Tang Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I wonder who you are and why you are here?"
Li Xin'an said coldly: "Tang Feng, you should know who I am."
This voice sounded familiar. Tang Feng had heard it somewhere.
He asked in surprise: "Are you that Li Xin'an?"
Tang Feng had never seen Li Xin'an's face, and could only infer his personality from the few words of his junior sister. Tang Feng didn't like him very much, after all, his junior sister was tickled by this popularity.
Li Xin'an nodded slightly, "Yes, I am Li Xin'an. This is the first time we have met."
"I think when you Tushenglou assassinated Gao Zhengming for the first time, you were the one hiding in the cupboard."
Tang Feng smiled and said: "Yes, it's me."
He shook his head and sighed: "Unexpectedly, I still fell into your tricks."
"Let me ask, what will you do if I keep lurking in there and never come out?"
Li Xin'an said: "It doesn't matter, it's enough for me to know that you are here. If you don't show up, I will keep waiting. I am not afraid of boredom, but I don't know if you can resist hunger."
"Aren't you afraid that the rest of us will kill Gao Zhengming?"
"Gao Zhengming should be with the emperor now. If you really have the ability to kill him, I don't mind taking all the Blood Clothes Hall disciples with Tang Qinghuai's surname." Li Xin'an said calmly.
"How did you find this place?" Tang Feng asked curiously, "No outsiders know about our hidden stakes, and we have no traitors."
Li Xin'an smiled and said, "This is Chang'an, where the Blood Clothes Hall has been rooted for decades. You underestimated us."
"Every city, every street, and every sewer here has been carefully investigated by the people from the Blood Clothes Hall. As long as we want to, it is only a matter of time before we find you."
"The hidden stake that was concealed from the outside world left your spy behind. Although he escaped keenly in the end, people will leave traces. It took us three days to catch him and find out where he is."
He smacked his lips and said regretfully: "To be honest, it's not easy to pry open his mouth. We used dozens of punishments to barely find out where you were. It's a pity that our disciple who is good at using poison is not in Chang'an.
, otherwise he will suffer a lot less and we will save a lot of time."
"What happened to him in the end?"
"Dead." Li Xin'an sighed, "After saying this, he begged for a good time."
"Yeah……"
Tang Feng blinked, tears almost bursting out of his eyes.
He brought twenty-three people to Chang'an for three years. During these three years, six died, three were disabled, and two were separated. Tonight, seven more people died.
Tang Feng had seen the death of relatives and friends more than once. He had seen the division commander who protected him die at the hands of the enemy, and he had also seen the body of his best friend hung on a tree. Tang Feng was sad, but he didn't think it was his fault.
But now he is the leader, the person in charge of the Tusheng Tower in Chang'an, and all the deaths and injuries are his responsibility.
Tang Feng is not afraid of taking responsibility, he hates his own incompetence.
If he had not been injured, he would not be alone in Tushenglou tonight.
Tang Feng is confident that he will kill all the spies from the Blood Clothes Hall, including this Li Xin'an!
"So, you deployed all your troops just to catch me, right?"
Li Xin'an looked at him with a smile and asked instead of answering: "There is also a hidden stake in Tusheng Building, right?"
"I was originally curious as to why that woman never showed up. If there are two hidden stakes in Tusheng Tower in Chang'an, it would make sense."
"She is a disciple of Tang Qinghuai. It is normal to guard a stronghold. What about you? Your identity should surprise me even more."
Tang Feng nodded, "She is my junior sister, and I am the master's eldest disciple."
Li Xin'an's pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth opened slightly, and he chuckled: "We found a treasure."
"I thought you were that woman's bodyguard or junior uncle or something, but I didn't expect you to be the senior elder brother. With the strength of a second-grade junior, you are really a promising young man."
"You're not bad either." Tang Feng said calmly, "If you can stand with the mighty martial arts youth leader, what is your background?"
"Or, let me change the question."
Tang Feng stared closely into Li Xin'an's eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Why did Murong Bai join the Blood Clothes Hall?"
"What is your relationship with him?"
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"Who are you from the Blood Clothes Hall?"
