Chapter 227 Assassination

At the beginning of the dinner, Wei Tong still looked like a spirited young man. In order to avoid contact with beautiful women, he could only drink with Han Xu non-stop.

But who is Han Xu? He is the number one among the dudes in Wangcheng. How could he not see Wei Tong's little thoughts?

So, he was very considerate and drank with Wei Tong one cup after another.

Generally speaking, Han Xu would not use his spiritual power to force out the alcohol when drinking with others. In addition, he got drunk quickly, so Wei Tong saw it.

In this way, Wei Tong naturally could not use his spiritual power to force out the alcohol. He drank with Han Xu with a rush of energy.

After three rounds of drinking, Wei Tong's unyielding temperament in cultivation was fully displayed. He knew that he was not as strong as Han Xu, so he planned to surpass Han Xu in drinking capacity.

No matter what, he used to look down on Han Xu in all aspects. If he was not as good as Han Xu in all aspects now, where would his face be?

Han Xu, who has lived two lives, is familiar with all kinds of routines at the wine table. In addition, he is also tested by alcohol. Even if it is just a simple competition of drinking capacity, there are few people who can match him.

So, after an hour, Wei Tong fell down, lying directly under the table in a very embarrassed manner.

"You guys take good care of him." Han Xu said to Lian Xing.

"Mr. Han, your friend is already drunk. You see, he can't do anything tonight. My sisters will take good care of him. Why don't you let Xing'er serve you well tonight." Lian Xing looked at Han Xu tenderly, her watery eyes seemed to drip with water. She leaned down slightly, completely ready to be picked, and fully showed her most moving side in front of Han Xu.

She was confident that no man could refuse her.

But Han Xu just said politely: "Miss Lianxing is thoughtful, but I want to take a rest."

Hearing Han Xu's refusal, Lianxing did not show disappointment, but said very aggrievedly: "Is Xing'er really not as good as Yiyi in Mr. Han's eyes? Mr. Han, rest assured, Xing'er will not have any requirements for you, just want to serve you for one night and I will be satisfied."

"Xing'er will definitely satisfy you."

After saying that, Lianxing looked at Han Xu expectantly. To be honest, Han Xu was still very moved when he saw Lianxing's appearance, especially after drinking, his little heart was beating non-stop.

But unfortunately, Han Xu was not a man dominated by his lower body. He stood up and said: "You are indeed not as good as Yiyi."

After saying that, he left alone. Lianxing bit her lips tightly, biting her lips white, her face blue and white, very embarrassed.

Han Xu's words were like a knife stabbing into her heart. She had begged so cheaply, but she still got a cold rejection. This was undoubtedly throwing her self-esteem to the ground and rubbing it hard.

She even heard the sisters' forbearing laughter behind her.

Han Xu didn't care what Lian Xing thought. After leaving the private room, he went to the suite on the top floor. Although he hadn't been to Fengxuan Pavilion for a long time, there was still a room reserved for him.

Han Xu had a purpose for bringing Wei Tong to Fengxuan Pavilion.

After he locked the door, he used his spiritual power to force out the alcohol, and the whole person recovered to a completely sober state, and then set up a ban in the room, and no one below the extraordinary could enter.

Then, he lay on the bed, his spiritual consciousness covered, and waited patiently.

He came today, even if he was sure that Sister E would definitely report to the forces behind him, and through Zhang He, Han Xu had learned that Fengxuan Pavilion was controlled by the shadow behind it, and he wanted to find the place where Zhuangcheng was located through Sister E.

However, before Han Xu waited for Sister E to leave, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked very hurried, and then his figure flashed and disappeared in the room.

One stick of incense before, in Weiyang Palace.

Although Emperor Wu was critically ill and Han Luoling temporarily took over the government, she still lived in Weiyang Palace.

Late at night, Han Luoling sat by the window sill, thinking quietly, Qing'er and Yingying lived in the room next to her for easy care.

After spending these few days together, they found that Han Luoling was not as cold as they imagined.

