Ling Yun returned to the Shangshu's Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment, and was inevitably ridiculed by everyone again.
Yang Zhen said with a very regretful tone: "Commander Ling, you are incredible. So many people want good things, but you rejected them so directly. It is such a pity..."
Jiang Chun also lamented: "What a wonderful legendary story about heroes and beauties, but it has such a result. It is really disappointing!"
Ling Yun glanced at the two of them disapprovingly, and said teasingly: "How about I try to get such a good thing for you?"
The two of them shook their hands in fear.
Yang Zhendao: "I don't dare. If I marry such an arrogant and willful wife at home, I won't be able to survive a day."
Jiang Chun's color changed slightly, and he hissed: "Keep your voice down, if Miss Lu hears it, I won't be able to walk around in circles!..."
No matter how depressed Ling Yun was at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh after hearing their complaints.
He silently raised his head and looked at the helpless white cloud in the sky, and couldn't help but think of Lian Nanchun again...
At this moment, Lian Nanchun is busy preparing for her father's fifty-fifth birthday in Lianting.
Yes, today is November 13th, the birthday of Liantingzhong.
Feiyun Villa was decorated with lanterns and colorful banquets, creating a lively and prosperous scene.
Disciples such as Lian Louzhong, Lian Xuanzhong, Lian Nanchun and Zhang Weigu have been busy since the morning, busy setting up the place, preparing tables and chairs, arranging banquets, greeting guests and friends, drinking and toasting... They were busy until the evening, when the guests and friends dispersed. At the end of the song, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The drunken man in the training hall was supported by his attendants and went back to his room to sleep.
Seeing that nothing happened, Lian Nanchun asked Zhang Weigu and others to go back to rest, and he went back with his uncle Lianlouzhong and aunt Lianxuanzhong.
Lian Xuanzhong saw that Lian Nanchun had been listless all day, and had drunk a lot of wine, but had not eaten a few mouthfuls of delicious food. He couldn't help but worry and said: "Chun'er, are you okay?"
Lian Nanchun was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Auntie, what are you talking about? I've always been good, haven't I?"
Lian Xuanzhong said: "But, I see you have been..."
Lian Nanchun interrupted her and said, "Okay, aunt, don't worry anymore. Your niece is not one of those weak women who can't stand the slightest disturbance - I have nothing to do now, I'm just tired after a long day of work." Very good. It’s getting late, let’s all go back and rest!”
Lian Xuanzhong said: "That's good. Your uncle and I will go back first. If anything happens, call me."
Lian Nanchun nodded, said goodbye to Lian Xuanzhong and Lian Louzhong, and then went back to his residence.
After entering the door, she lay on the bed tiredly, thinking about the things that had happened in the past few days. She felt that her heart was in a mess, and she gradually fell into a trance...
She slept until midnight when she was awakened by the noise and noise outside. She climbed up from the bed sleepily and looked out the window. What she saw was a blaze of fire, mixed with the sounds of fighting and crying.
She felt her brain suddenly tremble and she suddenly woke up. She knew something was wrong, so she quickly put on her clothes and put on her boots, then turned around and took down the sword on the wall.
Lian Nanchun took the sword and just walked out the door when he saw a group of people in Tsing Yi surrounding him with murderous intent.
The leader was a woman, in her forties or fifties, with vulgar looks. She was Mrs. Yang who had been the martial arts master of the Marquis Mansion.
Lian Nanchun saw her and already understood eighty-nine points. He thought: It seems that Tianxiao's people took advantage of his father's birthday to attack Feiyun Villa.
At the same time, I also secretly regretted: these days, I have been troubled by the messy and annoying things in the past, and I have been confused and listless all day long; I didn't even take into account the sneak attack of the Tianxiao organization, and I was really too careless!
But at this time, she could no longer think too much, because Mrs. Yang had already led people to kill her. Lian Nanchun said nothing, pulled out his sword, and fought with these people.
Although these Tianxiao disciples are all highly skilled in martial arts, they are no match for Lian Nanchun; after more than ten rounds, most of them have been killed or injured.
Lian Nanchun was concerned about the safety of his father, uncle, aunt and others, and he had no intention of fighting, so he fought his way out and escaped.
I heard Mrs. Yang screaming from behind: "Lian Nanchun, you have hurt so many of my disciples, and you just want to leave?" With that, she raised her hand, pointed three cold stars, and went straight to Lian Nanchun. Nanchun attacks the head, chest, and abdomen.
Lian Nanchun smiled softly, turned around, and three sleeve arrows flew past his clothes.
Lian Nanchun dodged the hidden weapon and just stood upright when she suddenly felt darkness above her head. Before she could react, a huge net fell from the sky and covered her.
Mrs. Yang laughed loudly and said: "Lian Nanchun, you too will have this day! Come here, shoot her to death with an arrow!..."
Lian Nanchun felt miserable. She could only close her eyes in despair and wait for death.
