Xu Jinhua is a handsome-looking middle-aged man with three strands of clear beard under his chin. At this time, he was stroking his beard and frowning: "Madam, what happened?"

Li Feiyan said softly: "There may be assassins. Master, please continue to sleep. I will go out and take a look."

"Let's go and take a look." Xu Jinhua said solemnly.

The two of them got dressed, pushed the door open, and saw Ding Xingqing standing outside, wearing a black shirt, blending in with the surrounding night.

Under the moonlight, her beautiful face was slightly sunken, and her eyes were shining brightly.

Xu Jinhua felt that there was a cold air on her body. She was obviously a very beautiful girl, but she gave people a dangerous feeling.

"Uncle Master." Ding Xingqing said: "An assassin has been solved."

"Looking for me?"

Ding Xingqing looked at Xu Jinhua: "I should be looking for Mr. Xu."

Xu Jinhua frowned: "Looking for me?"

"He is a master from a small sect." Ding Xingqing said: "The swordsman from Beijiang Sword Sect came to assassinate Lord Xu in order to avenge the elders of the sect."

"Beijiang Sword Sect..." Xu Jinhua thought for a while and finally shook his head: "I have never heard of such a sect."

As the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Personnel, he had nothing to do with punishment, only the promotion of officials. I really can't think of where he got the hatred.

Ding Xingqing said: "Maybe Mr. Xu did it unintentionally."

"Master Nephew Ding, have you checked carefully?" Li Feiyan said: "Who is he looking for? Is he really the master?"

"Yes." Ding Xingqing said: "He insisted that he wanted to take revenge on Master Xu, saying that Master Xu had harmed his senior brother."

"Inexplicable." Xu Jinhua snorted, "Just throw it to the city guards."

"Yes." Ding Xingqing agreed: "Uncle Master, Mr. Xu, you should go back and rest. There is nothing to see."

"Let me meet the assassin." Xu Jinhua said.

He always felt inexplicable that he had offended someone for no reason and was being assassinated. It was so unjust.

"Where to go!" A voice echoed through the night sky.

Ding Xingqing frowned.

"Junior sister Ding, the three guys, divide into three groups!" came a shout from afar.

Ding Xingqing stood next to Li Feiyan and Xu Jinhua and said softly: "Uncle Master, Mr. Xu, go back to the house!"

Li Feiyan turned around and went back to the house. Seeing this, Xu Jinhua didn't try to be brave and followed him back. However, at the door, he saw Li Feiyan walking out again with a sword in hand.

"lady!"

"Master, please go into the house first, and I'll help them!"

"Madam, you haven't done anything for a long time, how can you still do it?" Xu Jinhua said solemnly: "Forget it."

"We can't let them do it on their own, I just sit there obediently." Li Feiyan shook her head.

"Madam, just sit down and help." Xu Jinhua said: "Although you feel sorry, but if you feel comfortable, they will suffer, and you will be unhelpful!"

"Master——!" Li Feiyan glared at him dissatisfied.

Xu Jinhua said: "Madam, tell me how often you don't have time to practice martial arts. I know that martial arts is a thing that cannot be practiced without practicing for a day, let alone how long it has been since you practiced!"

"...My skills haven't fallen yet." Li Feiyan hummed, "My cultivation is still there."

If the cultivation level is not there, it is impossible to stay young forever, so I have never relaxed in practicing the mental method.

However, all the time can only be spent on maintaining the practice of mind skills, and the practice of sword skills and palm skills fell behind.

Moreover, as Mrs. Gaoming, she had no chance to take action. She had her own bodyguards, so there was no need to waste her time.

If you have this time, why don't you practice more mental methods, or get together with other wives of Gaoming, chat, communicate and enhance your relationship.

This will also help Xu Jinhua's promotion.

Xu Jinhua grabbed her lapel.

"Master——!" Li Feiyan stomped her feet: "Hurry up, let go, I have to help!"

"Don't go!" Xu Jinhua said: "I don't want to lose my wife at this time, so I'd better stay here honestly."

"You..." Li Feiyan blushed with anger.

But she couldn't use force, lest she hurt Xu Jinhua. Xu Jinhua's cultivation was too shallow and he couldn't resist a blow of his own.

