The cannon fodder turned the passer-by junior sister into Feng Aotian

Although the soft sole can reduce the sound of footsteps, the sound is too different from ordinary shoes.

Ye Anping looked at Huang Quan, feeling a little troubled, how could he seize the time so much, but there was nothing he could do, it was impossible for him to let that group of people wait outside for a while.

After hesitating for a while, he directly pulled Huang Quan out of the bed, covering her waist with his right hand, and then quickly arranged the pillow and quilt with his left hand, and walked to the closet of the bedroom with Huang Quan in his arms.

Fortunately, Huang Quan was very small, so he squeezed hard, and hid in the closet with her, leaving only a gap to peek in the direction of the bed.

At the same time, he sighed softly: "Don't make any noise..."

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Chapter 210 Senior Brother, Sixth Brother Returns

Because the wardrobe is not big, now Huang Quan's cheek is almost pressed against Ye Anping's chest, she only thinks that my uncle's chest is strong and broad, obviously my uncle is not tall, but he feels very secure.

When Yun Yiyi proposed that she wanted the young master of the Bailian Sect to marry her, she was actually the one who worried the most.

In her impression, most of the son-in-laws are ugly and incompetent, and even after marrying in, they will be disliked by their wives' families. It is very common for maids to substitute for intercourse during the bridal chamber.

Huang Quan has always worried that "Ye Anping" is an ugly person full of bad habits.

but now……

——Missy’s husband is awesome~~! !

She will also be able to enjoy the blessings in the future, as long as she has a good relationship with the uncle, she may become a concubine from a maid in the future, and she will also be the concubine of the young master of Bailianzong.

Although compared with the eldest lady, the status of the young master of the Bailian sect is nothing, but compared with an ordinary slave like her, it is a world of difference.

Huang Quan couldn't help but relax his body, and squeezed towards Ye Anping, but suddenly realized, why did my uncle take himself into the closet?

Could it be that he noticed something?

What could be going on in Yunfu?When she came to warm the bed, she dared to come only after she saw that the young lady had fallen asleep with her own eyes. The young lady would not wake up suddenly after sleeping for a while, and then run to the uncle's side again, right?

——If the eldest miss sees me warming my uncle's bed, she will definitely lose her temper?

——So, my uncle took me to hide in the closet?

Huang Quan thought this guess was very logical.

However, when she thought of this, Ye Anping directly covered her mouth and nose with his hands.At the same time, there was a light knock on the door outside the closet.

squeak-

A man wearing a gray cloak and holding a spirit sword pushed the door open a small crack, his eyes glanced around the room through the crack of the door.

After seeing the bulge of the bedding on the bed in the bedroom, he inserted a hollow bamboo tube through the crack of the door.

Ye Anping narrowed his eyes slightly, still wondering what he was going to do, when he saw a lot of purple spiritual mist with a cotton-like texture emanating from the front end of the bamboo tube.

Poison fog?

Is that man Danxiu?

Because Ye Anping couldn't see that person, he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to inquire. He didn't know the other person's cultivation level, and the footsteps he heard just now were at least three people. Presumably, there were two other people standing guard outside, probably because he was worried that this person would miss his hand. After that, attack him from the dark.

The plan is quite good, but it is a pity that no matter whether it is strong poison or weak poison, it has no effect on him.

However, it is useless to him, but Huang Quan is hard to say.

Ye Anping frowned, added more strength to the hand covering Huang Quan's mouth and nose, and at the same time signaled her with his eyes: hold back.

Huhu——

The poisonous mist kept filling the room, and every corner of the room was filled with it in a short while.

Ye Anping took a breath, but he didn't feel anything wrong, but Huang Quan beside him couldn't stand it anymore.

"Cough-cough-"

Even though he covered his mouth and nose, it seemed that the poisonous mist could work on people even if he didn't inhale it.

Hearing the sound of coughing, he quickly turned his head to look at Huang Quan, only to see that her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the hand he was covering her mouth and nose was also oozing blood.

"Woo...cough cough cough—cough..."

"...tsk."

Ye Anping clicked his tongue slightly, quickly took out a elixir from the storage bag, stuffed it into Huang Quan's mouth, and then directly sealed several of her meridians with physical therapy to prevent the poison from spreading in her body.

But this is only a temporary solution, not a permanent cure.

Huang Quan's cultivation was originally only at the second and third levels of Qi refining, even if there were elixir, if he was filled with poisonous mist like this, he would only have a dead end.

However, he doesn't know what the cultivation base of those three people is now, if he rushes out with Huang Quan, he will almost certainly be ambushed by the three people outside the house.

How to do?

Ye Anping frowned, seeing Huang Quan's appearance of choking on blood, he immediately had a plan and coughed loudly.

"Cough cough cough—!!"

At the same time, he took something casually from the storage bag, threw it through the gap in the wardrobe door, and directly hit a glazed vase on the dressing table in the room.

wow-

The vase fell apart with a loud noise.

"What's going on?!! Help!! Someone here!! Cough cough——"

Ye Anping shouted, but he could suppress his voice, pretending to be hoarse, and then threw a small knife, knocking over the small wooden stool next to the round table in the room.

"Uh... help..."

He pretended to be weak and shouted, while paying attention to the state of Huang Quan beside him.

— Ten breaths.

Most likely, Huang Quan could only last another ten breaths. If those people didn't open the door and rush in after the eighth breath, then he could only take Huang Quan and forcefully rush out through the back window.

"Be patient, don't sleep."

Ye Anping frowned and said, counting silently in his heart, and when he silently counted to "six".

squeak-

The bedroom door was pushed open.

In an instant, the purple spiritual mist in the room suddenly gushed out from the direction of the bedroom door, as if it was releasing a flood.

