Before the man opened his mouth, Zhao Wuyou's dagger had already appeared on his neck. He looked at Zhao Wuyou in disbelief, struggling with both hands to pull out the dagger from his neck, and opened his eyes for the first time.
To such a big extent.
"You're quite smart. You noticed some traces of rain on the books." Zhao Wuyou teased him jokingly. After a while, he put him back on the desk to pretend to sleep, and then looted all the 70,000 taels of silver notes in his room.
Then he left in a grand manner.
"Ding, dude is worth 1"
"The host's naughty value has reached fifteen, and you can continue to draw. Do you want to draw?"
"lottery"
The blue light continued to wander over the three blind boxes. Zhao Wuyou's mentality was much better than before. He was not nervous and did not stop. He walked slowly on the street alone, and his mood was not affected by the lottery at all.
"Ding, one pith-washing fruit."
Zhao Wuyou held the marrow-washing fruit in his palm and shook his head helplessly. He thought it would be a weapon or something like that, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a marrow-washing fruit.
After melancholy in the rain for a while, Zhao Wuyou chose to eat the pith-washing fruit, which was better than nothing. Eating the pith-washing fruit was always more useful than the dandy purple gold hairpin.
After this first experience, Zhao Wuyou did not panic after swallowing the Marrow Cleansing Fruit. Instead, he mobilized the internal energy in his Dantian in an orderly manner, letting them flow into his limbs and bones to resolve the pain caused by the Marrow Cleansing Fruit.
Powerful.
The pace became slower and slower, Zhao Wuyou's face turned a little red, and even the hand that had been holding the umbrella began to tremble slightly due to the consumption of internal energy.
The rain became heavier and heavier, but Zhao Wuyou's steps became slower and slower. In the end, he had to hide under the eaves of a small courtyard to escape the rain, holding on to the wall and trying hard to resist the strong feeling brought by the Marrow Cleansing Fruit.
The rain was still heavy, but the sky in the distance had turned white. It was obvious that the sun was showing its power and wanted to compete with the rain. The rain gradually weakened and the sun soon won the victory.
Zhao Wuyou also achieved victory. He successfully digested the Marrow Cleansing Fruit, and the power in his body became much stronger. He was even sure that he had a 70% chance of winning against a prefecture-level master.
"It's time to go back. There are still people waiting for me in Wanhua Tower." Zhao Wuyou sneered and walked in the direction of Wanhua Tower. At this time, the interior of Wanhua Tower was extremely lively.
Princess Feng Yuxue was wearing black men's clothing and standing in the box of Wanhua Tower. Accompanying her was Xunyi, who was pouting, and two guards protecting her safety.
"Why do you come here? None of them are interesting." Xunyi lay on the table, looked at Feng Yuxue with big eyes, and boldly suggested:
"Wouldn't it be fun for us to invite two singers to play and sing for us?"
"Interesting? We are waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. Are you still interesting? You are really heartless." Feng Yuxue refused with a dark face. She had just been sneaked into by two well-behaved female singers. This place was given to her.
The impression was so bad that if she hadn't waited for Zhao Wuyou, she would have refused to come.
"Men are really shameless. They are all enjoying themselves here. Look, how can those women be upright?" Feng Yuxue's question was difficult to answer. Xunyi didn't understand, and the two guards pretended not to understand.
"Just now I saw Feng Tianshan and Zhao Laoliu staying in Zhao Wuyou's private room downstairs. I don't know what they were doing secretly." Feng Yuxue sat on the chair, a little confused.
He said doubtfully.
Xunyi on the side didn't listen to her words at all. He left the confused Feng Yuxue alone and stood in the box looking around. He touched the vase and played the pipa. Everything in Wanhua Tower was attractive.
her curiosity.
Feng Yuxue had no choice but to shake her head and let her do whatever she wanted. She stood at the door and looked at the guests coming and going:
"This gangster actually likes this kind of place. He is really a libertine, damn bitch..."
If Feng Yuxue wanted to beat up Zhao Wuyou and calm down his anger, then Feng Tianshan and Zhao Laoliu upstairs were serious. They really wanted Zhao Wuyou's life.
"Are you ready, Poison Master? Why hasn't it taken so long?" Feng Tianshan urged impatiently.
Zhao Laoliu on the side was equally nervous. He pursed his lips excitedly and looked downstairs, waiting for Zhao Wuyou to come so that he could take revenge and fulfill his long-cherished wish.
"You two, his room has been completely decorated. There are incense in the wine, on the bed, on the stools, and even in the room. As long as he enters the room, he cannot escape, and he cannot die. Completely
It meets your requirements."
Two fair-looking men walked into the house to report, making Feng Tianshan and Zhao Laoliu look at each other and smile, sighing inwardly that they finally got it done.
"Okay, you can leave after you pour down the antidote. If everything can be done today, I will have a reward for you two." Zhao Laoliu stepped forward and handed a bag of silver in his hand to the two people.
, smiled and took the two people out.
"Zhao Wuyou, I want to see how you can run today."
Zhao Laoliu smiled sinisterly and said that he could not wait to see Zhao Wuyou's appearance after being poisoned, and wanted to see Zhao Wuyou's appearance when he was trampled under his feet.
At the door of Zhao Wuyou's floor, several sneaky Divine Sword Sect assassins were waiting at the door. Zhao Laoliu winked at his guards, who nodded and walked to the Divine Sword Sect assassins.
"You guys ambush Zhao Wuyou outside the door first. Don't do anything harsh and let him escape. Don't ask about anything else."
The guard spoke arrogantly, but the assassin leader of the Divine Sword Sect obviously knew him and knew that the task of assassinating Zhao Wuyou was assigned by him, so he had no choice but to nod and lead a few of his men to wait for Zhao Wuyou at the entrance of Wanhua Tower.
The arrival of worry.
The three assassins had just walked to the door when they bumped into Zhao Wuyou holding an umbrella.
"That's him..." The assassin leader was about to draw his sword, but was stabbed to death by Zhao Wuyou with a sharpened umbrella tip. The other two assassins didn't even react, so they were stabbed twice by Zhao Wuyou.
"Brush brush brush"
The three strong men fell silently, and their last movements remained as if they were covering their necks with their hands.
Private fights are allowed in the capital, but they will not hurt lives, so there are many people who dare to fight. The only one who is so arrogant and murderous is Zhao Wuyou, a stupid young man.
Mu Lu, who had been waiting inside, came out at this time, welcomed Zhao Wuyou into Wanhua Tower, and said:
"Uncle Wuyou, why are you so angry? Why do these assassins let you get blood on your hands? You can go back and rest first. I will deal with the imperial guards who will come to cause trouble later."
Zhao Wuyou looked surprised when he was pulled into Wanhua Building by Mu Lu. When he looked at Mu Lu again, the latter looked at him cautiously and nodded. Then without saying anything, he patted Zhao Wuyou's arm and led the people out.
Aftermath.
Zhao Wuyou bit his lip lightly and looked at the room where he lived. The umbrella he held in his hand tightened two more points and he stepped steadily on the stairs step by step, making a "dah-dah" sound.
"Ding, ding, ding," Zhao Wuyou walked while tapping the bloody umbrella tip on the ground. His move attracted everyone's attention. Dozens of people were looking up at Zhao Wuyou, watching him walk to his room.
.
Outside the room, Zhao Wuyou held his breath and looked at his door. He immediately had the answer in his mind. He sneered and opened the door with the tip of his umbrella. Then without stopping, he walked directly upstairs to Huamei's room upstairs.
When Zhao Wuyou's move was seen by everyone, many people expressed regret, and the most regretful ones were Feng Tianshan and Zhao Laoliu who had been observing Zhao Wuyou downstairs.
"What's going on? He opened the door but didn't go in. Was there something wrong that made him notice something?"
Feng Tianshan watched Zhao Wuyou enter Huamei's room with great sadness. As if he was in a deserted place, his heart began to hurt again.
Zhao Laoliu on the side was naturally very sorry. His hatred for Zhao Wuyou was no less than that of Fengtian Mountain, or even more powerful than Fengtian Mountain.
"Damn, did someone betray us? Otherwise, how could this guy..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Wuyou broke in through their window and stood in front of them.
"My sixth brother, Feng Tianshan, we are really destined. You should tell me when you come to Wanhua Tower. Wouldn't it be better if we drink together?"
Zhao Wuyou had a fierce look in his eyes when he spoke, and he was holding the long sword found in Huamei's room in his hand.
For a moment, Feng Tianshan stood up and looked at Zhao Wuyou with a wary expression. He asked stupidly:
"How did you know we were here?" This chapter has been completed!