My Attributes Cultivation Life

At this time, Zhang Rongfang, Zheng and Qingsu stood in the dark near Pingya Temple.

"Zhao Tianming seems to have confirmed that he is a traitor. I just don't know why he is serving?" Qingsu sighed, feeling a little scared in his heart.

If Lord Bai Ying hadn't stopped her halfway, she would have fallen into Zhao Tianming's trap now.

"For now, we must be ready to retire and give up everything in Tanyang at any time." Zhang Rongfang said sternly.

The exposure to sunlight has a very bad impact.

Because he has one-third of the recent information on White Eagle's side.

The most important thing is that this person is likely to lead the forces behind him to target Zhang Ying's identity.

For the forces that follow the rules, Zhang Ying's official position is a good talisman.

For the forces that do not follow the rules, only strength is their only reliance.

In the Palace of Mirrors, there is no master who can stop a high-quality master from attacking.

Is it possible to count on those seven-rank palace masters and deputy palace masters who are getting old and toothless?

"Sir, what should we do now?" Qing Su didn't expect the situation to be so serious, and for a while, he was in a state of confusion.

She is still young after all, if it is just an assassination mission, to collect intelligence. If you have a clear goal, that's fine.

But now the situation

Zhang Rongfang was also a little helpless. If he was not injured, he might be able to try the forces behind Zhao Tianming.

But at this time, his right wrist was injured, and his strength was at most only 70% of his previous strength. If you do it, you may not be able to beat even the stronger eighth-rank.

This feeling of suffocation has rarely been encountered since he quickly broke through the grade.

Unexpectedly, it appears again now.

"Go back first and hide yourself. I'm going somewhere." Zhang Rongfang said solemnly.

"My subordinate understands!"

Qing Su said no more. Now I can only rely on Lord Bai Ying to find a way. If she can't even reach the 8th rank Bai Ying, then she, this little 4th rank, can only completely stay away from Tan Yang and go to other places.

Avoid the limelight first.

Tan Yang's Yunyanju is a three-story red building with gorgeous decoration.

In front of the building door, there has always been a huge signboard and two big red lanterns.

There are rows of counters inside, with all kinds of calligraphy and paintings, antiques, all kinds of playthings, and collections.

The most surprising thing is that the site covers a huge area, but there is not much traffic.

Someone secretly counted their guests in front of the door and found that even if every guest who came in and out every day went shopping inside, it would not be enough for the daily consumption of the entire Yunyanju.

Therefore, the mystery of Yunyanju has long been circulated in a small area around it.

Zhang Rongfang changed his clothes, walked into the first floor like an ordinary guest, and walked around the counter a few times.

This is his first time here.

The intelligence functions mastered by the White Eagle and the Black Eagle are not the same.

Black Hawk seems to have more connections with high-level officials. He doesn't know if this is the case for all points or only Tan Yang.

However, the situation is difficult now. If there is still nothing to do here, Zhang Rongfang plans to completely hide himself and hide for a while.

Anyway, his Daoist Daoist status is still there, and his rank in the yamen will not drop.

After hiding for a while, when the storm subsided, he used his attribute points in one breath to build up his strength to an unimaginable level.

At that time, the immediate difficulties will no longer be difficult.

Wandered around the counter a few times.

Soon, he came to a corner and showed the white eagle waist card to a clerk who was dozing off.

The clerk was shocked and immediately woke up.

"It turned out to be Uncle Bai, this way! This way!"

He quickly walked out of the counter, nodded and walked towards the second floor with Zhang Rongfang.

Following the clerk, the two entered one after the other through a stair entrance in the corner.

After turning around, I soon came to a spacious indoor courtyard.

The large courtyard with a length and width of more than 30 meters is surrounded by painted wooden walls.

The ground in the middle is covered with thin stone slabs, and there is a man-made rockery flowing water in the center, which is flowing and making a sound.

man-made landscape.

A woman in white with a stiff face was quietly kneeling on the soft cushion, holding a brush in her hand, gently writing a copybook.

The robe the woman was wearing was like a robe, and like a long skirt, spread out on the ground like clouds, pure and white.

The white color of the robe contrasted with the black ink that appeared on the copybook.

Black and white is more and more peaceful.

"Fan Qianyu."

The woman didn't pay attention to Zhang Rongfang, or she saw it and didn't mean to talk to him.

Instead, he said another name to himself.

"You owe me a favor, it's time to pay it back."

Zhang Rongfang was puzzled, not knowing her identity, let alone who she was talking to.

He was about to ask, but suddenly noticed that there was still a person standing beside the rockery in the courtyard.

The man slowly walked out from the edge of the rockery, and his movements were silent. Even though it was only ten meters away, Zhang Rongfang didn't even notice his existence at all.

He looked at the man.

This is a slender man with a thin face.

He wears a silver mask that covers half of his face.

