Over there, Lao Mei was already coming with a sharp aura.

The man in blue kept silent, jumped up, raised his hand, and a colorless silk thread in his hand came out.

At the same time, the left hand accumulates strength and faces Lao Mei.

Lao Mei fell down like a big roc, and her palms smashed down with thunderous thunder.

The man in blue met with one hand, and a bang exploded. Lao Mei's body stopped in the air. Just as she was about to chase him again, she saw the man in blue flying out, retreating a hundred feet. Then there was another flash and it disappeared.

Regardless of the shocking world, Lao Mei flew directly and stepped forward, brushing a stream of blue smoke in the air and rushed over. The man had turned into a small black dot in the distance.

The opponent was obviously prepared. If you miss a single blow, you will be able to travel thousands of miles away.

When Lao Mei came back, her face looked ugly. The assassin's cultivation was obviously weaker than her, but with the magical silk thread, she could walk away in an instant, but she was powerless.

"Assassinate me..." Yun Yang was spotless in his purple clothes, and frowned slightly: "Who is going to assassinate me?"

On the other side, Fang Mofei walked step by step with a serious expression.

"Lao Fang, can you tell the origin of the assassin?"

"Young Master, this assassin does not come from Senluo Ting." Fang Mofei said this with certainty first.

"What's the solution?" Yun Yang asked.

"If it comes from Senluo Ting, there will inevitably be a King of Hell. The King of Hell is a proof of mission, and the other hand, it is also a reminder for one's own people that this job is mine, and others should not interfere. This is the rule that the Sengluo Ting silver medal killer is followed above. This person is not weak and should be a gold medal killer, but from this person, I did not feel the existence of the King of Hell." Fang Mofei said.

Yun Yang nodded: "This person uses a flying knife."

"It may not be the Blood Knife Hall." Fang Mofei said: "As we all know, there are many killers who use swords in Wuqinglou, and many killers who use swords in Blood Knife Hall, but this is not a criterion; there will be exceptions. Moreover, flying knives are hidden weapons, not legitimate weapons."

"So my subordinates guess that this person is very likely from Wuqinglou." Fang Mofei said.

"Wuqinglou." Yun Yang pondered; "Sign up the price clearly, use money to kill people, do not ask whether it is right or wrong, regardless of cause or effect; the head is evidence, and never die!"

"Yes." Fang Mofei said: "As long as Wuqinglou takes on the task and the target is not dead, Wuqinglou will not give up, and will only come in batches. The difference is that to support them, the financial owners need to provide a large amount of fees..."

Yun Yang showed a smile on his face and said, "Yeah, I'm going to die, I like it very much."

...

Immediately, Yun Yang entered his room.

When he came out again, a new Nine Heavens Order had already been passed down like a big net.

"There are orders in the Nine Heavens, check! The killer in the world, who is in Tiantang recently, the characteristics, weapons... who hired the killer to assassinate the young master of the Marquis of Tianwaiyun..."

Go on with one order.

The underground world of Tiantang City was suddenly overturned!

"I'll go out for a walk."

Yun Yang threw down a sentence: "You two are at home to look after the house. Fang Mofei quickly recovered..." He was about to leave.

"Young Master, I'll follow you." Lao Mei looked serious: "That assassin..."

"No!" Yun Yang looked firm: "Lao Mei, you have your responsibility, I have my persistence. The more I am in danger, I should stick to my persistence."

Before Lao Mei could recall this sentence, Yun Yang had already walked out of the door and disappeared into the crowd.

I have my responsibility, you have your persistence... Lao Mei thought for a long time and finally wanted to say something: But my responsibility is to protect you...

By the time he thought of this sentence, Yun Yang had already disappeared...

Then Lao Mei suddenly remembered: "Young Master, those few greetings... If those young masters come..."

But there are crowds of people outside the door, and there are no traces of Yun Yang?

Lao Mei turned around speechlessly and saw Fang Mofei smiling at her with her chin raised.

"Why are you laughing?" Lao Mei walked over fiercely: "What do you think I can't do well? Don't think your true cultivation is higher than mine, but I can beat you to cry now!"

Fang Mofei smiled and said lightly: "I don't laugh at you, you can't do anything, it's just a little strange. The unicorn Jiaomei, who was rampant in the world, asked when did he become the butler of the Yun family..."

Lao Mei snorted angrily: "Do you care? I'm happy!"

He looked at Fang Mofei up and down: "What's wrong with the butler? Your Danxin Jade Sword has also come to our command?"

Fang Mo is both ridiculous and crying.

"Be honest in the future!" Lao Mei stared at her eyes: "Respect your direct superior!"

Fang Mofei: "..."

...

After Yun Yang left, he merged into the crowd.

