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Wang Fu felt very guilty.

He agreed to cooperate with Zhao Yang to get rid of Chu Huan. The reason is that he lacked money and his son was seriously ill. If he didn't have enough money to maintain the medicine, he could only sit back and watch his son die.

Although he was in trouble with Zhao Yang, he still felt very ashamed in his heart, especially when Chu Huan gave money out of righteousness, which made Wang Fu feel even more uncomfortable.

When he came to Yan's house today, he really didn't know that there was a trap here beforehand. He only thought that there were really assassins hiding here, but the clues that happened afterwards still made Wang Fu keenly feel something, especially in the back garden. There was a scream, Zhao Yang made up a reason to prevent everyone from going in, Wang Fu knew there must be a ghost among them.

The west wing room was also very simple. After turning around inside and out, it was naturally impossible to find the trace of the assassin. Wang Fu was restless and didn't have the energy to search, so he meditated for a while in the yard alone, and finally ordered: "You follow me. "Leading the two of them to the back garden.

Passing the rockery, he saw two of Zhao Yang's subordinates hiding behind the rockery, but Zhao Yang was nowhere to be seen. Wang Fu frowned and asked, "Where's the boss?"

One pointed to the back garden, "Go in."

Wang Fu was startled, and quickly asked, "How long have you been in?"

"It's been a while." The man replied, "I haven't seen it either."

An ominous premonition rose in Wang Fu's heart, and he said in a deep voice, "Follow me." He quickly rushed to the back garden, and the two behind the rockery looked at each other, and finally they clenched their swords tightly and followed.

Wang Fu is not young, and has stayed in Ximen Office for a few years. On weekdays, he has a very harmonious relationship with his subordinates in Ximen Office, but in the heart of Ximen Office Wu Jingwei, he has quite a lot of qualifications and prestige. Zhao Yang is not here, so he really can The people under the commanding hands.

The back garden was dead silent, before approaching the stables, someone had already lost his voice: "That's Sun Jingyi!" Immediately someone ran over to Sun Jingyi, someone picked him up, Sun Jingyi was still in a coma, Wang Fu saw, His complexion changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice, "Everyone, be careful."

Then someone said: "Old Wang, this way!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw a few people lying on the side of the stable. Wang Fu walked over quickly with a knife in his hand, but saw three people lying inside. A long sword, not far from the edge of the sword, lay Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang's throat was pierced, and blood flowed out. His eyes were open, and it was obvious that he was dying. Next to the man in black, there was a person lying on his stomach There was still a bloody dagger in his hand, and Wang Fu clearly recognized that it was Chu Huan.

Such a scene made everyone turn pale with shock. Chu Huan's body suddenly moved, and everyone couldn't help taking two steps back. Wang Fu quickly recovered, rushed forward, squatted down, and hugged him. Chu Huan, however, saw a sword wound on Chu Huan's side, the blood was still flowing, Chu Huan's face was pale, and his teeth were clenched tightly, Wang Fu immediately shouted: "Hurry up and get the golden sore medicine, hurry up!" clothes, but saw a clear and obvious sword mark from Chu Huan's tears.

"Chu Huan, how are you?" Wang Fu called.

Chu Huanwei opened his eyes slightly, looking very struggling, but he still didn't let go of the dagger in his hand, and his voice was weak: "Assassin...is the assassin dead? Shutou...how is Shutou? The assassin stabbed...his Shu... head……!"

Wang Fu looked over, and someone said: "The assassin is dead, Zhao Shutou... Zhao Shutou is also dead...!"

Wang Fu ordered people to apply medicine to Chu Huan quickly, and then ordered: "Come here, hurry up and report to Lord Zongqi...!"

Then someone rushed to report to Zhang Douli, the general banner of Xicheng.

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Everyone gave medicine for sores to Chu Huan's house to stop the bleeding, and someone found water to feed Chu Huan. Chu Huan looked extremely weak and couldn't even stand up.

Wang Fu asked people to recruit all the people from outside, lived around the back garden, and sent people to search the back garden, so naturally there would be no trace of other assassins.

Chu Huan's sword was seriously injured, and he couldn't move easily for a while, so he lay down by the haystack of the stable to rest for the time being.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside, everyone thought it was the arrival of the general flag, and they all stood in awe, but the one who came quickly was not Wu Jingwei, who was wearing casual clothes, but with purple boots on his feet , the saber on his waist was the Liuyun Dao that only Shenyiwei could wear. Wu Jingwei's people did not arrive, but Shenyiwei's people arrived first.

The purple boots have already shown that this person is a Baihu of Shenyiwei, followed by three people, all of whom are officials of Shenyiwei, wearing green boots.

When Shenyiwei arrived, Wang Fu waited for Wu Jingwei to look at each other, seeing several Shenyiwei enter the stable, but no one dared to speak, and no one dared to stop them.

The Baihu glanced around and saw the sword in the assassin's hand. Shenyiwei Baihu, who was usually not overjoyed, showed surprise. He squatted down, looked at the sword carefully, and then raised his head and asked: "This sword... belongs to this person?"

The Wu Jingwei didn't dare to answer for a moment, Wang Fu hesitated for a while, and finally stepped forward and said: "Yes, this long sword belongs to the assassin."

Shenyiwei Baihu observed the scene, and didn't care about the dead Zhao Yang and the injured Chu Huan, but reached out and took off the assassin's face scarf, revealing a slender but handsome face, which was no longer Young, look at the age of more than 40 years old, the face still retains the look of helplessness before death.

