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Chapter Sixteen

"There are still people watching the Zhao family?"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he raised his head and said to the air in front of him: "Except for one living person, the rest are just corpses, no blood... com"

"Yes!!" A voice suddenly came from the air.

Then, several low screams came from the surroundings, but the screams seemed to be blocked by something and were very small.

Then, several white figures flashed past, and three people wearing white clothes, with their heads and faces covered except for their eyes, appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

Each of these masked men was half-kneeling, each holding one or two corpses in their hands.

The corpse's neck bones were twisted, its face was blue and purple, its eyes were bulging, and blood was oozing out. It was obvious that it was in great pain before death.

Four corpses, plus one alive.

The jaw of the living creature was removed, the man was knocked unconscious, and his hands and feet were bent and deformed.

"Sir, there are five of us in total, all here." One of the masked men in white said.

"Very good." The middle-aged man nodded: "These people are lurking on the roadside, trying to assassinate me... Sir, I must have evil intentions, maybe he is a spy of the enemy country. Send someone to send him alive back to the prison for strict interrogation.

You must find out who has evil intentions, and I will take you back to confiscate your homes and exterminate your clan."

"Yes!!" The masked man in white responded, and then the three people and the four corpses disappeared alive.

At this time, a horse came running smoothly from the corner of the street behind. As it approached, the young cavalryman jumped off the horse, ran to the middle-aged man, and whispered: "Sir, there is news."

"explain."

"Yes." The cavalryman responded, then approached the middle-aged man's ear and whispered softly: "It's the news sent back by the people sent by the Suluo City Office. It said it was 'Suluo City', 'Yanyue Pass',"

On the necessary road between the three places in Yuyun City and Iron Thorn City, no one from the Zhao family's caravan was seen passing by... There was no trace of Huangfu and others, nor was there any news from Huangfu.

.”

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with coldness: "No trace of Huangfu and others?! Not even any news?!"

"Yes. We can't wait for any news over there, so we have sent people to follow the route to investigate. We will first report the situation to Feiying. Further information will not be known until later."

The middle-aged man listened and nodded solemnly. Then he said: "They are moving too slowly over there. It took them so long to get the news. I want to warn them. If they are still so slow in the future, send back one of your little fingers."

Please forgive me."

"Yes." The cavalryman said, and then added: "In addition, I have checked the information and found that among the outstanding talents from the big families and major sects, there is no one named Lin Feng. It is probably a pseudonym, or it is hidden.

A new generation of strong men has emerged. I’m afraid we’ll have to wait for news from Beijing to learn more about the situation.”

The middle-aged man nodded, pondered for a moment, then waved his hand: "Go ahead."

After saying that, someone came forward and knocked on the door of Zhao Mansion.

The doorman Lao Li opened the door and saw a servant in Tsing Yi knocking on the door. He also saw a large group of people standing outside, so he asked: "Are you..."

"My master is an acquaintance of Mr. Oscar in your house. Mr. Oscar once deposited something with my master. He had to return it a long time ago. However, he happened to be away from Iron Thorn City some time ago and returned to Iron Thorn City.

Later, I heard that Mr. Oscar had left, and I felt quite sorry. Fortunately, I learned this morning that Ms. Zhao from your house had returned, and I thought that Mr. Oscar would accompany her, so I came to visit. This is my best friend. Mr. Meng

Sir, let me know."

The servant in Tsing Yi respectfully handed over the greeting card.

The old man Li Tou said: "We are a distinguished guest. However, I am afraid I will disappoint you all. Mr. Oscar did not come back with the lady this time."

The Tsing Yi servant said: "My master also thought that Mr. Oscar might not have come back with him, so if he can't see Mr. Oscar, it would be the same to visit Miss Zhao in your mansion. As long as he can keep Mr. Oscar with his own hands.

If you return the things, it can be regarded as settling a matter. In this case, Mr. Lao will inform you."

Old Li Tou thought for a moment and then said: "Then please wait here while I go to ask for the lady's instructions."

With that said, he took the invitation and entered the inner courtyard.

The large house bought by the Zhao family was quite spacious. Zhao Bingyan and his two daughters were in the west wing. When they saw Lao Li coming in to say hello, they felt a little strange and wondered: "How could Uncle Oscar store things in someone else's house?"

Where is it?"

I looked at the post and saw "Liu Quan" written on it, so I guess it's not a pseudonym.

Why does Zhao Bingyan think it's not a pseudonym? I have to say a few words here.

By the way, one of the laws of the Zhanxuan Empire is that "anyone who breaks into a private house can be killed without guilt."

The so-called trespassing means breaking in without formal official documents. The owner of the house can kill the other person. This is considered self-defense and he will not be guilty of any crime.

This is an iron rule.

Therefore, in order to prevent someone from taking advantage of this loophole in the law, the world has formed a strange custom: whenever you go to visit a wealthy family, or when a guest from another place comes to visit, you have to offer a greeting card and wait until the host's family comes to greet you.

After leaving your mark, you must return it to the person who visited you.