Ding Xingqing's eyes suddenly brightened, turning into a hazy shadow and shooting at the two of them. She waved her long sword and the cold light surged.

Two masked men in black pounced on her with swords.

"Bang bang!" Ding Xingqing's long sword was just a cover. It was suddenly thrown out, and then lightly hit the two men in black with both palms.

They didn't expect that Ding Xingqing's movements were so agile, nor did they expect that her palms were so strange. Their attention was diverted away by the long sword, and they received a solid slap and flew into the wall.

They slid down softly and lost the ability to continue.

Five women fluttered down from the wall, as light as feathers.

"Senior Sister Ding, we have already captured it."

"Get it here."

"yes."

The five women floated over the wall again, and soon turned over again, carrying eight people in their hands, and threw them into the center of the yard.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The eight people fell to the ground like mud, and the ground shook several times.

"Senior Sister Ding, it's them."

Ding Xingqing looked at Li Feiyan, who was standing at the threshold of the house, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I have taken them all."

Only then did Xu Jinhua let go of his hand.

Li Feiyan glared at him angrily, came to Ding Xingqing's side, pointed her long sword at the eight in front of her, and then pointed at the two under the wall: "Are they in the same group?"

They were all dressed in black attire, with black scarves covering their faces. They were dressed in standard night-walker style. It was hard to say they were in the same group.

Ding Xingqing nodded slightly: "They are in a group and divided into three groups. They must have a careful plan."

"It's a pity that they didn't expect Master Ding and nephews to be here." Li Feiyan said with a smile: "I have to thank you very much this time, otherwise, our husband and wife would really be in trouble!"

If they were able to break in, the guards in the mansion obviously didn't stop them. Looking at the movement and sword skills of the two of them just now, I might not be able to cope with them.

If you can't do it yourself, then your husband can't do it either, so tonight we became a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate.

It doesn't matter if I die, I'm afraid they won't spare the others in the house and kill Hui'er and the three of them too.

Then you will die with your eyes closed.

"Uncle Master, there is no need to thank us," Ding Xingqing said: "It was the deputy sect leader's clever calculation that they would come and assassinate you, Uncle Master Li."

Li Feiyan smiled and said: "I want to thank you both as deputy sect leader...who are these guys?"

Ding Xingqing said: "According to the calculations of the deputy sect leader, he belongs to the Nine Yuan Holy Sect."

"Nine Yuan Holy Sect, what a coward!" Xu Jinhua snorted coldly.

Ding Xingqing nodded: "They are all crazy people, and they have to pull a few people to support them before they die."

She stretched out her hand.

A girl flew lightly to the wall, pulled out a sword, flew back to Ding Xingqing, and handed the sword to her.

Ding Xingqing took the sword, came to a masked man in black, and stabbed it directly into the heart of the masked man in black.

The masked man in black glared at him, his eyes gradually dimming.

Ding Xingqing came to the second masked man in black and stabbed him again in the heart, stabbing him to death.

Li Feiyan opened her mouth, but closed it again.

Xu Jinhua watched with cold eyes, but secretly sighed in his heart, who said that all the disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect are as gentle as water, kind and pure.

This Ding Xingqing is not like this.

Grain capsules

Ding Xingqing stopped in front of the third man in black and said calmly: "Are you, the Nine-Yuan Holy Sect, trying to pull us Jade Butterfly Sect disciples into the background?"

As she spoke, she lightly tapped the man in black on the shoulder with her sword.

The man in black immediately untied his acupuncture point and sneered: "You bitch, you are useless, you can't escape."

"So, if you don't succeed this time, there will be another group of people who insist on killing us Jade Butterfly Sect disciples, right?"

"You will soon go down to keep us company!" The man in black sneered without fear: "You will die miserably, and you can't wait to die early!"

Ding Xingqing nodded lightly: "I am really too scared to kill you. I want to kneel down and beg for mercy from you."

As she spoke, she gently moved the sword, and the tip of the sword pierced the heart of the man in black, stabbing him to death again.

Ding Xingqing came to the fourth man in black.
To be continued...