Shenyiwei Baihu picked up the long sword again, walked out of the stable, and looked carefully at the moonlight outside, under the moonlight, there was not even a trace of blood on the long sword.

"Cloud Swallowing Sword!" Shenyiwei Baihu's eyes were full of surprise, and he muttered to himself, "The Cloud Swallowing Sword has appeared here, so could this person be...!" He didn't continue, Although many people nearby heard the words "Swallowing Cloud Sword", they didn't understand why.

Shenyiwei Baihu turned his head and said in a deep voice, "Who killed the assassin?"

Wang Fu hesitated for a moment, then looked at Chu Huan, Bai Hu followed Wang Fu's gaze to look at Chu Huan, saw Chu Huan's pale face, frowned and asked, "Did you kill the assassin?"

Chu Huan nodded slightly.

Bai Hu didn't seem to believe it, so he took two steps forward and asked, "How did you kill him?"

Even though Chu Huandang told the whole process, before he fought to the death, he made up the story about Zhao Yang being pierced in the throat by an assassin. He didn't exaggerate the story about himself, but just stated it according to the facts , but his fight was full of thrills, and everyone gasped when they heard it, thinking that Chu Huan is so brave and fearless, if the opponent's sword is more deflected, even the god Da Luo can't save him up.

Shenyiwei Baihu didn't care about how Zhao Yang was killed, but was very concerned about Chu Huan's killing of the assassin, without missing a word. When Chu Huan finished speaking, he immediately stood up, with an extra dagger in his hand, Immediately, he made a gesture to a Shenyiwei beside him, and handed the Cloud Swallowing Sword to Shenyiwei. Shenyiwei took the long sword and raised his hand to point forward. Shenyiwei Baihu held the dagger in one hand and stood on the long In front of Jian Jianfeng, his heart was facing Jianfeng, he glanced at Chu Huan, and said: "You look after it!"

Seeing Shenyiwei holding the sword move forward with a long sword, Baihu's body flashed slightly, the long sword passed through Baihu's armpit, and Baihu's body moved forward, and in an instant, he was in front of Shenyiwei, holding the dagger upside down , stabbed the handle of the dagger in Shen Yiwei's heart, then raised his other hand, reaching out to grab Shen Yiwei's throat.

He and his subordinates actually demonstrated the previous scene, and then separated, looked at Chu Huan, and asked, "But this?"

Chu Huan nodded, Shenyiwei Baihu's eyes showed surprise, and said: "You are really lucky, as long as his long sword is deflected, you will definitely die, and...he has such ability !"

Hearing what Baihu meant, Chu Huan seemed to know the ability of the assassin, so he was puzzled, so he could only say: "At that time, I was only fighting, and the assassin didn't deflect the sword!"

"So your luck is very good." Baihu was amazed, pondered for a while, and then said: "How is your injury?" He took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it over, saying: "This is a pill for internal use. Take one pill at a time, it can dredge the congestion in your body, and make your internal injuries recover quickly." Without saying much, he ordered his subordinates: "Take the assassin's body away!"

Two Shenyi guards stepped forward and lifted up the assassin's body. At this moment, there was another sound of footsteps, Zhang Douli, the general banner of Wujing Weixi City, finally led a large group of people.

Zhang Douli showed surprise when he saw Shenyiwei Baihu, but quickly cupped his hands and said, "So it's Gu Baihu!"

Gu Baihu didn't return the salute, but said: "We will take the assassin's body away!" He led his subordinates away quickly without saying a word.

Zhang Douli frowned, but quickly walked to the stable, saw Zhao Yang's corpse, a strange look flashed across his eyes, saw Chu Huan sitting on the edge of the haystack, showing concern, and asked, "Chu Huan, How are you hurt?"

Chu Huan sneered in his heart, but calmly shook his head and said, "Master Lao Zongqi cares about it, it's nothing...it's nothing serious!" In fact, he had lost a lot of blood and was extremely weak all over.

Zhang Douli frowned and said, "What happened tonight? Why are you in Yan's house?"

Wang Fu immediately stepped forward and reported the matter, only saying that Zhao Yang had found the trace of the assassin, so he led people to fetch it, but who knew he was killed by the assassin, and Chu Huan fought to kill the assassin.

Zhang Douli was uncertain, and after hearing Wang Fu's words, he said angrily: "Zhao Yang is usually cautious in doing things, why is he so confused this time. Why didn't he report to the official?" He seemed very annoyed.

Chu Huan watched coldly, thinking that you were behind all these things. Now you are deliberately acting here, and the acting is not bad, but your ghostly tricks are clear to me.

Zhang Douli cursed angrily, but no one around said a word. After a while, Zhang Douli asked someone to carry Zhao Yang's body down, and then ordered Wang Fu to temporarily act as the head of the Ximen Department, saying that the matter should be investigated in detail, and the Ximen Department should be investigated. People go back first.

Wang Fu didn't expect that after Zhao Yang's death, he would become the head of the Ximen Department. Although he was acting temporarily, he might officially become the head of the Ximen Department in a few days.

Chu Huan was seriously injured. Wang Fu asked someone to make a stretcher and carried Chu Huan back. He felt ashamed in his heart. The killing made Wang Fu feel a little relieved, and Chu Huan survived, although without the benefits promised by Zhao Yang, Wang Fu felt a sense of relief.