The Paternity Guard

"Master?" Seventeen's fingers trembled.

"Remember what I told you before, stay in the carriage and take care of yourself...he." Originally, Xing Beiming wanted him to take care of himself, but suddenly felt a little pretentious, and abruptly changed his mouth.

"Yes, master." Since it was the master's order, he should protect him even if he risked his life. The master's... Shiqi looked at his stomach dimly, but soon became firm.

The carriage speeded up, and soon stopped at a place with beautiful scenery, but what spoiled the scenery were the tombs in the greenery. Seventeen lifted the curtain of the car, and recognized that these were buried by Lord Yan Zhuang a few days ago This place, the master told them to rush here, is it sure that the people who want to assassinate them are from the Yan family?

Xing Beiming got out of the carriage, called Hou Jia over and muttered, Hou Jia's expression changed a few times, and finally he nodded, and shouted at the guards behind him, "Brothers! Digging graves!"

Although I don't know the castle owner's intentions, but since the castle owner has an order, he should follow his orders, and a few people came up to surround the tomb of the unlucky Lord Yan Zhuang. Here, there are no tools, only swords...Suddenly, from the air " "Bang bang" smashed down a few shovels, bluffing these people, and looked up to the sky, but there was no one there, but the castle owner didn't say anything, probably because he meant it, so they each picked up one and started to work .

Hou Jia was also taken aback by the way the iron shovel was dropped in the world. He turned his head and soon realized that it was probably done by the shadow guard of the castle owner. As the captain of the guard team of the No. 20 castle in the world, Hou Jia knew about it. Some insider's.But knowing it is one thing, seeing it is another.Captain Hou Jia's admiration for the shadow guards reached an extreme level in an instant. Such a ghostly skill, even after [-] years of practice, can't compare to it!

Before digging a few shovels, someone finally couldn't help but jumped out, "Hey! You can do such a vile thing of digging people's graves, stop now!"

Everyone looked up and saw that it was a fat monk, wearing a circle of egg-sized Buddhist beads, his chest was open, revealing a lot of fat... Don't know, keep digging.

The monk's face was flushed and he was angry. "Hurry up and stop, my monk Fashan dare not listen to what you have to say! Why don't you come out and wait for the fisherman's profit?"

As soon as the words of this monk Fashan came out, many people came out from the dark, all of them looked like dogs, and they seemed to have a moderate reputation in the Jianghu, but the reputation was enough, but the knowledge was not enough. The most powerful and irritating man in the world stood in front of them, and he couldn't recognize him with his big dog eyes!

Xing Beiming said calmly, "Where did the fat bald donkey come from?"

As soon as this remark came out, Wu Enci was the first to burst out laughing. This monk was not pleasing to the eyes. A monk who eats a stomach full of fat must not be a good thing?And secretly followed them all the way, Wu Enci finally knew why they suddenly changed their course.

Hou Jia and the other guards laughed unkindly, and Shi Qi in the carriage couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

The falsely named Fashan monk was even more angry. He also saw that Xing Beiming was the leader of the group, pointed at his nose and cursed: "NND, you don't cry when you see the coffin, tell me your name, the great monk's men!" Don't kill the nameless!"

Xing Beiming didn't show any annoyance on his face either, he only moved his right hand slightly, everyone saw the small arc of his sleeves swaying in the wind, the monk Fashan over there was already lying on the ground with his mouth covered, walking along the fat Blood gushed from between his fingers.

Mouth full of swear words, you will be speechless in the future.

A Taoist priest who looked like a fairy beside him raised his whisk, looked at the monk in disgust, and said coolly, "At Xiaqing Peak, I don't know why this young master wants to move the grave of Lord Yan Zhuang. , it's better not to disturb you."

Xing Beiming turned his head and signaled to continue. Wu Enci jumped off the horse and pointed out in a sharp tone, "There are coming and going, this Qingfeng Taoist, why don't you tell me why you steal~steal~touch~touch~ Follow us?"

Embarrassment appeared on Taoist priest Qingfeng's face, and a foxy woman next to her said in a coquettish voice: "Oh, this little girl is really good at hitting back, we finally came here to pay our respects to old friends, but we happened to be with you It’s just a road, how can I say I’m following you? My old friends haven’t made their obeisance yet, and I’m not afraid of retribution when I see you doing such wicked things~”

Wu Enci waved his hand, "We'll talk about the retribution later! We're all from the Jianghu, so don't open your eyes and talk nonsense. We've made a lot of mistakes along the way, and you're always right. If you don’t want to leave, don’t tell this lady that you forgot where your old friends sleep? Just follow a group of people and you’ll know that they’re here for your old friends? Just because you’re an idiot doesn’t mean everyone else is like you?”

Wu Enci, who kept his mouth open, kept crackling, which completely changed the face of the group of people on the opposite side.

