Empress, your husband is invincible

Ye Cheng walked slowly to the side of the two of them.

Old Yan and the middle-aged man knelt on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.

Suddenly, a white palm was stretched out in front of the middle-aged man.

Looking up, the middle-aged man saw Ye Cheng's face.

Ye Cheng's face was calm, but in his eyes, it was as if an iceberg was floating up and down, which made his heart palpitate.

The cold temperament on his body, in front of Ye Cheng, is like ants...

Ye Cheng didn't speak, just looked at him quietly with his hands spread out.

"Sir?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a long time before hesitating to make a sound.

"Idiot! Still haven't given the antidote to Shangguan?"

After all, Mr. Yan was witty, and quickly bumped him with his shoulder.

"..."

The cold sweat dripped down the middle-aged man's forehead in an instant, and the arms supporting the ground trembled uncontrollably.

Lowering his head, drops of cold sweat fell on the ground, breaking into countless water droplets.

"How not?"

Seeing his frightened appearance, Ye Cheng frowned instantly.

After struggling to move his Adam's apple, the middle-aged man nodded with the last bit of strength in his body.

"..."

Ye Cheng was silent for a moment, then got up suddenly.

Right now, his body was filled with cold air, like a peerless sword that never came out of the world.

When a sword is born, the best sacrifice is blood!

Elder Yan immediately propped himself up on his knees and moved aside.

"Crack!"

Ye Cheng swung the knife with one blow, and the middle-aged man collapsed limply on the ground.

Seeing this scene out of the corner of his eye, his eyelids trembled slightly as he walked around Yiyan's old city mansion.

Useless or kill?

Doesn't this man know how to keep his mouth alive for future interrogation by the court?
Just as Ye Cheng turned to him, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the courtyard gate.

……

Just as Song Neng asked his servants to bring the unconscious Zhuang Shuanglin into the side room, he suddenly felt uneasy.

Wandering around the main hall for a few times, seeing that Ye Cheng, who was not only "walking", didn't come back, even the servants sent to the guest room didn't come back, the uneasiness in his heart gradually reached a peak.

Seeing that the servants and servants of the mansion who were mixed with the guards of the three major families had already begun to drag the Feng Yuwei who had fainted in various parts of the Guancheng into the mansion.

After all, Song Neng couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the lantern from a servant, and walked towards the guest room alone.

Just when he walked to the courtyard of the guest room, Song Neng suddenly felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

The idea of ​​escaping had just emerged in his heart, but he couldn't stop half of his leg and stepped into the courtyard.

The first thing that caught his eyes was the figure of a reclining strong man, whose life or death was unknown...

Turning his head in a daze, he happened to see Ye Cheng standing with his back to him, an acquaintance kneeling beside Ye Cheng, and a middle-aged man lying down...

This, the plan was brought to light?
But this man also ate those meals, why is he all right?
Not only is it okay, but can you also surrender the members of the three major families who are unattainable in your eyes?
With a tremor in his heart, Song Neng's body trembled.

And watching Ye Cheng start to turn his head when he noticed the movement, Song Neng felt that his body was so weak that he couldn't exert any strength.

As soon as the soles of his feet softened, Song Neng fell to the ground and rolled towards Ye Cheng like a ball...

Ye Cheng only felt the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, and just turned his head, just in time to see Song Neng, who was as fat as a ball, rolling towards this side from the courtyard gate...

?

I just wanted to find this guy, but this guy really "rolled" over here?

Is this what you want?

Looking at Song Neng with a little surprise, whose hands and feet were limp and unable to get up from the ground after several efforts, Ye Cheng showed a strange expression.

"master!"

While he was in a daze, Ye Cheng was suddenly startled by an exclamation from the loyal servant in green shirt.

Turning his head, he saw the servant in the green shirt who was still like a puddle of mud just now staggering towards Song Neng, struggling to pull his arm out of the yard.

While pulling, he shouted at the same time:

"Master! This murderous devil knows about you and the masters, run away!"

Was it because he was afraid that he would not die fast enough?

Song Neng's face, which was already pale without a trace of blood, instantly turned gray. He stared at his "loyal servant" with difficulty, and looked at Ye Cheng resignedly.

Exhausting his last ounce of strength to break away from the servant, Song Neng struggled to climb towards Ye Cheng:
"My lord, they forced me, really! People from this family forced me to do these things, I was forced..."

Ye Cheng twitched his feet calmly, just avoiding Song Neng's arms, and bent down to pick up the extinguished lantern on the ground.

"You dog official! My lord, how dare you fabricate this out of thin air?"

Old Yan was obviously taken aback by Song Neng's words. After stealing a glance at Ye Cheng, he pointed at his nose and started cursing.

Ye Cheng glanced at the two of them coldly.

"It's useful to fight for these things? If I knew today, why should I be a dog to Bei Mo?"

He hated traitors the most in his last life, and now he has no liking for these dog-eat-dog guys.

Just as he was about to find a rope to hide these people, Ye Cheng suddenly remembered something, and turned to Song Neng:
"How is Zhuang Shuanglin doing now?"

Song Neng was arguing with Elder Yan, and when he heard Ye Sheng questioning him, his momentum suddenly dimmed, he shrank his neck and said:

"This...General Zhuang is in the side room of the main hall right now. Apart from fainting, there is nothing serious..."

Turning his head to look at the servant in green shirt kneeling behind him, Ye Cheng frowned slightly, and said to them:
"Be patient, don't make a sound, it doesn't hurt."

"?"

"?"

Before Song Neng and Yan Lao could react, they saw the shadow of Ye Cheng's palm suddenly enlarged in front of their eyes.

"Crack, click..."

After two crisp sounds came from the necks of the three of them, the three of them immediately collapsed to the ground.

Throwing the fainted Song Neng, Yan Lao, and the servants in green shirts into the guest room, Ye Cheng turned his head and walked out of the courtyard.

It was almost three quarters of the hour, and the time until the spider hook arrived at Fengjian Pass was running out.

But now, Zhuang Shuanglin and the Feng Yuwei who entered the pass should have lost all their combat power.

Walking towards the main hall with his head down, Ye Cheng couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

What is this called?

Why did I, a temporary worker who was recruited, suddenly become the main force for catching spider hooks?
Can you still fish happily as planned?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Ye Cheng couldn't help throwing fire at the system in his mind:

"System, get out of here!"

"Boss, what's wrong?"

The system really responded like an obedient bug.

"Give me an explanation, why is it that the dissipating energy is useless to me?"

Ye Cheng was really curious and angry about this question.

Why is it that Zhuang Shuanglin, who is a martial artist, can be recruited, and he has to do hard work because of a blessing in disguise?