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Chapter four hundred and ninety-two small sword door

The night sky covers the sky like a big net.

It was already the day of summer, and even at night, it made people feel stuffy.

And the dull Leiyang City seemed to be a little restless tonight.

Ten o'clock that night.

All the lights in the villa are turned on.

By the pond, under the pavilion.

Xiao Shun and Duan Jia sat at the stone table drinking tea and playing chess.

Song Ling'er sat on the bench next to her and swiped her phone, waiting for their guests to come to her door.

"Master, is there really someone coming? It's past ten o'clock." Song Ling'er yawned and asked.

"Don't worry, it's still early to kill people at night when the moon is dark and wind is high. Remember, if someone dares to take a step into the villa, don't be ruthless and beat him to death." Xiao Shun said with a smile.

"Ah? What if someone is beaten to death?" Song Ling'er said.

With her current cultivation level, it would be easy to kill people, but she has never killed anyone with her own hands. If she really wants her to beat people to death, she may not be able to do anything.

"They are all warriors. If they break in without permission, it is equivalent to rushing into a private house with weapons, and they don't have to bear legal responsibility if they beat them to death." Xiao Shun said.

"It seems that there is no such law in China." Song Ling'er said absent-mindedly, browsing her phone.

"Is that true?" Xiao Shun glanced at her and said.

"Yes." Song Ling'er nodded.

"They were all sent by Yang Zinuo." Xiao Shun said.

Song Ling'er's eyebrows froze, she suddenly raised her head, glanced at her little mouth, and said with a tight clench: "They are dead."

It is still useful to dig out hatred in time.

"At this time, we should play Go and drink wine, so that we can have a style. Playing checkers...why does it feel a bit low?"

Duan Jia looked at the colorful checkers board on the stone table and scratched her head.

"Do you know how to play Go?" Xiao Shun raised his eyebrows and said.

"Won't."

"Then do you want a hammer style? Go away quickly, it's your turn." Xiao Shun said impatiently.

Duan Jia: "…chess is more stylish than this one."

"Uncle Duan, just make do with it. There are only checkers at home, and it seems that my dad is still there." Song Ling'er said. After saying that, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, so she sat up and looked at Xiao Shun.

"Master, why did Lao Song play checkers? Do you think he has women outside and children? This villa is where his golden house hides his beauty? Did he buy this checkers for the children?"

Xiao Shun was stunned for a moment and said, "Your father has been single for more than ten years, so it's not surprising that he has other women."

Song Ling'er's mother died when she was very young. If there were no photos, she wouldn't even remember what her mother looked like, so her feelings for her mother were actually very weak.

The reason why she was so excited was that her brain circuit suddenly made a wrong line.

"Oh, too."

...

In a silver jeep outside the villa, Lu Jianzhang lit a cigarette and squinted his eyes and looked at the door of the villa through the car window.

He is the security manager of Yushuiwan villa area, and he was also sent by Song Qingzhou to secretly protect Song Ling'er.

In the afternoon, Song Ling'er ran to the security room and told him that no matter what happened in the evening, they didn't have to worry about it. It would be fine if she didn't say that. But when she said this, it made him feel that something might have happened tonight.

Sure enough, Song Ling'er had just left the security room, and Song Qingzhou also called them to make sure they were vigilant and more vigilant.

So he still brought people to guard here, and if something unexpected happens, he can adapt to the situation.

"Old Lu, there should be nothing wrong, right? The lady is so awesome, and Xiao Shun is still inside."

Gong Hongliang, his subordinate in the co-pilot, spoke.

"I heard from Mr. Song's tone, it seems that the boy named Xiao has caused something big. It's better to be cautious. Of course it's best if you're fine." Lu Jianzhang sniffed.

Xiao Shun made such a big deal about the Wuxi Elixir Auction, so with Song Qingzhou's energy, he naturally got the news immediately.

He never expected Xiao Shun to openly challenge the Wu Xie in this way. In his opinion, this was too high-profile, and it was just seeking death.

So he immediately called Lu Jianzhang and asked them to protect Song Ling'er.

"Old Lu, look!"

About half an hour later, Gong Hongliang said softly.

Under the night, more than a dozen figures, rising and falling, entered the villa.

The two of them immediately tense up.

at the same time.

Under the pavilion.

Xiao Shun and Song Ling'er looked at each other. With their cultivation level at this time, the five senses of cultivation were much more sensitive than ordinary people, and Duan Jiaxiu was physically forging techniques, so he was naturally not as good as the two of them in this regard.

Song Ling'er stood up from the bench, stretched her body, grabbed the teacup on the stone table and drank a sip of tea, and smiled and said, "It's time to do work."

As soon as the words were finished, a dozen figures appeared in sight not far away and quickly approached this side.

In a blink of an eye, it was approaching.

The leader was a hunched old woman with a dry face like a pine bark, and her face was covered with wrinkles, but Shuangming was extremely clear. She grinned and a few shaky teeth were exposed, which looked particularly groggy under the night.

"Xiaodaomen came to visit late at night, so I'm sorry for him. Please forgive me." The old woman said in a hoarse voice as if she had sand in her throat.

"You are so old that you don't have a good rest at home. You run to us in the middle of the night. What advice do you have?" Xiao Shun said with a playful smile.

"Can you sell our Jingyuan Pills for a few of us?" A bald man next to the old woman, with a thin body and a sharp-mouthed and monkey cheek, asked with a short knife in her hand and a playful smile on her face.

"Of course, how much do you plan to pay?" Xiao Shun took a sip of the tea ceremony.

"Our small sect has always been short of money. How about 10,000 yuan per coin?" said the bald man.

"Not really, since you are here to grab it, it's not cost-effective to spend too much money." Xiao Shun said.

"Since Mr. Xiao has seen it, we might as well open the skylight and say something bright. We have no intention of hurting your life. As long as you hand over the Jingyuan Pill and the Marrow Cleansing Pill, we will leave immediately. See you again in the future. Our Xiaodaomen Jing will be three points." The old woman said.

"Grandma, what's the point of snatching him? Just grab it." said one of the tall women.

They traveled more than a dozen people, but there were only three people on the other side.

As we all know, all alchemists have always been very ordinary in martial arts. The other little girl, a big guy, is definitely not their opponent.

"You should be more than the ones who covet my pill. Aren't you afraid of the mantis in front of the oriole behind?" Xiao Shun said with a faint smile.

"Since you're here, don't hide, just come out."

Just as they were talking just now, more than a wave of people had already quietly hid in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Haha, it's really lively tonight."
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