Report to the owner, madam is crazy again

"Master," Lu Qingyang smiled at Yan Mo and cupped his hands, without any expression on his face.

Yan Mo nodded with a smile, and then waved his hand to kill God Yan Luo, pointing at Igarashi.

"People are already here, you can take them away at any time, you've got what you want, and I've got what I want, let's go!"

Yan Moxiao didn't want to keep the Killing God Yan Luo here at all, because he had already noticed that Yiliu had been watching him for a long time, and he was very upset!

The God of Killing Yan Luo was not polite either, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Igarashi's hands, "Kaka", two clicks, and a very strong-looking shackle was tied to Igarashi's wrist.

Igarashi looked at the shackles on his hands, and then turned his head to look at Yan Moxiao. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he just talked.

"I'd like to thank Master Yan for his kindness these days, and Master Lu for taking care of me. I am very grateful."

Yan Moxiao didn't respond to Igarashi's words. Anyway, apart from asking a few words these days, he was always from Lu Qingyang. Thinking of this, Yan Moxiao turned to look at Lu Qingyang.

Lu Qingyang frowned slightly and looked at the God of Killing Yan Luo, but he didn't say a word in the end.

The Killing God Yan Luo responded indifferently to Lu Qingyang's gaze, and the two men with calm faces and silent faces just looked at each other for a quarter of an hour.

They really looked at each other for a quarter of an hour, and Yiliu even yawned very inconspicuously.

The two people have the same aura, and the smell of killing and blood surrounds them like a whirlpool, forming a huge tornado and colliding. It seems to be a bit of a second disease, but in fact it is not much different.

"Farewell," God of Killing Yan Luo cupped his hands at Yan Mo with a smile, turned around and left with Igarashi.

Lu Qingyang's aura relaxed, and he seemed to be the usual person with zero sense of existence again.

The information on Qingju Hall has been obtained, but Yan Moxiao did not start to act immediately. Since the branch hall was destroyed, there have been many casualties. Although the arrangements have been made properly, the matter of the branch hall still cannot be closed just now.

Songbi City is not a bustling town, but it is the only way to pass through many places. It is very necessary to set up a branch church here. Moreover, the branch church can be said to be the only one in Songbi City, although there are other sect, but they can't shake the branch hall. Now that the branch hall has been destroyed, it's not just one or two people who are waiting to see the good show.

However, other sects also know that the destruction of the branch hall of Shenbing Villa is just a drop in the bucket, and it cannot shake Shenbing Villa by half, but there is such a mentality called gloating.

The guards and subordinates who were seriously injured in the branch hall were already recovering, but the numbers were still insufficient, so Yan Moxiao arranged for other people to dispatch a lot of people here from Shenbing Villa.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for Yan Moxiao to directly recruit guards and disciples from Songbi City. It is not credible that it will take a while, even if it is teaching, it will take a long time.

And during this period of time, many small sects have come to visit. Although their tone is very respectful, they can still see the gloating in their eyes.

Yan Moxiao was too lazy to socialize, so he simply pushed all these matters to Luo Qing. Although Luo Qing is not as good at communicating with people as Tang Qin, he is still a very likable character in Shenbing Villa.

After Luo Qing dismissed several groups of people, he was already exhausted, so Bai Zidu handed him a cup of tea in time to moisten his throat.

"These sects really, do they all like to watch the excitement so much? If they like to watch so much, why don't they go to a big show, come to our place to watch the excitement, they have nothing to do!"

While drinking tea, Luo Qing put his feet up on the table and spread them out on the chair in a very comfortable position.

Bai Zidu didn't speak, he reached out and took out a malt candy and put it into Luo Qing's mouth.

Luo Qing tsk-tsk the candy in his mouth, turned his head to look at Bai Zidu, then read his mouth at Bai Zidu with a very thick skin, and Bai Zidu leaned over and gave him a kiss very wisely.

Only then did Luo Qing happily crush the maltose in his mouth, then swallowed the candy with a grunt.

At this moment, a guard ran in hastily. When Luo Qing saw it, he thought that another sect was coming, so he quickly straightened his sitting posture, and a smile appeared in Bai Zidu's eyes.

"What? Who's here again?" Luo Qing asked.

But the guard shook his head, "Master, protector, a person from Chuanyun Villa came outside, he was seriously injured, he seemed to have escaped, and he said he wanted to see the owner."

"What?" Luo Qing frowned, turned to look at Bai Zidu, but seeing that Bai Zidu didn't seem to respond, he turned to the guard and said.

"Quickly report to the owner, I'll go and have a look."

"Yes," the guards came and left in a hurry, Luo Qing and Bai Zidu went to the door, and they saw a man covered in blood and wearing a mask.

The man was being guarded by guards, but he didn't help.

Bai Zidu stepped forward, leaned over to look at the man and asked, "Who are you?"

The man was already unconscious, but when he saw Bai Zidu, his eyes lit up. He didn't know if it was a flash of light, but he turned over and crawled to Bai Zidu's feet, and grabbed the corner of Bai Zidu's clothes with his hand.

"Master Yan, I want to see Master Yan..."

"I am Bai Zidu, the left protector of Shenbing Mountain Villa. It is the same as what I said. I will tell the owner of the villa," Bai Zidu said, not planning to find Yan Moxiao himself.

