Chapter 45 Wind and Rain, Mo Lizhai

Mo Lizhai, one of the seven major alliances of the imperial capital, is the owner of Tantai Yongluo.

The Dantai family used to be a noble family. Although it could not stand side by side with the thirteenth family, it was also regarded as a hegemon in terms of financial power. Later, for some unknown reasons, the Dantai family fell and gradually faded out of the sight of the people of the empire. Unexpectedly, hundreds of years later, a talented figure appeared in the Dantai family, trying to use one person. , when it was the heyday of the family, it took a lifetime to gain nothing, and only Mo Lizhai was left as an industry.

The word Mo Li in Mo Lizhai is taken from the name of the ancestor of Xingtai. Xingtai Moli was a famous figure at that time, but now Mo Lizhai has become one of the vassal forces of the Yuwen family.

On this day, Gu Xinghe dismissed Xiao Yike, who came to see him off, and walked out from the back door of Duanmuxiang Mansion alone. After he returned from Guixu Villa, he once again stepped on the streets of Chang'an City to explore the roots of the Yuwen family again. The difference is that his cultivation last time was far worse than now, and the strength behind him was far worse than now!

On that day, he was like a mouse in the dark night. He could only spy on Yuwen's mansion in the night, but he was almost controlled by Yizhi, the head of the prime minister's mansion.

Now, he has half of the secret forces of Duanmu Xiangfu as the backing, and Xiao can also be a ghost to plan for it. Compared with the two, it is far from each other!

What's more, now he will never foolishly try to rush into Yuwen's mansion. It is the best choice to break through from the side, and Mo Lizhai is the breakthrough he chose.

Gu Xinghe, dressed in white and with white hair, walked on the long street, thinking about something secretly and suddenly smiled faintly: When he became the landlord of Chang'an, one of the seven major alliances, he did not participate in the affairs of the seven major alliances. Instead, when he is no longer the landlord, he has to take the initiative to intervene. In the battle of underground forces in Chang'an City.

The things in this world can only make people helpless, alas!

Gu Xinghe sighed and gradually walked into the darkness and disappeared.

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Wind, rainstorm, night.

On a midsummer night, the wind and rain came together. Chang'an City had not encountered such a violent rainstorm for many years. The people living in the imperial capital closed their doors and windows early and lay on the kang and counted the fate of God.

Outside the house, the fierce wind blew the tall trees, and countless leaves fell with the wind, like arrows from the string, hitting the ground crazily and thong.

A young man, dressed in blue and with long hair flowing in the wind, came from a distance, holding a silver sword and walking forward step by step. This wind and rain seems to bring everything, but it doesn't seem to have any impact on him at all. For him, it's just a spring breeze.

"Boom!" A flash of lightning crossed the sky and reflected the whole street into a black and white world.

The man in blue walked forward, like a walk, fearless.

"Dun!" A soft sound was particularly shocking in this manic night.

The man in blue only paused and smiled slightly. The long sword in his hand suddenly brushed forward, but saw the spark suddenly burst out, and a small silver arrow stuck on the ground.

"Come out!" The man in blue stopped and said with a smile. He didn't raise his head, but he seemed to expect that the man would definitely appear.

"Wo! Oh! Oh! "Oh!" Countless arrows suddenly rushed in his direction, and this was the answer given to him by the dark man.

Hearing the violent sound of breaking through the sky, the man in blue seemed to be suddenly shocked. He pulled out the long sword in his hand, and the sword flowers flew all over the sky, like countless snowflakes floating in this quiet night, full of poetry, as if it was not a murderous sword, but a sword in the hands of a poet.

This man in blue was originally dressed in a Confucian shirt, but at this time, he used this set of swordsmanship, which made him more elegant.

The arrows all over the sky are like a rainstorm, and he is like a flat boat and a huge stone in the rainstorm.

When the rain blows, I don't move!

"Dang!" It was the sound of gold and iron attack. A slender sword suddenly came from the rain of arrows all over the sky. It was silent and without a trace, but it was finally noticed by the man in blue and went back with a sword.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! ..." The rain of arrows fell to the ground, in a mess.

Two figures, one blue and one purple, each holding a long sword and standing against each other.

The man in blue smiled lightly, withdrew the long sword in his hand, and said with a smile, "Nichang, do you want my life? You have used the magic power of flowers and rain all over the sky!"

"Hmm!" The woman in purple snorted coldly and took back the long sword in her hand and said coldly, "Don't call my name, or be careful of the sword in my hand."

The meaning is cold, but there is no murder.

"Good! OK! OK!" The man in blue smiled and said, "I won't call your name again, okay? You'd better hide, or if you can't complete the task, you and I will be miserable!"

