Yuan Hong frowned when he heard the leopard hissing. He took the inkstone with his left hand and threw it towards the door, shouting loudly.

"big eyes!"

Then he told Qingyun,

"Raise fire!"

Qingyun understood, casually pulled a few pieces of paper and ran to the incense burner.

It's just that the incense head has a small flame, so it's quite troublesome to ignite the pulped paper.

The leopard's hiss became clearer and clearer in his ears. Qingyun couldn't restrain his hands from shaking, and almost extinguished the incense several times.

At this moment, a human figure came straight from outside the house. I saw him appear from behind the four mottled beasts, but he arrived first and rushed to the door.

The body movement of the man was as fast as a ghost, and his disheveled hair made horizontal strokes, dragging out a straight-line afterimage.

The visitor flashed into the house and kicked the broken inkstone out of the door without stopping.

Thick black ink spread all over the floor, and a sweet scent of ambergris filled the air.

The eyes of the four snow leopards are red, as if hunger has triggered the most primitive greed of creatures.

But they respect the laws of nature more than humans. The dangerous smell from the ocean overlord contained in ambergris makes them hesitate to cross for a while.

The big man who was faster than a leopard slammed the door shut and was about to bolt it.

Yuan Hong's cold voice was still a step slower after all,

"Don't close the door!"

The big man tried to open the door again, but it was already too late.

Snow leopards' nerves are extremely sharp. The prey they had targeted suddenly disappeared from sight, and they immediately noticed the ventilation windows around them.

The beasts were simple-minded and therefore decisive. Without a moment's hesitation, the four snow leopards divided into two teams and flanked them through the side windows.

The big man knocked down one of the window bolts with his palm, and a leopard's head was pushed in. The window lattice shattered and the window paper flew away.

The big man shouted loudly and punched the snow leopard on the forehead.

Hearing a low-pitched howl, the leopard was shaken so hard that its neck shrank back, its front paws were knocked out, and half of its body sank.

But another snow leopard had already jumped up on his companion's shoulder.

The big man picked up half of the window lattice and thrust forward with the ferocious canine teeth, straight into the snow leopard's right eye.

The leopard let out a strange cry and fell over.

While the man was fighting with the two snow leopards, the window pane on the other side had also been smashed.

The paper in Qingyun's hand had just caught fire, and he was confused.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, he shouted to Yuan Hong,

"There's a sword under the table!"

Yuan Hong reached out and touched the hilt of the sword. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled the sword out of its sheath.

A cold light flashed, and Yuan Hong let out a melancholy sigh, and a sword shadow flashed like a dragon in Kui's body, floating like an immortal, twisting towards the beast's head that was protruding from both ends.

"Fengshan Jian. On the ninth floor, Hong Jian is in Kui, and his feathers can be used as rituals."

This is the most elegant and majestic style among Xunlan Five Qi.

Qingyun just read Gai Kun's annotation two days ago, how could he not recognize it?

At this time, he saw that the King of Wei actually used his own sword move with such precision that he was stunned for a moment, and the posture in his hand froze, and the flames took advantage of this to ignite.

Qingyun was startled and hurriedly shook the ball of fire out of his hand. When he came to his senses, he remembered that he wanted to set fire to it, so he hurriedly picked up the papers on the case and threw them into the red flames one by one.

Yuan Hong drove back two ferocious beasts with one sword and stabbed a snow leopard in the front paw, but did not take the risk to pursue it.

Seeing that Qingyun had already set the paper on fire, he cut off a section of the window curtain and threw it into the fire.

The big man on the other side had no weapons, and his left arm had been scratched by a leopard's claw. Although the wound was not deep, blood was gurgling out, making him look a little embarrassed.

But the condition of the two leopards he faced was even worse. One was blind, the other had wooden thorns on its shoulder, blood dripping from its nose, salivating from the mouth, shouting with joy, and did not dare to pounce at will.

The big man took a moment to breathe, then relied on his physical skills to kick over two rows of bookshelves.

As the fire gradually started, King Wei and the man retreated into the ring of fire.

The snow leopard roared a few times outside the house, and was quite frightened when it saw the light of the fire. It just walked around the house, hoping to find a loophole, and did not dare to break in for a while.

Suddenly, the voices of several children sounded outside the door,

"Ugly slave, put out the bait quickly and lure those beasts over. Don't let him hurt anyone.

Mingda, lower the lasso.

Dati, come and help me pull the rope."

This is not a wild place, and time is extremely tight. There is no way to deploy an automatically tightening animal trap.

So Xiaopoluo Khanbaling quickly guided several children to set up the animal trapping lasso that required active stimulation.

This kind of lasso is similar to a bird's trap. The rope must be pulled to close the lasso at the moment when the beast comes into the trap, which requires extremely high reaction requirements.

These children neither wanted to see the snow leopard hurt anyone, nor did they want the leopards to die as a result, so they took the risk to capture the beasts alive. I really don’t know whether they should be considered bold by skilled people or fearless by ignorant people.

Yuan Hong saw the situation clearly through the broken window and sighed,

"Zhu Yan hasn't arrived yet, and I think we've run into some trouble.

Go and protect those children quickly, don't let them be injured by the leopard.

There was a fire here, but it was still safe for a while."

The man was taking orders to go when he suddenly heard the faint sound of metal hitting and said anxiously,

"There are assassins. Zhu Yan must have already started to attack them."

Yuan Hong's face was very calm, neither panicked nor surprised, but there was a little sadness in his eyes.

"Well, sound the warning!

Go take care of those children quickly. If the beasts run wild, it will be really troublesome.

Although they have animal nature, they are ultimately weak.

Here, I have a helper here, so don’t worry.”

The man did not dare to object to King Wei's order. He turned over and jumped out of the window. In his arms was a pottery xun. The sound of sobbing sounded several long and short times, piercing the void and dispersed far away.

Yuan Hong swung his robe and threw his sword towards Qingyun,

"You look so much like your dad."

"You, you..." Qingyun took the sword, knowing that his identity had been revealed and he didn't know how to answer.

Yuan Hong turned around, not looking at Qingyun. The firelight reflected on his face, and the two wet marks on his cheeks reflected the swaying red flames, which were particularly conspicuous.

"You must have never met your father, right?

But your feelings for him are so sincere, otherwise how could you appear in front of me?

I also have a child, who grew up beside me for fifteen years.

But,

Hey! You should know who sent you to me, right?"

Qingyun looked at the King of Wei in the firelight. He was not as powerful and majestic as he imagined, nor was he as commanding as he imagined.

The back figure in the firelight was lonely and desolate, no different from the crowd.

At this moment, the sword was in his hand. If he wanted to fulfill his late father's last wish and fight against the invaders all over China, he only had to fight with his palm.

Would it have been the same when the ancestor Qing Ke's plot was revealed?

Qingyun gave a bitter smile. He knew that if he took action at this time, even if he succeeded, even if he escaped unscathed, he would not feel any satisfaction or sense of accomplishment.

"You are sad today.

I also don't like to be used as a tool.

There are some things I don't have answers for yet.

When I have the answer in my mind, I may come back to you."

Yuan Hong suddenly turned his head back, looked at Qingyun carefully, and nodded seriously.

"You're fine!

If you want me to do something to help you find the answer, you can come to me anytime.

When you think about it, you can come to me directly.

The grudge between you and me is a private matter, and I will not resort to external forces to resolve it.

Do you have a token of the Little Dragon King in your hand?

When you want to see me, you can take this sign and go to King Anfeng, and he will help you."
To be continued...