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The quiet night was filled with a touch of bloodthirsty murderous intent, and the servant who fell to the ground had his eyes wide open, and he couldn't understand why such a thing happened in Fufu, the first martial arts cultivator family in Jizhou, before he died. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He squirmed his hands before he completely cut off his breath, trying to grab the arrow that ran through, his hand stretched out into the air, but it hung down weakly, and the dead gray eyes slowly lost their luster.

Ling Tianyun's heart was shocked, he jumped up from the table, and came behind Zhao Kuangyin with an arrow step, the cold wind blew, causing the smell of wine all over his body to spread, and his heart was even colder, and his brain immediately became clear. The arrow just now must have been shot at Zhao Kuangyin, but the innocent servant of the Fu family became a substitute for the dead.

Ling Tianyun reacted the fastest to this sudden change, he stood behind Zhao Kuangyin, protecting him to death, his eyes looking ahead vigilantly. ===Full-time mage/book/9677/===.

There was nothing but a silent garden rockery ahead, and the archer was probably hiding in the small garden, and he couldn't see where he was hiding. His eyes were fixed on the front like a leopard's pupils, but when the arrow was fired, it fell silent again, as if the arrow had never appeared.

An arrow kills, but there is no sound, only the muffled sound of the arrow piercing the throat, and the servant has not even had time to scream, the arrow has already passed through his throat.

Ling Tianyun didn't dare to relax in any way, his eyes swelled, and he stared ahead without blinking.

There was nothing to be heard in front of me except the sound of the wind, and the abrupt mottled afterimage rustled like a ferocious beast, and the wind rustled the leaves. There was a rockery in the garden, and there was nothing to be seen in the dry pond except for the deep blackness.

This is the central location of Fu Province, surrounded by two or three storey houses on all sides. In order to entertain Zhao Kuangyin and his party, the Fu family specially welcomed them to this garden, and their location was in the center of this garden. They were in an elegant pavilion in the center of the garden, with jade paved ground steps, carved jade pavilion pillars, and an elegant pavilion.

In order to entertain them, Fu Xiao did not send too many people to guard here, even the guards in the garden were withdrawn, leaving only the faithful servant who was already dead. The surrounding gardens surrounded them like fierce beasts, and the Fu family sent a large number of elites out to search for the people who injured the warriors of the Fu family, but the Fu family left a few dozen people to guard the Fu family.

And these, Ling Tianyun obviously didn't know, the killer hiding in the shadows was obviously coming for Zhao Kuangyin, his nominal brother, there were too many secrets on him, but he didn't know anything, why someone would assassinate him secretly wherever he went. This made him very confused, but he never asked Zhao Kuangyin about it.

Feeling the strange aura around him, Ling Tianyun didn't dare to relax in the slightest, he didn't understand why the father and son of the Nafu family were the hosts at this time, but they were also so drunk. Could it really be that the father and son of the Fu family put on a feast, and gently glanced at the father and son of the Fu family, looking at their situation, it was not fake drunk. The two didn't notice the change in the slightest, and they still trembled and held the wine glass in both hands and forced to drink. What puzzled Ling Tianyun the most was that the son of the Fu family, Fu Yushu, was a mortal, but he was not a martial cultivator, this person was not afraid of the biting cold wind blowing wildly, if it was a mortal body, in this freezing and biting night, it was blown by the cold wind, and the strongest man couldn't stand it, not to mention that he was still a weak scholar-like son of the Fu family.

After a few moments, there was still no movement, and the assassin hiding in the shadows did not make any more movements, and everything was silent and deep again. Ling Tian stood behind Zhao Kuangyin, he felt that the energetic aura in his righteous brother's body was a little disturbed, he must be drunk. Why is he not drunk at all, he is very puzzled, is it the effect of the Mahayana true qi in his body, at this time, he found that his body is covered with the smell of wine, and it is all the wine that was forcibly forced out of the body by the Mahayana true qi.

The people in the dark seemed to be very forbearing, but Ling Tianyun was also very forbearing, when he was a scout in the White Water City army, he had learned how to immerse himself and maximize his forbearance.

With the sound of "horn", a crisp sound came into Ling Tianyun's ears, and when he looked back, he found that the trembling hand of Fu Yushu, the son of the Fu family, touched a wine glass and slammed the wine glass on the ground. It was an incomparably exquisite glass wine glass, and it was knocked to the ground by the jade book.

"You stinky boy, why are you so careless, this wine glass was retrieved by my father from the distant Western Regions, there are five in total, and you beat one, only four. Alas, it really hurts to death. Seeing this, the misty eyes of the master of the Fu family, Fu Xiao, couldn't help but show a reproachful expression on his face, he bit his big tongue and said intermittently. However, they didn't see the fallen servant in front of Ling Tianyun.