The other half of the face that was exposed was handsome and feminine.

There was a strange sense of contradiction about this man. Obviously his figure does not have much sense of strength.

But Zhang Rongfang just looked at him, and there was a kind of creepy threat in his keen five senses.

&nbs this person

Completely different from his previous perception.

In Zhang Rongfang's cognition, all those who practice martial arts will have no less muscle lines on their bodies.

Even Qingsu has muscular contours hidden in tight underwear.

It's just that she is always covered by her love of beauty.

For those who practice martial arts, muscles are strength. If there is no strength, no matter how fast the sword and knife are, they will be weak.

In fact, power and speed are directly proportional.

The greater the power, the faster the speed.

But in front of this person.

Zhang Rongfang unconsciously tightened his body muscles.

He didn't know why he was tense, but his body's instinct was shaking

"You are closer than me," the silver-faced man said blankly.

"Yeah." The woman in white wrote the copybook lightly.

That is a huge polar character.

The black ink slowly spreads and diffuses at the end of the writing.

"While I can still remember." The woman raised her head, and there was blood in her eyes.

"Go."

She put down the pen.

"Help you this time, let's clear things up." The silver-faced man said softly.

"it is good."

The woman was silent.

"But I won't come forward, neither of us will come forward. If you die, you will die."

The silver-faced man didn't answer, turned around and walked towards the door.

Zhang Rongfang stood in front of the door, unconsciously getting out of the way.

He watched the man leave silently, without saying a word.

The young face of the other party and the long silver hair formed a sharp contrast.

One does not know whether he is young or old.

After a while, the man's back disappeared in the corridor.

Zhang Rongfang couldn't even hear the sound of his stepping downstairs. It was obvious that the stairs would make a creaking sound when he came up by himself.

Turning back, Zhang Rongfang's eyes fell on the woman in white.

"I'm under Tanyang Baiying, dare to ask who you are?"

He unconsciously used honorifics.

The man just now was very dangerous, and this woman who can instruct that person is probably even more dangerous!

Whenever possible, be cautious.

The so-called courtesy is not to blame for many people, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

Only then did the woman seem to discover the existence of Zhang Rongfang.

The pupils in her eyes gradually focused, and the figure of the other party emerged.

"I know you are the one who sent the scriptures and silks."

"It's my subordinate." Zhang Rongfang's heart moved, and his attitude lowered immediately.

The woman raised her hand and touched her waist pouch, but she was stunned. There was nothing in her waist pouch.

"Sorry, I forgot to bring something again." She seemed to want to reward Zhang Rongfang, but was embarrassed to find that she couldn't feel anything.

"My lord, this is what your subordinates should do. You don't need to reward them." Zhang Rongfang said quickly, "It's just my lord, the situation in Tanyang for my Golden Winged Building is quite bad. Secret religion. These are not things that subordinates can provoke."

He quickly spoke out about his difficulties.

"I understand." The woman nodded lightly, "You are a good boy who took the risk and handed in the secret file. Then stay and take the threat."

She used a girl's delicate voice when she said the word "good boy" softly.

Zhang Rongfang had goosebumps in his heart, but he couldn't express it well, so he could only endure it~www.readwn.com~. The woman clapped her hands gently, "What do you wish for?" What I can do, I can help you do it once. "

"Wish?" Zhang Rongfang was stunned for a moment, but the scope was huge.

"Yeah, wish." The woman nodded. "For example, is there any enemy that needs to be killed? Or want to know some news."

kill?

information?

"Subordinate"

Zhang Rongfang thought for a while, the snake king, I don't know if he can open this mouth.

"Xue Jinghao injured you. Do you want to slaughter him?" the woman said softly.

"You are the Snake King! You are the super-special envoy of the Black Ten Sect!" Zhang Rongfang's heart trembled.

"It's okay." The woman chuckled, but her face didn't change at all. Just eyes flickering.

"It's okay." Her eyes narrowed. "While I can still remember"

At this time, clouds and smoke are outside.

With this place as the center, it is within a radius of several hundred meters.

A figure with a golden feather talisman hanging on his waist kept appearing and gathered in the direction of Yunyanju.

They look like ordinary people, but in the depths of their eyes there is almost an indifference to human life.

Outside Tanyang City, Qingding Mountain.

Facing the direction of the city gate, a group of strong figures in gray and white armor were lining up and galloping along the official road.

All of them are wearing inner armor and outer robes, wearing masks, and carrying double-edged swords on their backs.

Not only that, Tan Yang's other three city gates also had a team of hundreds of people on the official road, and they rushed towards this side on horseback.

All teams are dressed the same, the same attire.

The most important thing is that the leaders headed by them have hidden feather and jade marks on their waists that represent the Golden Winged Building.

Obviously these people wore metal armor that was not allowed by the imperial court, but when they entered the city gate, no soldier who defended the city dared to intercept them.