The young master has magical powers

When Que Wusheng and the others came out, they saw that the second floor was already surrounded by people in black. These people had white masks on their faces, and they looked very intrusive.

Que Wusheng didn't hear the sound of weapons in his ears, but he felt the murderous aura of these weapons.

Que silently opened the fan, ready to use force.

Yan Zizai was still cheerful, not nervous at all, and just said leisurely: "Now there is only a group of people who want to kill me."

As he spoke, he looked at Master Hong, frowned and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, I thought you were a kid from the ghost sect, but I didn't expect you to be... a lackey of the imperial court."

Que silently looked at Yan Zizai and said, "Isn't it from the ghost school?"

Yan Zizai nodded, picked a lock of silent hair, and smelled it in front of his nose: "Well, I was misled by that boy. They wanted to kill me with a knife. How could I think that now the ghost faction doesn't want to kill me at all. Only the emperor's people Want to kill me."

That's right, the ghost faction wants to use him as a banner and plot rebellion, so why would they want to kill him.

Only the emperor thinks.

Wu Shouju smiled and said, "No wonder, the incident involving a boy is far worse than the two incidents involving the strong man and Xiuniang."

Master Hong finally stood up, and only looked at Yan Zizai viciously: "Ming people don't do secret things, the ghost faction is the ghost faction, there is no need to shirk, as long as we kill you today, we will be the only ghost faction in the world!"

Yan Zizai said: "It's nonsense. People from the Guipai still claim to be Ming people. It's ridiculous. The more they talk, the less they look like Guipai."

Lord Hong raised his hand, and these men in black looked like they were about to draw their knives: "Young Master Yan, you also know that we are only for you, if you want, I can let your friend go out first."

Yan Ziruo said: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he knows he can't deal with the four of us."

Yan Zizai just hugged Que silently, and said to Wu Shouju, "You take care of my brother."

Wu Shouju smiled and said, "Don't worry, I believe in Ah Ruo's lightness kung fu. As long as you start fighting, Ah Ruo will fly out first..."

Que said silently: "I can't fly out." He pointed to the roof.

Several people looked up and saw that there was already a big net on the roof.

Wang Zi: Hi, hello, please take care of me when we meet for the first time.

This net is really polite, and I don't know who it looks like.

The smile on Yan Zizai's face is still there, but his eyes are full of murderous intent. These people are bound to win him.

Wu Shouju said: "Don't worry, Ah Ruo, I'll watch."

Yan Ziruo took out a plum from his pocket: "So don't believe me."

Lord Hong said: "Since Young Master Yan doesn't want my friends to leave first, then I won't be polite." With just a snap of his fingers, those men in black slowly approached.

Yan Zizai and the four stood back to back in twos.

The arrow on Que Wusheng's jade fan had already protruded, and his ears were filled with the sound of these weapons: kill him, kill him.

Tongque Terrace... Que Wusheng couldn't help but think of Tongque Terrace.

Magpie tensed silently.

Yan Zizai held Que Wusheng's hand: "It's okay, I'm here."

Magpie silently nodded.

Yan Zizai opened his other hand, and there were already several red oysters in his hand. He was completely different from Que Wusheng's nervousness, as if playing around, he twirled the red oyster.

Wu Shouju held a copper coin between his fingers, and Yan Ziruo had a silver needle in his hand.

Yan Ziruo looked back at Yan Zizai and the two, and then said: "Our weapons are too imposing, and have no deterrent effect at all. Look at them, I have long swords and long swords, I wish they could blind your eyes with flashes of light. "

There was a chuckle from downstairs.

It's the man in white.

The man in white threw the long knife on the table up: "A Que, I lend you this."

Yan Zizai frowned first, who is this person who actually called Que Silent like this, with such a familiar tone.

Que silently reached out and took the long knife.

A broken knife to be exact.

Que silently touched the blade.

Long knife: Mr. Que, long time no see, I didn't expect you to be so old.

Accidentally scratched the blade with his hand, and the knife actually trembled when it sucked the silent blood, and there was a sound, looking very excited.

Yan Zizai raised his eyebrows and said, "The long knife of the murderer Xuehuan?"

Knowing the name, those men in black paused for a moment, not daring to make a move.

Que said silently: "The long knife is in good condition, but I'm not used to it, thank you very much." After speaking, he still threw the long knife down.

The man in white took the long knife again: "Forget it, then I'll wait for you here, you guys fight first, don't worry about me."

Lord Hong frowned, for a moment he didn't know what the man in white meant. Is this man a well-known murderer in the world?

It's just that no one in the world has seen the murderer Xuehuan except Que Wusheng, because everyone who saw him has already died.

At this point today, I can only do it.

Master Hong only said one word: "Kill..."

Those black-clothed killers were not polite, and rushed forward.

Yan Zizai waved his long sleeves and rolled down the sharp swords of the people in front at once. Que Wusheng took a sword and followed suit.

Behind Yan Zizai was the sound of cracking copper coins. This Wu Shouju seemed to be a boy who wasted money, throwing a lot of copper coins.