"Bao, Bao, come and clean up here, bring a few more pots of wine, we haven't drunk enough, master." The drunken Fu Xiao shouted. But finding that there was no response, he couldn't help but stand up and shouted again, but no one answered him.

Several times he screamed, but no one answered, and a hint of anger appeared on his red face. He walked out of his seat and said to Zhao Kuangyin: "Brother Xian, don't blame, the servants in the house are used to it. ”

"Brother Fu is polite, it's okay." Zhao Kuangyin also said in a daze, and when he saw Fu Yu coming over, he couldn't help but stand up and waved his hand at the other party. Both of them were drunk and smoky, and they didn't notice that there was a dead Po lying behind them.

"Isn't it just a glass cup, is it worth all the fuss? Is it worth paying back your son's life, really? And Fu Yushu, the son of the Fu family who was sitting on the side, muttered vaguely. He ignored his father's reproachful gaze.

"Let the virtuous brother laugh, the dog is like this, he doesn't give his brother a little face in front of the guests, but he only has such a son, alas, it is difficult to be a parent." His body shook and shook, Fu Yu patted Zhao Kuangyin's shoulder, and all that came out of his mouth was the smell of wine.

"Haha, Brother Fu Tiger has no dogs, presumably he can make a difference in other aspects without practicing martial arts." Zhao Kuangyin snorted, but he didn't know whether he was really drunk or fake. But a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't even see Ling Tianyun, but he didn't notice the drunken Fu Xiao.

Ling Tianyun was vigilant around to prevent those assassins who were hiding in the shadows from killing the killer again, but he didn't find anything, not a trace at all, which made him very annoyed. The improvement of his martial arts cultivation realm has made his perception of the surroundings clearer, but today he is like a blind man, and he doesn't seem to have found anything in this garden. I don't know if the secret assassin withdrew, or if the secret assassin was extremely clever in his concealment methods, and he found nothing.

Ling Tianyun shifted his body, and while carefully examining the surroundings, he secretly condensed his straight qi, and his whole body was covered with Mahayana true qi on guard.

After patting Zhao Kuangyin's shoulders, Fu Xiao was about to move back to his seat, but unexpectedly stumbled under his feet and fell down suddenly. And the place where he fell was the place where the dead servant Po was lying, and his body fell on the body of Po at once.

Seeing this, Ling Tianyun was even more shocked in his heart, if the assassin wanted to speak again at this time, Zhao Kuangyin would definitely be exposed to the range of the assassin's bow and arrow in the dark. As soon as his figure moved, he quickly stood behind Zhao Kuangyin and protected him. However, what he feared did not happen, and everything was still so calm and silent. The Assassins who were hiding in the shadows made no move. Could it be that those assassins have retreated, a trace of doubt rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but think to himself.

"Bao" shouted out from Fu Xiao's mouth with an exclamation, and the drunk Fu Xiao didn't seem to notice the abnormality of his servant. When he looked at the dead corpse again, his eyes couldn't help but show a look of horror, and his face immediately changed, as if the smoky drunkenness had faded a little.

"Someone, there's an assassin." Fu Xiao's body was as agile as a leopard, and he immediately bounced off the corpse, and he stood up and roared, and the roar of rage broke the silent night sky. And his flushed face was filled with a layer of cold coldness. It is worthy of being the first family in Jizhou, and the momentum is not comparable to ordinary people.

As soon as Fu Xiao's words fell, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and then several samurai with exquisite eyes rushed over from the garden. They came violently, surrounding Ling Tianyun, with an unkind look in their eyes, and in their hands was the saber that glowed with cold light. The sabers in their hands pointed at Ling Tianyun from afar, but they didn't step forward, waiting for the family master's order.

"Bastard, the assassin is in this garden, hurry up and find it, what's going on around Ling Gong." When Fu Xiao saw it, his face was suddenly full of anger, and he pointed at the group of rushing warriors and shouted. Then he walked up to Ling Tianyun and said apologetically: "Don't be surprised that Ling Gongzi is not long-sighted, and they regard Ling Gongzi as an assassin. ”

"Hahaha, it's okay, my righteous brother hasn't seen any big scenes." Zhao Kuangyin's wine didn't seem to have woken up yet, and he walked towards Fu Yu with a strong smell of wine in his mouth, and muttered. And a sharp light flashed in his eyes, falling in Ling Tianyun's eyes, and suddenly, Ling Tianyun understood everything, his righteous brother was pretending to be drunk, but he didn't expect to pretend to be so like, almost deceived him.

But is all this a conspiracy of the Fu Mansion, who is the assassin in the secret, is it the father and son of the Fu family in front of him, Ling Tianyun's heart quickly pondered. A roaring and thunderous snoring broke his mind, but it was Ma Chenghui, who was lying on the table and sleeping soundly, he let out bursts of snoring, as if he was having some wonderful dreams.