Chapter 430
Corpses were lying around the Lyceum Pavilion and on the gravel beach.

The blue moonlight shone down, and the river groaned, adding to the bleak atmosphere of this terrifying night.

There was a rush of horseshoes in the quiet night. On the plank road, a few horses galloped forward, and in a blink of an eye they came to the Lanxin Pavilion.

It was Xue Qinglin and his group.

He got off his horse, and the servant behind him picked up the lantern, and they walked towards the pavilion quickly.

In the pavilion, there were more than a dozen corpses lying in a haphazard manner, all dressed as servants of the Hou family.

Faced with this situation, Xue Qinglin gasped; the servant behind him tremblingly said: "Master Hou, all, all are our people."

Xue Qinglin spit and stared blankly at the gravel beach.

It was dark on the gravel beach.Several house slaves hurried over with lanterns, and Xue Qinglin walked quickly to the beach under the guidance of the house slaves.

Suddenly, the servant beside him uttered a terrified exclamation, Xue Qinglin immediately stopped and took a closer look, he was completely stunned by the scene in front of him!

On the ground lay the corpses of dozens of servants of the Hou Mansion, the beach was stained red with blood, and knives, guns, bows and arrows were scattered all over the ground.

Xue Qinglin's hands trembled a little, and he said softly, "What's going on, what's going on here?"

A few house slaves behind them raised their lanterns and walked slowly into the pile of dead men, examining them carefully.

Xue Qinglin's face was pale, and he stood there, motionless.

Suddenly, a house slave shouted: "Master Hou, look!"

Xue Qinglin jumped up in shock and rushed over.

The house slave dragged a man out of the pile of dead people. The lantern shone on his face. It was Zhang Yi.

Xue Qinglin screamed, and hurriedly squatted down.

There were two arrows nailed to Zhang Yi's left shoulder, and several big gashs were opened on his chest, and blood was still gushing out.

Xue Qinglin snatched the lantern from the house slave and shone it on Zhang Yi's face, which was covered with blood.

Xue Qinglin's lips trembled: "How could this happen, how could this happen?"

Suddenly, Zhang Yi's eyes moved slightly.

Xue Qinglin exclaimed, "He's not dead yet!"

As he spoke, he picked up Zhang Yi and shook him: "Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi, wake up! Wake up!"

After a while, Zhang Yi's eyes slowly opened, and he said softly, "Hou, Lord Hou..."

Xue Qinglin said eagerly, "Zhang Yi, what's going on here?"

Zhang Yi said intermittently: "He, he, they have long been prepared. We have been hit by an ambush..."

Xue Qinglin shouted: "Who are they?"

Zhang Yi looked at him, opened his mouth, tilted his head, and passed out.

Xue Qinglin ruthlessly threw his body on the ground, and shouted sharply: "Trash, it's all trash!"

……

In the main hall of Di Mansion, Wang Mang and Li Yuanfang walked in quickly as soon as the door rang, and Di Renjie hurried up to greet him: "Yuan Fang, Jing Yang, how are you doing?"

Wang Mang said: "My lord, it really is Xue Qinglin!"

Di Renjie raised his eyebrows: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Li Yuanfang nodded: "Exactly. Beizhi and Jingyang witnessed the whole process with their own eyes, and Feng Wanchun fell under his iron spine."

Di Renjie gasped: "It's really him? Weird."

Li Yuanfang was stunned: "My lord, what did you say?"

Wang Mang frowned and didn't speak.

Di Renjie shook his head and asked, "Where's Feng Wanchun?"

Wang Mang said: "He was seriously injured, brother Yuanfang and I have brought him back to the mansion."

Di Renjie said, "Let's go and have a look."

Saying that, the three of them came to the side room of Di Mansion.

Feng Wanchun was covered in blood and lay quietly on the couch.

Zhang Huan and Li Lang stood guard at the side.

Wang Mang pointed to the bed: "My lord, this is Feng Wanchun."

Di Renjie looked at Feng Wanchun's pale face, and asked, "Jing Yang, what's going on, is there any help?"

Wang Mang shook his head: "It's hard to say, my lord, you'd better take a look!"

Di Renjie walked to the couch, first looked at Feng Wanchun's face, then reached out to touch his pulse and said: "The heart pulse was damaged, so that he vomited blood continuously. It really hurts very badly. Yuan Fang, Jing Yang, the situation at that time What's it like?"

Li Yuanfang said: "At that time, Beizhi and Jingyang were inspecting the Hou Mansion, when we heard a loud cry from the direction of the East Wing, Jing Yang and I immediately got up and ran towards the East Wing.

The door of the east wing was wide open, and Xue Qinglin slowly raised the iron vertebra in his hand.

Jing Yang and I quickly decided on a rescue strategy, I ran outside and shouted, 'Come on, there are assassins! ', to get their attention. "

Wang Mang said: "At this moment, I jumped into the house, picked up Feng Wanchun, carried it on my shoulder, and flew out of the window."

Di Renjie nodded, walked up slowly, and murmured: "Why did he go to such lengths to get rid of these brothers with different surnames?"

Li Yuanfang said: "From the perspective of humble positions, there must be a huge secret hidden between Xue Qinglin, Feng Wanchun and others."

Wang Mang nodded: "Then, what is the secret that Xue Qinglin wants to kill his sworn brother Feng Wanchun and others?"

Li Yuanfang looked at Di Renjie.

Di Renjie stopped in his tracks and looked at Feng Wanchun who was on the couch: "We must save him, otherwise, this matter will never be revealed!"

Wang Mang looked at Feng Wanchun lying on the couch, and took a deep breath.

……

In the middle of the night, at the end of the quiet county town street, there was a sudden roar, and several horses came roaring and galloping.

The leader was Xue Qinglin, who yelled loudly and whipped his mounts violently. The horse team quickly crossed the street and arrived at Pingnan's mansion.

The gate of Pingnanhou's mansion was open, and the corpses of several house slaves came into view, their death conditions were extremely horrific.

Some had their throats slit, and their bodies were half-laid on the threshold.

Some had a hole several inches long in their chest, grinning, leaning against the wall...

Xue Qinglin stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him, his body couldn't help shaking.

A house slave behind him tremblingly said: "Hou, Hou, Lord Hou, what, what is this..."

"To shut up!"

With a loud roar, Xue Qinglin pulled out the steel knife at his waist and walked slowly towards the mansion.

The first time I entered the courtyard, there was a bleak and chilling scene.

The dead bodies of the servants of the Hou Mansion were all over the courtyard, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Xue Qinglin walked slowly among the piles of dead bodies, his upper and lower teeth clenched and he beat each other, making a "cracking" sound.

Behind him, several servants carried Zhang Yi and followed him to the main hall.

In the main hall, the stools were overturned and the tables were overturned. It was a mess. Several corpses were lying in various corners, and some were hacked to death on the window sill.

Some were nailed to the wall with steel knives, and the heads of some corpses were stuck in the partition, with blood dripping from their necks. The scene was horrific.

Xue Qinglin's face was pale, trembling all over: "Who is it? Who is it!!"

He roared hysterically, making the servants behind him tremble with fright.

He waved the steel knife and yelled into the air: "Who are you? Come out for me, come out!"

(End of this chapter)

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