Chapter 303 Xiao Zhuo's calculation

In the dark night, another sound sounded, which surprised Yang Yanzhao. Unexpectedly, there were still people hiding, who seemed to be a master. What should he do?

If his cultivation is still there, the old man who plays with him as a monkey in front of him is looking for death with a tiger's beard, but now Yang Yanzhao is sealed Dantian by the mysterious palace costume girl. Even if the other party is an enlightened cultivation, it is difficult for him to deal with.

This is the gap in the realm.

He panicked and slowed down a little. A withered yellow hand hit Yang Yanzhao's chest. Suddenly, as if he had been hit by the power of a thousand pounds, he flew back and his blood surged.

"Ha ha, you fat man, how can you know the fun of this? You know that you smash it randomly with a hammer all day long, making it smell like blood..."

The thin head Tuo said to the back with disdain. He turned his head and looked at Yang Yanzhao, who stood up with his chest covering his chest. His eyes showed surprise. The wrinkles on his face piled up with the corners of his mouth. "The more resistance, the more interesting it is. I haven't done it for a long time. This feeling is really indescribable. Wonderful."

With a little nostalgia in the words, the thin head's eyes became more and more fanatical.

When the words fell, he rushed to Yang Yanzhao again. This time, he still hid his body. I think he liked this practice very much. He was happy to repeat the previous one. He moved his position like lightning. After the offensive was found, he quickly changed his angle and took action.

In this way, after more than a dozen back and forth, the thin head found that Yang Yanzhao's movements were obviously a little slower, and the blood overflowed at the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help laughing again.

"When you are old, you will be tired easily. It's not as good as in those years. That's it for today..."

The thin-headed man suddenly appeared and said something compassionately. Taking advantage of Yang Yanzhao's defense gap, he slapped at him again.

Thinking that he was about to see the person in front of him spitting blood and dying, he was excited and satisfied, and also felt a little sadness.

It's just that what's so sad is not that a life is about to disappear, but that when can I find such an interesting toy next time?

"Bum..."

While he was sighing, the withered hand like a tree root hit Yang Yanzhao's chest again. As the thin head was looking forward to, Yang Yanzhao spit out a mouthful of blood.

The vision also happened at this time.

Yang Yanzhao, who was supposed to die with a scream, showed a bloody sneer at him. Later, the thin head felt that his right hand was entangled in an arm. When he was eager to break free, a cold light flashed, and the severe pain spread in an instant.

"Ah!"

Listening to the sharp screams, Yang Yanzhao threw a bloody arm in his hand to the ground. He just wanted to kill the skinny old man with a knife, but he stabbed and almost fell to the ground because of the pain in his chest.

And the thin head also took the opportunity to retreat more than ten feet, covered the wound with his left hand, and shouted strangely in the dark, "Fat man, why don't you come out and kill him!"

But he shouted several times in a row, and no one responded. At this time, the thin head panicked. Then he remembered that when he ridiculed him, the other party did not fight back like before. It seemed that it was a little quiet.

Is there an accident?

I don't know whether it's because of pain or fear. On his forehead, big beads of sweat fell. The thin head looked at Yang Yanzhao who was shaking his body with a knife not far away, and his eyes couldn't help but feel like killing.

It's all because of him that I lost an arm. Anyway, I have to kill this person!

He was secretly angry in his heart. The thin-headed Tuo was lucky with all his skills, and there was a faint roar of thunder. He followed the roaring cold wind and hit Yang Yanzhao's face.

Yang Yanzhao, who was standing in place, naturally noticed it, but after two palms in a row, he had already been seriously injured. Even if he wanted to hide in his heart, he couldn't use the slightest strength. He could only watch the ferocious face getting closer and closer.

"Damn it, it's really annoying. I don't sleep in the middle of the night!"

There was a resentment in the air. When the thin head hit Yang Yanzhao, a figure rushed out, jumped up and kicked straight up.

It was just a face-to-face, and the thin head was kicked out without even screaming.

When the figure turned around, Yang Yanzhao looked up. Although the person was covering his face, from the outline, he was extremely familiar, like...

