Jianghuke

Chi Heting was so shocked that he didn't speak for a long time.

"Why, don't want to?"

"It's not that I don't want to, but... why do you want to offend Feihua Pavilion for no reason?"

"That's right." Fang Hongxuan straightened up, as if he was just joking with him, and became gentle again, "Go, accompany me to see those medicine puppets."

Chi Heting was dazed by this deceit, unable to see what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he had to take a step to look at it, and replied: "Yes."

Fang Hongxuan seemed to be free, so he was not busy walking, wandering around, and spent the whole day in the Soul Refining Hall.

There was no movement in the front mountain for a long time, and all the plans and arrangements seemed to have disappeared into the sea without a trace, without causing any splashes.

Chi Heting's heart also sank little by little.

What about Gu Miao?Why hasn't the signal been sent yet?Did you not find the Fragrant Bone, or did you get lost in the intricate secret room?Could it be that the opening method of the organ is wrong, or... fell into a trap from which it cannot escape? ?

The sun was setting.

"It's getting late, I might as well have a meal here to save trouble." Fang Hongxuan finally stopped his stroll, turned around and patted his hand lightly, and said meaningfully, "It's just that I never thought that today It was so peaceful."

Chi Heting raised the corners of his mouth, and reluctantly said: "The Suzerain came, and the Soul Refining Palace naturally didn't dare to make any mistakes. I just ordered the kitchen to bring the dinner. It's all rough food, which is not as good as the Suzerain usually eats."

Fang Hongxuan was noncommittal, but said "hard work" lightly.

Suddenly, a sweeper carrying a bucket came in from outside the door, lowered his head and hurried in, tripped over Chi Heting, sprinkled half of the bucket of water, immediately fell to his knees in panic, and said, "My lord Forgive me! The little one, the little one just slipped the bucket due to cold hands..."

Chi Heting: "..."

He slowly squeezed the thin bamboo tube in his hand, puzzled.

Why did Jiang Wuzhou send a message to himself at this juncture?Could it be that something happened to him, and the informant would use such a reckless way to insert the secret letter box?

Sure enough, Fang Hongxuan glanced at the trembling boy and said, "Raise your head."

"Sect Master, please forgive me..." Before the words finished, the servant suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of determination, his hands flashed coldly, he rushed forward, and stabbed at Fang Hongxuan unambiguously, in a posture of fighting for his life .

It's a pity that Fang Hongxuan took the blade of the blade without even touching a piece of clothing.

Chi Heting bit his lower lip hard, finally figured out what the informant was going to do, hid the secret letter box in the middle of his sleeve, and pretended to be panicked: "Come here! There are assassins!!!"

Before the black witch who was waiting outside the Soul Refining Hall rushed in, the boy heard the shout, bit the poison sac on his back teeth, and killed himself neatly.

"I was negligent and let the assassin sneak in, almost hurting the suzerain. Please punish the suzerain!" Chi Heting quickly knelt down and said earnestly, "The Soul Refining Palace is not very safe now, and we need to search the remaining assassins later. For the sake of safety, I also ask the suzerain to leave quickly."

Fang Hongxuan played with the short blade in his hand, and spun out a butterfly-like silver wing. After a long time, he spoke slowly, with no emotion in his voice: "It's not your fault."

There is no proof of death, just based on the yell just now, the identity of the assassin can be concluded.

Thinking of this, the displeasure in Fang Hongxuan's eyes deepened.Today's probing was fruitless, and how likely Chi Heting was to rebel again, even he himself could not make a further conclusion.

He frowned, looked in the direction of Eagle Field, clicked a black witch at random, and said, "Go to Eagle Field and ask if there is any new news from Tianshu Hall. Send one piece to the bedroom."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Fang Hongxuan dropped the dagger, straightened his slightly wrinkled robe, and left leisurely with the rest of the black witches.

Chi Heting heaved a sigh of relief, and lost the intention of acting, walked quickly to the corner of the verandah, opened the secret letter and read it at a glance, slowly frowned, and whispered: "Same fate Gu?"

Fang Hongxuan went back to the bedroom and just walked around the screen, feeling something was wrong.Although the furnishings in the house have not changed, there is something strange about it.He slowly shifted his gaze to the inner room, walked to the side of the snow mountain mural, stroked the position of the cedar forest with his fingertips, rubbed it twice, and asked suspiciously: "Has anyone been here?"

