In the back garden, there is peace, although the third grandfather has comprehended the ultimate martial arts, but it is not easy to master it thoroughly.

And this immovable Xingyi Fist, which has no moves to win and moves, is the first weapon of defense, but there is some more than enough to attack.

But I have to say that after comprehending Xingyi Fist, Ye Chen has a deeper understanding of martial arts, even if he was familiar with kung fu before, now it is no longer the same when he wields it, and his power has increased greatly.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and according to Ye Chen's instructions, except for sending some food every day, no one bothered him.

For three days, every day either wave your body, or take a look at Shangwu's collection of books, the whole two study rooms, there are enough tens of thousands of books are absolutely like treasures, this is the Shang family over the years, many of them are traditional handwriting, looking at the Ye dust of one book after another, you can feel the vicissitudes of history.

On the phone, he also reported his safety to Tang Luotong and Tang Zhirou, and told the two girls that they were temporarily living in the Shang family, which could be regarded as avoiding trouble.

Tang Zhirou's feet have recovered, and now she is on the front line again, as for Tang Luotong, she is busy with the company's affairs and can't be separated.

Everyone has their own things to do, Ye Chen is also self-satisfied, now it seems that life is as plain as water, but for Ye Chen, it is very enjoyable, after all, this period of time has been uneven and wave after wave, and the rare ease allows him to enjoy life comfortably.

The sky darkened again, hung up Zhang Ke's phone, the yoga room was ready, and Liu Mengfan would also be there when it opened tomorrow.

I have to say that Liu Mengfan is quite interesting, this time it can be regarded as solving the knot in Ye Chen's heart, and he can be regarded as worthy of the promise of his dead brother to take care of Zhang Ke's food and clothing.

Tomorrow's opening, of course, Ye Chen is inconvenient to be there, after all, although it is a closed-door martial arts meeting, there is also a lot of news, fortunately, the door of Tianyi Hall has been closed recently, and the four of Lei Ming have helped Zhang Ke and Zhang Luo, so as not to cause a bigger turmoil.

Tomorrow night's celebration banquet, Ye Chen naturally wants to participate, in the past three days, with the medicine and wine provided by Shangwu, most of the internal injuries have indeed been healed.

Although there is still a little suffocation in the chest, it has been reduced a lot, and I believe that after a while, it will be cured.

When night fell, Ye Chen sat on the bed, at this time, a bright moon illuminated the earth, and Ye Chen, who had been reading for a while, slowly closed his eyes.

The backyard was quiet, but as several figures jumped off the high wall, they quickly approached the attic in the middle.

Hidden among the trees all the way, their faces could not be seen clearly, and the four people who moved extremely fast came to the outside of the attic in a short time.

The black gauze masked, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and they looked at each other for a while, and lay on the edge of the window in tacit understanding.

Looking through the transparent glass, they quickly found the location of the bedroom.

Because of all the ancient buildings, there is no cover, and Ye Chen's bed is facing the window.

Lying on the bed, he was covered with a quilt, lying face inside and sleeping, and after finally finding the target, the four of them reached out and took out a small thing from their waists, and gently drilled it into the glass, silently drilling a small hole the thickness of a finger.

Then, they took out a black tube of more than 30 centimeters, inserted it into the hole that had just been drilled, and then took out a thin finger-length needle.

This thin needle is slightly thicker than the usual sewing clothes, and the middle is indeed hollowed out, storing a huge poison.

At the end, a lot of red yarn is tied, and when it is stuffed into the tube, the yarn at the back blocks the whole tube.

This is the blow arrow, a weapon that exists in many places, don't look inconspicuous, but it is an assassination weapon, and I don't know how many people have died under this weapon since ancient times, killing people invisibly.

After loading the blow arrow, he aimed the pipe at Ye Chen, who was facing away from the window, and the four of them took a deep breath and blocked the pipe.

"Poof!"

As the four of them blew out the blow arrows at the same time, four poisonous needles with red tails immediately flew out, and stabbed into Ye Chen's back silently within ten meters, but Ye Chen, who was lying there, didn't even move.

The poisonous needle that has been smeared with great poison can kill people invisibly, don't underestimate the thin needle, the medicine applied on it is enough to kill an adult elephant in seconds.

Retracting the blow arrows, the masked four men immediately touched the door on the left, came to the wooden door, took out their daggers, and flicked along the crack in the door, and the bolt inside had been picked open.

All the buildings here are antique, especially as inner houses, and there is no need to take precautions.

As soon as the deadbolt was opened, the four of them walked softly into the room, and walked to the bed by the light and shadow of the moonlight.

As long as they are shot, there is no reason to be immortal, and they are coming in now in order to put Ye Chen's head on his neck, so that they can get the money.

But just as they reached out to grab Ye Chen on the bed, suddenly a black shadow ghost envoy stood behind them, silently without even making a sound, and the short blade held in the right hand was even more with a chilling light, blaming them for all their attention focused on the bed.

"Not good!"

When one of them reached out to pull the quilt open, he found that there was still Ye Chen's figure on the bed, but a few pillows were stuffed under the quilt.

But when he turned around and was about to call his companions to evacuate, he found that there was no one left around except for a dark shadow.

A cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, but the Heavenly Thorn in his right hand had already pierced into the other party's throat.

By the time the stinger was plucked out, he had become a corpse, and the only wound on his throat was not spurting blood.

This is the trace of the dragon's bite, a special wound left after being stabbed to death by the Heavenly Evil.

All four people were killed, and Ye Chen still didn't speak, because he knew very well that these four were just minions, and the more powerful people were actually still outside.

Ye Chen, who walked out of the attic, stood at the door, and swept the vegetation in front of him with a pair of cold eyes.

"Come out, let me see what the hell is sacred!"

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, held the Heavenly Thorn in his hand, and said arrogantly to the black dense forest.

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to make all corners of the yard hear it clearly.

"Your life is really worth this price, it looks like I have gained a lot in this business!"

After a long silence, a figure stepped out of the grass.

He is not tall, wearing black casual clothes, and he should be in his seventies, but there is not a single gray hair on his head that is a little messy.

Walking towards Ye Chen step by step, he had a feeling of being shadowless and invisible, Ye Chen couldn't help but exclaim, he was really a master.

(End of chapter)