Taoist priest Qingfeng flicked his whisk, and didn't let go of the circle, "Everyone, there have been some injustices in the Jianghu recently, and you must have heard of them. That thief has strong martial arts and is good at sucking up human blood for his own use. Speaking of this Some people may think of the Blood Demon Palace more than ten years ago, but the Blood Demon Palace has long since perished, and there are rumors that this technique was done by the person with the strongest martial arts in the Jianghu. I heard that if you reach the highest level, you will use human blood as an introduction to practice like that female devil Yin Haoyue..."

All the guards stopped their movements, the words sound familiar!

Xing Beiming said lightly, "Oh? What did the priest say?"

Daoist Qingfeng plucked up his courage, looked at Shang Xing Beiming's cold smiling eyes, suppressed the coldness rising from the bottom of his heart, and said vigorously, "The one who knows the magic of Yueming is naturally the owner of the best castle in the world, are you right? Is it Lord Xingbao?"

All the guards were angry, Hou Jia took a step forward, it was too much, although the number one castle in the world is not close to the martial arts decent, and he doesn't bother to be crowned with the name of decent, but throwing this evil and crooked thing For their castle master, it is really tolerable or unbearable!

Xing Beiming blocked Hou Jia's movement, and took two steps forward leisurely, while Qingfeng and the others retreated three steps in unison.

"The master of this castle didn't know what the effect of practicing the Yueming Divine Art to the last level would be. How did you know? Who told you?"

"Xing Beiming! You want to kill someone! We won't tell you!" Someone shouted excitedly behind.

"So, is it true that someone is chewing my castle master's tongue behind his back?" Xing Beiming's faint words were full of cold murderous intent, and Qingfeng and the others all took another big step back.

"Lord Xingbao, you are also suspected now. As long as you go back with us and we find out the truth, if there is a misunderstanding, we shall apologize." Imprison Xing Beiming.

"What if the owner of the castle says no?" With their abilities, whether they sincerely want to find out the truth is unknown, and he can't guarantee that there won't be groups of people challenging his bottom line during his imprisonment.

"Then we have to offend! Go!" With a wave of Qingfeng's whisk, the people behind him attacked.

The guards who were digging the grave stopped digging, and they all threw away their shovels and copied their weapons, and then came up to meet them, and they all became one.From Xing Beiming's point of view, these people were simply a mob, not worth his shot at all, so he just stood aside and watched the guards fight with them, his eyes did not know where they fell.

Hou Jia was assigned to protect Wu Enci, who didn't know martial arts. This girl was stupefied for a long time. In her eyes, the leader of the world's number one fortress, who is both good and evil, was more admired by her than the leader of the martial arts alliance. Black and white take all, completely more worthy of the title of martial arts leader than the current Lin Canghai!Seeing the real person now, and getting along with him for a few days, I am really happy!

Shi Qi felt itchy in his heart, the current situation did not require the shadow guard to take action, but now he is a bodyguard, if it weren't for... Alas, Shi Qi, who was useless, was extremely depressed, so he lifted the curtain a little to observe and occupy him.In just this moment, someone with ulterior motives noticed it.

"There are still people in the carriage!" With a shout, someone rushed towards the carriage.

court death!Xing Beiming narrowed his eyes, and before Eleven and Twelve in the dark had time to make a move, he saw several people rushing up fell out like ragged autumn leaves being swept by the cold wind, lying on the ground without moving.

Soon the suspense-free fight came to an end, and it was clear at a glance which one was the winner and which was the loser between the well-trained guards and the scattered mob.

There are people lying on the ground and humming everywhere, Taoist Qingfeng's previous chic is gone, rolling around with his stomach in his arms, maybe he was retribution for being too vigorous as he said before, and he was kicked hard by the guard who had disliked him for a long time He cut his belly, and almost killed his descendants...

"Xing Beiming! You...you dare to go against Quan Wulin..." Some people lay down on the ground and still didn't give up, and spoke rudely.

"Castle Master!" Hou Jia stepped forward to listen to the order, as long as the Castle Master gave the order, it would be best to pull out all the teeth of these people.All martial arts, relying on them?

"Don't be busy yet," Xing Beiming raised his hand, and then looked at the people lying on the ground, "Master Yan Zhuang, is this your purpose?"

Master Yan Zhuang?Qingfeng sneered, enduring the pain and said: "Xing Beiming, don't be too arrogant. Lord Yan Zhuang has passed away for a long time. Who in the world doesn't know? If he is really alive, he will definitely not see you doing such evil!"

"Really?" Xing Beiming was not angry, and looked directly at a certain place, "Aren't you coming out yet?"

"Xing Beiming, you—"

"Hahahaha..." A burst of maniacal laughter sounded from the ground, and someone who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead got up and wiped off the bloody disguise on his face, revealing a majestic face full of justice. Yan Baihe, the dead owner of Yan Family Manor!

The author has something to say: Well, it’s almost time to come out ╮(╯_╰)╭ Don’t come out with characters to disturb my sight...

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