All the disciples of Tianxiao were readying their bows and arrows and were about to take action when they suddenly screamed and fell to the ground dead. Lian Nanchun opened his eyes in surprise and saw that his aunt Lian Xuanzhong was fighting fiercely with Mrs. Yang.
At this time, Lian Xuanzhong hated the person who made the sneak attack. His long sword was like a rainbow, and several sharp killer moves forced Mrs. Yang to retreat continuously. Under Lian Xuanzhong's thunderbolt move, Mrs. Yang couldn't dodge, and the opponent's long sword had penetrated deeply into her chest!
Mrs. Yang screamed, blood burst out and splashed all over Lian Xuanzhong.
Lian Xuanzhong said ferociously: "Let me ask you, who is leading tonight?"
Mrs. Yang laughed miserably, "Do you think I will tell you? Lianxuanzhong, Liannanchun, don't be too proud, your death is coming soon! Hahaha..." She didn't finish her sentence, then her head drooped, Dying from anger.
Lian Xuanzhong walked over, raised his sword and cut off the rope that trapped Lian Nanchun's net, and asked with concern: "Chun'er, are you okay?"
Lian Nanchun shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter to me. Auntie, let's go and see how they are doing?"
While the aunt and nephew were talking, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps outside. I saw Lian Nanchun's maid Rou'er rushing in and crying: "Auntie, eldest lady, I finally found you! Something big has happened! Leader Lian, he...he..."
Their hearts suddenly sank, and they asked at the same time: "Tell me quickly, what happened to the gang leader?"
Rou'er cried: "The gang leader... he was assassinated... and died!..."
It was a bolt from the blue, and the aunt and nephew were both stunned. Lian Xuanzhong asked again, "What did you say?..."
Rou'er burst into tears, "He, the gang leader, was assassinated..."
Lian Xuanzhong yelled: "Impossible!...Have you seen it with your own eyes? How did you know?" With blood-red eyes, she grabbed Rou'er's wrist tightly, and her nails were almost embedded in her flesh.
Rou'er's face changed color due to pain, and she said tremblingly: "Auntie, please be gentle, how could I dare to tell such lies if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes? Just now I went to the aide's room to ask him if he had any other orders. As soon as I entered the door, it was incredible. , the bed was covered with blood, and the old man was lying on the bed, but his head was gone..."
Lian Nanchun felt that everything in front of him was shaking, his body was shaky, and he could hardly stand steady.
Lian Xuanzhong stubbornly yelled: "That's impossible! Are you sure that's the gang leader? - My third brother won't die so easily! He is a good person and has unparalleled martial arts skills. No one can kill him... "As she spoke, her cheeks were filled with tears.
"Don't deceive yourself. What do you think this is?" Someone outside suddenly said coldly.
Lian Nanchun and Lian Xuanzhong couldn't help but tremble in their hearts; they hurriedly looked back and saw a strong, muscular and masked man in black slowly walking in, followed by many Tsing Yi disciples of Tian Xiao.
Lian Xuanzhong's eyes followed his every move, and finally stopped at the tip of a Tianxiao disciple's knife behind him.
There was a bloody human head on the tip of the knife, and all the pain before death was condensed on the face forever.
Lian Xuan suddenly felt that his mind went blank. If this head doesn't belong to Third Brother Lianting, who does it belong to?
Her eyesight turned black and she almost fell down, thanks to Rou'er beside her who helped her up. She was filled with grief and anger, and burst into tears. After a while, she said: "How did you kill him?..."
The masked man in black sneered, with a hint of ridicule flashing through his deep eyes, "Do we still need to go to great lengths to kill him at this time? He's as drunk as a dead pig. It doesn't take a martial arts master, ordinary people can kill him. He! It’s only his fault that he is too complacent. This is called extreme happiness leading to sorrow—Taoist priest, don’t you think so?”
As he said that, he turned his face to the Taoist in Qingyi next to him who had an immortal style.
Lian Xuanzhong was startled when he met the eyes of the Taoist priest in green next to the masked man in black. He couldn't help but murmured: "Bai Yu, is it really you?... It's been ten years, you are so heartless..."
Bai Yu narrowed one eye and raised one corner of his mouth slightly, "Who are you, a bitch? I don't know you!"
Lian Xuan felt bitter in her heart, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You ungrateful bitch...tell me, did you kill my third brother?"
Bai Yu raised his face and said, "So what?"
Lian Xuanzhong said bitterly: "Bai Yu, my third brother treated you well before, but you actually did this!"
Bai Yu snorted coldly, with a look of disdain.
The masked man in black laughed contemptuously at the side and said: "Lian Xuanzhong, just curse as much as you like! You are all going to die anyway, so it's better to say a few more words and speak freely, so as not to end up like Yan Jun." There is so much resentment and nowhere to vent it!”
Lian Nanchun finally recovered at this time. She slowly walked up to the masked man in black, stared into his eyes with a pair of cold scarlet eyes, and said word by word: "You are Li Ruiyun... So you are not dead..."
