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"You're too courteous, it is because I am too harsh on you in this matter." "As an assassin, to be able to make you face me in the future without putting up any defenses, your trust in me can be seen from this, but I have let you down." The yellow-clothed man's cold voice came from behind him, it was somewhat vague.

Dongtang opened his mouth a few times and finally said with difficulty, "The reason."

The yellow-clothed man held onto his saber with a steady hand and a calm gaze. "Because you know the identity of the Supreme Mystery Scripture. As Martial Uncle, I must clean up this troublesome matter for this Martial Nephew who has always been in the spotlight."

Dong Tang looked at the blade on his chest that was only an inch away from injuring his heart, and laughed: "What more do you want to tell me? But I don't want to hear it anymore. Let me remind you... "As time goes on, so will the situation."

The yellow-clothed man asked, "Are you worried that someone like me will appear and kill me?"

Dongtang retorted, "Is that impossible?"

The yellow robed man was silent for a moment before he said, "I will bring your corpse back to Candle's grave."

"Thank you so much." Dongtang sighed and took a step back, allowing the blade to cut through his heart.

"You!" The yellow-clothed man hurriedly took a step back, but his speed was still slower than Easthall's.

Dongtang broke into a smile and muttered in a low voice, "If you want to kill her, then kill her. What a waste of words."

His expression was just like the day when he had just joined Candle Stick Hall. He was sitting high up in the hall with a bored expression on his face. "If you want to join, then feel free. You're troublesome."

He slowly drew his saber, and with a wave of his hand, he took away the lives of eight assassins. Then, he slowly spoke out as he pointed the tip of his blade towards the ground, facing the people who could not hear his voice, "I entered the candle just to kill Candle as soon as possible. For this boy, I have made my move much earlier."

He stepped over the corpse of the Eastern Hall, stopped in front of the Supreme Mystery Scripture, bent down and grabbed the chin of the Supreme Mystery Scripture to pull up his face. He looked back and forth, then stuck the snow on his body and pressed his fingers against his hair once, touching a few silver needles before letting go.

Seeing the Book of Supreme Mystery smash its way back into the tree trunk, the yellow-clothed man's eyes clouded over. "I didn't expect you to have such intentions towards the Crippling Feather Sect at all." After pausing for a while, he gave a carefree laugh, "Forget it, you won't hear it anyway. The reason I saved you is to hope that your actions today are sincere. Otherwise, I will definitely retrieve your life with my own hands. " Helping him sit upright, Zhang Xuan turned over his palm, infused zhenqi into his body, and combed through his disordered breathing. Then, he retracted his palm and leaned back against the tree trunk.

"You …" The yellow-clothed man looked at him with a somewhat complicated expression. There was anger, sorrow, sadness, and gratification … There may be more unguessed emotions. Finally, he opened his mouth and stuffed a medicinal pill into it. Then, he picked up the corpse of Dongtang and left.

The pill dissolved upon entering his mouth and flowed down his throat into his abdomen, nurturing the damaged meridians of the Supreme Mystery Scripture.

The forest returned to its quiet state late at night.

— —

"Young master." "Young Master!" Seeing Zhao Qingyan dismount, Ran Hao and Jin'er quickly gathered around with worry in their eyes.

Zhao Qingyan scratched her head and smiled, "Why do you look so nervous?"

Jin'er and Ran Hao looked at each other, sighed slightly and said, "I will go to the kitchen and help young master bring a bowl of hot soup." He turned around and left, leaving the place for them.

Master and servant stood facing each other, speechless for a long time.

"Young Master." Ran Hao pursed his lips and said, "Your Majesty, you won't be troubled, will you?"

Zhao Qingyan looked at the yellowing sky and walked towards the study room. "It's not just that there's no difficulty. There's no difference between my original attitude and mine."

Ran Hao followed him into the study and poured a cup of tea from the kettle simmering on the stove on the table.

Zhao Qingyan took out a flint stone and lit the candle. He lowered his eyes and said with a face full of fatigue, "Go and close the door. It's cold."

Ran Hao was surprised for a moment. He quickly went to the door and covered it with his hands. Then, he picked up the firestone that Zhao Qingyan had just placed on the table and prepared to light the charcoal brazier.

"That's good enough. There's no need to start a fire." Zhao Qingyan shrank back into her chair and held the cup with her hand. Looking at the green tea cup, her eyes dimmed. "I'm just a little tired."

Ran Hao stopped and held the fire stone tightly in his palm. After a long while, he slowly asked: "Since Your Majesty doesn't want to pursue this matter, then this matter should be considered as over, right?"

