have such a smell?

The uncontrollable body approached the gate of the ancestral hall step by step, opened the door, and what appeared in front of him was a place of bright red blood.

Xiao Junli was lying on the ground, both legs were cut off from the base of the thighs, the flesh and blood were cut open to reveal deep bone gaps, the blood gushing out from the meridians was like a small waterfall, quickly staining the stone brick floor.

With eyes that were more shocked than frightened, he stared at Chi Zhen, who was standing aside with a sneer and ringing the bell. His vicissitudes of face turned gray due to massive blood loss, and his lips and teeth, which were smiling for the woman in front of him yesterday, could no longer utter anything but trembling. any sound.

"You came……"

Chi Zhen was still ringing the bell. Seeing the intruder, instead of being surprised, she had a sinister smile on her face.

Lu Wanfeng recognized the bell in her hand, it was bigger than a human palm, colorful and changeable, and the sound of the bell was empty. It wasn't Chaohua Temple's Hunyuan Golden Bell!

The Hunyuan Golden Bell swayed back and forth rhythmically, a mass of black objects flickered inside the bell mouth, his eyes were firmly attracted, and he couldn't move away.

After being absent-minded for a moment, Chi Zhen withdrew her hand, and Jinling became quiet, and the thing that fell out of it fell into her hand, half the size of a palm, shaped like a jade pendant, black in color and round in shape, engraved with a black dragon, life-like and reversible Swimming around and curling on both sides, the dragon's mouth is long, but what sticks out is a forked snake tongue, exuding a sinister air.

She held it in her palm and knelt devoutly, shouting: "God bless the devil!"

Lu Wanfeng suddenly felt a heavy blow on his forehead, and his body regained consciousness in an instant. He immediately took out the Yueyue flute and hit Chi Zhen's hand. The ghost order flew down, and he said angrily, "So you are the one behind the scenes! Sister, why did you do such a thing!"

The ghost order landed on the face of Xiao Jun who was still breathing, but he didn't even look at it, he squeezed out a hoarse moan from his throat with all his strength, his eyes cracked, "Zhen'er..."

Chi Zhen's gentle demeanor in the past has long gone, her hand hurt to the point of bruising after being hit, she stood up on the ground, but pulled out a seven-foot soul-locking whip from her waist, and several sharp strands were wrapped around the whip. Thorn, dark red like old blood.

"It's noisy."

With a slash of the whip, Xiao Junli's head and body were divided into two, countless flesh and blood hung out from the dense thorns, instantly cutting off his struggle.

Picking up the jade pendant in the pool of blood, Chi Zhen turned her head and looked at Lu Wanfeng sinisterly, her fingertips were dripping bright red, and she smiled like a demon from hell, "Young master, we will be able to revive the demon king soon. "

"...What did you call me?" Lu Wanfeng took a step back, shocked.

"Young master, do you still think that you are the second young master of the Lu family?" Chi Zhen approached step by step, her distorted facial features seemed to be a different person, "You are the son of the demon king Ao Lie, what Lu Wanfeng, your surname Ao, your name is Ao Yun!"

"Say it!"

Lu Wanfeng retreated step by step, but the ghost order was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, he felt suffocated for a moment, and then the power in his forehead that was ready to move for a long time broke through the confinement in an instant, the mask was torn apart, and a black shadow suddenly emerged from between his eyebrows.

The power in his body was rapidly draining, his body was bent backwards into an incredible arc, he couldn't move, he could only watch the black shadow rushing around, colliding and whirling around in the small ancestral hall, on the table the Xiao family's ancestors The rankings were swept into a mess.

Chi Zhen opened her arms in satisfaction, and said, "Ah, the familiar power, Demon Lord... Demon Lord!"

The long-awaited magic power was so strong that it was depressing, and there were signs that it was about to spread out. She held up the spirit order and excitedly wanted to suck it in.

But at that moment, the chaotic magic power suddenly stopped, and the black shadow that was about to rush out suddenly slipped back into Lu Wanfeng's forehead, and he lost weight for a moment, and fell to the ground.