No one could see clearly how he killed his accomplice, because his movements were so fast that it was dazzling.

"Why is no one willing to answer yet? Hey, my sword has been unsheathed. If I don't let it absorb some human blood, I'm afraid it won't be willing to return it."

Feng Hua smiled and raised the sword, placed it in front of his eyes, looked around, and Yun Tan said coquettishly.

Everyone looked at him studying the sword and smiling, and their scalps felt numb. The person closest to the door seemed to have the strongest reaction.

He got up from the ground, endured the pain in his back, pointed at Fenghua and shouted, "You madman, if you have the guts, give it to me. We are not as good as others, and we fall into your hands. We have nothing to say, come on,

If I blink, I’m not a good man!”

After hearing this, Fenghua laughed wildly, "Haha, I didn't expect you to be a man. However, if you want to die, I won't let you die! Because... I have only understood one thing since I can remember,

That is, those who follow me will live, and those who go against me will die!"

When the sound stopped, the smile on his face also disappeared. He raised his hand, and a dart glowing with white light flew toward the man's eyes with a whoosh.

Immediately after a scream, the man covered his eyes and fell to the ground. Blood began to pour out from between the fingers of his hands.

This young man's skills are so strong that they are starting to get scared now. For such a small amount of money, there is no point in risking their lives here.

"Young hero, if you have any questions, just ask. As long as we know, we will definitely tell you everything we know!"

Hehe, I want to answer at this time, but it’s too late!

He stared at the group of killers with cold eyes, and slowly raised the sword in his hand. He had previously practiced his sword energy to the ninth level, and he didn't know how powerful it was, so he might as well give it a try with these killers.

At this moment, his ears moved and he heard footsteps of different sizes coming from outside the door.

"It's really troublesome! Come up at this time..."

Fenghua stood by the window and swept his sleeves towards the door. There was a clang and the door fell down!

Standing outside the door was the shopkeeper who had just walked to the door. His hands were hanging in the air and he looked extremely embarrassed.

After a moment, the shopkeeper exclaimed, "Oh my god, sir, what kind of trouble are you making? Who are these people, and why do they look like assassins?"

Feng Hua glanced at his eyebrows and took out an ingot of gold from his arms and threw it over, "I have damaged the furnishings in your store. You can take them and buy new ones. Just don't belabor me here. I have something very important to do."

Gotta do it!”

The shopkeeper took the gold ingot and weighed it in his hand. His frown immediately relaxed, and the gloomy expression on his face disappeared. He happily bowed and said, "Yes, yes! Let's go now, little one."

As soon as the shopkeeper turned around and left, Fenghua coughed heavily at the empty door, "You came so late, how can you be so confident that I can deal with it alone?"

Hearing Fenghua talking to the air, the remaining killers widened their eyes. The nervous heartbeats and even breathing of several people were heard. In this quiet and eerie atmosphere, the county was extremely clear.

A middle-aged man appeared at the door of the room and came in with a smile, "The young master is so capable. If my subordinates had come earlier, wouldn't they have stumbled and missed the young master?"

Huh, glib!

Fenghua's handsome face was stern, he turned to look at the window, and his voice was cold, "I'll leave the rest to you, I'm tired..."

The middle-aged man did not say a word. Feng Hua just heard the footsteps behind him walking in. He knew that Uncle Quan's methods had always been ruthless. If it hadn't been for him back then, he would not have been able to sit peacefully in the house of the Sect Master of the Sword Weeping Alliance.

in position.

really--

After a while, various sounds of broken bones and low howls came from behind him, "You... kill us, please don't humiliate us like this... We also use people's money to eliminate disasters. In fact,

To be honest, we don’t know who our employer is, we just communicated through letters and exchanged letters with a woman named Yan Niang.”

The middle-aged man smiled, straightened up, and seemed to be walking in the direction of Fenghua, but he suddenly drew his sword and waved his sword.

After one move, the eight killers tilted their heads at the same time and died!!

"Young Master, look at the next step. Are we looking for this Yan Niang?"

Fenghua turned around, stared at the middle-aged man's face, and said seriously, "Uncle Quan, do you know? My aunt Feng Liluo's death may have been man-made, and now someone wants to kill me. It seems that

Things must not be simple. Okay, so you can go back to the villa and discuss it with the four elders. I will stay here temporarily and look for clues in the capital."

"Young Master, I think you should go back to the villa with me. After all..."

Li Quan didn't say the next words, so he was blocked by Feng Hua, "Don't ask Luo Li to say anything more, I've made up my mind!"

*****

The winter night was extremely cold, the north wind kept roaring, and the leaves of the two big trees outside the emperor's palace fell to the ground after being blown by a gust of wind...

After the Yu Linwei who was patrolling the night walked over, he made a creaking sound, which made it even more cold and weird.

But inside the palace, it was as warm as spring, with four huge charcoal braziers glowing red flames. Emperor Beiao was sitting behind the incense table, listening to the words of a man dressed in white and with a fairylike air.

"Your Majesty, please believe what Pindao said. The prince's illness is not an ordinary illness, but a heart disease! Pindao has been practicing in the mountains. The master told him in a dream the day before yesterday and gave Pindao a magic weapon. Master

Your Majesty said, everyone in the world has their own destiny and reincarnation. The prince owed others in his previous life, so he must do it in this life..."

When Emperor Beiao heard this, Long Yan was so angry that he stood up from his chair and slapped the table...

"Bastard! Where did you come from, a crazy Taoist priest!? You are talking nonsense, nonsense! What about past life reincarnation, karma, I am not a three-year-old child, let you coax me! Huh, I don't blame you for breaking into the palace, you can go!

"

The white-robed Taoist priest frowned slightly when he heard this, "Your Majesty, if you don't believe it, it's fine. If the prince doesn't wake up after tonight, then please ask the emperor to watch from here,"

As he spoke, the Taoist priest took out a mirror from his bag and placed it on the incense table. He then continued, "This mirror is called the 'Yin Yang Mirror'. As long as you press the hand of the person you want to see on this mirror, it will light up."

After drinking tea, you can see his afterlife, looking at the world from the front and the underworld from the back. Remember, Your Majesty, this mirror is a treasure of Taixu. You must not make it public, otherwise your country will be ruined.

..”

Emperor Beiao picked up the mirror suspiciously, looked around, and found that it was no different from an ordinary mirror, so he asked, "Is this mirror really that magical?"
Chapter completed!