A trace of self-mockery appeared on Zhao Qingyan's lips, "Who knows?"

Ran Hao hesitated and asked, "Young master, you don't want to believe that this was done by His Majesty either, right?"

Zhao Qingyan suddenly raised her head and stared at him. After a moment, she lowered her head and said, "My mind is a little messy. Don't say anything."

Ran Hao asked, "If Your Majesty thinks that this has not happened, Young Master, do you still have to investigate?"

Seeing that he was silent, Ran Hao continued: "His Majesty has always been truly caring for Young Master, and would never harm Young Master. This time, Your Majesty must have some difficulties for him."

"I know!" Zhao Qingyan placed the cup on the table and leaned on it. His face was pressed tightly against the table and his voice was filled with pain, "It's because I know …" I don't know what to do. "

Ran Hao silently looked at the back of his young master's hand, which was burning hot and red.

Zhao Qingyan laughed softly and suppressed his laughter, "Everything that I have is brought to me by my identity. Or perhaps it could be said that my royal uncle doted on me, and gave me my life as Wu Yu. I can see in my eyes how royal uncle dotes on me, but I know better than anyone how much he dotes on me. I care more about royal uncle than anyone else, and I am even more reluctant to part with him. As long as my royal uncle needs it, this life of mine can be given to him at any time.

"He is an elder, and I am a junior." He is king, and I am subject. In terms of passion and logic, I have no right to resent anything that my Imperial Uncle does. Moreover, everything that happened to me was bestowed to me by Royal Uncle. "But …"

It was hard to say.

Ran Hao listened quietly, then suddenly said, "The Manchu family is not worthy of young master's revenge."

Zhao Qingyan understood what he meant and nodded powerlessly. "Indeed, the words he said that day about revenge was said for the sake of the Grand Scholar and my master. Just for the sake of the Marquis Mansion … How could I become enemies with my royal uncle? For the past twenty years, Royal Uncle has been good to me.

Ran Hao pursed his lips and said, "Young master, you're still worried that His Majesty will make a move against the Prince's Mansion, right?"

"Hao." Zhao Qingyan struggled for a long time. She looked at him with a gaze so serious that it made people want to run away, "Noble Son of Heaven, and so far away from the government. Which do you want me to choose?"

Ran Hao was stunned. His face was pale under the dim light of the candle. Did you tell the young master? "

Zhao Qingyan nodded almost inaudibly: "Perhaps Imperial Uncle also feels that the days are numbered and that the Eastern Palace cannot be left without an owner. Thus, Imperial Brother was first established as the crown prince and then indistinctly asked me for my decision. Now it seems that even if royal brother the empress was willing to accept me, royal uncle wouldn't be able to do so. "

Ran Hao was startled: "But."

"But, the duke of Trojan has just been exterminated and the amnesty is about to begin. My marriage hasn't been completed yet, so if I leave now, I will definitely be speechless. If the Qi King, who holds great authority, were to leave now, no one in the imperial court will be in charge of the overall situation, and there might be a jackal watching from the sidelines. " Zhao Qingyan took over his words with a cold smile, "Is that so?"

Ran Hao nodded, "That's what I meant."

Zhao Qingyan said: "Ninth Uncle and Thirteenth Uncle don't know anything about this. If I act willfully, Ninth Uncle would be fine, but Thirteenth Uncle …" Wouldn't you have to suffer my wrath? "

Ran Hao said, "Therefore, Young Master can only wait and see."

Zhao Qingyan covered her face with her hands and said, "Even if you want to escape, I don't know how."

Ran Hao hesitated and said slowly, "The wood that young master sent a servant to buy a while ago should have already been returned …" Shall I bring them into the bamboo garden? "

Zhao Qingyan was slightly stunned. After a moment of thought, she stood up and said, "Since that's the case, I will go to the bamboo garden to rest first. If royal father asks, tell him that I am sick and that I want to rest well. "

Ran Hao lowered his head and said: "Yes, then I will go and serve Young Master later."

Zhao Qingyan said, "Don't worry. Bring back the lost hoof first. Then remember to bring me a few extra sets of laundry."

Ran Hao replied, "Yes, I know."

— —

"Liu Yuan."

Hearing his voice, Liu Yuan turned his head and hurriedly bowed, "Hall Master."

The devilish viper swept a glance over the empty room and asked indifferently: "Quicksand has already left?"

Liu Yuan nodded. "We just left yesterday."

The devilish viper nodded, but was silent. A moment later, he asked, "Three of the top assassins of Candle Stick Hall have died recently. Do you know who did it?"