The man hesitated for a moment, but his chest felt tight, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on Bai Zidu's white satin shoe, and coughed a few more times.

Luo Qing knew that it might be inappropriate to laugh now, but he still turned his head and shrugged, as if it was very funny.

Bai Zidu was very helpless to Luo Qing's reaction, he frowned and looked at his shoes and the corner of his clothes where a bloody handprint had been caught, although he really wanted to kick this person away, he still held back and said.

"You say so."

The man was in great pain, and seemed to know that he was also dying soon, so he squeezed the corner of Bai Zidu's clothes tightly, took out a letter from his bosom with one hand and handed it to Bai Zidu, speaking intermittently.

"Please... Please also ask Zhuangzhu Yan to help... The elders of Chuanyun Villa rebelled, the Zhuangzhu was arrested... Please Zhuangzhu Yan..."

Before he finished speaking, the man was already dying, and the hand holding Bai Zidu finally let go and fell to the ground.

Bai Zidu reached out to take the letter in his hand, the envelope was stained with blood, but he didn't see the signature, but a blank one.

Yan Moxiao finally came late at this time, but Yi Liu did not follow him.

"Master," Bai Zidu handed over the letter to Yan Moxiao, and then repeated the man's words to Yan Moxiao.

Yan Mo shook his head with a smile and didn't speak, he opened the letter, took out the letter and read it.

The handwriting on the letter was indeed Xue Hongyun, because Xue Hongyun had written a letter to Yan Moxiao before, so Yan Moxiao vaguely remembered Xue Hongyun's handwriting.

This letter should have been written before the incident at Chuanyun Villa, because the handwriting on the letter was not scribbled, it should have been written with plenty of time, and every detail was written very clearly.

If the letter was really written at a dangerous time, the handwriting should be very scribbled because of the rush to write things out, and many details would be ignored, but there are none in this letter.

When Xue Hongyun wrote the letter, she should have already noticed the changes in Chuanyun Villa, otherwise she would not have written such a letter to Yan Moxiao.

In fact, Xue Hongyun's distress letter will be sent to Yan Moxiao. Yan Moxiao can't think of the reason. Xue Hongyun's feelings for him can only be regarded as a small part of the reason. The bigger reason is probably the strangeness of Shenbing Villa. Jianghu status.

Shenbing Villa is not a decent school. Strictly speaking, Shenbing Villa was not established as a Jianghu sect at the beginning, but should be regarded as a master of business.

The business of Shenbing Villa spread all over the rivers and lakes and the imperial court. What's more, Shenbing Villa never rejected anyone who came to do business.

Famous decent sects can buy convenient weapons in Shenbing Villa, crooks can also get what they want in Shenbing Villa, and even the cult Blazing Fire Cult, which is currently in a hostile position, can do business with Shenbing Villa.

This point of neutrality is the same as Chuanyun Villa. Chuanyun Villa is not a decent family, but it is not a heretic, because Shenbing Villa dares to accept any business. As long as it has money, it dares to kill anyone and never loses money. business.

If at this time, Xue Hongyun asks for help from other people, no matter who they are, it is more likely that they will not help, or they will directly threaten the root of Chuanyun Villa.

Xue Hongyun is a woman, but she is not a simple woman, she will not be coquettish and cowardly to ask others, she knows that no matter what the purpose of Chuanyun Villa is, it cannot be destroyed.

Therefore, the distress letter he wrote to Yan Moxiao was only to save her, not to help her regain Chuanyun Villa after saving her. In her heart, even if this Chuanyun Villa fell into the hands of the elder, it would still be Chuanyun Villa. If the villa falls into the hands of others, it will become a piece of fish.

"Master, what should we do?" Luo Qing asked with a frown.

Yan Mo smiled and rolled the letter into a ball in his hand, exerted a little force, and opened his hand again, the ball of paper was already a confetti, Yan Mo smiled and raised his hand, the confetti was blown away by a gust of wind, and could no longer be gathered together whole.

After finishing all this, Yan Mo smiled and looked at Luo Qing. Luo Qing's question made him frown slightly, his fingers subconsciously tapped on the folding fan in the other hand, and finally said a word.

"help."

Since he said he wanted to help Xue Hongyun, he naturally had to take action, Yan Mo smiled and turned to look at the corpse on the ground, and said, "Search for something."

The guard immediately stepped forward, turned the corpse over, touched him, and soon found a wound on the waist of the corpse. A dagger with a small handle was inserted outside the wound, and he pulled it out to have a look. , a flower that has not bloomed is engraved on the dagger.

"Master," the guard handed the dagger to Yan Moxiao.

Yan Mo smiled and took it over, and looked at the dagger, it was a very common dagger, even an ordinary smithy could make it, it could only be used for self-defense, the flower on it was not difficult to recognize, it was a chrysanthemum.

This is the logo of Qingju Hall, Yan Moxiao saw it in the invitation paper sent by the Killing God Yan Luo.

Yan Mo smiled and held the dagger without moving. After slightly frowning, he looked at Bai Zidu and Luo Qing and asked.

"Have you seen the relationship between Blazing Fire Sect and Chuanyun Villa before?"