This reply is a certificate. With this certificate, you don't have to worry about being lured into the house and then killed.

Those who did not reply will die unjustly.

However, some people may have questions: If someone is killed after entering the house, and then his "reply sticker" is taken away, wouldn't that mean that he died unjustly?

Well, yes, that is indeed the case.

Here, it reflects the cruelty of this world where the weak and the strong eat each other.

"Since you don't even have the strength to protect yourself, or even protect yourself and ask for help, it proves that it is easy for the other party to crush you to death. With such a disparity in strength and status, the weak one deserves to die. The strong one deserves it.

, you should have privileges.”

These are the original words of the founding emperor of the Zhanxuan Empire. They are very ruthless, but they also confirm the fact that this empire respects the strong and favors the weak.

At the same time, it has also caused a consequence: a person with weak strength simply does not dare to easily visit someone who is too high in status and has a bad relationship with him. Even if he goes to visit, he will be divided into the front hall and the middle hall according to his strength.

, and the main hall.

If they are not strong enough, they dare not go deep into the opponent's house easily.

Of course, ordinary people's houses do not have so many halls, and they are not strong enough and do not have so much attention to detail.

Generally speaking, civilians without martial arts will not leave their hometown easily. The neighbors can testify to many things, and no one will take advantage of this legal loophole...

Forget about gossiping and let's get back to the topic. For the sake of safety, most of the people who send greetings use their real names and rarely use pseudonyms.

Zhao Bingyan asked: "Sister Hongchun, have you heard of Liu Quan?"

Ji Hongchun shook his head.

Zhao Bingyan pondered for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up: "Could it be that...Uncle Oscar kept the real Dou Yuan Box with Liu Quan, and he is sending it back now?"

Ji Hongchun was dumbfounded: "Isn't this impossible?"

Zhao Bingyan said: "It shouldn't matter if we meet him. The big deal... Hehe, we can make the meeting place closer to Lin Feng's retreat. If we encounter danger, he will run out to save us."

Ji Hongchun was speechless for a while.

Then he said: "Let the young lady make the decision on everything."

So, Zhao Bingyan picked up the writing brush and wrote the words "Zhao Bingyan" and the date on it as a reply, asking Lao Li to send it out.

In this world, the differences between men and women are not taken very seriously, so women can also receive foreigners.

But he said that the man named Liu Quan came in to visit Zhao Bingyan, but Lin Feng encountered a little trouble during the retreat.

Since he inherited the memory of Zhao Yun in the game, the matter of refining blood essence was easily accomplished, and he quickly drew a "Tai Chi Talisman" on the skin of the "Purple Gold Bat Wing Tiger".

Now he discovered that the Purple Golden Bat Winged Tiger seems to have three attributes of "ice", "fire" and "thunder". The ice attribute fighting spirit is blue, the fire attribute fighting spirit is red, and the thunder attribute fighting spirit is a bit more complicated, but among them

One is gold.

The three colors added up are the color of purple gold. I just don’t know why the "Purple Gold Bat Wing Tiger" did not explode the attribute power contained in its own fighting spirit that day.

Therefore, it was difficult to judge the effect of the "Tai Chi Talisman" he successfully drew, so he started testing it on the spot.

He injected a burst of true energy, and the Tai Chi talisman instantly burned and turned into a red and blue ball of light. It suddenly flew up, hit the ground, and suddenly turned into a Tai Chi talisman.

If it's in a game, that's all.

But now, the gleaming "Tai Chi Formation" on the ground suddenly emerged from the shadow of a translucent "Purple Gold Bat Wing Tiger", and then with a tiger roar, it rushed over and suddenly got into Lin Feng's body.

in the mind.

In an instant, he felt his eyes darken, and in a trance, he turned into a "purple golden bat-winged tiger" that roared proudly in the mountain forest. In his mind, there were many memory fragments about the "purple-gold bat-winged tiger".

At the same time, the ice-cold Qi in the body started to circulate rapidly without any control, running crazily along the twelve regular meridians and eight meridians in the body.

And the alchemy furnace he placed casually on the table, with some unused "talisman ink", also inexplicably released a cloud of purple mist, and the mist floated up. Then, there was a wave of

The traction of mysterious power was injected into Lin Feng's body from his nostrils, causing the zhenqi in his body to return to its peak state, and his cultivation level was slightly improved. Although it was not an improvement,

It’s a lot, but it’s equivalent to one or two weeks of practice.

When everything returned to calm, Lin Feng opened his eyes and looked at the red and black fu ink on the table with a look of disbelief on his face, and murmured: "How could this happen?"

Suddenly, with a thought in his heart, he waved his right hand, and the storage wrist (storage bracelet) exploded with a burst of light, and a crystal clear purple-gold oval gem flew out of it - it was the magic core of the purple-gold bat-winged tiger.

Previously, Lin Feng thought that maybe adding some magic core powder to the "Fu Mo" would have a better effect.

"If it's really because of this magic core powder, maybe I can find a way to quickly improve my cultivation."


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