But between two or three breaths, the purple spiritual mist that filled the bedroom dissipated.

Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time used his right hand as a sword finger, prepared his spirit sword, and fixed his eyes on the door of the bedroom.

A man in a purple cloak stepped over the threshold with a sword and stepped in.

He looked around the room, and when he saw the bulge of the quilt on the bed, he felt a little puzzled in his eyes, but after hesitating for a while, he padded his steps and leaned carefully to the edge of the bed.

Ye Anping squinted his eyes, convinced in his heart: In the early stage of foundation establishment... it can be done in seconds!

When the man raised the spirit sword in his hand and stabbed at the bulge of the quilt——

Snapped--

Ye Anping forcefully pushed open the double doors of the closet, and because the closet was facing the bed, that is, behind the man, he was taken aback, and immediately turned around, only to see a spirit sword looming high above it. Like a dragon's head, it slashed towards him vertically.

The man subconsciously laid the shuriken on his head, trying to block it.

however--

Swah——

The spirit sword in Ye Anping's hand seemed to pass through his spirit sword directly, a silver moon flashed, the man opened his eyes wide and felt a sharp pain in his neck.

thump—

His line of sight was also tilted, so that it was in line with Ye Anping's feet.

"what……"

He seemed about to say something, but his vocal cords weren't in his head.

The pool of blood slowly flowed away, Ye Anping sheathed the spirit sword in his hand, turned his head to look at the open bedroom door, saw that the other two didn't seem to want to follow in, thought for a while, then smiled.

He put his spirit sword back into the storage bag, then stepped forward, picked up the spirit sword in the man's hand, took off his blood-stained gray cloak and mask, and put it on himself.

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Chapter 210 Brother Six, Infiltrating the Enemy Camp

Ye Anping dressed himself up with a gray cloak and a mask, and carefully looked at the size and shape of the attacker on the ground. He felt that this person was slightly taller and stronger than himself, so he pulled himself out of the bed sheet again. Tore off a piece of cloth and stuffed it into the clothes.

finally--

Swah——

He used the sword to draw a bloody mouth on his left arm, and at the same time stabbed the man's nose and mouth with the sword so that people could not distinguish his face.

After doing these things, Ye Anping was vigilant about the movement outside the house, walked back to the closet, grabbed the dying Huang Quan's wrist inside, made sure that she was not injured enough to die, then took out a small bottle of medicine pill and a warm cloak, Put it in the closet and say:

"Miss Huangquan, take this elixir every hour, and use the cloak to avoid the cold. You will hide in this closet tonight and come out at dawn. Remember..."

Huang Quan's face was extremely pale, and he pulled his sleeve worriedly:

"...Aunt...Uncle...how about you?"

"Leave me alone, you have a good rest."

"...Mmm." Huang Quan held back his cough, hesitated for a while before letting go, "Young Master, be careful..."

"Ah."

squeak-

Ye Anping held both sides of the closet door, closed the door lightly, then heaved a sigh of relief, then turned to look at the man on the ground with his head changed, walked over and reached out to take off his storage bag , swept away the items in it with divine sense.

"Spirit stones, pills... what is this?"

Whispering, with a flick of his finger, a round pendant flew out of his storage bag.

Ye Anping took the ring pendant and looked it over and over again, seeing two names written on the tasseled bamboo plaque hanging below - "Ye'an" and "Yushuiting", he felt certain of it.

"Ye An?" He glanced at the dead head next to him again, and said sarcastically, "Oh, he carried out the assassination and brought his belongings with him. It was a great help, Brother Ye."

Ye Anping put the jade pendant back into his storage bag, hung it on his waist, and walked out of the room with the blood-stained sword in hand.

... ...

Above the eaves of the courtyard corridor, the wind and snow blow to the sky, and the feather-like snowflakes are flying one after another.

Two men wearing masks and gray cloaks squatted on the tiles, staring at the open door of Ye Anping's bedroom, and the howling wind could be heard in their ears.

Huhu——

One of them was a little puzzled, counted silently to sixty in his heart, but still didn't see their people coming out of the house, and said doubtfully:

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

"Wait a minute, maybe I'm searching the house. Brother Ye is usually searched by others, and Ye Anping is a young master of the sect. He definitely has a lot of valuable things on him, so he must be having fun."

"But it's been a little too long..."

"Get your sword ready. If there is a problem, then Ye Anping will definitely be seriously injured. It won't be difficult for the two of us to finish him off."

"Yes."

During the conversation, a person finally came out from the door of the bedroom in front.

The two people on the roof immediately squinted their eyes and looked at it. Because of the wind and snow, they could not see the man's face clearly from them, but they could also see the gray cloak on his body.

... ...

Ye Anping walked out of the room and paused for a step. He felt that the remaining two people should be staring at him. If he went in the wrong direction now, he might have to be exposed. But now the snow is too heavy, and he can't find it with his eyes. If you use your spiritual sense to find the positions of those two people, it would be too obvious if one of them has someone with profound spiritual attainments.

After thinking for a while, he simply knelt down on one knee, stabbed the ground with the spirit sword in his hand, pretended to be injured, and wanted to lure the two people out.

Sure enough, not long after he knelt down on one knee, two figures jumped down from the cornice of the courtyard corridor not far away, and quickly flashed in front of him.

"What's the matter? You're still injured?"

The rough voice came as expected, with the accent of the local dialect of the Southern Region, it sounded like he was mocking him for being a rookie, but from the voice and the way of speaking, Ye Anping deduced that this person should have a rather carefree personality.

As for the other tall and thin man, his eyes were fixed on Ye Anping, and there was some suspicion in his eyes. After hesitating for a while, he suddenly asked: