Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said, "They were the helpers he invited, why did they take action against him?"

Ximen Chuxue said coldly: "You should also ask him about this sentence!"

Before Lu Xiaofeng asked, Yan Renying had already said it, looking angry: "They were not invited by me! They came to me by themselves."

"They volunteered to help you get revenge?"

Yan Renying nodded: "They themselves said that they are all old friends of their ancestors."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You believe it?"

Yan Renying lowered his head again. He was too young and he didn't understand the tricks in the world.

Lu Xiaofeng could only smile bitterly: "Do you know why they wanted to kill you?"

Yan Renying hesitated and said, "As soon as they arrived here, they plotted against me. I seemed to hear them say something."

"What's the matter?"

"It's not that we want to kill you, it's those three wax figures that killed you." This is what they said when Yan Renying fell down!

“What wax figure?”

Yan Renying said: "It was the wax figure that my senior brother pinched. The seven of us are the smartest ones, and they have skillful hands. He looked at your face and hid his hands in his sleeves. He could pinch your image out soon, and it was exactly the same as yours."

"Could he be the family of the 'Clay Man Zhang' in the capital?"

"Beijing was originally his hometown." Yan Renying said: "He is very familiar with people on the ground."

That's why he recognized Ma Liu Brother! Lu Xiaofeng's heart moved, and Yan Renying said again: "When he broke up with me, there were no wax figures on his body, but when I buryed his body, three wax figures fell out of his arms."

"Where are these three wax figures now?" Lu Xiaofeng asked immediately.

"It's on me." Yan Renying said: "But I don't recognize all the three people he pinched."

Lu Xiaofeng recognized that he could recognize at least two of them, and he could tell at a glance. Zhang Fengying did have a pair of skilled hands, but unfortunately the third wax figure had been flattened: "This is General Manager Wang and Brother Ma Liu."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "These three wax figures must have been pinched before he died, because he already knew that these three people were going to kill him."

Han Wen said: "Do you think these three people are the real murderers who killed him?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It must be."

Han Wen said: "Before he died, he wanted his junior brother to avenge him, so he found the true face of the murderer?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Not bad."

Ximen Chuxue frowned and said, "But at that moment of life and death, where did he find wax to pinch the image?"

"He doesn't need to look for it." Yan Renying answered the question: "He always carries a large ball of wax on his body. When he is fine, he will just pinch it in his care and play with it."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "It seems that his skillful hands are not born, but are trained."

In fact, not only do you need to practice hard, but you also need to have a fanaticism and hobby that others cannot understand. No matter what happens, you need to have a fanatical hobby for him first. Just like Ximen Chuxue's love for swords.

Ximen Chuxue couldn't help but show a touched expression on her face because he understood. No one knew this kind of emotion more clearly than he did. When he was a teenager, even when he was taking a shower and sleeping, he was holding his sword in his hand.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Han Wen and said, "Zhang Fengying asked Brother Ma Liu to take him to the eunuch's nest. Is it to find you?"

"Who knows?" Han Wen spread his hands and said, "I went around the eunuch's nest like this big yesterday. I think I've been to the eunuch's nest, right? But now I know that he accidentally broke the secret between General Manager Wang and Brother Ma Liu! So they wanted to kill him to silence him."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded: "Although General Manager Wang and Brother Ma Liu are incompetent, the third person must be a master. He himself knows that he is definitely not an opponent of this person, and he knows that he will die, so he secretly pinched out their appearance so that people can avenge him!"

Because he had concluded that others would never think that these three people would be the murderer. It can be seen that the secret these three people were discussing must be a very amazing secret.

Lu Xiaofeng continued: "The houses there are narrow and there are many people. They can't find a place to hide their bodies, and in a hurry, they can't destroy the bodies."

Han Wen raised his eyebrows: "So they carried the body on the horse's back and transported it out."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "They originally wanted to blame you and let you join the people of the Emei Sect to get angry. This is a trick of killing two birds with one stone."

Although the truth has been revealed now, the most important thing is that they still don’t know that the third wax figure has been crushed. Who is this "third person"? He went to the eunuch's den to find General Manager Wang to discuss what secret is it? Does this secret also have something to do with the battle tomorrow night?

"Stop thinking about it! Are you suspicious of the honest monk?" Han Wen stared at Lu Xiaofeng, saw Lu Xiaofeng nodding, and said slowly: "How many people do you think can kill people with such sharp sword skills in the world?"

"Besides you and me, I want to have the five fingers?" Ximen Chuxue said: "The elder Mu Taoist, Ye Gucheng, and the other one who lives in seclusion on the 'Holy Mother's Water' Peak. Apart from that, there should be no one else!"

"Do you know that person?" Han Wen asked with interest;

Ximen Chuxue said coldly and said, "There was a fight, and even I dare not snatch your sharp edge. He...hum!"

