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Feng Yan looked back at Xun Huan, opened his mouth, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a cold voice from outside the door.

"Master, there are assassins in Hefeng Hall!"

As soon as the words were finished, the door opened with a creak, and a gust of fresh wind came in, instantly awakening Feng Yan a lot.Frowning slightly, he brushed away Xun Huan's hand that was pulling his sleeve, and strode towards the door, "How's the situation?"

The right protector quickly reported, "The deputy leader has taken down the assassin. We are afraid that there are accomplices lurking, so we are sending people to search."

"I'll go and have a look. You stay and protect Mr. Xunhuan, be careful yourself." Feng Yan reminded the right protector, and went straight out.

"No." Protector You understood the hint from the leader, and obviously suspected Shang Xunhuan.

Xun Huan stood there in despair, watching Feng Yan leave mercilessly, only felt a throbbing pain in his chest, coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and was on the verge of falling.

"Offended." The right protector quickly stepped forward to support Xun Huan in three or two steps, and touched several big acupuncture points on him to protect the heart vein with internal force.

With one arm around Xun Huan's waist and his palm resting on his chest, this gesture was too intimate.Whether the leader likes it or not, Xun Huan is nominally a member of the leader, and as a foreigner, he shouldn't get too involved.However, at this moment, there was no one in the house to wait by his side, and Xun Huan suddenly fell ill again. If he didn't save him, wouldn't it be his life?

Xun Huan was just barely holding his breath, but now the person who supported him to persevere is gone, and he no longer has the fighting spirit to resist the poison in his body.His eyes were dazed and gloomy, and his whole body was groggy. He gritted his teeth and glanced at the right guardian who was supporting him, and said angrily, "Go..."

After saying two words, another big mouthful of blood spewed out, with a hint of faint blue in the blood.

The poisonous gas hit his heart, and within a moment, Xun Huan was completely unconscious.

The right protector frowned, looking at the current situation, I'm afraid it won't work.He helped the person to sit on the bed, put his hands on his back, and increased the input of internal force.His internal energy is originally cold, and it has the effect of clearing the heart and concentrating the mind.But for some reason, with the transmission of internal force, the body became restless, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean emerged from his forehead.

Some things from my childhood came to my mind unconsciously.At that time, the leader and his wife were still there, and the lady took the young master by the hand, took him and Xiao Ningzi, and often went to the small town at the foot of the mountain.Madam loves to eat candied haws on the street, while the younger ones sneak out to buy wine.

The taste of sake is not at all as light as the name of this wine, but rather spicy and difficult to enter the throat.

But at that time, I was envious of the pride of the adults who drank heavily and ate meat. They insisted on giving you a glass and a bowl, and the three of them drank a jar of wine.Later, when the wife brought people to find them, they were already so drunk that they fell asleep in the grain piles of other people's houses.

After they became Muslims, they were punished by the leader, their training was increased, and they were thrown into the woods to fight wits and courage with the lurking dark hall.They finally persisted for five or six days, and at the end of the day, they encountered three vicious wolves looking for food.

In order to save him, Xiao Ningzi was bitten by a wolf on his leg, and the scar is still there.In the end, the leader personally carried the exhausted young master back. When the wife saw their miserable appearance, she dropped the golden beans on the spot and reprimanded the leader severely.

Suddenly, the screen changed, and Xiao Ningzi's grown-up image appeared in his mind.

In front of his colleagues and subordinates, the serious and serious Zuo Hufa, in private, is like a young naughty boy, often jumping his feet in anger at a word from him, so cute and silly.

Every bit of memory seems to be sweet, and the right protector feels a little hot when he thinks of Xiao Ningzi's triumphant expression.The scene in front of him seemed to be blurred, as if seeing Xiao Ningzi waving at him...

Hefengtang.

By the time the leader rushed over, the stage outside the hall had been torn apart, and several corpses lying under the stage had also been cleaned up, leaving only bloodstains.The congregation who were originally listening to the play had been dismissed, and Zuo Hufa stepped on Huadan's back, and asked in a slightly regretful and indifferent tone, "Tell me, who is the person who will meet you on the mountain? Have a good voice, don't do it for nothing." The person who did it was ruined."

The man playing Huadan was disheveled, kneeling on the ground, with smeared makeup on his face, and blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the left protector, and replied with a sneer: "The only person I know here is Mr. Ji. Mr. What does the slave say?"

Zuo Hufa has indeed heard several plays, and once admired this one quite a lot, but now, there are assassins in their theater troupe...

"I'll give you a chance and you don't want it yourself. Since you don't want to say it, then don't open it again." Zuo Hufa coldly glanced at the ignorant thing, and glanced at the subordinates behind him, "Feed him."

"No." The white-clothed believer motioned for the other two to grab Hua Dan's shoulders and remove his chin. The white-clothed believer pinched his mouth and forced a piece of red-hot carbon into it. The other party swallowed, and then put his chin back.

As soon as Hua Dan, who was struggling violently, was released, she scratched and scratched at her throat. Her whole body convulsed in pain, but she couldn't make a sound.

The leader didn't say a word about Guardian Zuo's actions, just glanced at him, and then went into the hall.

The inside of the Hefeng Hall was much quieter than the outside, and when everyone saw the leader coming in, they immediately knelt down and saluted.

"See Hierarch—"

Feng Yan walked to the front of the stage, saw three bound corpses on the ground, and glanced at the only one that was still alive, "This is it?"

"Reporting to the leader, the assassin wanted to assassinate the deputy leader, but was captured on the spot. These three were dead men who committed suicide by taking poison. There is one more, I'm afraid..." The left and right guardians were away, and the elder Yi Mingyun was the first to report the situation, saying When the last one was alive, the Great Elder cast a vague glance at Feng Gui, and hesitated to speak.

"Say!" Feng Yan said impatiently.

"This person is probably an old acquaintance of the Vice-Cult Leader." The First Elder just said the words, and glanced at Feng Gui apologetically, as if he said it out of necessity, and did not mean to trap the Vice-Church Leader injustice.

This set of expressions was pretty good, but Feng Yan didn't bother to pay attention to it, and walked up to the assassin who was tied into a rice dumpling and had a cloth stuffed in his mouth to prevent himself from biting his tongue.Glancing at his face painted with a sycophant's face, he kicked people off the stage as if he were kicking trash, then walked to Feng Gui's side, took his hand, looked at him carefully, and asked gently, "Did you get hurt?" ?”

"The leader is worrying too much. With his three-legged cat skills, how could he hurt me." Feng Gui glanced disdainfully at the assassin who was wide-eyed with anger at his words, and the corners of his mouth curled coldly. .

"Have you found out where the assassin came from?"

"I'm an old acquaintance." Feng Gui said, picked up a jug of wine from the table, walked down the stage, poured it on the assassin's face.

The makeup painted on the assassin's face was washed away little by little, revealing an unexpected face...