The woman in purple nodded gently and jumped lightly, like a ghost, disappearing without a trace.

The man in blue stared at the direction of the woman in purple disappearing. After two or three breaths, he only shook his head and walked slowly forward again.

The wind is still roaring, and the rain is still pouring down. None of the two people who had just fought noticed. In the distant darkness, a man was crawling all over his night clothes, like a hunter, observing their movements motionless.

This person is naturally the ancient Xinghe disguised, and the location of this place is Mo Lizhai's underground sphere of influence in Chang'an City.

But who is that man and a woman?

In the actions of the two people, there is a sense of mystery everywhere. Gu Xinghe's intuition is that these two people should not be Mo Lizhai, or maybe some other forces are also ready to come to hit Mo Lizhai?

Or will these two be single rangers?

However, despite the wind and rain, Gu Xinghe just faintly heard the word "mission" and felt more and more that the identities of these two people were like fog.

Shaking his head, Gu Xinghe stopped guessing, just a slight look, and disappeared again.

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This night is destined to be an uneven night.

Since receiving an anonymous envelope yesterday, Luo Yong in Tantai has been restless and sleepless. He only holds a huge sword in his arms every day and pretends to be calm in the hall. He seems to be waiting for something to happen.

And other family slaves in the house have long been sent out of Beijing by him, leaving only dozens of strong warriors.

Although he immediately reported to the left prime minister's mansion after receiving the envelope, the attitude of the prime minister's mansion was so ambiguous that people had to be worried.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, Luo Yong stood up and looked there.

But outside the hall, on the ground as flat as a mirror in the past, it seemed to have been smashed out of a big pit, and two iron doors were inserted into the stone soil.

In mid-air, a huge stone lion is rushing towards the hall.

Luo Yong suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand and rushed to the stone lion. He must not let the stone lion destroy the only foundation left by his ancestors.

"Dang!" With a loud noise, the long sword in his hand suddenly hit the stone lion, splashing countless sparks, but finally suppressed it.

"Who is sacred? Please show up!" Luo in Tantai stood proudly in the courtyard and shouted loudly.

"Boom!" A flash of lightning passed, and a man in blue was walking slowly towards this place with a leisurely step.

"Who are you?" Tantai Luoyong pretended to be calm, but his eyes kept flashing, but he had betrayed him.

But when he saw the man in blue standing, he smiled faintly and said, "With you? You don't deserve to know my identity!"

"Hmm!" Dantai Luoyong snorted angrily, and the huge sword in his hand suddenly cut at the man in blue.

A strange smile appeared at the corners of the man's mouth. He moved slightly to the side, but it was already far away. Luoyong's fierce blow seemed to hit the empty place. Fortunately, he sworded the pharaoh. Although his face turned red, it did not hurt his lungs.

"Well, let me see the twelve-way swordsmanship of the Tai family!" As soon as the voice fell, the sword rain all over the sky enveloped Luo Yong in Tantai.

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and the air is cold.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the two long swords finally fought together and fought each other.

"What a strong sword, who the hell is this man?" Tantai Luoyong's heart was full of doubts at this time. He felt more and more difficult. Although he had fought to the death, it seemed that he could not have any impact on the man at all.

The man in blue was like a leisurely walk, not in a hurry to solve the battle, but only kept exerting pressure on him.

But in an instant, the situation changed dramatically.

"Hmm!" In the distant sky, there was a cold hum, and a figure rushed in this direction like a meteor. The man was holding a silver gun, which was the responsibility of the chief guard of the left prime minister's mansion.

It seems that Yuwen Xiangfu did not give up Mo Lizhai, but secretly ambushed such a killing god.

"Dang!" With a loud sound and a sword and gun attack, the man in blue suddenly drifted back, as if he was not the opponent of Yi's responsibility, or for some other reason, and he suddenly retreated to the distance.

But in an instant, he seemed to feel that a streamer passed through the corners of his eyes, and the purpose of the streamer was the place where the responsibility of the "mad gun" Yi and Luoyong stood.

Neeang?! The man in blue suddenly stood still, quickly covered his face and looked back.

but I saw a figure in black, holding a long sword like water, like a streamer. A sword hit Luoyong's back in Tantai silently.

"Be careful!" Yi Zhi blamed with a roar. How could he tolerate someone secretly killing under his eyes!

The long gun in his hand has been handed out, but it can't stop the man's figure, "Puff!" Tantai Luoyong received a sword and suddenly fell to the ground.

The man in black hit, then pulled out his sword and suddenly disappeared into the distance, and the man in blue seemed to think of something and flew in another direction.

At this time, Yi Zhi's face was like flying snow. He snorted angrily, held a long gun in his hand, and chased him in the direction of the man in black.