"Now is not the time to talk about your swordsmanship! Brother Han! Do you know who you mean?" Lu Xiaofeng looked at Han Wen with a burning look, and at the same time shook the flattened wax figure in his hand.

Han Wen sneered and said, "These people use the sword technique of Hainan Sword Sect, and even the acupoint-clicking methods. Although their South China Sea Sword Sect is not as good as the seven major sword sects in the Central Plains, they should not be underestimated. Who do you think they are the ones who can make them work so hard? Who can make them so willing?"

"Flying Fairy Island in the South China Sea!" Lu Xiaofeng licked her lips: "Is this a little arbitrary based on this?"

"What if I tell you that Ye Gucheng is a descendant of the royal family of the previous dynasty?" Han Wen said coldly: "What if I tell you that the prince of the Southern King is exactly the same as the emperor today? What if I tell you that Ye Gucheng was a flash in the pan in the capital and opened the way with beautiful flowers, not because he wanted to cover up the stench on his body. But why he was afraid that others would know that he was not injured?"

"How do you know these?" Lu Xiaofeng was shocked. These news was enough to make him understand everything he couldn't understand! It turned out that the two swords competed for the decisive battle against the Forbidden City, Ye Gucheng pointed his sword at the emperor, and had other plans!

Han Wen sneered: "I said, I know much more than you imagined! Originally, I didn't care what he was going to do or what person he wanted to kill. All this had nothing to do with me. Unfortunately! He is now not sincere and Jian doesn't believe him! I don't want to fight him like this!"

"So you want me to force him out and destroy all his plans. Then, face the peak state... you are crazy!" Lu Xiaofeng pondered for a long time, as if he was muttering unconsciously, but his last sentence was inexplicably shocked.

"Don't you, Lu Xiaofeng, like to meddle in other people's business the most? Then why don't you worry about it this time?" Han Wen hurriedly with his hands on his back: "Why did he make a mistake? It's because you, the other person, are here! Your actions will involve the actions of all martial arts people! He can also achieve his goals easily!"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, but Han Wen said, "It seems that you will never understand me! We are destined to be friends! See you again!"

After saying that, Han Wen had already flew away. Ximen Chuxue glanced at the sword in her hand and said, "Every swordsman has his own pride! You are insulting him!"

"So that... it's mine?" Lu Xiaofeng shook her head in depression;

Yan Renying stood beside him, frightened, suddenly walked over and bowed to Ximen Chuxue.

Ximen Chuxue said coldly: "You don't have to thank me. The person who saved you is not me, but Lu Xiaofeng!"

Yan Renying said, "I am not thanking you for saving my life, nor can I thank you." He had a very strange expression on his face. In the flashing fire, he didn't know if he wanted to laugh or cry. "I bowed to you to take it back to my junior sister."

Ximen Chuxue was stunned: "What is it for?"

"Because I have always misunderstood her, and have always looked down on her, thinking that she shouldn't be with her master's enemies." Yan Renying hesitated and finally mustered up the courage to say it: "But now I understand that hatred is not as important as I had imagined..."

Hatred is not necessary to take revenge. There are many emotions in the world that are far stronger and more noble than hatred. He did not say these words, and he could not say them. But he knew it in his heart, because the hatred in his heart is far less strong than gratitude. He suddenly picked up his senior brother's body and took big steps. Although it was still dark in the distance, the light was already in sight.

Lu Xiaofeng watched him go away and sighed: "He is still a young man after all. Every time I see such a young man, I always feel that the world is still very good, and it is also good to be able to live."

Life is lovely. Life is full of hope. Ximen Chuxue's eyes showed that warmth. This was not because the fire was flashing in his eyes, but because the ice and snow in his heart had melted.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and suddenly patted his shoulder, saying, "I finally saved someone today. How does it feel to save someone!"

Ximen Chuxue had a little understanding. Han Wen once said that his sword was more sharp, but he had no love! He originally sneered at this sentence from Han Wen because Han Wen was an executioner, the executioner's sword, and he had love? But now... he smiled and said, "It's better than killing people!"

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned: "You can laugh too?"

"Why can't it?" Ximen Chuxue asked back: "What are we going to do now?"

"Look for Ye Gucheng! I think I know where he is! Han Wen said he had seen two Ye Gucheng, one in the dilapidated temple and the other in the side of the Prince of Southern King! What can be confirmed now is that Ye Gucheng himself is in the dilapidated temple! Because people like him - world-weary!" Lu Xiaofeng set out with confidence!

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuxue went to find Ye Gucheng himself, but Han Wen wanted to find a few other people to cut off Ye Gucheng's hope, and thus force him to fight a peak battle with him! The first thing he was to bear was the fake Ye Gucheng!

