"If you completely get rid of the shackles of the body, you can really look forward to it." Mo Lin said, actually a little distracted. He couldn't help but fantasize about this scene, and he couldn't help but get excited.
But for now... After Mo Lin finished his fantasy, he patted Lu Ping on the shoulder with great regret: "For now, let's be more down-to-earth and find a way to rescue my uncle first?"
"Sure." Lu Ping nodded, "Let's talk about the future."
"Then find a way to sneak into the city first!" Xi Fan said.
"This is not difficult." Mo Lin said, "When I came here, I didn't go through the main entrance."
In Xiafeng City, there is the Fengfeng Academy.
Bang!
A crashing sound suddenly came from the sky above the college. On the sixth floor of the Zhaifeng Building, a window was shattered with this sound. Along with the broken pieces, a figure flew out and fell straight from the sixth floor window. In just a moment, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard. In the ears of many people.
"who?"
"Is it the dean?"
The anxious students discussed quietly. They recognized that the broken window belonged to the dean's room. At this time, Wei Zhong, the lord of Xiafeng City, was sitting there, wanting to question their dean. The person who was thrown directly out of the window inevitably thought that it was their dean. Even the dean was treated so roughly, what would be waiting for them?
But soon the news spread among the students who happened to be nearby. The person thrown out of the window was not their dean, but the guard of the city lord's mansion.
The city lord's palace guard?
What's going on? Is there another hidden master taking action?
The students were looking forward to the appearance of another "Guo Ting", but this time, they were disappointed. No one was thrown out from the sixth floor, but the guard of the city lord's palace who fell from the sixth floor was not dead yet. He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, held on to the wall, and reluctantly walked back into the building step by step. When the spies from the city lord's palace and the soldiers from the garrison saw him, they rushed to help him, but they were stopped by him with a wave of his hand. In this way, he moved into the building step by step, and then began to climb the stairs. A trail of blood was shed.
On the sixth floor of Zhaifeng Building, there is the dean's office.
Wei Zhong, who was sitting in the dean's seat, had an extremely gloomy face, while the subordinates who accompanied him all had their heads lowered. I didn't dare to express my anger.
Just now, they and Wei Zhong heard the report from the north exit. After a carefully planned plan to lure the snake out of the hole, the snake was lured out, but the result was that they were bitten severely by the snake again.
Wei Hu was killed in battle, and Wei Qing was captured alive by the opponent. Only half of the twelve guards in the city lord's mansion are still alive. Among them, Guard Bao has both broken ankles and needs to recover. Wei Meng has just been thrown directly from the sixth floor by the angry city lord. He will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die. At present, there are not many available people around Wei Zhong.
"Trash! Everything is trash!" Wei Zhong suddenly stood up and slapped Guo Youdao's generous desk into pieces.
"There are just a few young guys, do you want me to take action myself?" Wei Zhong roared.
Everyone was silent.
To be honest, they are just a few student brats. They really didn't take it seriously. But now, the twelve family guards missed one after another, and half of them even lost their lives. With the realm of those little devils, even if there is a master with three souls by their side, they will not be so strong. How on earth they got to this point is unclear, but no one dares to take the initiative to ask Ying to relieve Wei Zhong's worries.
"Speak, why is no one talking?" Wei Zhong stared at the people in front of him. But what answered him was still deathly silence.
Dangdangdang...
A knock on the door broke the silence, causing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Come in." Wei Zhong was not surprised by the sudden interruption. He said coldly.
The door was pushed open and Wei Meng appeared at the door. After staggering into the room, my legs were shaking, but I didn't dare to find anything to hold on to. Just trying to stand like that.
The height of six floors is not enough to throw a cultivator of his level into this state. But the problem is that Wei Meng did not dare to use the power of soul to protect himself. He took this blow forcefully and regarded it as the city lord's punishment for him.
But Wei Zhong didn't seem to understand his intentions at all, and his expression was still so gloomy and indifferent.
"Tell me what happened." Wei Zhong just heard the report of the results and threw Wei Meng out of the window. Such sufficient manpower and detailed deployment. No matter what happened, Wei Zhong could not accept this result. I am asking about what happened now just because I want to hear what valuable information there is for the next step, nothing more.
Of course Wei Meng didn't dare to hide anything, so he endured the pain and told the story.
As expected, this process would only make Wei Zhong's face look even more ugly.
"I never knew I had raised so much trash." Wei Zhong laughed angrily.
"Since it's trash, what's the use of keeping it?" Someone actually said something to Wei Zhong, coming from outside the window. Immediately afterwards, two figures were seen rushing in from the window, crossing each other in front of Wei Meng, and there seemed to be a flash of cold light. Wei Meng opened his mouth wide in horror, but he didn't make any sound.
"Goodbye, trash." The man on Wei Meng's left said.
"Never again," said the man on the right.
Wei Meng remained motionless, but suddenly blood splattered on his chest, and the smell of blood instantly filled the room. His legs finally stopped shaking and he died standing there.
The two people, one on the left and one on the right, turned around, Wei Zhong stood in front of them, and saluted together.
"Wei Zhan."
"Wei Zhong."
"I'm sending a message from a thousand miles away to see the city lord." The two said in unison.
"Okay." Wei Zhong nodded. The two family guards executed Wei Meng without consulting him at all, but Wei Zhong didn't even frown.
It wasn't because these two people understood his thoughts. At this point, let alone compared to Wei Kang, many ordinary spies were much smarter than the two of them.
They only made Wei Zhong particularly satisfied with one thing.
kill.
Among the twelve guards, when it comes to killing, no one can compare with these two, whether Wei Zhong, who is experienced, Wei Ming, who is full of tricks, or Wei Kang, who knows his heart best.
When it comes to killing people, these two are exceptionally efficient.
"Leave it to you." Wei Zhong only said four words. There was no redundant explanation. He believed that these two people would understand it themselves, using the efficient method they needed.
"Yes." The two took the order, turned around, and left.
There is only one thing that makes Wei Zhong feel a little regretful about entrusting the task to these two people.
As for these two people, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive. They are not very good at anything other than killing.
But Wei Zhong no longer wants to pay attention to so much, and his patience has its limits. Wei Zhong had lost patience with Lu Ping and the others. (To be continued.)