Li Xin'an shrugged, "You have three questions in a row, which one should I answer first?"
"Answer them one by one." Tang Feng said solemnly.
"Why should I answer?"
Li Xin'an raised her chin and said, "Pick up that sword."
"I lost. I will agree to whatever you want to ask."
Tang Feng took a deep look at him, picked up the long sword inserted into the ground, flicked the sword with his fingers, and couldn't help but admired: "What a sword!"
"But not as good as yours."
"Can you still see the quality of my sword?" Li Xin'an said in surprise.
"I am a killer and a swordsman. I naturally know which sword is good and which sword is better."
Tang Feng stared at "Bai Hong" with a trace of obsession in his eyes, "This sword of yours is not weaker than Murong Bai's sword "Feng Ming", it is even stronger!"
Li Xin'an smiled and said: "There are no more than ten swords in the world that can compare with mine."
"From Seven Kills Sword House?"
Li Xin'an shook his head slightly, "No."
"Wudang Mountain?"
"Not at all." Li Xin'an laughed dumbly, "How can I do that?"
He said silently in his heart: Even that old man Pei Min can't do it...
"That was cast by a certain hermit master. To be honest, I am really becoming more and more interested in you."
Tang Feng took a deep breath to calm down his emotions.
He held his sword flat and performed a swordsman's salute.
This is telling Li Xin'an that the person standing in front of him is not the killer Tang Feng, but the swordsman Tang Feng.
Li Xin'an didn't know what Tang Feng meant, so he waved a sword flower and returned the salute to Tang Feng.
The two of them walked up and down, one bathed in the moonlight and the other hidden in the darkness.
But at the same time, he ran towards the other party!
Li Xin'an went down from top to bottom, becoming more powerful. Like a tiger descending from a mountain, the long sword "White Rainbow" filled with three-thirds of its internal force, and struck Tang Feng's head hard.
Tang Feng was seriously injured and had difficulty moving. At this moment, his strength was less than 10% of his usual strength. Facing Li Xin'an's fully charged attack, he seemed certain to die.
But he is a killer after all.
When Li Xin'an's sword blade was about to hit his head, Tang Feng blocked his "White Rainbow" with his sword as Li Xin'an expected. Although Tang Feng's sword broke into two pieces in the next moment, even though he was shaken by the internal force
He flew out upside down, but Tang Feng did not die after all.
When the sword broke, Tang Feng spat out a mouthful of black blood and sprayed it on Li Xin'an's face. When he flew backwards, he used his little strength to throw dozens of hidden weapons.
They were all tiny silver needles that penetrated into Li Xin'an's body, and his body immediately became swollen.
Tang Feng flew into the house and fell hard to the ground. But he did not hesitate, endured the severe pain, got up and left through the back window.
Li Xin'an's body froze in place, Tang Feng's silver needle pinned his acupuncture point, and it would take a while for him to release it.
Watching Tang Feng leave, Li Xin'an looked as usual.
It seems that he does not care about the life and death of this great disciple of Tang Qinghuai, the future owner of Tushenglou.
Someone jumped up from the roof, and a man dressed in white soon appeared next to him.
"Do you need me to untie it for you?" Murong Bai frowned.
"No need." Li Xin'an said, "Help me wipe the blood off my face, it's splashed in my eyes."
Murong Bai looked at the sticky black blood on his face, tugged at the corner of his mouth, lifted up Li Xin'an's black robe and wiped it hard.
Li Xin'an spat out a mouthful of black blood with a grimace, "Can you wipe it properly? This was spit out from his mouth!"
"Don't mind, I'm more disgusting than you," Murong Bai said lightly, "I'm going to chase him."
"Well, remember, don't chase her too hard. Tang Feng will definitely go to that woman. Don't expose her before they meet."
"This time, we are going to serve Tushenglou all at once!"
"I see."
Murong Bai nodded, started using Qinggong, and the figure in white quickly disappeared into the night.
Blowing in the bitingly cool evening breeze, Li Xin'an thought about what he should do next.
Nothing more than to appease Yuan
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If you defeat them, you will have to return to Li Chu to recover your life.
