The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world

Su Shaoying sighed, "Your guess really makes sense. 6̾̾"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said with a proud smile, "Of course my guess is reasonable. The palace has a collection of rare treasures from all over the world. Is there any magic elixir for detoxification and healing?"

"But they won't just kill us and silence us, right?" Zhang Yingfeng asked.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "The bet between Li Yanbei and Du Tongxuan involves the underground world of the capital and the bet of 2.6 million taels of silver. How many others are there? Is it enough to buy a few lives?"

Zhang Yingfeng said blankly, "With so much money, I can buy hundreds of them, let alone a few!"

"But there's one other thing that's strange."

Lu Xiaofeng touched her mustache, frowned and said, "I saw Ye Gucheng last night. He was hiding in a small remote temple. The poison on his body has not been cured. He looks very weak!"

"It doesn't make sense if the swordsman in white who entered the palace is Ye Gucheng?" Lu Xiaofeng scratched his head a little.

"What?" Zhang Yingfeng and Ma Xiuzhen were shocked, especially Ma Xiuzhen, "Is he really poisoned?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "We were in Zhangjiakou at that time. Weren't you also there and saw it with your own eyes? Moreover, the honest monk and Mr. Sun also confirmed it."

Zhang Yingfeng clicked his tongue when he heard this, "When he was poisoned by Tang Sect's poisonous sand, he could still stab out that sword and seriously injure Tang Tianrong?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded. Last night, he saw Ye Gucheng who was very weak, but his hand holding the sword was still stable. He believed that if someone else came and had ill intentions towards him, Ye Gucheng's flying fairy would also still be stable. Never hesitate to kill.

Ma Xiuzhen couldn't help but ask, "In that case, if Ximen Chuixue is not in the palace and Ye Gucheng is poisoned and hiding in a remote temple, then who is this mysterious swordsman in white?"

Lu Xiaofeng also wanted to know. Maybe if he knew who the swordsman in white was, the whole matter would come to light.

"Yes, who is this swordsman in white and where is he from?"

…

It was already past noon when several people came out of the palace.

"Let's go find Li Yanbei. I still have a few questions to ask him." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"What's the problem?" Su Shaoying asked.

"Ask him why he is sure that Ximen Chuixue will lose!"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes brightened, "Ye Gucheng's reputation is indeed greater than that of Ximen Chuixue, but Ximen Chuixue is also an unparalleled swordsman, otherwise Ye Gucheng would not take the initiative to challenge Ximen Chuixue."

"The bet between Li Yanbei and Du Tongxuan has at least a four-point chance of winning." Lu Xiaofeng said, "Although Ye Gucheng showed off his magic skills, you were able to avoid him. Li Yanbei breathed a sigh of relief at that time."

Su Shaoying continued, "But when we came back that night, he had already made an appointment with Gu Qingfeng and sold his bet for 1.95 million taels of silver."

"He must have got the news from somewhere. Ye Gucheng will win and Ximen Chuixue will lose!" Lu Xiaofeng said, "What he said to us last night was actually an excuse."

"Since he didn't say it yesterday, why do you think he will say it today?" Su Shaoying asked.

"Because I will ask him!" Lu Xiaofeng affirmed, "I saved his life, he must tell me!"

Su Shaoying really didn't expect this question that Lu Xiaofeng thought of, because Li Yanbei's performance in the original work was indeed an indecisive person, and he also gave an explanation, so Su Shaoying did not express doubts about it.

But if you think about it carefully, is such a big boss who has worked hard in the capital for twenty years, occupied the position of the leader in the north of the city, and bet his fortune with Du Tongxuan in one breath, really such a person?

If the trump card is not revealed, the outcome is unpredictable!

If Li Yanbei is worried about his wife and children, he is fully capable of sending them out safely first, instead of directly selling everything he owns in exchange for helpless money, unless...

He has a reason to sell!

"Did the person behind Gu Qingfeng warn him?" Zhang Yingfeng guessed.

Ma Xiuzhen shook his head and said, "He has been able to establish himself in the north of the city for twenty years. Do you think there is anyone behind him in the court?"

Zhang Yingfeng said, "Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Maybe something happened to the person behind him."

Ma Xiuzhen stopped talking. When it comes to understanding the court, Zhang Yingfeng, as a native of the capital, is much more knowledgeable than she is.

Su Shaoying couldn't help but sigh again. Unexpectedly, such a lonely boss who was plotted to die by his own woman actually had a story behind him.

"I hope he's not dead yet." Su Shaoying shook her head and sighed.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but look back at Su Shaoying, "Why did he die?"

"Who did you see in Baiyun Temple this morning?" Su Shaoying asked.

"Those who usually follow him on patrols with him." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"These people are now listening to Gu Qingfeng." Su Shaoying said.

Lu Xiaofeng's expression changed, "But Li Yanbei has 1.95 million taels of silver."

"Is this money enough to kill him?" Su Shaoying asked.

"This money is enough to kill his family!" Lu Xiaofeng said.

…

When everyone rushed to Li Yanbei's mansion No. 13, the mansion was silent, but there was a pungent smell of blood floating inside.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes changed, and together with his body shape, he jumped past the gate and entered the small courtyard like a flying swallow throwing itself into the forest. His movements were smooth and smooth.

Su Shaoying and the other three were not slow in their movements. They followed Lu Xiaofeng closely and swept into the front yard and into the living room, where they saw the source of the bloody smell.

The source is not Li Yanbei, but Guan Huihui.

At this time, Guan Huihui was sitting slantedly at the dining table in the living room, her face was pale and bloodless, and her empty eyes were full of unspeakable fear. A gurgling red blood flowed from her throat and filled her chest without a trace. Heaving chest.

"It wasn't Li Yanbei who killed her!" Lu Xiaofeng said immediately.

Li Yanbei practices Northern martial arts, and his punches and kicks are extremely powerful, and he never uses weapons.

Su Shaoying looked at Guan Huihui's still bleeding throat, "She just died!"

The next moment, a sudden change occurred.

A figure flashed at the back door of the living room, the screen suddenly collapsed, and the windows on both sides suddenly shattered. Four figures flew into the room and attacked the four people.

Two lamas, two swordsmen.

The two lamas had ugly faces, with their left shoulders exposed, and they wore nine rings on their arms. Their hands held two larger copper rings, which were full of sharp spikes. One of them attacked Lu Xiaofeng, and the other attacked Su Shaoying.

The two swordsmen were thin and dressed in black. The long swords in their hands were also painted black. They were sharp and thin and pierced the throats of Zhang Yingfeng and Ma Xiuzhen like poisonous snakes.