After a little thought, he opened the secret passage and walked in.

Half an hour later, Fang Hongxuan went and came back, his clothes were slightly damaged, but he was not too embarrassed.

With his back facing the gradually closing murals, he suddenly laughed lowly, out of breath, mixed with disgust and madness, and laughed loudly in the empty and deserted bedroom.

In the end, he covered his face and leaned against the wall, muttering in his mouth like a curse: "What an unfamiliar dog, I gave you so many opportunities... Even if I have no memory, I will not hesitate to disobey my seat for this person." .Ridiculous! How ridiculous! Hahahaha... But moths jump into the flames and kill themselves! In this case, Heting, don't blame me..."

He gradually stopped laughing, broke away from that crazy state, took off his torn coat, leaned on the soft bed, his eyes darkened deeply, making people shudder when they saw it, like a dormant poisonous snake spewing letters .

Not long after, attendants came to report that the dinner was ready, and an adult from the intelligence department was waiting outside the hall.

"Let him in."

"Sovereign, news came from the head of Tianshu Hall that what the suzerain told us has been completed. The young man forgot to pick up the freshly baked refreshments, so he hurried back to Lingde Lake, presumably he believed it."

"Everything is ready, I only owe the east wind." Fang Hongxuan leaned lazily on the soft bed, not seeing that he had just gone crazy, and said calmly, "Tomorrow, the seat will go to Lingde Lake in person. As for Xuanniao, Send some more people over there, be sure to stop him in the Soul Refining Hall and put him under house arrest."

"But once the suzerain leaves, no one in the sect can hold back..."

"Then you just have to tell him," Fang Hongxuan took out something from his bosom and threw it on the ground, "If you want Chidie to live, just obediently wait for me to come back."

The falling objects flashed a stream of light under the candlelight, and then fell into the dim carpet.The shadows fell, swallowing up the outlines.

It was a silver butterfly pendant, with the dark red luster of agate, faintly ominous, just like the fate of its owner.

When Cen Xi heard the news that day, he didn't even want the refreshments he had paid for, and turned around and ran back to Lingde Lake.

When he broke into the study, Jiang Wuzhou was discussing things with Feihong, he was startled, got up and asked: "What's wrong, so flustered?"

"I, I heard... I heard two black witches say..." Doctor Cen was almost out of breath, and after holding it in for a long time, he cried out in a broken voice, "Xuanzong wants to take this opportunity to assassinate the pavilion master! They really don't want it." Face!!!"

"Huh? It's unavoidable." Jiang Wuzhou said calmly, "The movement of finding people that night was too great to hide. Why panic, it's possible that Lingde Lake is where they come and go whenever they want place?"

"But, but they said that the person who came was the number one expert in Xuanzong's dark hall." Cen Xi said in disbelief, "This man... this man has never even heard of it, and there is no portrait, let alone the depth, how to guard against it ? The pavilion master, he was injured, there was nothing, nothing..."

"Zixi," Jiang Wuzhou couldn't help laughing when he saw that Cen Xi was about to cry, and rubbed his soft hair, "Don't listen to the news on the street. Forget it, I will be in Qinglan every night these few days. How about guarding Qing Huan in the courtyard? It's better than you thinking about it alone."

"I also want to guard..."

"No. Be obedient, and I have another task for you."

Another three days.

One day later it will be the beginning of the month, there is no news from Montenegro, and the rumored number one master of the dark hall has never appeared, but the anxiety in Jiang Wuzhou's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

It's midnight tonight.

He was taking a nap at his desk, and he opened his eyes suddenly, the long sword leaning on the table was unsheathed, and he slapped the table, and with the exquisite movement of flying flower swordsmanship, he put the cold blade on the visitor's hand in an instant neck.

The visitor didn't panic at all, and even gently pulled off his face scarf, and said with a smile: "Flying Flower Sword Art. You really didn't die, you are dressed in white and faceless—Jiang Wuzhou."

The moment Jiang Wuzhou saw the man's appearance clearly, the alarm rang loudly, and he was about to retreat hastily, but it was too late, he was blinded by a pack of light white mist thrown head-on, and suddenly felt his throat was on fire, painful Unbearable.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough! You...Fang Hongxuan!!!"