Copper coins: smash them to death, smash them to death...

It's just that there are so many people in black. If it's a wheel battle, they will be thankless after all.

Yan Zizai said: "Ah Ruo, you go up."

Where are you going?What are you going to do?

Before the others could react, Yan Ziruo understood: "Okay..."

After speaking, on Wu Shouju's shoulder, he flew to the roof at once. He did not know when he took a sword in his hand. With a swing of the long sword, he split the net on the roof in two. With a silver needle, cut off the net on the four sides, and the net will fall down.

Yan Ziruo jumped to the first floor smoothly.

Yan Zizai picked up the magpie and silently jumped to the first floor. Wu Shouju, who was happily throwing copper coins, jumped to the first floor when he saw the net fall.

Those men in black on the second floor were trapped by the net even if they couldn't fly.

Wang Zi: Hello, I didn’t expect to have intimate contact when we first met, it really made me shy.

Que silently glanced at the net, and would still add drama to himself.

But this net is not ordinary, it is actually poisonous, and many people in black have already been poisoned and died.

Wu Shouju patted his chest. He almost hit the net just now, but he ran fast, and said to Yan Zizai: "Young Master Yan, it seems that these people are trying to put you to death."

Yan Zizai sneered, this trick was indeed not done by the ghost faction, only the one in the palace wanted to kill him so much.

After all, those men in black were trained. In the end, a dozen men in black broke free, but they were easy to deal with, but they were all dogs in the water.

Yan Zizai didn't care about these people, and only let Wu Shouju and Yan Ziruo deal with them. With the magpie in his arms, he said nothing, just looked around, looking for that Hong Ye.

"It's him you're looking for?" The man in white, the murderer, said with a smile.

Master Hong had his tendon broken and was thrown in front of Yan Zizai by Xue Huan.

Yan Zizai raised his eyes and only looked at this well-known murderer in the Jianghu.It's just that no one would believe that this handsome and elegant middle-aged man in front of him could be a murderer.

Yan Zizai asked, "Xue Huan?" Even he subconsciously didn't believe it.

Xue Huan nodded generously: "I'm right here."

Then he looked at Que Wusheng: "This guy wants to kill you, should I help you deal with it?"

Que Wusheng only stared at the long knife in Xuehuan's hand.

Long knife: the 450th one, the blood is so delicious, I want to taste it...

This long knife is even crazier than before, and it seemed a little sane before.Now, it is indeed an out-and-out killing tool, Que silently frowned. Could it be that repairing the long knife was really a mistake?

Master Hong looked in pain, with blood spitting out of his mouth, the boy from before rushed over, only holding Master Hong, weeping softly.

Yan Zizai frowned slightly. He had killed people before, but he didn't like to torture people.

Xue Huan continued to say silently to Que: "A Que, long time no see, your hair is gray and looks more charming."

There was flirting in the words, and what was even more annoying was that Xue Huan completely ignored the others, and he had nothing but silence in his eyes.

Only then did Que Wusheng look up at Xuehuan, and said, "Long time no see."

Yan Zizai's eyes darkened. This bloody pleasure was uncomfortable, not only because of the murderous aura and bloody smell on his body, but also because of his familiarity with Que Wusheng and his sense of control.

The boy kept wiping the blood from Master Hong's mouth, but he couldn't wipe it clean. He looked up at several people, and finally locked his eyes on Yan Zizai, and the hatred in his eyes became stronger: "It's all because of you! I'm going to kill you." Said Think about rushing up.

Master Hong grabbed the boy and said: "I will say anything, I just ask him to survive."

Tears were streaming down the boy's eyes.

Wu Shouju said: "Whether he can live depends on how much you say." The other men in black have already been dealt with.

Master Hong lay on the ground, raised his hand to wipe away the boy's tears, but the boy's face was covered with blood, and with reluctance in his eyes, he said: "You guessed right... I... I am indeed from the imperial court, The Red Pavilion was originally an eyeliner of the imperial court. It has not been touched for decades. I also thought...

She thought it would go on like this forever, but she didn't expect that Young Master Yan's appearance would disturb all of this.Three days ago, I received a secret order to kill Young Master Yan, and that's why today's incident happened. "

After saying that, Master Hong coughed again and again.

Yan Zizai raised his eyebrows: "Even with a broken hamstring, you are still so dishonest..."

The boy dared not speak out, but just stared at Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai said: "It's not me who picked his hamstring, why are you always staring at me?"

After a pause, he continued: "I believe what you said, but why is it involved with the ghost faction?"

Master Hong smiled, and said: "The secret order hopes that you will not know that it is a secret order sent by the palace."

Don't want to know?

Yan Zizai asked: "Is there the word Fei in the secret order?"

Surprise flashed in Master Hong's eyes: "You... how do you know?" No one except his level knew about this secret order.

Fei, does not represent the emperor, but the empress... that is, Yan Zizai's biological mother, Empress Pei...