Ling Tianfang coughed lightly, "I won't hide it from you, young master. The woman in the second painting is our Prince Zhong's grandson's woman. So..."
The young master shouted with a sullen face, "Even if the woman in power in the Zhou Dynasty falls in love with the Emperor Guangming, he has to give in!"
Ling Tianfang was so blocked that his face was ashen and speechless.
The young master glanced at Ling Tianfang coldly, opened the portrait of Yan Zi, and revealed the third picture.
Xu Shu took a wrong step and stepped forward, blocking Ling Tianfang's view. Ling Tianfang just stepped forward. Xu Shu actually grabbed the picture and walked around the stone table with excitement on his face, "It's him, it's him. The painting looks so similar." Like."
The young master was overjoyed. He was finally sure that Xu Shu knew the inside story. He said excitedly, "Where is he? Tell me quickly."
Ling Tianfang was extremely curious. He took two steps and walked around the stone table towards Xu Shu.
"No, there's something wrong..."
Xu Shu pointed to the human figure on the painting.
"What's wrong?"
The young master came closer.
Hua Pong also came closer. The painting was painted by Hua Pong after he determined that what Wei Mingtang was looking for was the Seven Star Prostitutes Group.
Compared to the Kaimingtang gang, they only saw Xu Shu from a distance through telescopes.
Hua Pants had dealt with Xu Shu many times at close range, and he hated Xu Shu so deeply that he thought about it so much that he would never forget Xu Shu's appearance even in his dreams.
At that time, when the painter finished painting, Hua Trousers Lian Hu not only resembled them in appearance, but also in spirit.
At this moment, Yan Zi said that the painting was wrong, and Hua Peng was also very curious.
At this moment, Ling Tianfang finally came closer and saw the person in the painting clearly, and his heart suddenly dropped, "Isn't this the boy she pretended to be when she first met Yan Zi at sea?
Could it be said that Yan Zi is the mortal enemy of Wei Mingtang.
No, she can't have this ability.
Wait, these paintings should be of the same scene, that is to say, the painter was observing from a distance or using a telescope.
This means that Yan Zi and the boy Yan Zi pretended to appear at the same time.
This, how is this possible!
Unless, unless the person I called the formation at that time was not Yan Zi, but Yan Zi's accomplice.
It's just that Yan Zi told him the secret, and the ghost-faced monkey didn't have the ability to accurately guide. It was me who misunderstood.
Wait, that was a misunderstanding. Could it be that I also misunderstood the Yan Zi in front of me... Ah! "
At this thought, Ling Tianfang felt a chill in his chest. The next moment, he saw the boning knife inserted into his chest.
Almost at the same time, he also saw a bullet spray out from Xu Shu's palm, and the next moment, the bullet shot into the chest of Hua Pants.
I also saw the ghostly light emitted by the young master's ghost boy hit the fake Yan Zi. The next moment, the boning knife that pierced his chest was pulled out from his body and raised high. The clear light of the blade flashed and the ghostly light shattered.
Then, Ling Tian fell down, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the fake Yan Zi pointing his fingers at the young master like lightning.
At such a close distance, the young master had no time to react, so he stayed on the spot.
Just when Ling Tianfang's consciousness was about to fall silent, he heard footsteps outside, and the last thought came to his mind: No matter how powerful you are, you must die here.
Unexpectedly, just when this thought came to his mind, he heard fake Yan Zi's roar, "Brother Jiang, Mr. Cao, hurry up, hurry up, Wei Mingtang has fallen out, the one named Ling is dying, hurry up..."
As soon as the voice came, Ling Tianfang felt like he had been given a cardiotonic injection. He vomited blood and the heaviness in his chest was relieved a lot.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a middle-aged man with a sword on his back and an old man in a colorful robe rushing in from the front door. From the direction of the back door, there were also more than ten people running out, who were the young master's followers.
The fake Yan Zi was strangling the young master's neck, and the northwest black tiger was pressed against the young master's temple.
Ling Tianfang tried his best to point at Yan Zi and wanted to speak, but he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
The middle-aged man with a sword on his back rushed forward, and with his fingers moving like the wind, he continuously sealed Ling Tianfang's key points. However, the pressure on the points was sparse, and Ling Tianfang vomited blood again, and then fell into a coma.
The young master's retinue who rushed in was also shocked and angry, shouting and yelling incessantly.
However, the young master fell into the hands of Xu Shu, and they threatened Xu Shu to let him go quickly, and cursed Qi Xingzhou for being dishonest.
The middle-aged man with the sword and the old man in the flower robe had no idea what was going on.
The only thing that was certain was that the cooperation between Xing Zhouhui and Wei Mingtang completely collapsed.
Seeing Xu Shu restraining the young master, the two of them grabbed Ling Tianfang and fled, not caring about Xu Shu's life or death.
The young master's guards were so angry at Xingzhou Hui that the middle-aged man with a sword on his back and a flower-robed old man escaped from the front door with Ling Tianfang on his back. Half of the young master's guards then ran out of the back door and hurriedly chased him away.
"Don't move. I have no intention of hurting your young master. I just want to leave safely. If anyone has other ideas, I was frightened and my hands shook. If you hurt your young master again, you must not blame me."
Xu Shu threatened and complained secretly. He didn't expect that Ling Tian would risk his life so much that he wouldn't die even if he was stabbed in the vital part.
I didn't expect that the middle-aged man with the sword and the old man in the flower robe would play so well. At the critical moment, he would abandon himself and run away.
Now he was left alone to face off against the wolves.
Among the remaining five guards, there was Xu Shu's old acquaintance Skeleton Monster.
