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pavilion.

The stove was boiling tea, and the tea was gurgling. When Han Yi went upstairs, he glanced at it. There was no one in front of the stove, so he turned and walked out of the corridor.

The rain splashed on the tall trees, and when the wind blew, it scattered in all directions.

The young master was standing in the corridor, with his jade white cloak rolled up, he was as noble as an exiled immortal, but his back was very lonely, and he didn't know what he was thinking while looking at the heavy rain.

"Son."

He walked over and saluted with his sword, not daring to speak loudly.

Zhao Wuling looked back: "Han Yi, what's the matter?"

"My lord, Huang Jiu went out yesterday and didn't return all night."

"Ah."

Zhao Wuling responded indifferently, and asked him impatiently: "Is there anything else?"

".No."

"Go down."

"Yes."

Not long after Han Yi left, a carrier pigeon flew into the corridor, Zhao Wuling raised his hand slightly to take the carrier pigeon into his hands, took off the creed tied to his leg, let go of his hand and let it fly away.

Opening the creed, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and the surroundings became eerily quiet.

"Come on!"

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midnight.

A few shadows entered the study, all with bad expressions.

"My lord, I have searched all over the capital, but there is no one there, and my subordinates are incompetent, so I ask you to come down."

The hand holding the pen paused, and said coldly, "If you don't find it, keep looking."

"But son."

With cold eyes like swords, the man gasped and dared not speak again.

"Go down."

"As ordered."

late at night.

The gate of Shanshui Pavilion slammed, and the guard who guarded the gate thought it was a thief, so he drew his sword and went to open the door. The moment the door opened, the two of them were frightened by the scene in front of them, and their faces changed suddenly.

"Quick...quick, report to Young Master."

"……well……"

The other person was unsteady on his feet and ran to report in a stumbling manner.

Zhao Wuling came very fast, before he reached the door, the overwhelming smell of blood came to his nostrils, the guards covered their noses uncomfortably, just about to say something, but saw the young master's gloomy face, very terrifying.

"Go, call the doctor."

"Sir, this."

He snapped: "Hurry up!"

The guard felt a chill down his spine: "Yes, this subordinate will go now."

There was a person standing outside the door, with his head hanging like a walking corpse, his long hair was messy and he couldn't see his face clearly, his clothes were in tatters, his whole body was covered in blood, and the color of the clothes on his body could not be distinguished. He held a sword in his right hand, and the scarlet blood flowed from his body. The sword slid down and fell to the ground drop by drop. An arrow was tightly held in his left hand, and flesh and blood could be seen on the barbed arrow.

How terrifying!The guards who stayed behind were already pale.

It turns out that there are evil spirits in the Danshui Pavilion, it is not groundless, the legend in the capital is actually true.

Her legs softened, she almost fell to her knees, and begged in a wailing voice: "There is an injustice and a debtor. I didn't kill you. Don't look for me. I still have parents to take care of at home. I haven't married a wife and have children yet. I can't die, can't."

The blood man slowly raised his head, his eyes were terrifyingly calm.

The hand holding the arrow waved to the side, the guard crawled to the side, the bloody man walked towards the door, every step, every step, every mark was painted with blood, it was shocking.

Every step was extremely slow, everyone backed away in fright, only one person never backed up, even stepped forward to meet him.

"Son!"

"No!"

The dark guards drew their swords to protect them, but they were all reprimanded to retreat. They didn't know why, but felt that tonight was extremely strange.

The two stopped across a threshold, Zhao Wuling looked up and down, the place where the blood stained the deepest was the left chest, he stared at the fleshy barb hanging on the arrow, his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"What happened?"

The blood man giggled and sneered, and raised the long sword in his hand: "Can't you see? I killed someone."

Zhao Wuling stared at the arrow, his expression unclear: "Why did you meet the death guard?"

"They're going to kill me, haha"

Smiling and ridiculing, mixed with murderous intent: "It's bad luck for them. I was in a bad mood today, so I killed them all, chopped off their heads, and hung them on the city gate. The guards guarding the city were stunned. Yes, when they wake up, they are too pleasantly surprised, hehehe."

The death guard who entered Danshui Pavilion to assassinate that day did not target Zhao Wuling, but her.

In this capital, there are only a handful of people who want to kill her, and after a little guessing, they will guess it.

"When I was young, my father ordered people to make swords for me. I was only used as a toy, and I never made them see blood. Today, when the sword pierced their hearts, and then pulled out violently, the blood splashed everywhere. Felt very happy."

She stepped into the threshold, stood in front of Zhao Wuling, and the hidden guards stepped forward to protect them, but they were all forced back by a powerful internal force, and everyone realized that this person is a master.

Zhao Wuling didn't move at all, a pair of bloodthirsty eyes reflected in his deep pupils.

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"Qi Xiaohou Ye, this is a madness." Doctor Zhang looked very solemn: "It's only been a few days, how could he be so seriously injured, this time, it's really serious."

Huang Tianrun was sleeping, but he suddenly woke up from a nightmare. Hearing that Xiao Yu'er was injured, he ran over without wearing his shoes.

Seeing her bloody lying on the bed, her chest tightened suddenly. When she was rescued in exile, it was far less tragic than this: "What the hell happened?!"

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, felt her breath carefully, and tested her pulse again.

"How can it be so weak?"

Zhao Wuling handed over an arrow and said, "There is poison in the arrow."

The flesh and blood on the arrow had been wiped off, Huang Tianrun looked at it for a moment, and suddenly thought of something: "This arrow, could it be a death guard?"

"Yes."

No one knew what happened, let alone why the death guard attacked her.

When Dr. Zhang came, he was startled by the scene in front of him, especially when he saw the bloody chest and the arm with a piece of flesh cut off.

While sighing, he admired: "Drawing out the arrow with bare hands, and gouging out a piece of flesh from the chest hit by the arrow, what a lot of perseverance... Fortunately, the gouging out was fast, and the poison did not spread too much. Death is impossible, but ... Physical injuries can still be healed, but there is nothing I can do about it when the qi fire attacks the heart, the true qi is disordered, and the qi becomes obsessed."

Zhao Wuling looked at the person on the bed, he was dying, his brows were deeply frowned.

"You only need to heal her trauma, the rest, the Marquis has his own solutions."

"Yes."

During the treatment, only Dr. Zhang and a young disciple were in the room, and the rest of them were waiting outside the door. Seeing the blood pouring out of the basins, Huang Tianrun felt extremely heartbroken.

Jing Shu has already left, the only person in this world who is related to her by blood, and the only thing she cares about is this niece.

The capital is a place of right and wrong, she should not have been allowed to stay in the first place, since Zhao Wuling asked them to go, she should have left at that time.

He secretly made up his mind that when his injuries stabilized, he would leave the capital earlier and stay longer, so that she would not have any extra lives to let her go.

With this injury, Xiao Yu was in a coma for half a month. During this period, the high fever persisted, his pulse stopped at times, and he vomited blood at times.

Huang Tianrun was so worried that he couldn't sleep, and he was getting old. He had to walk around the door of the coffin shop every day, and he went too often. The boss saw that he was pitiful, so he offered to give him a coffin. He cursed: "Your family just died. !"

He walked away angrily.