At the same time that Sister Xiu'er spoke out of anger, a large cloud and mist appeared out of thin air, and when the clouds and mist dissipated, how could she still see the woman's shadow.

"So, this is bullying me for not having good legs. ”

This little bit of fog, how can it cover Tang Luo's eyes, but the other party drifted away and disappeared, and he couldn't catch up.

Besides, even if he catches up, what's the use, the problems that the other party is encountering now are not at all something that two people can solve together.

All we can do now is wait.

......

In the spiritual passage

The middle-aged man who was taking care of the immortal clouds heard the movement, but he didn't have a good face.

As the blade of Yun Zu, Xianyun has a pivotal position in the Yun Clan.

Many clansmen believed that there was even the inheritance of Yun Zu hidden in it, and now this artifact was half broken.

Even if it's because of meeting the Demon Lord, such a mistake can't be forgiven, let alone trying to make up for the mistake of losing the artifact with a Shura Divine Heart.

Even if Yun Xiu is the eldest daughter of the Yun family, she must be punished accordingly in order to serve the public.

Leaving one night for her is already the greatest tolerance as an elder.

Sister Xiu'er walked behind the middle-aged man and stood still, her expression was as blank as a straw man on a ridge, and her numb expression was like a walking corpse.

Perhaps she herself understands how much of a sin it is in the clan to lose the immortal cloud spirit, even if it is the strength of the eldest prince, she cannot be unscathed.

The elders had long wanted to convince the Yun clan to contribute to the family in another way, but now that there was such a big mistake, how could they not make a big fuss about it!

The middle-aged man turned around, looked at his niece's numb expression, sighed and asked, "Everything is done?"

Sister Xiu'er nodded.

"Since it's done, let's follow me into the Xiang clan's inner mansion. The middle-aged man instructed softly: "Duan Longen, the young palace master of the Evil King Palace, has secretly entered the city for more than a month, the Evil King Palace and the Xiang clan must be plotting something, and the Blood Building must have first-hand information to have a way to deal with it as soon as possible!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a lifelike portrait, pointed to the portraits above and explained one by one: "This is Duan Dragon City, the young palace master of the Evil King Palace, the fierce realm cultivation, the double cultivation of the spirit body, the retreat technique to the transformation realm, and the ranking powerhouse of the heroes of the Martial Saint Mountain, the top Taoist of the previous generation of Longzhou." ”

"This is his eldest son, Duan Longshu, the fifth place in the 20th Youth Martial Arts Conference, don't underestimate this ranking, the few people in front of him are all the world's pride, and they have reached the existence of the fierce realm before the age of thirty, unlike his father, he walks the secret book of the Evil King's Palace, the path of life and death, the spirit method is treacherous and ruthless, and the combat power is extremely strong, even Xiang Loulan is weaker than him. ”

"The rest are all the maids in Xiang's house, this is the chief manager Xiang Xing, the maidservant chief sister Juan, as well as spring flowers, Xia Lan, autumn bamboo, winter plum, lotus fragrance, snow willow, floating flotsy... Cook... Little guy..."

As a professional intelligence officer, Yunxiu has fully understood that this is a preparation to infiltrate the Xiang Mansion and spy on intelligence.

And this time, the target was the content of the conspiracy between the Evil King's Palace and the Chaochang Xiang clan, and the professionally trained woman only listened to it once, and remembered all the names and appearances of all the people.

And with the middle-aged man from the spiritual passage to the inner city, he encountered a small trouble at the junction of the middle city and the upper city.

The formation arranged on Chinese New Year's Eve was still running at this time, the formation pestle was nailed to the ground, and the light curtain of the formation blocked the way forward for the two, although there were immortal clouds that could peel off the opening.

But there is only one artifact glove now, which also means that once the two of them want to retreat, they must do so at the same time, otherwise the other person who does not have a glove with him wants to leave through the spiritual passage, and he will inevitably alarm the formation.

The middle-aged man tore a large hole from the light curtain of the formation with immortal clouds and a large hole for the two of them to pass, and after walking to the bottom of the Xiang family's inner mansion, Sister Chao Xiu'er earnestly instructed: "The information on the conspiracy of the Evil King's Palace will be handed over to you, be careful in everything, don't let people see the clues." ”

Nodding to her uncle, Sister Xiu'er cast another spirit seal, and from the spiritual passage, she entered the water supply and drainage system that ran through the entire Chaochang underground.

As a secret agent who stayed in Chaochang in the Blood Building, although Sister Xiu'er has not built a qualified intelligence force over the years, she has found out the underground water system in Shangcheng.

This is also the reason why a ghost assassin can make the Chaochang Hao clan so frightened, because no matter how careful the formation is, you can always be easily stolen by this guy.

Dive out of the pond along the water, Sister Xiu'er, who was through the thin ice, looked at the cold winter weather, and the maids walked to the nobles' rooms with charcoal basins.

It is said that it is a nobleman, but it is just some playthings kept in the house, called a lady, and a female slave, but the maid also has a food chain.

How humble these women are in front of their masters, how arrogant they are in front of their subordinates, so even if their hands are burned by the charcoal basin, the maidservants will not bite a word, but they are afraid of freezing the nobles on the warm kang in the room.

And this is the best time for the fake body, Sister Xiu'er saw an opportunity, so she broke the ice on the edge of the pond, knocked the maid who came out of the charcoal pot first, dragged her into the grass, changed into the other party's clothes, steamed her wet clothes, wrapped the poor maid tightly, and quietly sent it into the spiritual passage.

The maid's name is Chunhua, Sister Xiu'er has seen it in the photo album, and what she has to do now is to quietly go back to the maid's room, and then wait for another meeting between the Evil King Palace and the head of the Xiang family.

......

Xiangfu Guest Room

Duan Longcheng looked at the eldest son who was standing in front of him, and reprimanded him unhappily: "The warrior stands between heaven and earth, when Mount Tai collapses in front of him and the color remains unchanged, and the elk is on the left and his eyes are not instantaneous, then he can control the interests and harm, and he can treat the enemy." After only two days of thinking, how can such an anxious mentality be of great use!?"

"Dad, the third uncle's whereabouts are unknown now, he must have been captured by the Longxi Alliance, we don't go to the Longxi Alliance to ask for people, why do we want to come to the Xiang family and Xiang An Gexu and the snake, that person is an old fox, he dragged us for two days, but he didn't say anything, it was clear that he didn't put our evil palace in his eyes!"

Glancing at his angry son, Duan Longcheng said lightly: "Asking for people from the Longxi Alliance, isn't it just to admit that the madman who pretended to be Gou Chen and ran rampant in Longzhou was instigated by the Evil King Palace.

"Then you can't ignore the third uncle, right?" Duan Longshu thought for a while and gritted his teeth and said, "Even if it is exposed, it is better than watching the third uncle die." ”

Duan Longcheng glanced at the child with a smile: "Do you know that you are afraid now?"

"Father.. Father, what are you talking about? ”

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