He held the wooden soul staff in his hand and stared at himself coldly, not even looking at the flowery pants lying on the ground.
Xu Shu calmed down, considered the current situation, and felt relieved.
For me, this is already the optimal solution.
Given the situation at that time, if he didn't take the opportunity to attack, even if Ling Tianfang didn't see through him, Hua Pants would surely see through him.
He has learned how to identify people with his hands.
For his original pair of hands, Ling Tianfang preconceived the idea that it was Yan Zi who was a master of disguise. He also had the theory of "acting big rather than small, pretending to be tall rather than short" to Wang Sun, and did not feel that it was against the rules at all.
But Hua Pants has a sharp gaze and a fiery eye.
Therefore, ever since the flower pants came in, he had quietly tucked them into his sleeves, knowing that he would be exposed in an instant, so he could only wait for the opportunity to attack.
It's fine now. I stabbed Ling Tianfang, wounded Hua Pants, and restrained the young master.
The most important thing is that it muddied the waters and messed up the relationship between Wei Mingtang and Xing Zhouhui, and the results were remarkable.
With the idea clear, Xu Shu took the young master and exited the stone house. Before leaving, he put the portrait on the table and the thick stack of books into his Xumi bag.
After retreating more than a hundred steps, he felt a stinging pain in the middle of his eyebrows. He secretly thought it was not good and shouted in a cold voice, "Young Master, your subordinates can't stand the loneliness.
I know that more than one supernatural means is now aimed at my head.
Please advise them to put away this senseless trick. If my head is wrong, I guarantee that your head will be the first to have an accident. "
The young master is a Yin Discerner. At this moment, Xu Shuyu's fingers are brushing his acupoints, and the blood vessels all over his body are blocked. It is difficult to even breathe, and he can't speak.
However, Xu Shu's words were obviously not meant for him.
As soon as Xu Shu finished speaking, the tingling sensation between his eyebrows disappeared immediately.
Xu Shu had already expected this.
The fact that the young master dares to boast about dedicating Qin Bing and Yan Zi to the Guangming Emperor of the He Kingdom shows that he has a distinguished status.
The more prominent the young master's status is, the more helpful it will be for Xu Shu to escape.
At the moment, Xu Shu carried the young master and walked quickly, and the young master's guards could only walk quickly after him.
After walking less than two miles, he heard the rustling of leaves. Xu Shu stopped and raised a gun to the young master's temple, and saw a fat Toutuo stepping on the branches in the air and rushing towards him.
He wore a band on his head like a monk's martial pine, and his black hair was spread out, making him look like a demon.
After more than a dozen ups and downs, they rushed from two hundred meters away to ten feet away.
Xu Shu suddenly thought that Bai Mei was injured because Hua Pants took the opportunity to sneak attack him during a fight with an evil leader from Kai Mingtang.
This is probably the fat man in front of me.
Seeing that Evil Tutuo had already rushed within ten feet, Xu Shu shot into the sky before threatening him.
Suddenly, a clear light emerged from the young master's chest, covering him instantly.
The bullet Xu Shu shot was obviously aimed at the sky, but it was also deflected by the clear light coming out of the young master's chest.
In the blink of an eye, Badutuo had attacked three feet away.
Xu Shu stamped his palm on the young master's chest, and the young master flew backwards, vomiting blood in the air.
The big hand reached back from the young master's chest, and Xu Shu had a black jade in his palm.
Xu Shu guessed that this jade must be a protective treasure for the young master.
At that time, he used jade fingers to brush his acupoints to deal with the young master, but the body-protecting jade was not activated.
But when bullets are used, the protective jade takes effect.
It is enough to prove that this body-protecting jade cannot recognize physical attacks.
He put a palm print on the young master's chest, not Tianling Gai, in the hope that the seriously injured young master could hold off the evil head.
Sure enough, Badutuo changed direction in the air and caught the young master.
Seeing that the plan was successful, Xu Shu started to walk and ran wildly.
When it was too late, Xu Shu was shocked when hundreds of flying needles flew out like a downpour.
When fighting against an internal master like Eitutuo, the most fearful thing is this weapon of mass destruction.
Xu Shu moved Tian Changbu with his feet, and the Jingmei knife in his hand danced wildly into the wind, and he quickly rushed behind a towering ancient tree.
Puff puff puff, flying needles as dense as a torrential rain pierced into the giant tree.
Xu Shu was about to breathe a sigh of relief when, pop, pop, two flying needles actually penetrated the giant tree and penetrated his vest.
Although it didn't penetrate deep into the flesh, he pulled out the two flying needles with a wave of his hand.
Immediately, Eituo Tuo's sharp shouts were like muffled thunder, "The thief has been hit by my flying soul needle and will definitely die. The rest will be left to you. No matter whether he is dead or alive, he must be brought back to me."
Several loud promises were made.
Xu Shu took off the flying needle and looked closely, and saw that the needle was black and green.
Suddenly, my stomach began to churn violently.
"Seven-star prostitute, it doesn't matter that you are really a silver soul, so it's okay. I'll take the trouble to send you on your way, and it won't be in vain to get your Jingmei sword."
The skeleton monster easily locked Xu Shu's identity through the Jingmei Knife.
He was ecstatic in his heart, knowing that no matter whether he could catch the Seven-Star Prostitute or not, he was a miraculous feat.
Got it, it goes without saying.
No matter what, the information he had about Qixing's prostitutes would definitely bring him considerable benefits in Weimingtang.
The most important thing is that the Jingmei Dao, which he has been thinking about so much that he even has a quarrel with Hua Pants, is already close at hand.