In this operation, nearly ten people from Xueyitang died. It cannot be called a great victory, but if reported to Li Chu, it can only be called a great victory.
Yuan Sheng and the others must be appeased. Tonight, the killers of Tushenglou were much better than the spies of Xueyitang. Sixteen of them killed six and half of them were taken away. This was the worst failure of Xueyitang in recent years.
One action.
If morale is low, big trouble will happen.
Li Xin'an expected that this operation would lose manpower, but he did not expect that so many people would die.
His original intention was to beat up the killers who had gradually become more pampered over the years and let them start bleeding again. This was also the intention when he brought Murong Bai here. Naturally, they didn't want to lose face in front of the newcomers.
Li Xin'an wanted Murong Bai to see the face of Xueyitang, but this face seemed to be lost.
He couldn't tell whether he was angry, sorry, or disappointed.
Maybe, I am really not suitable to be a killer. I want the Blood Clothes Hall to become an organization that only kills those who deserve to be killed, but if I think about it carefully, that is not training killers, but training heroes.
He himself can't be called a "hero", let alone them?
It seems that the resignation will be brought forward...
Li Xin'an sighed deeply, his internal energy shook violently, the silver needles that had been inserted into his body shot out, and the sealed acupuncture points were released by him, and he regained his ability to move.
He didn't want to see Li Chu, nor did he want to appease Yuan Sheng and others. It was best to leave time for them to think for themselves.
Next, there is only one place left.
Zhao Shougang!
The missing head of the Household Department, the real culprit behind the One-Horned Face case, has still not been found after almost a day.
Xie Liya was transferred by Li Chu to take charge of this matter. When Li Xin'an found him, he was so anxious that he almost pulled out his hair.
Seeing Li Xin'an, Xie Liya said angrily: "What are you doing here? Did the people from Tushenglou catch you?"
"I caught a big fish and Bai Mumu is already following it. I have nothing to do and came to your place to have a look."
"Zhao Shougang is still missing?"
"No."
Xie Liya said gloomily: "If you have nothing to do, go down and lead someone to search the places we searched again. I always feel that there are some omissions."
"Where have you been looking?"
"We are headless flies now, where else can we go? Zhao Shougang's home, the homes of his friends, the homes of his friends' friends, and several places he usually goes to. Oh, by the way, there are also
There is Wanhua Tower.”
"Wanhua Tower..." Li Xin'an sighed, "it's the place where he met Miss Naning."
"It's a pity that Miss Naning has passed away, otherwise we would have found it by following the traces..."
Li Xin'an suddenly stopped talking. Xie Liya heard nothing more and said in an annoyed tone: "What else?"
"I'm going to Wanhua Tower!"
Li Xin'an got on his horse and galloped all the way to Dongshi.
Before dawn, Wanhua Building is the most deserted time. Although Wanhua Building is open all night, there is always a time when guests feel sleepy. During this time, they are all fast asleep, and Wanhua Building is also cleaning up the mess at this time.
room.
Li Xin'an rushed to Wanhua Building. Many people were busy in the lobby on the first floor. Seeing this ancestor coming at this time, they all felt that something was going on again.
"Where is Lord Yin?" Li Xin'an shouted, "I have something to ask!"
"Here it is."
Yin Hongzhuang's lazy voice came from the second line. She exposed her head, leaned on the railing, and said lightly: "What do you ask?"
"Where is Miss Naning's grave?"
"Why are you asking this?" Yin Hongzhuang frowned and said in a cold tone, "This is Wanhualou's private matter. Please make up your mind and don't hit the dead."
"Zhao Shougang escaped, he may be there."
"Are you serious?"
Li Xin'an nodded solemnly, "I'm just guessing, but I have to have a look."
Yin Hongzhuang stared at him for a long time and said helplessly: "Tan Ping, take him to the cemetery."
Behind Yin Hongzhuang, where Li Xin'an couldn't see, a soft female voice sounded: "Yes!"
Slowly, a plump woman who was as plump as Yin Hongzhuang walked down the stairs and waved to Li Xin'an: