Chapter 36: The Assassin Ordered to Go to the Banquet!

Over there, Lao Mei had already come to the top with a fierce momentum.

The man in Tsing Yi jumped up without making a sound, raised his hand, and a colorless silk thread pierced through it.

At the same time, he charged his left hand to meet Lao Mei.

Lao Mei's body fell down like a big roc, and her palms came down with a thunderbolt.

The man in Tsing Yi greeted her with one hand, and with a bang, Lao Mei stopped in mid-air, and was about to chase again, when she saw the man in Tsing Yi flying out precariously, retreating a hundred feet. Then there was another flash, and it was gone.

Lao Mei didn't care about shocking the world, she just flew forward, wiped out a blue smoke in the air and rushed over, that person had already turned into a small black spot in the distance.

The opponent was clearly prepared. If one hit is missed, it will fly thousands of miles away.

When Lao Mei came back, her face was very ugly. The assassin's cultivation was obviously weaker than his own, but with that magical silk thread, he was able to go away in an instant, but he was powerless.

"Assassinate me..." Yun Yang wore a spotless purple dress and frowned slightly: "Who wants to assassinate me?"

Over there, Fang Mofei walked over step by step with a solemn expression.

"Old Fang, can you tell where the assassin came from?"

"My lord, this assassin is not from Sen Luo Ting." Fang Mofei said affirmatively at first.

"Why?" Yun Yang asked.

"If you come from Sen Luoting, you must have the Token of the King of Yama; and the Token of the King of Yama is firstly a proof of mission, and secondly, it is also a reminder to yourself that this job is mine, and no one else should interfere. According to the rules, this person is not weak, he should already be a gold medal killer, but from this person, I don't feel the existence of Yan Wang Ling." Fang Mofei said.

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

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

"So my subordinates guess that this person is most likely from the Wuqing Building." Fang Mofei said.

"Wuqinglou." Yun Yang pondered; "Prices are clearly marked, and people are killed with money, regardless of right and wrong, regardless of cause and effect; heads are evidence, and they will never die!"

"Yes." Fang Mofei said: "As long as the Wuqing Building accepts the mission and the target is not dead, the Wuqing Building will not stop, and will only come in batches. The difference is that to support them, the sponsor needs to provide A lot of fees...”

There was a half-smile on Yun Yang's face, and he said, "Well, I like it very much."

...

Immediately, Yun Yang entered his room.

When he came out again, there was already a new nine-day decree, which was passed down like a big net.

"Nine heavens have orders, check! The killer under heaven, who is in Tiantang recently, characteristics, weapons... who hired the killer to assassinate the son of Yunhou outside the sky..."

An order to go down.

The underground world of Tiantang City suddenly turned upside down!

"I'm going out for a walk."

Yun Yang threw down a sentence: "You two stay at home to watch the house. Fang Mofei hurry to recover..." He was about to walk away.

"My lord, I'll follow you." Lao Mei said with serious eyes, "The assassin..."

"No need!" Yun Yang looked resolute: "Lao Mei, you have your responsibility, and I have my persistence. The more dangerous it is, the more I should stick to my persistence."

Before Lao Mei could recall this sentence, Yun Yang had already walked out of the gate 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 these words, Yun Yang had already disappeared...

Then Lao Mei suddenly remembered: "My lord, those greeting cards... If those young masters come..."

But there was a crowd of people outside the door, and no trace of Yun Yang could be seen...

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

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

Fang Mofei chuckled, and said lightly: "I didn't laugh that you can't do things, but it's a little strange. When did the one-horned Jiaomei Wenjian who was rampant in the rivers and lakes become the housekeeper of the Yun family..."

Lao Mei snorted angrily: "Can you control it? I am happy!"

He looked Fang Mofei up and down: "What's the matter with the butler? Isn't your loyal and jade sword also under our command?"

Fang Mofei couldn't help but laugh.

"Be more honest in the future!" Lao Mei stared, "Be respectful to your immediate superiors!"

Fang Murfei: "..."

...

After Yun Yang went out, he blended into the crowd.

When he wants to be noticed, he can make himself the center of attention even among thousands of troops; but when he wants to hide, even if he is walking alone in the street in broad daylight, he can Make it so no one will notice.

Yun Zun's concealment method is unparalleled in the world!

He followed the crowd, seemingly drifting without direction, but after three turns and two turns, he came to a small road. At the end of the path is a hill.

Under the hill, shrouded in a thick fog.

This is the original Jiuzun Mansion, which is where the original Nine Heavens Formation was located. Since the accident of the Nine Gods, the Nine Heavens Formation has been inexplicably shrouded in thick fog.

No one is allowed in or out.

No force can destroy it.

In a year, at least hundreds of thousands of people come here either overtly or secretly, but no one can enter. Gradually, the place also became deserted.

There are joss sticks all over the place, neatly arranged and swept clean.

There are countless disabled soldiers, arranged into twelve shifts around the clock, cleaning diligently, every hour, every moment.

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

In their hearts, the Jiuzun Mansion should always be radiant!

Yun Yang watched from a distance, and saw countless one-armed men, holding brooms with one hand, sweeping the floor seriously; they laid down the brooms gently, and dragged them slowly. Not even a speck of dust will fly up.

Their expressions are so reverent.

Jiuzun Mansion, Jiutian Formation, is the holy place in the hearts of these veterans!

Yun Yang took a deep breath, holding back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, and walked slowly to a shadowy tree, and stood still quietly.

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

He stood still until it was dusk. In the middle, many veterans swept past his feet with brooms, but they didn't realize that there was still a person here.

Nine Heavens Formation, this thick fog locked everything.

"Perhaps, in this whole world, I am the only... who can go in." Yun Yang closed his eyes: "But I...don't dare to go in now."

He seemed to have seen it, and the eight brothers were waiting inside and asked himself: Has the Four Seasons Building been wiped out? Did you take revenge for us? Lao Jiu, how are you doing now?

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

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

...

Old Marshal Qiu sat alone in the hall, with a look of agitation.

Seeing that it was already dusk, the invited guests hadn't arrived yet.

Mr. Wang also frowned.

The old marshal's treat, in the Yutang Empire, is definitely the first person in the military to treat guests with less than one person and more than 10,000 people. How dare this kid be late?

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

"No need." Marshal Qiu raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, His Majesty hasn't arrived yet."

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

"That's right, Your Majesty and I have the same question in mind." The old marshal Qiu Jianhan said softly, "Why did Yun Yang just hit someone with his front foot, and then passed on the Nine Heavens Order with his back foot?"

Mr. Wang said: "This..."

"No matter what, Xie Wuyuan and his son have done a lot of evil, and there are too many books to write about before. Why didn't the order of Nine Heavens be issued?" Old Marshal Qiu said.

"Maybe it's a coincidence..." Mr. Wang said with difficulty: "After all, this Yun Yang is just a dude..."

"How can there be so many coincidences in the affairs of the world? Even if it is a coincidence, there must be problems in it." The old marshal Qiu Jianhan said seriously: "So today's meal... is very important to this old man. Even if It’s worth the wait.”

Mr. Wang sighed and stopped persuading.

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

Mr. Wang was born in a poor family, and he managed to rise to the top with his own efforts. Until now, he is a proud public servant in white clothes, with deep resourcefulness and foresight. He is definitely a first-class figure in the world. However, Mr. Wang has a deep-rooted point of view in his heart, and he has changed it for so many years, but he still hasn't changed it. Other than that, everything is fine.

This shortcoming is: Mr. Wang instinctively believes that the second-generation children of officials and rich businessmen are all dudes!

Impossible! No way! Other than bullying men and women and bullying the market, nothing else is useless...

For this point of view, the old marshal was speechless.

For example, in the matter of Yun Yang, it's not that Mr. Wang can't see the doubts in it, but he stubbornly thinks that it has nothing to do with this dude.

Qiu Jianhan could only sigh about this.

There was an announcement at the gate: "Marshal, Your Majesty has arrived."

Qiu Jianhan hurriedly stood up and greeted him.

...

Night has fallen.

With a box of fruit in Yun Yang's hand, Shi Shiran came to the gate of the Marshal's Mansion. This is what he bought casually on the road.

The guard at the door twitched his eyebrows.

The old marshal treats guests, what a great face it is, this kid is carrying a few fruits that are already a little bit broken, but he came so arrogantly?

"Please also inform me." Yun Yang said politely and pompously: "Yun Yang from the Yun family came to the banquet, and there is a small gift for him."

The guard looked at the fruit in Yun Yang's hand, twitched the corner of his mouth, and counted. It seemed that there were only five peaches? He couldn't help but said with a black line: "Wait a moment."

The update was late; mainly because I read it again before the update, and felt something was wrong, so I had a major operation; I rewrote half a chapter.

The picture will be released at seven o'clock, if you are interested, go and have a look.

Have a great weekend, everyone.