At night, a black shadow came out of Ling Mansion and flew towards the west of the city. This black shadow was nothing but Ling Muyun, who had just rushed back to Beijing during the day, was going to find Wu Yingxiong when he was traveling in the middle of the night.

Xicheng is a place where high-ranking officials and nobles gather in the capital. It can be said to be the aristocratic area of ​​the capital. The residences of many princes and nobles and important officials of the court are in Xicheng. The residences where Wu Yingxiong live are actually the residence of his father Wu Sangui in Beijing. Wu Sangui is the Prince of Pingxi, and one of the most powerful people in the Qing court was naturally the leader in the aristocratic circle of the Qing court, so his residence is also located in Xicheng.

Ling Muyun left his mansion and flew all the way to the west city, crossing the ridges, flying over the eaves and walls. He was rushing freely at the feet of the emperor in this important place in the capital, without any awe of the imperial power. However, it is not surprising that if Ling Muyun had a little awe of the imperial power, he would not have done such a "big rebellious" thing as killing the Empress Dowager and seriously injuring the emperor.

Because the martial law has not been lifted, the curfew was enforced at night in the capital. The common people stayed at home honestly, and teams of city defense troops patrolled the streets and alleys of Beijing. Ling Muyun also encountered many along the way, but Ling Muyun, who was possessed with a skill, did not care about this at all. Even if he collided with the city defense troops, he did not slow down and just passed by these city defense troops in a noble manner or above his head.

Because the night was dark, Ling Muyun's light skills were unique in the world. Even if they passed by these patrolling city defense forces, they could only vaguely see a shadow at best, and they could not confirm at all, and could only think that they were dazzled.

A group of city guard soldiers patrolling in the West City were walking sparring on the streets with spears. Many soldiers were dozing off while walking. They were called out to patrol when they were not sleeping at home on this night. These city guards who were used to being lazy really couldn't cheer up.

Although some other soldiers did not doze off, they were not idle either. While walking, they lowered their heads and whispered, talking about topics such as the white butt of the little widow of the Wang family on the East Street, the big peach blossoms of Xiuchun Tower, the little wife of the Li family on the West Street and Zhang San next door, and they occasionally made lewd laughs.

The leader of the team would occasionally turn around and scold a few times. Although it was scolding, it was not harsh. The soldiers who were talking and laughing would lower their voices and then talk about their own. This situation was already common among the city guards, and all the soldiers patrolling were like this.

Although the Qing Dynasty had not been too long, the army had become much corrupt and degenerate. The former Eight Banners Iron Cavalry had become a cockfighter, and these city defense troops stationed in the prosperous areas of the capital were even more unbearable.

Although Ling Muyun went to the palace to make such a fuss that made the Qing court angry, the emperor and his group of officials were just angry. What's the matter with them? Those officials were relaxed. When the upper lip touched the lower lip, they were both martial law and curfew. But were they the pawns who were actually responsible for running errands?

During the day, martial law inspections were conducted. Because there was oil and water to catch, it could still inspire the spirit of these city defense soldiers. However, the curfew patrol this night was a mess and there was no benefit. Who would want to do it? It would be strange if they were serious.

At this moment, Ling Muyun flew from the house on one side of the street to the house on the other side, and happened to pass over the heads of the patrol officers and soldiers. A patrol soldier raised his head and yawned, accidentally caught the shadow of Ling Muyun flying past. He couldn't help but say "huh", pulling the sleeve of a person next to him and saying, "I just seemed to see a black shadow flying over my head."

The man next to him glanced up with his eyes and saw nothing, so he said angrily: "How can there be any black shadows? Have you not sleep at all during the day? I have told you that if you are on duty and patrol at night, you should sleep first during the day, so that you can't stand sleeping at night, and you just don't listen. Look, now, you are still walking and you start talking in your sleep."

"No, I really saw a black shadow flying over our heads."

"You said it's trance, and trance is a precursor to sleeping and dreaming."

"Am I really sleepy and my eyes were blurred?" The soldier was also disconfident when his companion said that. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, and then looked up again. However, at this time, Ling Muyun had already escaped from a distance, so where could he see it?

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Ling Muyun naturally didn't know these little episodes on the road. He rushed all the way and rushed outside Wu Yingxiong's mansion without long. Seeing that there were soldiers guards in front of the mansion, Ling Muyun naturally would not be so stupid that he rushed through the gate, but turned outside the back wall of the mansion. After hearing that there was no movement inside, he immediately stepped over the wall.