There is a mysterious master beside Du Tongxuan, and that person is Ye Gucheng's substitute! It is difficult to find him for a person with great martial arts skills, but it is easy to find Du Tongxuan. This man, known as Grand Secretary Du, is still drinking tea leisurely without knowing that death is coming!

Han Wen came and landed lightly in front of him. He looked around with a cold face and asked directly: "Where is the person next to you?"

"Your Excellency... who is it? I don't know what you are talking about!" Du Tongxuan has been in a high position for a long time and is not surprised when he changes. He knows that he has ambushed so many good men outside this manor but has not found the trace of this person. This man must be a peerless master! He dare not be disrespectful.

"Where is the man in black beside you? This is the second time!" Han Wen said, pursing his lips. There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

Du Tongxuan was speechless. Once he said it, he would be afraid that he would die! But if he didn't say it, it might be a death! For a moment, he was confused. He had a handle and was held in his hands, otherwise he would not dare to take the blame for the world. He bought privately in the capital. All of these were instructed by others!

Han Wen became impatient, and a flash of light flashed out, Du Tongxuan's heart suddenly became cold. The biting coldness made him get goose bumps all over his body, and a few strands of hair slowly drifted down the top of his head. Death was so close to him!

Du Tongxuan closed his eyes and said for a long time: "I really don't know where he went!"

"Then go and die!" Han Wen used a backhand sword and turned around and left. The teahouse soon caused an uproar. Boss Du, a bully in the south of Beijing, actually followed Li Yanbei's footsteps. He had no strength to resist and was killed directly!

After killing Du Tongxuan, Han Wen came to General Manager Wang of the Nei. He was easy to find. He was in the eunuch's nest, which was on the northwest corner of the Forbidden City. This place was as dark and outdated as ever. Those who have never been here would never have thought that there would be such a dark and humble corner in the solemn and magnificent Forbidden City.

Under the magnificent city wall, there is a small house made of wooden boards and acres, which is poor and simple. The streets are also narrow and dirty. There are small rice shops on both sides that have been smoked black, small teahouses like chicken coops, and small grocery stores filled with eggs and oil sauce.

The wind was filled with smoke, wine, salted fish and moldy tofu, and all kinds of weird odors that were indescribable, mixed with the aroma of shaved oil on a woman's head, the aroma of fried pork ribs and stewed dog meat, and it was mixed into an indescribable and unimaginable smell.

The eunuchs are all a group of monsters, and they are rarely out of the capital, so this place has been found. No matter the high or low, they like to come here to play. The King of the Daweng is no exception. He is gambled and is like a chicken blood at this time. He rolls up his sleeves and screams, without paying attention, someone has already come in.

There is a bad smell on them, because although they have fewer things on them, they have a lot of trouble. It is especially inconvenient to take a bath, so they often don’t take a bath for several months. This way, it can be imagined.

Han Wen shook his nose, his figure flashed, and his collar was gone with his head holding Mr. Wang. It smelled too bad here. Because his movements were too fast, the eunuchs who were immersed in gambling had not yet returned. They just waited for Mr. Wang to bet before he had already put the bet, and he looked up and wanted to urge him, but the person disappeared!

The eunuchs called out in fear and looked carefully. Finally, they couldn't help but scream, cheered each other up, and looked out with torches. Under the Forbidden City in Xueye, General Manager Wang's neck seemed to be bitten by a poisonous snake, but it was a sword wound, clean and neat, and a sword sealed the throat!

Compared to Du Tongxuan's hard bones, Mr. Wang was like a bamboo tube filled with beans. The Korean sword was placed on his neck, and he just poured beans into the bamboo tube and explained everything! Of course, he died very quickly, faster than Du Tongxuan!

Han Wen has now learned about the whereabouts of the Prince of Southern King, including the whereabouts of the fake Ye Gucheng. With a sneer on his face, a few rabbits and falcons went straight to their hiding place. As long as they were killed, Ye Gucheng would have no worries, and the battle between them would be even more exciting!

The Yellow River is far away among the white clouds, and there is an isolated city of thousands of feet high mountains. Why should Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not cross Yumen Pass?

Ye Gucheng, a Baiyun City Lord who is extremely cold at a high place, actually would assassinate the emperor among the free and easy white clouds, and also played a very meticulous but complex game, which many people couldn't understand.

Han Wen also didn't understand! But he would rather let Ye Gucheng die under his sword, because a noble and arrogant person like him, like a sword immortal in the sky, should not have been contaminated with the dust of the mortal world!

I don’t know if the prince of the Southern King looks like the emperor Han Wen, because he has never seen the emperor before, but his style makes Han Wen disgusted. Before he becomes emperor, he began to show off the emperor’s prologue, wearing a dragon robe, and whispering me!

"Who are you?" A snow-white figure blocked Han Wen's way. This person was very alert and had high martial arts skills. Otherwise, Han Wen would not have been found within three meters of Korean. But at the same time, his words also revealed his identity.
To be continued...