Hongyun came to this Bashu Jinzhu City, which means Xia Ning.

The queen just brought a message: "You have been away for a long time and no one has taken care of you. Hongyun is familiar with you, so she comes. My sister is in the imperial capital. Although it is a little trouble, there are Fengchang and Yinghuo two secret guards, but it is fine, don't worry."

Hongyun reported when no one was around. After reporting, he said directly: "The Lord, the Empress's secret guard has discovered the movements of the Blood Clothing Tower, so he made preparations in advance and no need to worry."

"Is there any big news about the prince's battle for the throne recently?"

Hongyun also has a secret spy at the prince's place. She thought about it carefully and shook her head and said, "The wind is calm, there is no abnormality."

Xia Ji said "Oh", "Sister, since you ask you to come, I will fire the maids from Beppu. You will be allowed to eat all three meals a day. By the way, I will make more every day."

Hongyun responded respectfully: "Yes."

"Go down."

As the sound fell, the red cloud disappeared into the shadow. Not long after, the window moved gently, and a shadow shot out.

Xia Ji smiled. Hongyun really looked like an assassin. She didn't even leave the door. Is this showing herself her progress over the days?

But in terms of martial arts, she is still a child who can't even walk.

His smile immediately calmed down and he murmured softly:

"The Blood Clothing Tower failed once, and the reward was cancelled again. Why do you have the confidence to do it again? This is one of them.

At this time, I went to the capital and launched a large-scale attack. I was afraid that Xia Ning would be the target, but why was this time? This is the second one."

But I also left a trump card in the capital. If I invade from the assassin level, unless...

Xia Ji suddenly thought of a deeper world under the Blood Clothing Tower.

His eyebrows were locked.

He murmured in a deep voice:

"Ghost Manor, Marquis Dingbei, if you dare to touch Xia Ning, I will kill you all the chickens and dogs."

...

...

Although the Blood Clothing Tower was full of its nest, it was still stopped.

As long as the four secret guards control the movements of the assassins and send out one at will, it will be enough to stop these assassins from the upper class, let alone the two secret guards of Xia Ning Fengchang and Yinghuo.

The Blood Clothing Tower is also a figure in the martial arts world. It is even more constrained and difficult to move when it appears in Lei Jingyun's territory.

Lei Jingyun's adoptive father is Wang Ge Lao. Wang Ge Lao's daughter has an engagement with the queen's younger brother. Wang Ge Lao's investment target, the sixth prince, is the empress's adopted son. This relationship is well-managed by Lei Tang.

She is a member of the Queen's power.

Therefore, the 1.4-meter-fourth-meter-long master of Lei Hall was a local snake. After roughly knowing that the Blood-Clothing Tower came to the capital, he directly sent one-third of the twenty-four solar term killers, and two of the six small masters sent to transfer the blind man Wang Da, Zhao Erde, and Wang Sancr. He then invited Ximen, who had been in seclusion and had been in seclusion and understanding before, and the Chi Luohan who had just returned from the Daxue Mountain Tantra a few days ago, was determined to find the senior demon monk.

The kings in the daytime look normal, but at night, there will be bloody storms.

People often fall down inexplicably and die of hilariousness.

Or a couple was walking by the lake, pointing to the sky and saying "Look, meteor", and then a big, beautiful head with wide eyes fell from the sky, landed in front of the two, causing screams.

This is a purely assassin-level confrontation.

Secret guards, assassins, local snakes.

Walking at night in the sky.

Ordinary people can't even understand where the battle is being fought, but in the silent darkness, there are people constantly dying.

There are only dead people, no alive.

Either live or die, there is no third way.

Thunderstorm Hall, the 1.4-meter-long master of Thunderstorm Hall was drinking a cup of white tea that he could not finish, listening to the reports again and again.

But every time I report, there are words like "no survivor, the other party is willing to spare no life, not afraid of death, and there is poison hidden between his teeth."

As the report progressed, the information obtained by Lord Lei was "They hid deeper, and even if they used the city's eyeliner, it would be difficult to pursue it."

The capital at night.

The darkness became deeper and deeper.

The moon has disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, the lanterns on the streets of Wangdu are also disappearing rapidly. Whenever a torch is lit, the torch will be extinguished in the next moment.

Like the eternal night when terror comes.

The effect of the thunderstorm hall is getting smaller and smaller.

This has become a battle between the secret guard and the elite level of the Blood Clothing Tower.

There was no thrilling fighting sound.

There is no exaggerated battle.

Some of them are just occasional metal brittle sounds, or screams and wails.

The night became a Shura field, and every household closed its doors.

...

North.

Dingbei Hou stood in the Wen family ancestral hall, lit three incense at midnight, with a pious expression.

"Please bless your ancestors and ancestors. Today we will kill the demon queen and open up a bright road to the Nine Five for Wuyou."

He bent down, lowered his head, and inserted the incense into the copper stove.

Retreat, kneel in the grass cushion, knock three times and nine times.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, the young black-armored general Lu Feng was guarding.

Although his face was young, his eyes were full of courage and determination, and even wildness, just like a tiger locked in a cage.

...

Royal Palace.

Golden Gui Palace.

The beautiful queen sat in the backyard and sprinkled handfuls of fish and food into the fish pond at midnight.

Outside the door, Eunuch Feng, a duck-like voice, came: "Empress, Concubine Xi is here."

Xia Ning sighed softly.

"If you knew that your sister wasn't a good person at all, even... would you spend one afternoon after another with me? Will you... still treat me as your family?"

She tidied her clouds towards the lake.

Under the lake, there were strange monster shadows hiding in the depths of the lake, staring at her quietly.

Xia Ning patted her cheeks with both hands, and her eyes gradually showed a firm look, "You should have a better life!"

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.

"Sister Ning, it's so late, what's the matter with finding Aixi?"

This little concubine with a somewhat charming temperament looked at the lord of the harem who was in power.

The phoenix clothes, the ink hairpin, and the lanterns in the long pavilion looked extremely charming, and even her heart beat faster when she saw it.

Where can there be men in the world who can resist her beauty?

"It's nothing, I can't sleep at night, so I want to ask someone to accompany me and talk for a while."

Ning Hou's voice was ethereal, as if it came from the horizon, and it was ringing in his heart.

...

at this time.

Royal Capital.

A carriage parked at the entrance of the alley in the north of the city.

The coachman's face was disfigured and he has never taken any work these days.

He was the one who followed Xia Ji from Jiangnan to Tianque City.

He had forgotten his name and his face disappeared. He had become accustomed to others calling him "the coachman".

He is a coachman, a coachman you can see everywhere, without a name, only an identity.

He was dozing in the darkness at this time...

However, the assassination in the darkness of the city seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Even the assassin passing by him seemed to have not noticed the existence of the coachman.

It took midnight to pass an hour.

The coachman opened his eyes.

He saw a ghost walking in the darkness in the middle of the street.
Chapter completed!