While thinking about it, he felt that the world was spinning. Yang Yanzhao couldn't hold on any longer. The long knife took off his hand and his body was about to fall to one side.

The latter hurried forward and held Yang Yanzhao, stretched out his finger to look at his neck for a moment, and then he was relieved and took off the black towel covering his face. It turned out to be the warm and submissive housekeeper Chen!

He raised his eyes and looked around and saw the corpses all over the ground. Housekeeper Chen couldn't help frowning and looked at Yang Yanzhao in his arms with some blame. "I thought that I would have finished things in a few days and continue to live a clean life with Moer, but I spread this unlucky thing. Alas, I have endured it for 15 years, but because you are exposed. Come out, it's really a trick. I hope the madman is sitting in meditation and doesn't have time to pay attention to me..."

With that, Yang Yanzhao was sent to the room. After healing his wounds, he hurriedly cleaned up the body of the assassin in the house, otherwise he would not be scared when he woke up.

In the morning, before the wind stopped, there was a line of soldiers outside the house. The leader was Han Derang's confidant. Although he had disdain in his heart, the order came, so he had to follow it and lead people to protect Yang Yanzhao, a prisoner of the Song Dynasty.

Looking at these sudden rude soldiers, the servants in the yard were confused and scared. Even if they did things, they were a little more careful. The housekeeper Chen's face was even more afraid, and his voice was much lower when he scolded the servants.

In the room, a Liao man dressed in a felt hat and a leather jacket took Yang Yanzhao's pulse. After a while, he frowned, shook his head and whispered, "It's strange that all the internal organs have been severely damaged, but the pulse is not weak. It's really strange..."

On the side, the housekeeper Chen came forward and asked softly worriedly, "Your Excellency, my adult's injury?"

Na Langzhong took a look of doubt in his eyes, glanced at Butler Chen, brushed the rare beard on his jaw, and said with a little contemptuousness, "I can't die. When I prescribe a prescription, just grab the medicine."

Hearing this, Butler Chen quickly bent down and lowered his head and said, "Yes, yes, I'm here to bother you."

Of course, ordinary people don't know that Yang Yanzhao was assassinated. Even if he heard about it, it was just a smile. After all, he was just a prisoner of the State of Song.

However, some people remember the rumors that suddenly flowed the day before yesterday, and they can't help but have some ideas in their hearts. Some people resent why Yang Yanzhao is not dead, some people are secretly having fun, and some people are scolded.

Shude Hall looked at Xiao Zhuo, who lost his temper in front of him. Far away, Xiao Tian, who stood with his head, twitched at the corners of his mouth. Later, he squeezed out a smiling face and picked up the scattered fruit.

"Yanyan, it's not good for my brother. I shouldn't send someone to kill Yang Jing. You don't remember the villain's fault. Can you forgive your brother?"

He said in a low voice, as if the child who did something wrong begged for forgiveness. Xiao Tianhe really did not expect that the assassination of Yang Jing would make his beloved sister so angry.

Although Xiao's lineage is extremely beautiful, there are few people. As the eldest son, Xiao Tianhe should take on the burden of revitalizing the Xiao family, but he has self-aknowledge and understands Xiao's ability above him.

If the sister is not a daughter, Xiao Tianhe immediately handed over the Xiao family to her without hesitation, but it's a pity...

In addition to regret, Xiao Tianhe's words to Xiao Zhuo are also obedient. Since he took over the Xiao family, he has acted for others according to the word "Hiding the light and keeping a low profile".

It doesn't make trouble or make trouble. It keeps the wealth of the Xiao family.

For a long time, Xiao Tianhe has cultivated his mind and is indisputable in the world, but somehow, he suddenly lost his mind last night. Whether it was because of drinking wine or because of the pain of losing his second brother, he can't tell the difference.

I only remember that after hearing the rumor, the heart that had been silent for many years turned out to be extremely angry. Fortunately, Xiao Tianhe remembered Xiao Zhuo's instructions to him that in addition to "cultivate his light and bide his time", there was also "not to be the enemy of Yelu".

