C55 If you want to come, you can come.

If you want to come, come. Do you want to walk?

In fact, Gongsun Zaitian was having a hard time at the moment. In order to create such an intuitive and bloody scene to intimidate the remaining enemies, he did not hesitate to expend a large amount of mental energy. He even used the Illusory Dragon Pearl in his soul to help when he still lacked the ability.

However, the danger had not passed and he could not fall asleep yet. He had to last until his parents escaped from danger. Gongsun Zaitian endured the sharp pain in his head and braced himself for the dozens of assassins in front of him.

The assassins, including their leader, all had the urge to retreat. When they came here to carry out their mission, did they not hear about the existence of the illusionist? Moreover, it's such a powerful illusionist, why are you toying with people like this, how many of my men's brains are left for high-level illusionist to play with?

Thinking about this, the leader was ready to give the order to retreat. It was not a good place to stay for long, because once the illusionist turned to ask for them, they would have nowhere to cry at that time.

"Since you've come, you want to leave?" Seeing that the other party was preparing to retreat, Murong Fenghuang, who had not opened her mouth since the beginning, although still maintained a calm expression, upon hearing these extremely cold words, anyone who was familiar with her could tell that Murong Fenghuang was very angry.

Murong Fenghuang was indeed angry, and it was a very serious kind of anger. One must know that the mother's heart was linked to the child. She could vaguely feel that just now, the child in her stomach seemed to have become extremely weak.

Even the mother could feel the slight discomfort the child felt. Moreover, Gongsun Ze Tian had taken the chance to use a treasure like the Illusory Dragon Pearl when his abilities were insufficient. Right now, it was more accurate to say that his Mental Energy had received a slight wound, and he had also overdrawn his mental energy, so it was impossible for his cultivation to advance any further in this life. Fortunately, Gongsun Ze Tian possessed the treasure that others did not have, the Illusory Dragon Pearl, and with the help of the Illusory Dragon Pearl, he could recover his mental energy in a few days.

Of course, as a person, even if he didn't do something crazy, he wouldn't be able to arouse his interest.

At this time, not only was Murong Fenghuang angry and pained, she was also a little puzzled. What made her puzzled was that the brat that she had seen in her dreams had mysteriously appeared in her dreams, and then, she knew everything about her surroundings these past few days like the back of his hand. Moreover, she had a very bold guess. She felt that the child in her womb was most likely that brat. If the mistress in her womb really was that brat, then that brat was too talented. Now she could actually cultivate an illusion technique? It was too magical, too interesting. The next time she saw that little brat, he would definitely kiss him, then force him to ask if he was her mistress or not.

But when he thought about how his own mistress in his stomach could be so cute, and yet be injured to such a weak state by this group of unknown assassins, and if it was even an injury, Murong Fenghuang's heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and he could not suppress his anger any longer.

Of course, with Murong Fenghuang's big brain, she wouldn't think about why a child that wasn't born would have such a conscious mind, and even how to know that the illusions about cultivation techniques were quite mystical. At this time, she was only worried about her own child. She felt that her own child was extremely weak, and Murong Fenghuang, who usually played and laughed, was completely enraged.

, who was at the side, was very surprised. He knew his own wife, and the things that made her angry were rarely seen, and the number of times he saw her could be counted on one's fingers.

Situ Qingtian retreated to the side and tugged at the corner of Fei'er's clothes. He looked at his and indicated with his eyes: Murong Fenghuang is currently very dangerous.

Zhuge Feier also understood this as she hurriedly retreated. With her understanding of her elder sister, she really couldn't think of any reason she would be angry. What was there to be angry about? Even when she had been assassinated earlier, she had been calm and composed. Furthermore, she knew that it was normal for her sister to be so angry that her body would float for a hundred miles.

"What do you want?" The assassin leader asked this question. He was the first to speak since he entered the room. His voice was a bit rough, but it was certain that this was a man ? err, a middle-aged man.

"You think you can come and go as you please? Who do you think you are? " Murong Fenghuang was still angry, her tone was still cold.

"You think you can handle me? Don't forget, we have more people now! " The Assassin Chief felt that there was something wrong with this woman's head. Did he still have the upper hand? A life and death struggle didn't necessarily mean that he would lose.

"Hehe, are you trying to tell me you want to bully me with your numbers?" Murong Fenghuang was amused by the Assassin Leader's words, and started to admire the other party's confidence.

"Of course, now that I have more people, I can do whatever I want!" The leader continued to think that he was the ruler of this place because he thought that he had more people.

"Oh, actually, I also like those who bully the few with their numbers. Do you mind?" Murong Fenghuang started to joke around.

"Humph, with your current strength? How was it possible? "Haha!" The Assassin's leader said with a bit of disdain as he let out a loud, mocking laugh.

"The ignorant are fearless!" As soon as these words left his mouth, the surrounding temperature dropped.

It wasn't an illusion, and it wasn't an illusion either. The temperature really did drop. A kind of chilling sensation arose, as this was caused by killing intent that caused the surrounding temperature to drop.

The lackeys at the side had already realized that something was wrong. Turning their heads to look at the rooftops and the courtyard walls, they were immediately scared silly. This kind of foolishness seemed to be contagious.

"I'm ignorant? "I ?" The Assassin Chief didn't realize that he was the most ignorant of people, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a subordinate.

"Boss!"

