Hearing Shuai Tianfan's unintentional words, Ye Qingxuan broke out in a cold sweat instantly, but after thinking about it, "Eagle King" Zhan Xiongfei spent his life in assassination. Yi Pavilion has not been able to successfully assassinate him for decades, but in today's world, unless Vimo Nitian personally takes action, what can others do to him
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
I just hope in my heart that the trip to the east of Eagle King and others, I hope it will be safe and smooth.
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Herod...
The snow-white horse without a single hair snorted uncomfortably.
The sound of kicking, kicking horseshoes is particularly loud on Jingzhaofu Street at night...
One person and one horse, walking on the street.
There is still yellow sand on his body that cannot be concealed, showing that he is from Liangzhou, a desert that is billowing with wind and dust.
This street was originally the busiest in the city, but now every shop has turned off its lights and closed, and there is hardly any light or sound on the street.
However, this person walked to the door of a shop with ease, and opened the door casually.
He took off the bamboo hat on his head, patted the yellow sand on his body, and just sat on the stool, a large bowl of Xaozi noodles was pushed in front of him.
That can't be called a bowl at all, it's more like a pot.
Huge sea bowl big enough to hold a human head...
Zhan Yu smiled slightly, didn't talk nonsense, just buried his head down, and ate to his heart's content.
An old man who looked to be in his 100s was slowly squatting opposite Zhan Yu, smoking a dry pipe, without saying a word, and Zhan Yu didn't ask a word.
After eating up the nearly three catties of noodles in the huge sea bowl, and even swallowing the last drop of soup, Zhan Yu moaned comfortably, put down the bowl, patted his stomach, and panted comfortably.
"Come back to life..." Zhan Yu sighed happily.
The old man snorted coldly, and said slowly: "But your next move is simply courting death!"
Zhan Yu chuckled, snatched the old man's cigarette pouch, took two puffs, sneered through the smoke, and said: "No one can kill the friends of Flying Eagle Fort and still be safe, whether it's the magic door or the evil way, even if It's a big faction of Bai Dao, and he has to pay his due price... "
The old man snorted coldly and said indifferently, "Are you alone?"
Zhan Yu shrugged.
The old man snatched back the cigarette pouch, jumped off the stool, turned to the back kitchen, and said in an indifferent voice: "People are in the backyard of the Eight Immortals Building... Most of the hidden guards of Situ's family were transferred back to the family, and the rest were sent to the backyard." Wolong Island, without the order of the owner, the old man can only help you so far... "
"Enough." Zhan Yu smiled slightly.
The old man is the leader of the Situ family's hidden guards, Situ Mingqing, a master of the older generation, and the sixth uncle of the current head of the family, Situ Lingfeng.
Relying on the ability of the Situ family's hidden guards, they finally found clues to the murderer who destroyed the "Heavenly Bird Gate". Unfortunately, the time was too short to find out the whole truth.
But just these are enough for Zhan Yu.
"Old man, don't forget to feed my dragon..."
After speaking, he picked up the bamboo hat and stepped into the thick night again.
…
Different from his brothers, Zhan Yu never likes to go around the corner when doing things, and he never uses muddy water. No matter what he does, he often uses the most direct method.
So sometimes, he hated Ye Qingxuan and Jiang Shuihan's indecision the most.
Of course, unlike Ruhua's recklessness, before killing someone, he still likes to do unnecessary things, and likes to see the panic and anger in other people's eyes.
Then ask softly, "Is it a surprise, is it a surprise!?"
He is at his happiest when the other party is tormented almost insane by anger and fear.
He's not mentally ill, he's just taking revenge, making his enemies feel the most desperate pain...
Just like this time.
Eight Immortals Building.
The backyard is the house where the shopkeeper's family lives.
And the owner of the Eight Immortals Tower is actually well-known in the martial arts of Jingzhao Prefecture.
"Laughing Buddha" Xu Zongyuan.
Secretly manages more than half of the brothels and gambling houses in Jingzhao Mansion, but on the surface, he is just a small shopkeeper of the Eight Immortals Building, with a smile on his face, no one can know his true strength.
Even though he had been bullied and suppressed by Li Shen, one of the eight great aristocratic families, for years, he never complained.
Such a person, even in the turmoil of the Jingzhao Mansion, did not suffer the slightest loss, and was even wooed by Ying Wang and others because of the past of being bullied by Li Shentong.
But what he never expected was that this kind-hearted Xu Zongyuan turned out to be a villain of the Taiping Dao. And because of him, the "Sky Bird Gate" was destroyed, leading to the death of "Flying Dapeng" Ren Shukuang on the spot.
Flying Eagle Castle had to avenge this revenge!
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Everyone in Jingzhao Mansion knows that Xu Zongyuan has two hobbies, one is dog fighting, and the other is food.
There are two largest dog fighting games every month, and the winners are almost all bulldogs raised by Xu Zongyuan.
His appetite is astonishing, but the daily breakfast is usually a large pot of old hen soup boiled rotten with mushrooms and cloud legs, plus ten eggs, and five drawers of twenty boiled buns.
These appetites, others can be shocked just by looking at them.
Every day at midnight, Xu Zongyuan had to have a late-night supper after a heart-to-heart battle with his beloved little girl.
Usually at this time, a servant would bring a large bowl of pasta to him in person.
It was the same today, but when Xu Zongyuan lifted the lid of the silver pot, his complexion suddenly turned blue.
Green without a trace of blood.
In the same huge sea bowl, there is no beef noodle soup that I used to eat most, let alone chicken soup, not even a little soup...
Some are just a dog's head, a bloody dog's head.
He loves the dog's head.
It was Xu Zongyuan's favorite and most expensive dog. Just tens of minutes ago, he was still wagging his head and tail in front of him.
In an instant, his stomach began to contract, as if someone had punched him hard in the stomach.
Then there was a soaring rage that could burn everything, so he couldn't help jumping up from the bed, rushed out, strangled everyone he saw, cut the murderer into pieces, and killed the person who guarded his dog. They are all executed, and the person who brought the pot will be killed ten times, twenty times...
However, even he himself was extremely surprised that Xu Zongyuan endured it. His eyes were shining brightly, his hands gradually became stable from the trembling before, and he was even able to stretch out his hands to hold the screaming woman behind him. Slap him to death with one palm, and then wipe off the blood on your hands...
The angrier you are, the calmer you are.
Because he already knew that since his opponent could kill his pet dog, he would naturally follow him.
In an instant, he already knew who was dealing with him...
And at this moment, the door opened.
Zhan Yu walked in with a sneer on his face.
"Xu Zongyuan, should we settle our accounts?"