After entering the mansion, Ling Muyun found that the mansion was extremely strict, with three steps and five steps. From time to time, patrol guards could be seen passing by. Except for the size, the defense density alone was no less than that of the palace, and even more than that of the palace. Ling Muyun couldn't help but laugh in his heart, knowing that Wu Yingxiong was probably scared to be a frightened bird by the fact that he had entered the inn to capture and coerce every night, otherwise he would not have created such a situation.

Unfortunately, although the guards in Wu Yingxiong's mansion are strong, they are still a little short of time to deal with Ling Muyun. Especially when he had obtained the structural defense map of Wu Yingxiong's mansion from Qi Yuankai in advance, the security arranged by Wu Yingxiong with great efforts is not only useless in Ling Muyun's eyes, but it is not much different.

Ling Muyun hid along the way, crossed the house and followed the map provided by Qi Yuankai, and successfully touched the backyard where Wu Yingxiong lived.

As soon as he approached the yard, Ling Muyun felt more than a dozen quite strong auras hidden in the yard, guarding the room where Wu Yingxiong lived. There were people lurking in front of and behind the house, and there was no blind spot at all. Unless he could fly to the sky and escape, it would be impossible to sneak into Wu Yingxiong's bedroom without knowing it.

Obviously, after experiencing the last incident, Wu Yingxiong attached more importance to his safety, and his defense was more than twice as strong as before.

Ling Muyun no longer bothered when he saw this scene. He immediately appeared from the shadows in the corner of the wall where he was hiding. He moved his body and rushed to the front of the courtyard wall. Then he rose up, flying over the courtyard like a big bird, and falling into the courtyard where Wu Yingxiong lived. Since it was impossible to sneak in, let's do it openly. "Who!" Several shouts sounded in the courtyard almost at the same time. Then several figures rushed out from all corners of the courtyard, rushing towards Ling Muyun like a tiger. One of the closest ones rushed to Ling Muyun in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of here!"

Ling Muyun snorted coldly, shook his hand and waved Kanglong from the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms and slapped it out.

With a dull "bang", Ling Muyun's Kanglong Youhui collided with the man's palms, and two "cracks" sounds were heard. The man's arms were broken and broken. The powerful palm force hit his chest, knocking his entire chest to collapse. A mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs spewed out, and his body seemed to be a kite with a broken thread. He flew backwards faster than before, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Ling Muyun's instant killing method shocked the guards in the courtyard who were responsible for protecting Wu Yingxiong, but these people were all experienced in battles. They were just a little stunned for a moment, and then they all flapped their weapons and rushed towards Ling Muyun.

However, Ling Muyun was impatient to get entangled with these guards again, and immediately shouted sternly: "Stop it all, I'm here to deliver the antidote to Wu Yingxiong. If you don't want Wu Yingxiong to die well, stop it, otherwise I will turn around and leave, and you will wait to collect Wu Yingxiong's corpse!"

"Everyone stops!"

A call suddenly sounded, and several guards who were about to pounce on Ling Muyun stopped and rushed forward, but they still stared at Ling Muyun with bad eyes in their hands.

Two others ran to rescue the guard who was beaten away by Ling Muyun. But when they came to the man, they found that the man had already lost his breath. The two men immediately turned their eyes to Ling Muyun angrily, and the hatred and murderous intent in their eyes could be seen by the fool.

Ling Muyun didn't care about this. If he could kill someone, he would have been killed many times and wouldn't have stood here forever.

His eyes looked at the man who ordered, and he saw that he was a tall and thin military officer. Ling Muyun was not unfamiliar with him. It was Yang Yizhi, the general officer who was responsible for protecting Wu Yingxiong when he broke into the inn at night.

"It's General Yang. We're meeting again. Go inside and inform your master and say I'm here." Ling Muyun said with a faint smile.

Speaking of which, Yang Yizhi's martial arts skills are quite good. He can compete with Lu Gaoxuan and is considered a first-class expert in the world. However, for Ling Muyun today, he can only wave his hand, so it is not worthy of his attention.

Although Ling Muyun was still covered in black veil, Yang Yizhi obviously identified his identity from his figure and voice, and said, "You wait here first, I will go in and report to the prince."

"Go, I'm not in a hurry, but I think your master must be very anxious. Hahaha..."
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