"What for?" The assassin leader was somewhat angry. He was in the upper echelons of the group, and now that he had come to disturb them, he felt that he had lost a lot of face.

"Boss!"

"Bullshit..." The leader angrily turned his head. He originally wanted to glare at his subordinate, but at that moment when he turned his head, he was also dumbfounded.

The assassin had brought over fifty people with him this time. Aside from the dozen or so people he had previously lost, there were still another thirty to forty people left. It wasn't his fault that this assassin leader had such confidence.

However, when the Assassin Chief turned his head, he saw that there were nearly a hundred people. Moreover, their auras seemed to be no weaker than his, and were even slightly more imposing than his.

"Bullying with numbers? I assume you've come, but you want to leave? "Can you leave?" Murong Fenghuang said with a tone full of ridicule.

"How could this be ? You guys? " The Assassin Chief seemed to have crumbled. He no longer had the attitude of wanting to win more. It was only now that he understood that he had admitted defeat today.

But as an Assassin, if they didn't succeed, then they would become a ghost. If they couldn't escape today, then they could only fight to the death. He made a subtle gesture to prepare for battle, and the surrounding assassins also refocused, ready to attack at any moment.

"Oh, you have quite the courage!" Do you know why the arrows you shot just now didn't kill you? And the people who fell into the pit, why are there so many dust like things? " This time, the one who spoke was Zhuge Feier. Her tone was very calm, as if she was talking about a trivial matter, but the words she spoke made the Assassin Chief shiver immediately.

"What did you do?" At least more than half of the people around him had been shot by arrows or fallen into holes before. If all of these people had something to do with each other, then there was no need for him to fight to the death. It would be much faster to just wipe their necks, and it would also be much more satisfying.

This time, no one tried to explain anything, because reality had already given them the answer. Those who had been shot by arrows or had fallen into pits would throw down their swords, while their hands would either cover their stomachs or pinch their necks.

"Poison..." You use poison? " The Assassin Chief's face was filled with terror. At this moment, he understood that he had been schemed against from the very beginning, and that he didn't have the talent to become an Assassin.

"Patriarch, Madam!" An old man walked over and bowed towards Situ Qingtian and Murong Fenghuang.

"Elder Zhao, it's been hard on you! I'll have to trouble you to come here personally! " Murong Fenghuang bowed and said, with a rare humble and courteous tone, but she did not put on any act at all, showing the sincerity in her words.

"How can that be? If the Patriarch and the Madam are in trouble, this old man should leave!" This Elder Zhao immediately returned the greeting. He was the clan's hidden power elder and the Madam had treated him with respect, so he did not dare to neglect her. After all, this woman was not only the patriarch's wife, she was also a difficult person to deal with.

"Why is the Elder Zhao here?" Situ Qingtian was a little confused. Why did he not know that the Elder Zhao was coming?

Because I found out that someone was following us, I was worried that they would wait for an opportunity to assassinate us, so I sent someone from the Elder Zhao over to support us! Just a moment ago, I received a message from the Elder Zhao, that's why I'm directing this drama of catching a turtle in a jar! "

"Madam, you're indeed wise. In anticipation of a rainy day, you'll definitely win by a thousand miles ?" How did his father learn bootlick? Gongsun Ztian was very puzzled. Such a gentle and refined person could still learn these things?

"Hurry up and finish them off. It's already noon and we haven't had lunch yet!" We should also go back and rest well after this morning's torment! " Murong Fenghuang decisively spoke up to make the decision for her husband, but the reason for her rush back was not because of food, but because she was worried about the child in her womb. Why was he so weak? She couldn't wait to know the answer.

"If anything happens to my child, I will make the power behind me pay the price!" Murong Fenghuang swore to herself.

Elder Zhao who received the order waved his hand to have the assassins encircled in the middle to prevent them from escaping.

"Did you do it yourselves? Or do you want this old man to move about? " Elder Zhao turned and asked the leader of the assassins. He really hoped that the other party would choose the former, because they were all very lazy when they were old.

After swallowing his saliva for such a long time, the Assassin Chief finally came to a decision. "We surrender, we surrender!"

A man without moral integrity was shameful. At least, that was how Gongsun Zaitian defined the Assassin Chief.

The captives and interrogation naturally didn't need to be asked about by the Situ couple or Zhuge Feier anymore. The group majestically returned to the inn, and when the waiter saw that nearly a hundred people had arrived, he instantly felt like he had been separated from the world for a long time, and deeply suspected that he was still dreaming! However, he soon realized that he wasn't dreaming. All of this was real because he was kicked into the kitchen to get ready to eat.

Rubbing his butt, he prepared mountain-like food. If this went on, he felt that he might die young from exhaustion. Even if he didn't die of fatigue, he would die of exhaustion.

The interrogation went smoothly and the result was not surprising. At least Gongsun Zaitian did not feel anything amiss, because these assassins came from that organization called Xue Sha and the target of this mission was the Situ couple. As for why they were killed? Who was the mastermind? How to connect. They could not answer any of these questions. All they knew was that the other party had offered a sky-high price and personally found their organization and assigned them to complete the mission.

Who could do such a thing? This answer was not easy to guess, because there were many individuals, powers, and clans that could afford such a price, but there were even more people who were hostile towards the Situ Family. After all, a family had existed for hundreds of years, how could it be possible that they did not have many opponents or had never offended anyone?

One had to know that history warned everyone that a family without any enemies would be eliminated by the river of history. This was an inevitable event.