The night was as cold as water, and the people who were on guard outside gradually walked away, and the bench and the mountain eagle sat at the table in black night clothes, looking at the candlelight with a solemn face. The second watch has passed, and as long as they wait another hour, they can set off.

The bench always felt a little uneasy, and said, "Don't wait for the third watch, we'll go out in half an hour." ”

Shanying nodded, "Okay, that's it." ”

The two sat for a while, and when they heard someone knocking on the door, they were startled, and the bench asked in a deep voice, "Who?" ”

"It's me." The outer door was Ning An's voice.

The two people in the room were relieved, and Shanying got up and opened the door, "Brother An, why are you here so late?" ”

Ning An looked at the two of them, "Dressed like this, why are you going?" ”

Bench, "It's not been peaceful lately, and I and Shanying are thinking about going out for a walk at night, maybe we can meet a foot of red." ”

Mountain Eagle, "yes, yes, we're getting ready to go out for a walk. ”

Ning An, "What about Qingyang?" ”

Bench, "I'm asleep next door." ”

Ning An, "Go and call her over." ”

The bench and Shanying glanced at each other and said, "Brother An, people are sleeping well, don't disturb it." ”

"Go call, I have something to ask her." Ning An didn't know what was going on, her heart was very messy tonight, she always felt that something bad was going to happen, she couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, so she simply came over to see, what the hell is Murong Qingyang going to do?

Seeing that they didn't move, Ning Anhu became suspicious, "Qing Yang is not next door?" ”

The bench knew that he was suspicious, and he couldn't hide it, so he had to tell the truth, "Qingyang is not next door, she rented a small room in the west of the city and lives there." ”

Ning An immediately understood what was going on, and her face sank, "She hasn't given up yet?" Want to use yourself as bait to lure a foot red into the bait? ”

The bench nodded.

"Nonsense!" Ning An didn't have time to settle accounts with them for the time being, and shouted, "Take me quickly." ”

Shanying, "Qingyang is afraid of startling the snake, so let's go back in the middle of the night." ”

Ning An's eyes widened, he immediately didn't dare to speak, and walked out of the house quickly.

In the dark night, there was no one outside, occasionally the croaking of frogs broke the silence of the night, and under the faint moonlight, three figures quickly swept towards the west of the city.

The alleys to the west of the city were narrow, and the low houses were here and there, and although the place seemed disorganized, the benches and mountain eagles quickly recognized the rented house in which Murong Qingyang lived.

"That's it," the bench whispered to Ning An.

Ning An squinted his eyes, there was a small window facing out of the house, and it was dark inside, if he was waiting for the rabbit, Murong Qingyang should not have slept......

He approached slowly, and suddenly frowned, there was a very faint fragrance in the air, he was no stranger to that fragrance, it was a misty fragrance, his heart sank, he made a gesture, jumped up, and kicked the door open.

There was immediately movement in the house, and there was a vague shadow running towards the door, but he didn't care, there were benches and eagles outside, and even a fly couldn't fly out, let alone a person.

He took out the flint from his arms and lit the candle on the table, swept his eyes, and saw the bed against the wall, the account hanging in a mess, obviously someone ran out of it just now, he ran over with an arrow step, opened the account, and saw Murong Qingyang lying on the bed, his middle coat was open, revealing a bright belly pocket, Ning An's brain buzzed, suspecting that he had seen it wrong, and blinked his eyes vigorously to look again, Morong Qingyang was still lying there, in the dim light, she looked very weak, Ning An had never seen such a Murong Qingyang, and felt very strange, He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her put on her clothes, and gently covered it with the quilt, and when he was done with all this, he found that his hands were shaking badly, and his heart was beating violently, and he couldn't slow down.

There was a sound of fighting outside, but it soon stopped, he shook his hand to pull out the wick a little, took out a pill from his arms, poured a glass of water for Mo Rong Qingyang to swallow, and then sat down, he knew that a foot of red did not succeed, but he was still afraid, it was the general feeling of heartburn and lungs, and the sky had fallen.

The door opened, the bench pushed someone in, and the mountain eagle kicked the person to the ground, "Brother An, it's caught." ”

Ning An waved his hand, and the account next to the bed fell. He walked over and grabbed the person, and the split head was a punch, hitting him in the face, the person's face was immediately broken, and the corners of his mouth were stained with bright red blood, begging, "Spare your life, the hero spare your life......"

Ning An turned a deaf ear, punch after punch, and hit hard.

The bench and the mountain eagle gradually realized that something was wrong, and stepped forward to dissuade them, "Brother An, if you fight again, you will die!" ”

Ning An gasped, his fierce eyes seemed to be about to eat people, and a terrifying murderous aura burst out from his body. The bench and the mountain eagle had never seen him like this, and they were a little frightened for a while, but they didn't dare to stop him anymore, and let him punch and punch the man, who at first screamed for mercy, and then gradually fell silent, like a soft sack, and every punch made a dull sound.

At this time, Murong Qingyang on the bed slowly opened his eyes, heard the sound of the blow, hurriedly got out of the account, and shouted loudly, "Ning An, don't fight, you will beat him to death, Bench Mountain Eagle, you quickly pull him ......" She said as she ran over to pull Ning An with her shoes on.

Ning An was like a violent beast, with a flick of his hand, Murong Qingyang was thrown to the ground by him, the bench exclaimed, and hurriedly went to help, "Qingyang, how are you?" ”

Ning An turned his head to take a look, his movements slowed down, and Shan Ying took the opportunity to drag him, "Brother An, you're tired, sit down and drink a glass of water to rest for a while." ”

Murong Qingyang got up and rubbed her aching buttocks, "Ning An, what's the matter with you......" Before she finished speaking, she saw the bench glaring at her, she was stunned for a moment, guessing why Ning An was angry, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ning An, don't be angry, I know you don't agree with my plan, but isn't this a foot red?" ”

She bent down to look at the silent man on the ground, who was lying in a strange position, she felt that something was wrong, reached out and probed her nose, and gasped in shock, "Ah, he's dead!" ”

The bench came over and took a closer look, and told Ning An, "Brother An, Yiqihong is out of gas." ”

Ning An was silent for a moment, stood up, and said coldly: "Who said that he was a foot red?" ”

Murong Qingyang, "It's not a foot red, why is he here?" ”

Ning An's gaze slanted, fell on her face, and she didn't speak, just looked at her quietly for a while, "Huang Qingyang, you almost killed everyone!" After saying that, he left without looking back.

Shanying didn't understand and asked the bench, "What do you mean by Brother An?" ”

The bench shook his head, he didn't know either.

But Murong Qingyang knew that she had fallen into the incense, and if Ning An came one step late, she would be poisoned by a foot of red, and the eldest princess of Dongyue was raped and killed under his care, and her imperial brother would let the entire Phantom Mirror Gate accompany her to the funeral.