Han Luoling liked the two of them very much. In their spare time, the three of them would chat together. She didn't have the airs of a concubine at all, but was like a sister next door. Han Luoling also told Qing'er and Yingying many embarrassing stories of Han Xu when he was a child, which also made the two understand the more real side of Han Xu.

Moreover, Han Luoling loved to joke. She even asked Qing'er and Yingying when they would give Han Xu a child. She was obviously only a few years older than them, but she often acted disrespectful, which often made Qing'er and Yingying blush.

After a few days of getting along, Qing'er and Yingying also regarded Han Luoling as their sister.

Tonight's Weiyang Palace was no different from usual. Qing'er and Yingying had just finished washing and were ready to go to bed.

But at this moment, the sound of sword energy breaking through the air came from outside.

Qing'er and Yingying were startled and came to Han Luoling's door as soon as possible.

Jiang Yang was seen floating in the air with his feet on the black sword, and sword energy was lingering around him. Those sword energy kept decreasing, as if he was shot by some hidden weapon, but Qing'er and Yingying couldn't see it clearly.

"There is an assassin." Qing'er whispered.

Han Luoling also felt the movement outside and walked out of the house.

"Miss." Qing'er and Yingying quickly protected Han Luoling, "You should go in first."

Since the assassin has come here, it means that the Tiance Army and Xuanyi Guards outside have been dealt with.

"The assassins this time are very strong."

The one who can make Jiang Yang take action must be extraordinary.

Jiang Yang saw Han Luoling coming out, and the black sword flew out from his feet. A sword energy spread out, and there were sporadic collision sounds in the air.

Then Jiang Yang said to the darkness in the distance: "You and I will go up and fight."

At this time, Qing'er and Yingying saw a black shadow outside the wall rushing into the air. Jiang Yang said: "I will leave Lingfei to you."

After speaking, he also flew up on the black sword. The battle between extraordinary people affected a lot. This is the palace, and the assassin did not want to make too much noise to attract other extraordinary people.

After the two extraordinary masters left, Qing'er and Yingying took out their weapons and were always on guard.

Qing'er sat cross-legged on the ground, placed the guqin on her knees, and pressed the strings lightly with her fingers, ready to send out wind blades at any time.

Yingying took out the double knives close to her body, made a defensive posture, and stood beside Qing'er.

Suddenly, a strong murderous aura came from the forest in front, and at the same time, countless hidden weapons shot out like a rainstorm.

"Here it comes!" Qing'er quickly moved the strings of the zither with both hands, and wind blades shot out, as if a huge light net was stretched out in front to block all the hidden weapons.

"Qing'er, take care of the young lady." Yingying said, and then rushed into the forest with two knives in hand. At the same time, a red airflow rose from her body, and she actually directly opened the power of the Vermillion Bird bloodline.

In the originally dark forest, a fire suddenly appeared, and then there were muffled groans one after another, and the sound of the body falling to the ground.

Yingying, who opened the Vermillion Bird bloodline, has directly reached the ninth rank in strength. With the extraordinary spiritual treasure in her hand, even the masters of the ninth rank can fight.

After a while, the surroundings became quiet. Just when the two thought the battle should be over, Jiang Yang fell from the sky like a meteorite, and directly smashed a deep pit in front of Qing'er.

Qing'er looked over in horror, only to see Jiang Yang covered in blood, barely breathing, and seriously injured.

Then, a figure descended from the air, and at the same time, there was an incomparable pressure.

"I didn't expect that the two little girls around Han Xu also had such cultivation."

After seeing this person clearly, Qing'er's face turned pale, because she knew this person, Tang Liang, one of the ten Yamas of the Tang Sect.

Tang Liang ignored Qing'er and Yingying, because in his eyes, the two of them were no different from ants.

He looked at Han Luoling and said, "Lady Lingfei, let me send you off in person."

A steel needle appeared in his hand. With a slight wave of his hand, this steel needle could penetrate several meters of steel, and of course it could easily penetrate Han Luoling's head.

But at this moment, a brilliant sword light lit up, and Qing'er resisted Tang Liang's pressure and pulled out the sword given to her by Han Xu.