Empress, your husband is invincible

And just when night completely enveloped the entire sky, there was a sudden scream of death from the side courtyard on the west side of Wuhou Mansion.

Zhuang Shuanglin, who had just sat back beside the two of them, jumped up from the chair and walked out the door.

"The courtyard on the west side of Marquis Wu's Mansion is where the private prison is located."

Explaining something to Ye Cheng, Li Baijing also stood up.

Most of the family soldiers in Wuhou's mansion are veterans who retired from the battlefield.

Facing the strange and severe atmosphere, without Zhuang Shuanglin's instructions, they spontaneously organized and guarded the passages and porches of Wuhou Mansion tightly.

After walking a few steps towards the private courtyard where the private prison is located on the west side, Zhuang Shuanglin jumped straight onto the beam and started running towards the west along the ridge of the roof.

The [-] elite Phoenix Feather Guards and some of the masters of Marquis Wu's Mansion who had been thrown out by her before had already begun to return to defense. Before Zhuang Shuanglin arrived, they surrounded the courtyard where the private prison was located.

Seeing Zhuang Shuanglin, Qin Ye quickly greeted him, and briefly introduced:

"Commander, there are a total of ten thieves, except for two who are slightly weaker in force, and were captured by the masters of the palace.

The remaining eight people have all rushed into the private prison below. "

As he said that, Qin Ye showed a look of shame on his face:
"However, the strength of the last general is not good enough. I really can't see the level of those nine people. Please punish them."

"It's not your fault."

Glancing around, Zhuang Shuanglin took the Yanling Saber he handed over, and asked with a serious face:
"Where are Mr. Li and the others?"

"Elder Li was seriously injured when he captured the thief, and now it is Elder Qiu who is leading a few masters from the house to fight fiercely with the eight thieves in the dungeon."

Qin Ye pointed towards Zhuang Shuanglin and pointed to the two people not far away who were locked by iron hooks by the Phoenix Feather Guards.

The veils on their faces were broken, but it was obvious that they were all men.

The coachman that Ye Cheng had seen before sat cross-legged and closed his eyes beside the two of them, covering his shoulders.

Pulling out the Yanling Saber, Zhuang Shuanglin suddenly burst out with a strong murderous aura.

"Send someone to invite Mr. Wang to treat Uncle Li's wounds."

After giving Qin Ye an order, Zhuang Shuanglin dragged the Yanling Saber and rushed towards the entrance of the private prison not far away.

Ye Cheng and Li Baijing followed closely behind her.

The so-called private prison entrance is just a crude stone step extending downward.

But it is on the ridge of a vegetable garden. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.

Zhuang Shuanglin was the most anxious. When Ye Cheng and Li Baijing stepped onto the stone steps, she who had already joined the battle group suddenly shouted at them:
"Li Baijing, you just need to block the entrance of the dungeon, Brother Ye, please come down!"

Ye Cheng glanced at Li Baijing, then turned and looked down.

On the walls on both sides of the stone steps, there is a torch every few steps, which makes the interior of the private prison extraordinarily bright.

As soon as Ye Cheng stepped on the solid ground, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Eight people, all wearing black masks, stood back to back holding various weapons, and were blocked in the middle of the passage by three or four men dressed up and Zhuang Shuanglin dragging a Yanling saber.

The so-called assassin is so stupid?
"I also just saw that these assassins are just low-level masters of the third and fourth ranks.

If the shackles and shackles were removed, they really couldn't kill Mo Yuxie. "

Looking sideways at Ye Cheng, Zhuang Shuanglin teased.

The ninth level of martial arts, the first to fourth level is the lower level, the fifth to seventh level is the intermediate level, and the eighth and ninth level are the top level...

This common sense, the system had told Ye Cheng before.

"Do you still need help?"

Raising his eyebrows, Ye Cheng couldn't help feeling helpless.

He could see that among the eight assassins, among the eight assassins, there were two fourth-rank warriors among the masters of the Marquis Mansion.

Coupled with Zhuang Shuanglin's fifth-level Nirvana Breaker, these eight assassins have basically been sentenced to death...

"I don't need anything here, sir. But I always feel that something is wrong, please just pay more attention to the movement of the ground, sir."

Ye Cheng nodded, ready to turn around out of boredom.

But those eight assassins suddenly became violent, and launched a desperate charge towards Zhuang Shuanglin.

Ye Cheng turned his head curiously, and saw Zhuang Shuanglin twisting his wrist, and the Yanling knife in his hand was raised immediately.

It's just a simple slash with a knife, and an arm of the assassin who rushed to the front was immediately crippled!
"The strength gap between the third and fifth ranks is too great..."

Shaking his head and swearing, Ye Cheng walked straight to the ground without a trace of nostalgia.

"Brother Ye, are you so fast?"

Seeing Ye Cheng coming up with arms folded, Li Baijing was startled.

Ye Cheng glanced at him strangely, reached out and patted his shoulder:

"Be careful next time, don't tell a man that he is fast..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Cheng frowned fiercely, and looked up at the northwest corner area of ​​Marquis Wu's Mansion next to the courtyard.

There, there is a thick smoke rising into the sky with the fire!

Li Baijing turned his head to look at him, frowned and touched the ground, and his figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, Li Baijing held Qiushui on his waist with one hand, stood on the highest eaves of the Marquis Wu's mansion, and stared at the burning area.

The servants in Marquis Wu's mansion were already heading towards the courtyard from all over in a murderous formation.

After scanning around for a few times, Li Baijing's eyes were fixed on a shadow, and the corner of his mouth was raised, and his figure sank into the darkness.

"Little mouse, it's pretty good at hiding."

……

In a house a few hundred steps away from Wuhou Mansion.

The fat man in an ill-fitting night clothes was frowning looking at the thick smoke in Wuhou Mansion.

"Mr. Qi, Qiu Xiong and the others are probably locked up in a private prison."

Liu Yun's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"It's okay, those people are abandoned children."

The fat man named Qi He waved his hand, turned his head to look at Liu Yun's eyes that were only exposed outside the mask, and waved the vermilion wooden sign in his hand to her.

"Order Bai Shen to find a way to lure Li Baijing to this place, and the rest of the people should go here to ambush."

"Here."

Taking her eyes away from the vermilion blood gate, Liu Yun stretched her finger into her red lips, and a crisp nightingale's cry came from her lips in an instant.

After listening to the singing of nightingales for a while, a short figure suddenly walked out of a shadow on Houmen Street and walked straight to Wuhou Mansion.

At the same time, dozens of figures in night clothes walked towards the sound source of the nightingale from various areas of Houmen Street.

"Who is it? Marquis Marquis Mansion is under martial law, retreat quickly!"

A few servants who were patrolling the alley on the south side of Wuhou Mansion saw a thin figure dozens of steps away, and immediately set up their bows and crossbows at him, while scolding him coldly.

The short figure kept walking, almost for a moment, before appearing in front of several servants.

Standing in front of them was obviously a general-looking figure from Marquis Wu's family. Seeing this, his pupils shrank, and he shot out the crossbow without hesitation.

"call out!"

A scene that surprised them happened. The short figure stretched out his fingers to the side of his head and caught the crossbow bolt!