When he wants to be noticed, even among thousands of troops, he can make himself a conspicuous center; but when he deliberately wants to hide, even when he walks alone in broad daylight, he can do nothing to pay attention to it.

Yun Zun’s method of concealing is unparalleled in the world!

He followed the crowd, as if he was drifting with the flow without direction, but after three or two turns, he arrived on a small road. At the end of the road, there was a small hill.

Below the hill, it was shrouded in thick fog.

This is the original Nine Lord Mansion, which is the original Nine Heavens Formation. Since the Nine Lords’ incident, the Nine Heavens Formation has been inexplicably covered by thick fog.

No one is allowed to enter or exit.

No force can be destroyed.

During the year, at least hundreds of thousands of people came here openly or secretly, but no one could enter. Gradually, the place became deserted.

The incense and candles were lined up neatly and swept cleanly.

There are countless disabled soldiers, lined up in twelve shifts day and night, cleaning diligently, every moment, every moment.

They absolutely do not allow the hero in their hearts to be buried in dust!

In their hearts, the Nine Lords Mansions should always shine!

Yun Yang looked from afar and saw countless one-armed people holding brooms with one hand and sweeping the floor seriously. They gently laid the brooms down and slowly dragged them. The whole process would not even have a little dust flying.

Their expressions were so pious.

The Nine Lord Mansion and the Nine Heavens Formation are the holy lands in the hearts of these veterans!

Yun Yang took a deep breath, held back the tears that were almost thrusting out of his eyes, slowly walked to a shadowy tree, and stood quietly.

Looking at the white mist in front of him, Yun Yang only felt that his heart was boiling; blood was burning.

He stood quietly until dusk. In the middle, many veterans swept past his feet with brooms, but did not find that there was still someone here.

The Nine Heavens Formation, this thick fog locked everything.

"Maybe, in this whole world, I am the only one who can... go in." Yun Yang closed his eyes: "But I... dare not go in now."

He seemed to see that the eight brothers were waiting inside to ask himself: Sijilou, has it been wiped out? Have you avenged us? Lao Jiu, are you now, okay?

Yun Yang took a deep breath, and tears finally dripped silently along the corners of his eyes.

"I'll see you, but I don't want to leave when I come..."

...

Marshal Qiu sat alone in the hall, looking a little anxious.

It was already dusk, and the invited guests had not arrived yet.

Mr. Wang also browed.

The old marshal treats a treat. In the Yutang Empire, he is definitely the first person in the military to treat him above ten thousand people. Could this kid dare to be late?

"Do you want to send someone to urge me?" Mr. Wang asked a little displeased.

"No." Marshal Qiu Baimei Yixuan: "It's okay, Your Majesty hasn't arrived yet."

"Your Majesty is here too?" Mr. Wang was surprised.

"Yes, Your Majesty and I have the same question in our hearts." Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan said softly: "Why did Yun Yang pass the Nine Heavens Order just after he hit someone before he was beaten?"

Mr. Wang said: "This..."

"No matter what, Xie Wuyuan and his son have done many evil deeds, and they were too numerous to write about before. Why didn't the order from Nine Heavens be issued?" said Marshal Qiu.

"Maybe this is a coincidence..." Mr. Wang said with difficulty: "After all, this Yun Yang is just a playboy..."

"How can there be so many coincidences in the world? Even if it is a coincidence, there must be problems in it." Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan said seriously: "So today's meal... is very important to me. Even if I have to wait for a while, it is worth it."

Mr. Wang sighed and stopped persuading him.

Marshal Qiu glanced at Mr. Wang and sighed in his heart.

Mr. Wang was born in a poor family and made his mark by himself. Until now, he is a proud minister in white, with deep wisdom and far-sightedness. He is definitely a top figure in the world. However, Mr. Wang has a deep-rooted view in his heart. He has changed it for so many years but has not changed it. Apart from that, everything is fine.

This disadvantage is: Mr. Wang instinctively believes that the second generation of official and second generation of wealthy businessmen are all playboys!

Impossible! Impossible! Apart from bullying men and women, everything else is useless...

The old marshal was speechless about this view.

For example, in the matter of Yun Yang, Mr. Wang could not see the doubts in it, but he was stubborn that he believed that it had nothing to do with this playboy.

Qiu Jianhan could only sigh at this.

A newspaper at the gate: "Marson, Your Majesty is here."

Qiu Jianhan hurriedly stood up and went out to greet him.

...

Night has already fallen.

Yun Yang, carrying a box of fruit in his hand, came to the gate of the Marshal's Mansion. This was something he bought on the way.

The guard at the door jumped straight into the eyebrow frame.

The old marshal treats him, how great is this? This kid comes with a few fruits that are already a little broken?

"Please inform me." Yun Yang said politely and proudly: "Yun's family, Yun Yang, came to the banquet and gave him a gift."
Chapter completed!