Chapter 700 Blow up the Rebels’ House (1)
After Ye Sha recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, he changed his original name to Murong An. In order to atone for his crimes, Murong An revealed the secret training place where he was a killer. The emperor sent a large number of troops to encircle and suppress him. The building has long been empty, leaving only a deserted empty shell.

Judging from the size of the training ground and the many traces left inside, many excellent killers have been trained here. They are spread all over Qingsong, carrying out killing missions, causing great harm. No peace.

"Brother, besides the training place, do you remember any other places?" Murong An and Ouyang Shaoxian are about the same age and temperament, they are brother-in-law and sister-in-law, plus his return, Ouyang Shaoxian contributed a lot, After regaining his status as the young master of the Hou Mansion, he became a frequent visitor to Chuxuan Palace.

However, today he came at an inappropriate time, Ouyang Shaoxian left the mansion and hadn't come back yet, Murong Yu was the one who entertained him.

It is indeed a pity that the training ground was abandoned, people were arrested, and no valuable information was obtained, but what Murong Yu cares most about is not that Murong An failed to make a contribution, but that Murong An regained his memory and betrayed the master. He will never let Murong An go, and if he is caught as soon as possible, he can be at ease earlier.

The tea that Murong Yu brewed was very fragrant, and the taste was very unique. Murong An took a few more sips: "I am a killer in the organization, and I am only responsible for taking orders and killing people. I rarely participate in the affairs of the organization. Passing by the mysterious house where the master appeared in the suburbs, I was blindfolded, the carriage kept turning, I was dizzy, I couldn’t tell the difference between east, west, north and south, and I couldn’t remember the specific location of the house.”

Ye Fiend recovered his memory, and the secret gathering place was exposed. Given the master's intelligence, it was unlikely that the house would be used again, and even if he went there, he might not be able to gain anything.

"Right now, the enemy is in the dark and I am in the open. The situation is not good for me. However, the power of the rebels is not as good as before. They dare not blatantly come to assassinate them. Don't worry about the safety of my father and grandmother for the time being..."

The rebels killed Xie Zixin, Murong An will never let them go!
"Master!" The servant called softly from outside the door, looked up at the sky, Murong An stood up and said goodbye: "It's getting late, I have something else to do, I'll see you another day!"

The streets of the capital are bustling with people coming and going, Murong An was in a hurry to leave because it was time to inspect the shop, even though the counterfeit was dead, he tossed the shop in the Hou Mansion into a mess, Murong Xiu was the minister of the court, There was not much free time to manage the shop, the old lady was injured and frightened, and her health was not as good as before. The burden of managing the Hou's mansion and the shop fell on Murong An.

The shops in the Hou Mansion cover a wide range of areas, including gold shops, silk shops, garment shops, and medicine shops. Murong An must do inspections every day.

It's hot in summer, walking around the street, the heat is dry, after visiting two shops, Murong An is thirsty, and is about to go to the teahouse to have a cup of tea and take a rest, when an old voice comes to his ears Middle: "According to this list, grab two medicines!"

Murong An's body trembled, and he looked sideways at the direction of the sound. A short figure came into view, and his sharp eyes narrowed instantly: It's him!

In the pharmacy, a bulky man in sloppy clothes bought several packs of wound medicine, walked out of the pharmacy tremblingly, and walked forward along the crowd. Murong An followed calmly, not too close to the man. Far, neither will be lost, nor will be discovered by him.

Holding the medicine bag, the man walked forward with trembling steps, turned one corner after another, finally stopped in front of a high wall, and said coldly: "Aren't you ready to sacrifice yourself?" The cold and heartless voice was similar to the old man just now The sound is completely different.

"Long time no see, master!" Murong An walked out from the wall, looking at the man coldly, he was wearing ragged clothes, and his body was deliberately pretending to be unfit, but the unique killer aura on his body gave away his identity.

The man took off the ragged clothes on his body, and suddenly, a heroic face appeared in front of his eyes: "Ye Fu, the master is offering a reward for arresting you, if you don't go and hide, you dare to appear in front of me, you are looking for death!"

Murong An sneered and said: "The person who is looking for death is not me, but you!" The man is the leader of the rebel army, he must know some secrets, he originally planned to follow this man to the foothold, see if the man has any accomplices, and catch him all at once. I didn't expect to be discovered, no matter what, it's better to catch one back than to return empty-handed.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!" The man threw the torn clothes at Murong An with a flick of his hand. With a flip of his wrist, the long sword followed closely behind the torn clothes and quickly stabbed at Murong An.

Murong An grabbed the torn clothes, quickly flipped them into strips, and ruthlessly swept at the man's long sword. The torn clothes were soft and tightly wrapped around the hard long sword, and he couldn't even shake them off. The man snorted coldly: "You are smart!"

Murong An raised his lips and sneered: "Thank you for the compliment, this is all taught by the master!"

"You still know that I am your master!" The man suddenly used force, all the tattered clothes on the long sword were shattered, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Murong An's heart: "A teacher for a day, a father for life, you unfilial son You gangster, actually used the martial arts I taught you to deal with me, today, I want to clean up the house!"

Murong An sideways dodged the man's attack, flipped his wrist, and a long sword appeared out of nowhere, only to hear the sound of "Dang", the two sharp swords collided in mid-air, flashing dazzling sparks...

"A wicked person like you is not worthy of being a teacher at all. If you say you want to kill me, you must be the one who dies..." Murong An hated the rebels to the core. Show no mercy.

In contrast, the man's moves were even fiercer. Murong An was forced to take a few steps back, and his back hit the wall heavily: "A master is a master, and an apprentice is an apprentice. Since ancient times, no apprentice has ever been able to beat a master. Compete with me, you should know what will happen..."

Murong An endured the pain, and suddenly clenched the sword in his hand, and swung it towards the man's sword stroke: "It's not yet known who will win the battle until the end!"

Murong An's gaze was gloomy and cold, his moves were fierce and fast, and he brought out the killer's fighting moves to the fullest. At the beginning, the man was able to handle them with ease, but gradually, Murong An's sword moves became faster and faster, with many changes. Somewhat powerless, his brows were slightly frowned: Ye Fiend's martial arts skills are extremely high, and his physical strength is abundant, if he continues to fight, it will be very bad for him...

(End of this chapter)

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