There was silence in the courtyard, and all three of them frowned slightly.
The footsteps outside just kept wandering outside, and the thin sounds sounded quietly.
Li Jing put one hand on the table and stood up.
Wen Tao frowned and spread his hands towards the two of them, indicating that he was innocent.
Li Jing's hand on the table moved a little to one side, placed it gently on the hilt of the sword, and winked at Hou Qing.
The Corpse Ancestor understood immediately, jumped slightly on his toes, and flew to the roof, covering his body.
Holding the Longquan Sword in his hand, Li Jing glanced at Wen Tao and walked into the house.
After a while, Wen Tao frowned slightly and strode towards the courtyard door, listening to the noise outside that now calmed down a bit. He exhaled slowly and opened the courtyard door.
The sound of bows and crossbows being drawn was instantly heard outside. Wen Tao closed his eyes and saw that the narrow alley was densely packed with members of the Xuanming Sect in black and red armor.
Many bright long knives have been pulled out of their sheaths.
The first two leaders were figures wearing bull heads and horse faces. Behind him was a middle-aged man wearing a crown and a black and gold robe, with long cheeks and three long beards.
Grand Lord Cui Yu?
What is he here for?
Wen Tao's expression didn't change, and he still had time to look behind the Xuanming Cult, the madam and many clients who were too frightened to move.
No wonder there’s less noise…
Wen Tao's eyes flashed, but he slightly arched his hands in Cui Yu's majestic gaze.
"I wonder what Mr. Cui Mansion does when he comes here with such a formation?"
Speaking of which, Wen Tao's status in the Xuanming Sect is actually similar to that of a guest. After all, he is a person who has had single-line contact with Emperor Ming, and has much fewer constraints in the Xuanming Sect.
Naturally, he will not be as scared to death of Lord Cui like that bull-headed horse-faced man...
Cui Yu just stretched out a hand from her long sleeves and gently stroked her beard. She narrowed her narrow eyes and naturally looked into the courtyard behind Wen Tao.
"There was a spy at the city gate who reported that two people dressed strangely had entered the city, but they came this way. I happened to be nearby, so I rushed over with people, but I never thought This small courtyard is the residence of the Thief Saint..."
It seems to be a coincidence that since the last time Yunsheng Xiaodao beat up the members of the Xuanming Sect at the North City Gate, spies from the Xuanming Sect have been deliberately added to the four city gates in Bianzhou.
After all, we are at the feet of the emperor. There are countless high-ranking officials and spies from all sides. Necessary measures must be arranged.
And it just so happened that Corpse Ancestor's light blond hair, coupled with the red umbrella and other conspicuous objects on his body, naturally caught the eyes of the Xuanming Sect's spies.
After passing the message to Niu Touma Mian, he happened to meet Cui Yu leaving the house. He didn't know whether Cui Yu was interested in the light blond hair or the red umbrella. Anyway, a bunch of bad guys with crossbows and knives came over.
Wen Tao just smiled and did not deliberately block Cui Yu's view. He turned to the side and showed the empty yard to everyone.
"Don't be ridiculous, Mr. Wen. As a habit, Wen likes to buy some remote houses for storage... You also know that people like us like this kind of environment..."
Cui Yu's slightly raised eyebrows just frowned, and she stepped through the courtyard door without hesitation and walked in.
According to the spy's report, the two men must have entered this alley, but they didn't know where.
The other courtyards are all under control, but this last one has not been searched. If there is none here, only the one next to it...
Cui Yu's eyes flashed and she turned her gaze from the Cuihong Building next to her.
If it was really that person, it would be impossible to go to such a place...
Wen Tao crossed his arms and looked at the bull-headed horse guarding the door with a blank look, thinking something bad in his heart.
The reputations of these two guys within the Xuanming Sect are no worse than Black and White Impermanence, or even worse.
It just happened to happen today!
Fortunately, these two idiots did not expect that this was his residence. After Cui Yu entered the courtyard, they did not swarm in like other places. He just led someone to stand outside the door, waiting in a dignified manner.
Cui Yu walked around the courtyard for a while and had no intention of entering the house. He just casually looked around the courtyard and finally focused on the two stone benches next to the stone table.
"The Thief Saint's residence is rather simple."
Cui Yu was chatting and laughing, her figure seemed to be turning around aimlessly, but she was getting closer and closer to the stone table.
The corners of Wen Tao's eyes twitched, he coughed slightly and walked over.
"Although Wen is a thief, he understands that the money he obtained is not clean, so he does not dare to use it for his own luxury..."
Upon hearing this, Cui Yu, who had just walked to the stone table, suddenly stopped and tilted his head in a funny way.
"The mighty Thief Saint, Mr. Wen of the Xuanming Sect, am I also afraid of these things?"
Wen Tao just smiled awkwardly and rubbed his hands together: "After all..."
The voice just said it, and half of Li Jing's face was revealed at the door of the house a few steps away.
Because of Cui Yu and his position, a group of Xuanming Sect members standing outside the courtyard did not see this scene.
Cui Yu also had a blind spot in her sight because her back was to the door.
Wen Tao only vomited half of the words stuck in his throat, and just looked at Li Jing and winked at him.
Are you telling him to avoid it?
"Holy Thief?"
Seeing Wen Tao stunned for a few seconds, Cui Yu frowned slightly and just followed Wen Tao's gaze and looked back.
At this moment, Wen Tao's figure suddenly galloped backwards.
The two courtyard doors that were originally wide open were slammed shut with a strong gust of wind.
Cui Yu just turned around at this moment, and saw a delicate face suddenly appeared in front of him, and at the same time, there was a wide and long sword that shone with cold light.
Cui Yu's heart sank, and her right hand instantly touched a huge writing brush fastened to her waist.
But the long sword did not slow down, but instantly pierced through the body-protecting Qi that he had hurriedly raised. The cold and penetrating sword edge rested softly on Cui Yu's neck.
The main reason that slowed down Cui Yu's movements and defense was a red umbrella that kept flipping in front of him.
The hem of Hou Qing's white jade blouse embroidered with red letters slowly slid down along the edge of her trousers to her thighs and waist.
But he saw his feet hooked on the eaves of the house, standing upside down, holding a red umbrella with one hand, covering Cui Yu's face.
In just one breath, Lord Cui Yu was controlled and restrained.
Looking from Wen Tao's side, we can still see that his right hand is holding the round holder of the brush.
The tip of the pen, which had just been white and colorless, instantly seeped out countless ink with a black luster.
"Ofu-kun? Ofu-kun?"
At this time, fierce beating sounds could be heard from the courtyard door that was firmly blocked by the Qi machine.
Watching his movement, he immediately planned to jump up the wall.
Li Jing's face was strangely flushed, and a little bit of bright red blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. But with a faint smile on his face, he lightly patted Cui Yu's throat with the edge of the Longquan Sword and raised his chin.
Cui Yu looked at this young man with a delicate face, but couldn't see clearly his specific strength. Feeling the dizziness caused by the red umbrella, he hesitated for only half a breath before speaking in a low voice.
"Don't make any noise!"
"I have important matters to discuss with the Thief Saint, so just stay outside the door."