Since Brother Yelu Xiu couldn't move, hatred naturally came to Yang Yanzhao and killed a prisoner of the State of Song. Even if the matter was exposed, who dared to blame him?

Unfortunately, Xiao Tianhe didn't expect that this incident would make Xiao Zhuo very angry.

Seeing Xiao Chuo's stiff face and ignored him, Xiao Tianhe put the fruit on the table, put his face forward, and made a pitiful look, "Yanyan, brother, I'm wrong, just forgive me..."

Full of pleading, it seemed that the next moment, he was going to burst into tears. Seeing him like this, Xiao Zhuo, with a frosty face, was not able to breathe again. He stretched out his jade hand and pushed Xiao Tianhe aside. "You are also a father, and you are also the prime minister of Beifu. How can you not use your brain to do things? If Yang Jing was killed, why did you sweat at the beginning? Don't you end up with him with a knife?"

"My good Yanyan, my brother has a fever, but Princess Qiong'e has indeed been too close to Yang Jing recently. The second brother's body is not cold, not to mention the well-known rumors in the market, my Xiao family's face was slapped loudly, so the elder brother couldn't help it for a while, and this is..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhuo looked at him horizontally and interrupted him, "Well, it's useful for you to kill Yang Jing?"

This low drink made Xiao Tianhe smash his mouth, swallowed the words back, lowered his head, and stopped making a sound.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhuo couldn't help sighing, and his words softened a little, "Big brother, the debt is wronged. The second brother died in the hands of Brother Yelu Xiu, and this account will be calculated with him in the future. At present, you and my brother and sister are left in my Xiao family. You can't be reckless in everything. If you have some accidents, what should you do as a sister?

Hearing this, Xiao Tianhe took a deep breath, and there was an untiable distress in his eyes. "But Yanyan, really looked at Qiong'e and Yang Jing like this..."

"Brother, why don't you take retreat as progress and plan the overall situation? Since the second brother is dead, we can't let go. We broke the head with Yelu and killed Yang Jing angrily. What's the use of this?

Xiao Zhuo said in a low voice, walked down the seat covered with white fox fur, and held Xiao Tianhe to sit aside. "In this case, it's better to push the boat smoothly. If others laugh, they will go. As long as the sweat remembers our good in his heart, more importantly, my Xiao family will probably have some resentment in his heart. At that time, whether it's sympathy or gratitude, it will only be more obedient to the eldest brother.

After a long time, Xiao Tianhe nodded slowly and said reluctantly and helplessly, "Yanyan's words are reasonable. It's that her brother is too reckless..."

After taking down the tea from the small stove, Xiao Zhuo poured a cup and handed it to Xiao Tianhe. "Brother, my sister knows that you have wronged you. This cup of tea should be because of your temper just now."

"Yan Yan..."

Reaching out his hand to stop Xiao Tianhe's words, Xiao Chuo sighed, "Brother, you and I all know the situation of the Xiao family now. It's not too much to say that he is strong outside. Although there are many students, there are many people's hearts, and there are not many people who are really loyal to my Xiao family. My little sister dares to assert today that if one day my Xiao family gets into trouble, I'm afraid it's rare to stand up..."

With the tea and smelling the nosey fragrance, Xiao Tianhe had no intention to drink it, and a sadness came out. "Yanyan said that I was also worried about my brother. My Xiao family is a famous family in Liao, but I didn't expect to go to this difficult step. It was all my Xiao Tianhe's fault and humiliated the door."

After meditating for a moment, the light flashed in Xiao Zhuo's beautiful eyes, and then his red lips gently said, "Big brother doesn't need to blame yourself. Maybe there is still a way."

Hearing this, Xiao Tianhe immediately put the cup in his hand aside and looked at her eagerly, "Is Yanyan a good plan? Hurry up and talk to her brother."

"Let Yang Jing be used by my Xiao family."

After saying this sentence, Xiao Zhuo looked up at the outside of the hall. At the beginning of the wind and snow, a touch of bright sunshine sprinkled in, which was just a good scenery.