Nightmare Apostle

Butler Liu sighed, and then comforted him: "Chu Fuke is really a kind-hearted person. If Shi Fuke is alive in heaven, he will definitely bless you."

"Come on, put on your clothes quickly. It's cold on the lake at night, so don't catch the wind and cold." After saying this, Butler Liu took off the fur robe he was wearing and put it on Yang Xiao.

Following suit, another old man in the mansion who seemed to be quite prestigious also took off his coat and put it on Kuang Hongyi.

In addition, a servant-looking man was holding a large tray in his hand. There was also a fur coat in the tray, which naturally fell into Su Tingting's hands.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiao understood clearly that Butler Liu never expected that three people would come back. The Feng family only prepared one coat to keep out the cold, which was left for Shi Dali, the one on the servant's tray, and Butler Liu and the other old man took off their coats purely for emergency purposes.

After a few polite words, Su Tingting excused himself from feeling dizzy, and the three of them went back to the room to rest. Not long after they sat down, a servant came to deliver medicine, as well as some simple food and hot tea.

"Mr. Chu, let me change the dressing for you." Su Tingting opened the hastily bandaged wound on Yang Xiao's left hand, disinfected it with wine, applied herbs, and then bandaged it with a clean cloth brought by the servant.

Kuang Hongyi waited patiently for Su Tingting to bandage Yang Xiao, then coughed a few times very deliberately, and shook his injured hand, but Su Tingting didn't notice at all, and was telling Yang Xiao about the things she experienced on the boat, and the more she talked, the more excited she became. .

After all, it was Yang Xiao who noticed it, staring at Kuang Hongyi's hand in feigned surprise, and said in a high tone: "Brother Kuang, why is your hand injured so badly?"

"Ahem, it's okay, it's a minor injury...it's just a minor injury." Kuang Hongyi shook his hands coolly, looking unconcerned.

"Mr. Chu, please listen to me first. What did I say just now? Yes, that male paper man... That male paper man is the strangest. The sword behind him..."

Kuang Hongyi: "...Okay, okay, I shouldn't be in the room, I should be at the bottom of the lake."

In the end, Yang Xiao took the initiative and Su Tingting noticed Kuang Hongyi's injured hand. Then, while talking to Yang Xiao, Su Tingting was distracted cleaning Kuang Hongyi's wound.

The final application and bandaging were obviously not done with much care. Yang Xiao's left hand wound was tied with a nice bow, but when Kuang Hongyi raised his left hand, it was simply a rice dumpling.

After talking for a long time, Su Tingting finally calmed down and began to worry about the current situation, "Although we have solved Shi Dali, the Feng family and Shi Dali are on the same side. Will...will they take revenge on us?" ah?"

Kuang Hongyi snorted coldly, "No, Shi Dali is just a pawn in their hands. In other words, whether Shi Dali survives or we survive, it doesn't matter to the Feng family. You have to think about what the Feng family wants." What is."

"They...they only want the second young lady to survive!" Su Tingting said clearly.

"Yes, so tonight their goal was achieved. Shi Dali died for the second young lady, and the last bloodline of the Feng family was saved. Why should he take revenge on us?" Old God Kuang Hongyi took a sip of hot tea and killed Shi Dali. , he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

In a good mood, Kuang Hongyi was also willing to give Su Tingting a few words of advice, "Now that the investigation of the matter is almost complete, we will rush to the Soul Resurrection Tower early tomorrow morning and bring Sister Chun's relics to her daughter. I think the task is over. We can go home."

"But before that, we must not reveal anything to the Feng family, including Sister Chun's true identity. Let them remain confused. It's not a good thing anyway."

"Neither the Feng family nor the Bai family are good people. This is all retribution." Kuang Hongyi added after thinking about it.

"Brother Kuang is right. We must not let the Feng family see any flaws before this. To put it bluntly, the reason why we are still alive now is because we are still useful. Master Feng wants to use us to deal with them." Well, once they are sure that the crisis has passed, they will definitely try their best to get rid of the three of us and silence us to avoid future troubles. "Yang Xiao knows the Feng family's methods very well. This is a master who eats people without spitting out their bones. Son.

The clues were almost figured out, and there was no point in continuing the conversation. The three of them took the time to rest. Yang Xiao slept particularly soundly that night.

Early the next morning, the three of them left the house on the pretext of looking for clues, took a carriage out of the city, and headed straight for the Soul Tower.

But this time was different from before. Not only did they drive a carriage, but the Feng family arranged for another carriage to follow them, claiming that there were many refugees nearby to protect their safety.

The people on the other carriage were all powerful martial arts masters in the mansion. Including the driver, there were four people in total. As the carriage moved forward, there was a clanging sound in the carriage, and it was obvious that they were carrying weapons.

Taking advantage of the time to relieve himself after getting off the car, Yang Xiao strolled to the back carriage and chatted with the leading martial artist. The martial artist bent over with a smile on his face and his attitude was surprisingly good. He said, "One bite at a time, Lord Fu. What are you doing?" So, not to mention more respect.

The more he behaved like this, the more unsure Yang Xiao felt, and couldn't help but test him: "By the way, Brother Zhao, you see, we Fu Ke who came here to do the work have suffered a lot. There were seven people here, and now there are only three left." Well, we can’t just let it go.”

The martial artist who claimed to be surnamed Zhao accompanied him with a smile, "That's Mr. Fu. You are blessed with great fortune. As far as I know, my master is very satisfied. After this matter is finished, he will serve the three most famous Kuixings in the city. Let’s put some wine downstairs to thank you.”

"Heh, you sent us away with a drink?" Yang Xiao showed dissatisfaction, "Why do we work so hard? Isn't it just for a few silver coins? Let me tell you, the price we set before is no longer valid. We need to at least double it now, otherwise we will go home now!"

"Okay! Double it, it's up to you, as long as the three masters do a good job." Master Zhao still had that smile on his face, and his attitude became more respectful.

Yang Xiao couldn't help showing his sly joy after his plan succeeded. He shook his clothes and went back with a smile, but when he returned to the carriage, his face instantly turned cold. The situation was clear. Master Feng was going to attack them.

The silver for entertaining guests was not a small amount. How could a martial artist dare to accept such a large expenditure for his master? Yang Xiao could only think of one reason, that is, no matter how much it was, they didn't plan to give it anyway. Once the matter was resolved, these martial artists would kill the three of them. If they died, they would not have to pay the silver.

Kuang Hongyi and Su Tingting naturally knew how serious it was. They thought the Feng family would attack them, but they didn't expect them to be so hasty.

Less than half an incense stick later, the carriage slowly stopped, and the coachman shouted, "Three lucky guests, we're here!"