Liu Yuan hesitated for a moment, but eventually shook his head: "I'm not sure, but I heard my subordinate mention that those three killers had all left the Hall of Blood and Spirit Chasing Emblem at the side of their necks for a fatal blow. "If one has the ability to kill an expert in the Wine Hall …" Stop talking.

Viper understood what he meant, and slightly narrowed his eyes. "He should be Gong Sou."

Liu Yuan was silent for a moment, seeing that Mo Du was no longer deep in thought, he continued: "Hall Master, Master Feng Xuan just sent a message, saying that Wu Gou has already agreed to interfere in the dispute over the wine, and asked the Hall Master to stop the missions of the other halls, in case of need. All of the assassins from the Hall of Blood came out together. He took out the letter that Feng Qiong had sent over, then handed it over to the devilish viper with both hands.

"Wu Gou." Demon Poisonfeather's eyes fell on the letter, but his mind wasn't on it, "At this moment, not only is he not sitting down and reaping the rewards, he is actually willing to lend a helping hand. Truly … "Interesting."

Liu Yuan asked carefully, "How does the Hall arrange this?"

Poisonfeather put the paper into a ball, "Do as she says, you should not cause any more trouble in the future. In addition, write to Feng Qiong and tell her that I need to know who is the mastermind behind Wu Gou's current actions. "

Li Yuan acknowledged and waited for his other orders.

Demon Poisonfeather took a deep breath, glanced around, then asked Liu Yuan: "Has Gong Qing been here before?"

With a start, a gray shadow flipped over the roof beam and knelt down on one knee, "Master."

Liu Yuan's expression changed slightly. "When were you here?" Seeing that Demon Poisonfeather was looking at him, he hurriedly knelt down. "This subordinate did not mean to deceive the hall master. This subordinate is indeed not aware that senior apprentice-brother is here."

The Magic Vicious Beast said, "Forget it, it's not worth being surprised that you can't find him intentionally hiding. Stand up."

Gongtian only treated his master's words as words spoken to him. He stood up and said, "I've been waiting for you."

Demon King looked at him expressionlessly, "Why aren't you looking for me in my room?"

Gongzi threw up his hands. "After all, I'm not a man of the Poison Hall. It would be inconvenient for me to look for Master."

"Then just tell me what's the matter. Besides the matter in Feng Qiong's letter, what else happened?"

Gongzi took out a throwing knife and handed it over. "Master, can you recognize this?"

Demon Poisonfeather received it, and looked through it a few times, his eyes revealing a trace of surprise. "Is this a cicada blade? "It feels even thinner than the knife I saw a few years ago."

"This is not Xia Chan's cicada blade, it's the Tai Xuan Sovereign's blade."

Demon Poisonous was somewhat surprised, "How is it? Wu Gou attacked you? "

"How could that be?" "To tell you the truth, before I came to the Poison Hall, I had always been following the Hall Master of the Hall of Healing, but there were many of them, and Hall Master Dong's martial arts was high, so I didn't dare to follow too close."

Demonfire resisted the urge to curse as he lightly corrected, "The Pavilion Master Dong's martial arts aren't high, but rather outstanding."

Gong Ni shrugged his shoulders, "I can tell that his martial arts is about the same as mine, and his Qing Gong is much weaker than mine. If he were to be found out, he would still be able to escape." Seeing that the Demon Poisonfeather's eyebrows were slightly moved, he hurriedly straightened his face to talk about business: "However, this disciple does not dare to be careless, so I have been following them from far away and did not dare to get too close. Then... I lost it. "

After hearing the words "not daring to follow too close" twice, the Demon Poisonfeather had already guessed the result. Looking at the cicada knife in his hand, he could more or less predict what would happen next. Even though he guessed it, he didn't interrupt her.

Gong Du paused for a second, stepping over the boring part of the narration, he spoke of what Mo Du wanted to hear, "When I find them, there will be thirty corpses on the ground. Judging from their clothing, they should be the assassins of the Eastern Tang Sect. I looked around and saw only a trail of blood. It should have been left by one of them. However, he found no useful clues along the trail of blood. I pulled it from the neck of a killer. I have seen all the bodies, only two kinds of injuries, one of which is flat, but the wound is large and dark red, and there is almost no blood on the clothing around the wound. The other type was an extremely small wound on the side of the neck. One slash was fatal, and it was obviously the result of the knife his master wielded. "There are also the marks of fighting in the forest. Many trees have two kinds of knife marks on them."

"The wound is big, the cut is flat, and there is no trace of blood?"

Gong Ni nodded his head: "Three of them are chest piercing wounds. Their clothes have traces of blood on them, but compared to such large wounds, the amount of blood that flowed is still too little. There are still more than ten people with wounds on the side of their necks who died with a single slash, with almost no blood flowing out. "

The demonic viper remained silent for a moment before spitting out a single word, "Poison!"

