"Chen Xuan! Chen Xuan!" Chen Luo was led directly to Chen Mansion by Wei Yan. As soon as he landed, Chen Luo shouted loudly, and the servants who had just rested also poked their heads out.
Chen Ping asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Master, what are you..."
"Where is Chen Xuan?"
Chen Ping pointed towards the backyard, and Chen Luo rushed towards the backyard.
Entering Chen Xuan's yard, it was pitch dark, and he didn't see the whirring little ring. Chen Ping's heart suddenly lifted. Suddenly, a painful groan came from Chen Xuan's bedroom, and it was Chen Xuan's voice.
Chen Luo's eyes were red, he suddenly kicked open the door and rushed in.
Although there were no lights in the room, the bright moonlight shone in through the window. Chen Luo saw a scene he couldn't believe, which was exactly:
The eyebrow peaks soaked in ink are wet with water, and the pretty face is red with flying clouds.
The mutton fat is condensed into a delicate body, and two jade rabbit arms lie horizontally.
At this moment, Chen Xuan immediately took a piece of clothing from the side and covered her exquisite body. She stood behind the tub and bowed slightly, somewhat avoiding it, but her tone was sharp: "Who?"
Chen Luo quickly turned around, facing away from Chen Xuan, and said with a guilty conscience: "It's me!"
Chen Luo clearly heard a voice of relief coming from behind him, and then Chen Xuan's tone became much gentler: "Why did you get in?"
"I encountered an assassination on the street. I was worried that something might happen to you, so I came to take a look."
"Were you assassinated?" Chen Xuan's voice suddenly rose, followed by a rustling sound. Soon Chen Xuan walked up to Chen Luo wearing a coat and touched Chen Luo with concern on her face. , "How's it going? Are you hurt?"
"No!" At this time, Chen Luo smelled the fragrance emanating from Chen Xuan's body and took a step back slightly, "Where is Xiaohuan?"
"The girl is feeling a little unwell. I asked her to lie down in her room." Chen Xuan then added, "Don't ask too much about the girl's family affairs."
Chen Luo nodded and his eyes fell on Chen Xuan. Thinking of the scene just now, his face instantly turned red. Fortunately, Chen Xuan was blind and couldn't see.
Chen Luo asked again, "Then what did you shout before? I thought you were in danger."
"I accidentally kicked the tub and screamed in pain. Who knew you were coming outside the door. It's okay, sister. You can't do this to other girls in the future."
"Well..." Chen Luo had no idea what to say. At this moment, Ji Zhong's voice reached Chen Luo's ears like the sound of nature.
Ji Zhong: "Sir, Wei Daru is still waiting for you in the middle hall!"
"Come on, come on..." Chen Luorumeng said to Chen Xuan and ran out quickly. Hearing Chen Luo's footsteps gradually moving away, Chen Xuan's brows slowly wrinkled, as if she was thinking about something important...
…
"Boy, this is called the death of the dark energy." Wei Yan stretched out his palm. At this time, the scar on Wei Yan's palm had mostly improved, but there was still a wound the size of a grain of rice. The black energy emerging from the wound was the same as Wei Yan's. The awe-inspiring righteousness is entangled with each other and refuses to retreat.
"Supposedly, this kind of attack only exists in the underworld, but I didn't expect it to appear in the human world. Tell me, who do you think is behind the scenes?"
Chen Luo looked at Wei Yan's wounds with a serious face and said, "This junior doesn't know the other party's true identity either. We can only lock in a rough range through inference."
"This junior is just a wealthy family in Wan'an County. How can I offend someone who can hurt a great scholar? I've thought about it and found that there are only two families with such ability and hatred against me."
"One is the Winged Tiger clan behind the tiger demon. The ones who assassinated me were the blood-refining demons, so they are undoubtedly the most suspect."
"The second is the mysterious force that took out Wen Xin and traded it with the tiger demon. They can get the nameless Wen Xin without telling the court, so they must have great means."
"But no matter which side they are, I think their goal should be to get back the immortal literary heart. It's just that the juniors don't understand. Didn't today's assassination expose their whereabouts?"
Wei Yan smiled softly: "Killing you is just a reason. Their real purpose is to attract Tongchen, and then lure me to take action to find out the truth of Wan'an County."
"Stop the grass and scare the snake!" Chen Luo suddenly realized.
Wei Yan stretched out his hand and pinched Chen Luo's face: "Boy, who do you think is a snake?"
"pain……"
…
"Girl, Ma San is dead. There are Confucian disciples guarding Chen Luo, but his subordinates failed."
While Wei Yan was talking to Chen Luo, in an ordinary house in Wan'an County, an old woman with an old face bowed to a figure wrapped in a black robe and said.
"It's okay!" A clear female voice came from the black robe, "I was just a replacement. Aunt Rong, can you find out how many great scholars have been sent by Wenchang Pavilion?"
Grandma Rong replied: "When Wei Yan took action, I sensed the aura of a great scholar in the east of the city, but he didn't release it."
"Is it another overt and dark trick? It's expected."
Aunt Rong said angrily: "It's all those Yihu clan who fail to succeed and fail. Otherwise, why would the working girl need to go there in person?"
The black figure stretched out, and the broad black robe could not cover her exquisite figure. She just laughed softly: "I would like to thank them, otherwise there would be no chance to come out for some air. But I think Master will not spare them lightly."
Aunt Rong nodded: "That's what the girl said."
"Thank you, Grandma Rong, for making good preparations. It's Master's birthday in two days. I plan to take back the literary heart as a birthday gift to Master."
Grandma Rong made a standard blessing ceremony: "I know I will not let the girl down." Then she exited the room.
The figure in black robe stood up and sighed softly: "It's killing me." Then he put down the hood of the black robe, with his hair hanging down, but there was still a half-covered mask on his face.
"Why on earth does Master not allow me to show up in front of outsiders, not even the nuns?" The black-robed woman muttered in her heart, and then took off the mask. In an instant, a picture of Yi Ai Yi appeared in the bronze mirror of the dressing table. Happy and charming face.
If Chen Luo were here, he would definitely recognize this face at a glance. It was Chen Xuan!
…
"Sir, what should we do next?" After seeing Wei Yan off, Chen Luo couldn't go out again, but it was still early and he really couldn't sleep. Looking at Ji Zhong's expectant eyes, he sighed: "Write a book."
"Young Master Shengming." Ji Zhong said with a smile on his face, "How many chapters are you planning to write today?"
After getting familiar with Chen Luohun, Ji Zhong also learned some new vocabulary.
"Work hard and finish it today." Chen Luo said, not to satisfy Ji Zhong, but mainly because this assassination reminded Chen Luo that he still had to finish "The Swordsman" first to see if it was a good one. Some kind of book spirit might be able to improve one's ability to protect oneself.
"Even if it's Dongfang Bubai or Yue Buqun, I'll admit it. But never, ever, don't be that weakling Lin Pingzhi!"
