Chapter 148

It was raining heavily outside, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and there was no one who wanted to solicit customers. I felt even more irritable, so I stopped standing at the door, closed the door, and sat in the lobby to complain: "Damn it, why don't you leave at noon?" Well, why did it start to rain, and how much money was wasted on my old lady."

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and two people walked in.

"Yo, you two, this outfit is novel. You two are going to play something..." The old bustard looked at the two mysterious men in cloaks in front of him, and skillfully put them on.

Bang!

The door was slammed shut and locked from the inside.

"You two, who are you?" The old bustard's complexion began to change, and she, who had been around for a long time, immediately noticed something was wrong!

"We want something from you." The voice of the person under the cloak was so hoarse that it was barely recognizable as a woman.

The old bustard raised her eyebrows, and her voice was a bit cold: "Hehe, you two, what do you plan to want?"

"We... want your life!"

Swish!

The arm under the cloak was raised suddenly, and a sword shadow was drawn out.

The old bustard stared wide-eyed, and tightly covered his neck with both hands, but he still couldn't stop the gushing blood.

"Hehe, hehe." The old bustard struggled to speak, but could only make a heckling sound.

Swish Swish Swish!

A few more sword lights streaked across, and the old bustard's body was cut into several sections, brutally murdered!

"Ah—" The cleaning maid let out a piercing scream, waking up the entire Piaoxiang Tower.

More than a dozen thugs from Piaoxianglou rushed out with swords and sticks in their hands, and stood face to face with two mysterious men in cloaks.

Yewen and Yeman under the cloak looked at each other, their pupils were full of chills! The sword in his hand rose upwards, and his figure became erratic.

ah--

The room was filled with screams and the sound of weapons colliding.

The screams and fighting sounds of Piaoxianglou were completely covered by the rumbling thunder outside.

...

Half an hour later, the closed door of Piaoxiang Building was opened from the inside, Yewen Yeman came out one after the other, their cloaks were covered with blood, allowing the rain to wash over them.

"Sister Man, let's go back." Ye Wen couldn't see Ye Man's expression, but vaguely felt that Ye Man still had something on her mind.

After a few seconds of silence, Yeman said: "You go back first, I still have something to do." After speaking, Yeman was about to leave.

"I'll go with you!" Ye Wen hurriedly followed Ye Man's footsteps.

Ye Man wanted to say something, but Ye Wen stopped her. Ye Wen said firmly, "Sister Man, we are all Miss's people, sisters who can be entrusted with life and death, your business is my business!"

Yeman didn't speak any more, turned around and ran towards the end of the alley.

Yewen followed Yeman and ran for two streets before stopping. The two of them lay in ambush on the roofs on both sides of the street.

The two lay motionless on the roof, waiting for someone to appear.

Da da, da da, squeak, squeak.

At the end of the alley, there was a convoy, with seven or eight guards walking in front on tall horses, a luxurious carriage in the middle, and seven or eight guards following behind.

In the large carriage, four people sat around it, but it didn't look crowded at all.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince, Mr. Yan, Miss Fang, you will come to join me in the coming-of-age ceremony in a few days. This is the blessing of our Ye family's thousand years of cultivation." Ye Xingyong sat on the outermost side, and complimented the few big shots talking .

Just now, Elder Yan and Miss Fang have promised to come to watch the coming-of-age ceremony in Yefu for a few days, and then invite all parties in Ningyuan City. The status of Yefu will definitely be higher than that of Mingyuezong and the royal family Can climb!

"As soon as the coming-of-age ceremony of your Yefu is over, we will go back to the sect. This time we are here mainly to deliver some news about the sect." Fang Lengqing said indifferently. Ye Xingyong, who is dozens of years older than himself, is full of airs .