"At that time, Master and I had similar thoughts, so we specially checked all of the wounds. We could only see the tiniest of ice poison, but this small amount is unable to freeze the wound. The wound is huge. It would be impossible to get such an effect unless the murderer detoxified the bodies. "

Listening to his affirmation, the demonic poison did not seem to hesitate too much. Not to mention Jiang Hu alone, at least in the Poison Hall, there was no one who was better at it than him. Therefore, the answer he gave was that there was no need to suspect anything.

"In that case, it can only be cold inner force or the weapon's own cold air." The demonic viper did not ponder for too long before giving the same definite answer.

Gong Du's gaze, however, fell on the cicada blade and pondered deeply. "Speaking of the cicada blade, I do recall a similarly renowned blade — or rather, a pair of blades."

The Demon Poisonfeather understood, his eyes became even darker: "The Blue Mountain is covered in snow?"

Gong Du nodded his head, "Disciple remembers that the Saber of the Crippling Feather Sect's Sect Leader, Blood Swallow City, was once ranked eleventh on the Sword Ranking of the martial arts world, and later, he took out a pair of sabers from the Jiang Hu's famous broken sabers, 'Black Ice'. Together with his Saber, he gave it to the Tang Sect to be forged anew, creating a pair of Tang Sabres called 'Blue Mountain's Negative Snow'. I think that the 'Hengxue' blade in Xia Ming's hand must have been forged by the Black Ice Saber. "

After a moment of silence, the Demon Poisonfeather suddenly said, "Don't cough."

"The sword in Fourth Young Master's hand is the Ice Sword. However, the cold energy on it can only nourish the meridians. I'm afraid it doesn't have the ability to stop bleeding with broken limbs."

Demon Poisonfeather slowly said: "Tang Wu is proficient in concealed weapon mechanisms, and his skill in forging is also extraordinary. The Tang Sect was once again a place that had a large number of crafting experts gathered. As Tang Wu's good friend in life and death, the two blades entrusted to the Tang Sect would definitely not be weak. The saying "the sword is gentle like jade, the blade is like a butcher, slaughtering the whole world" was widely spread in the martial world. Compared to the Ice Sword, the hostility of the Ice Blade should be even more intense. The Ice Sword can warm up the meridians, so that Ice Saber can probably be used to kill people. "

Gongzi continued: "There are many experts who have trained in the art of Ice Cold Qi, but with such an ice-cold blade appearing at the same time as the Winged Centipede Blade, I'm afraid that's the only guess."

"Xia Ming and Xia Chan have disappeared for ten years in the martial arts world. Do you think it will be the two of them that did this?"

Gong Tianni shook his head, "Xia Ming disappeared for ten years. This number of disciples has no objection to it, but if Xia Chan disappeared for ten years … Has Master ever doubted the identity of the Supreme Profound Scripture? "

The demonic pail muttered to itself, "The differences in the temperament of these two people are too great. I can't think of them as one person."

Gongzi pursed his lips: "Ten years have passed and there's still no news of Xia Chan. If he is still alive, then the arrogance that he once had would have been completely erased. "

Mo Mu did not refute anymore and instead followed through with his thoughts, "Since the death of the leader of the four gentlemen, Lang Yin and Wu Gou's hall master, I have never heard of anyone with outstanding martial arts skills. Even if Wu Gou wanted to hide his abilities, the position of the Sublime Mysterious Scripture in Wu Gou was definitely up to no good. "Since he dares to go head to head with Dongtang, then the life and death struggle between the three Assassin Halls has become a foregone conclusion."

"Wu Gou has already promised to cooperate with the wine to deal with Candle, and now that he has the Supreme Mystery Scripture to express his sincerity, there is no longer any need to doubt the intentions of the alliance. At least until the greater picture was lost, Wu Gou would not go against him. If Candle Hands is removed, even if Wu Gou wants to become the enemy of the Poison Hall, what is there to fear? "

The Magic Poisonfeather silently nodded, her gaze lingering on the cicada wing blade in her hand for a long time: "Gong Tianni, you haven't mentioned this to anyone right?"

Gongzi shook his head. "I came here after I found out about this."

Poisonfeather clenched his fist. "The two of you are not allowed to tell anyone about this."

Gong Du and Liu Yuan looked at each other, then knelt down on one knee: "Yes, disciple (subordinate) obeys."

The Demon King's eyes narrowed, his expression dark and uncertain, "Great Mystery Scripture, what exactly do you want to do?"