"You don't need to know." After the leading man in black said that, he rushed towards Fang Zilan.
The plum sword flew in her hand, and in the blink of an eye the man in black fell under her sword. The others looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then swarmed up and surrounded her.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." The corners of Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, the light in her eyes was almost magical, and the blood surged in her chest. Her hand holding the sword became a little tighter, and she must fight quickly.
She immediately became cruel and took out the dagger she carried with her with her left hand. She held a sword in one hand and a dagger in the other. Blood splattered everywhere as her hands rose and fell.
A man in black barely escaped a fatal blow. Just as he raised his hand to fight back, his right hand was cut off by her sword, and he couldn't help but scream.
Fang Zilan put away the dagger and stepped forward to strangle the man in black by the throat. Her voice was as cold and hard as Shura's, "Tell me, who sent you here?"
The man in black moved his mouth, but no sound came out. In the flash of lightning, Fang Zilan had already removed his jaw and sneered: "Do you want to bite your tongue to commit suicide, or swallow poison?"
The man in black looked at the person in front of him dumbfounded, and saw the cruel and cold smile on her face, which made his hair stand on end and shuddered.
"If you don't want to say it, you can." Fang Zilan loosened her grip on the man in black's neck, "But if you want to die, you can't."
The plum sword in her hand was pointed directly at the left hand of the man in black. The sword flashed and cut off his left hand. Blood flowed down the sword body, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night, like a manzhushahua blooming in hell.
But every word in her mouth is more frightening than hell, "If you want to kill me, if you fall into my hands, you will be unable to survive or die."
"You!" The man in black took advantage of Fang Zilan's relaxation to take a breath. Shock flashed across his face. Just when he was about to say something, he saw a flash of silver in front of his eyes, and his tongue was cut out.
Fang Lihui, who was dozens of steps away, had already turned his head away and did not dare to look down. Vice General Cao still maintained his alert posture and remained motionless.
Awan clenched her fists and ran quickly to Fang Zilan's side, and as expected she saw the blood on the corner of her mouth.
She knew something was wrong when she saw her using both blades. She was even more surprised when she saw her abnormal cruelty. She had no choice but to confirm whether she was okay. Who would have thought that it would confirm the uneasiness in her heart.
"Fang Zilan!" Awan lowered his voice, but still couldn't stop shaking. She wanted to reach out to support Fang Zilan, but she was afraid that Deputy General Cao and Fang Lihui behind her would see something strange, so she could only pretend to be relaxed and said: "How can a killer of this level dirty Master Fang's hands? Why don't you leave it to me to handle it? .”
Fang Zilan knew Awan's good intentions, but she gritted her teeth and shook her head.
She leaned into the ear of the man in black and whispered like a ghost, "Whoever sent you here, it won't be long before you see him underground."
After she said the last word, she suddenly increased the strength in her hands, and the man in black lost his breath in an instant.
Seeing that the people in black were all dead, Awan hurriedly said: "Everyone is dead. Mr. Fang, we might as well go back to the house first and conduct a detailed investigation later."
"That's fine." Fang Zilan followed the current, put away the plum sword, adjusted her breath, wiped the blood from the corners of her lips quietly, and then turned around to look at Fang Lihui and Deputy General Cao not far away.
She walked up to the two of them without any hesitation, covered in blood, and said in a somewhat careless voice, "The killer bumped into Mr. Fang, I hope Mr. Fang is not to blame."
"It's okay." Fang Lihui calmed down and looked at Fang Zilan with a hint of fear in his eyes, "Master Fang is not injured, is he?"
"It's just a few thieves who can't hurt me." Fang Zilan glanced at Fang Lihui who was pretending to be calm, thinking that the ruthless method just now would definitely prevent him from putting himself and Fang Mansion together again. After the concubine contacted him, she turned to Deputy General Cao and said, "Old Cao, please send Mr. Fang back to the post house and then back to the house."
"Master Fang, there is no need to trouble." Fang Lihui waved his hand quickly, "I can just go back by myself."
"Yanzhou has not been peaceful recently. If something goes wrong with Mr. Fang, I will not be able to explain it to the Fang family." Fang Zilan said this sentence very strongly. Fang Lihui immediately stopped refusing and nodded obediently: "Thank you, Lieutenant General Cao. . Let Lihui pay a visit in person in the future, and then have a chat with Mr. Fang."
When the figures of Deputy General Cao and Fang Lihui disappeared from the street, Fang Zilan shook slightly and almost lost her balance. Fortunately, Awan quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands, with a gloomy look on her face, "What kind of heroism are you trying to be? Deputy General Cao and I both Yes, you obviously don’t need to..."
"Nothing needed?" Fang Zilan interrupted Awan and coughed a few times, "They are all dead soldiers. I'm afraid that you and Lao Cao can't handle them, so I might as well take action."
"We can't handle it, but you can handle it!" Awan was angry, but Fang Zilan grabbed her sleeve, and she saw two words written on the palm of her hand, someone.
A Wan understood the idea and immediately did not dare to be careless. He used a little force in his hand to hold Fang Zilan more stable, and said loudly: "With our master Fang's skills, we can deal with several dead soldiers in the blink of an eye. After tonight, I see Who doesn't have the guts to dare to take advantage of our Lord Fang?"
"Why are you so arrogant?" Fang Zilan agreed, smiled, shook his head, and whispered in Awan's ear: "The few people just were testing me. They didn't dare to take action easily when they saw that I was fine."
"I know." Awan held her wrist tightly, her palms sweating.
Awan suppressed her uneasiness and had only one thought in her mind: There was still some distance from the mansion. If someone in the dark took action at this time, she would risk her life to protect Fang Zilan.
Fang Zilan seemed to see what she was thinking, and smiled slightly with clear eyes, "Awan, do you believe me?"
"Believe it." Awan blurted out without thinking, and then her eyes could not hide the panic. She shook her head violently to signal Fang Zilan not to mess around.
"Don't worry, I know it well." Fang Zilan patted the back of Awan's hand reassuringly, but Awan bit her lips tightly, for fear that she would do something unexpected.
However, the walk back was uneventful. The moment he entered the house, Awan's heart dropped to his stomach.
Just when she was about to say a few words to Fang Zilan, she heard a young boy call out to Mr. Fang in a crisp voice.
The two of them looked up and saw Shangguan Fei sitting under the courtyard railing.
When Fang Zilan heard Shangguan Fei calling her, she wanted to take her arm out of A Wan's hand, but A Wan held it tighter. She had no choice but to walk to Shangguan Fei with A Wan's help.
Before she could speak, Awan said first, "You are still injured. If you don't stay in the house and have a good rest, what are you doing at the door at night?" After she finished speaking, she turned to look at the housekeeper standing at the door, "Stand still. Why don't you send people back quickly?"
