Leaving the city, the gloomy weather could not suppress the sound of iron hoofs in the streets and alleys.

The originally prosperous commercial district in the center of the city is now empty. From time to time, teams of neatly hanged soldiers walked by the crowded streets. The gates were often open and they wanted to put goods in shops on the street. Now they closed their doors one by one, and there was no ray of light that shone through the shops.

It's like a dead city.

Wanhua Building, located in the center of the commercial street, is no exception. The doors and windows are closed, and even if night falls, no light comes from the pavilions next to the street, and it is dead silent.

Only the houses in the backyard surrounded by surrounding pavilions will have a glimmer of light, as if a single extra candle will make them feel even more uneasy.

The room in the middle of the backyard was obviously bigger, but it was pitch black and there was no light, but in the darkness, there were two people standing and sitting.

"There is no message returned?" The sitting person spoke, and the sound was crisp and pleasant, like a yellow oriole singing, very moving.

The person standing nodded, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he also had a nice female voice, "It should be that the Lijun Ancient Army has taken action. This time the situation seems very serious. Perhaps something is a big deal. I am afraid that most of the Ancient Army will return to Licheng. Jin'er, I suspect that the Wanhua Building is no longer safe. We will evacuate Licheng tonight and wait for a suitable opportunity to return to Guangjun."

The woman named Jin'er who was sitting shook her head slightly, got up and walked to the door frame to listen to it, then sat back to her original position, lowered her voice and said, "The old man will come tonight, I will talk about everything when he comes back."

The person standing seemed to be shocked, "Old man is coming tonight?" She looked out the direction outside the house with some concern, walked to the seat beside Jin'er, sat down, reached out to hold her hand, "The guards around Licheng are so strict that they are beyond imagination. The people of the Licheng garrison seem to have all rushed into the city. Why did you let the old man come to Wanhua Tower of this level? If he is exposed, we will be finished!"

She held Jin'er's hands and used a little force, "Maybe he has been arrested and tortured now, then..." She looked at the darkness around her and shrank her neck in fear, "Maybe the people from Anbu are already in this Wanhua Building at this moment..."

"Don't scare yourself, Zhu'er, Anbu is probably very busy now. It is impossible to stare at this city with a dense eyeliner like he usually does..." Jin'er's voice was full of girlishness. At this moment, she felt a irresistible charm. She stretched out her other hand and gently hugged Zhu'er's waist and comforted her, "I didn't tell you before. The young master sent me a few days ago that Luo Tianen might be dying. I knew that the news must be correct. Just look at the tense atmosphere of Licheng for a few days. Until today, the garrison army entered Licheng, and the other end of the Lijun court official's residence made such a big noise. I think Luo Tianen is dead at this moment!"

"Luo Tianen is dead?" The woman named Zhu'er was shocked again, "So the news you want to spread today is... Luo Tianen's death?!"

Jin'er nodded, "The army besieged from the courtier's residence, and the chess pieces we secretly set up cannot spread the news. I can only analyze it based on the surface, and combined with the crazy sniping of the hidden spies networks of various forces in the city in recent days, the conclusion is probably not wrong," she turned her head and pressed her face on Zhu'er's head and murmured, "This kind of news is too important and must be passed on to the young master as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Zhu'er, who was originally a little scared in Jin'er's arms, broke away from her arms and stood up and said, "Then I'm leaving the city now. The old path cannot be understood. I can try several other roads that are not clear. I am different from them. If it were me, I would probably break through the blockade of the Ancient Ministry. With such a large city, spies from all forces are now going to spread news. Even if his Ancient Ministry has great power, it is impossible to be airtight!"

"Everything will be said when the old man comes. It would be best if he has other ways to deliver the news," Jin'er stood up and patted Zhu'er's head and said softly, "Even if it is the worst result, none of us can pass the news. There are other ways. My superiors and I usually have five days to communicate with the young master on weekdays. If there is no information to be handed over for two consecutive days, then either the secret ministry of Lijun cut off the two lines of the old man's superior and the old man's superior in one fell swoop, or they cut off the dozens of contact lines below me and the old man. The possibility of these two points is very low. Therefore, the biggest possibility is that the situation is very serious. The old man's superior and I chose to hide together. With the wisdom of the young master and the news that Luo Tianen was about to die before, we will definitely guess the result."

"Will that happen..." Before Zhu'er could finish her words, a finger raised by Jin'er blocked her lips.

Jin'er took a step and came silently to the wall facing the street behind the room. After listening to the wall with his ears on the wall for a while, he quickly turned around and entered the wardrobe next to him and closed the cabinet door. It was pitch black. She lowered her body and knelt on the floor of the wardrobe, pressed her ears on the ground, and then carefully reached out to the corner of the cabinet and slowly pulled out a long piece of brick and stone, revealing a narrow black hole!

She turned her ears to the black hole and listened, and then kept her kneeling on the ground quietly waiting. I don’t know how long it took, and suddenly the sound of breaking through the air came from outside, followed by the shouts and running of soldiers around her!

Jin'er was shocked and reached out to stuff the long bricks and stones back, but finally hesitated for a moment and waited for a moment!

Then, a dull collision sound came from a place close by, as if someone threw a rag bag full of sand outside the wall beside Jin'er, which made her heart beat wildly!!

"Wait a minute, this general, wait a minute..." a hoarse voice shouted in extreme pain, "I am from the Prefect's Palace...I am from the Prefect's Palace!!"

Jin'er's already hanging heart suddenly rose to her throat. She was very familiar with this voice!!

When she carefully picked up the long brick and stone again to restore it, a small ball of paper rolled in from the hole. She ignored the paper and quickly and accurately stuffed the brick and stone back to its original position and locked it again. Then she listened motionlessly to the sound outside the wall.

There were wailing, curses, and then the sound of swords and weapons, probably splattering flesh and blood...

After the noise outside completely disappeared and the world returned to calm for a while, Jin'er tiptoed out of the wardrobe and raised her hand to stop Zhu'er from approaching. She walked into a dark and closed locker room in the corner of the house, lit a candle, and looked closer to see the blood-stained note.

I saw only a line of blood-colored small words written in a hurry on the note.
Chapter completed!