The man was very gentle, smiled, the sun was warm, his voice was clear, and he waved his hand.

"It's just a trivial matter, why bother!"

Hou Xibai made a few movements with his fingers, and in a flash, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a look of surprise, and he hurriedly left the inner hall, followed closely by Hou Xibai.

Hou Xibai stood with his hands behind his hands, standing under a thick pine tree, hiding in the shade of the tree. The man just stood in the sun, one in the light and one in the dark, standing silently.

"What do you want from me?"

The man spoke, and his voice changed from what he had just spoken, becoming low and cold, with a sharp edge and coldness, an evil aura, and coldness and ruthlessness.

Hou Xibai had a faint smile on his face, not caring about the other party's indifferent attitude. He knew that the other party suffered greatly and had deep hatred. He was burdened with ambitions that were impossible to realize. His heart was ruthless and his actions were ruthless. He had no intention of doing so.

Be deeply involved with each other.

"Senior Brother Yang, I remember that you still owe me a favor that you haven't repaid, right?"

That's right, the man standing in the sun is Yang Xuyan. I don't know why he also sneaked into Rong Mansion and disguised himself. Hou Xibai didn't care about these, as long as the other party returned his favor.

"You want to use this favor!"

"Who is the target? When and where?"

Yang Xuyan was indeed a professional, clean and tidy, and asked directly without saying any nonsense.

Hou Xibai likes his professional Leng Aojin, who doesn't talk nonsense, goes straight to the point, and doesn't ask why he wants to kill people.

"Prince Fuqian of Tuyuhun, this place is in the back garden at this time. You can wait until Kou Zhong leaves to take action!"

Fu Qian spied on Hou Xibai's roots, but was backlashed and injured. His traces could not be hidden from Hou Xibai's discerning eyes. Even if he ran to the horizon, he could not break away from Hou Xibai's gaze.

Yang Xuyan nodded, turned around and left without any hesitation, he just said one sentence.

"From now on, we owe nothing to each other!"

Hou Xibai naturally agreed, he had no intention of getting entangled with Yang Xuyan, so he responded.

"Of course!"

"By the way, Fu Qian is older after all, and his cultivation has reached the level of a master. His cultivation is still a head above yours. It will be difficult for you to assassinate him!"

Yang Xuyan paused. He was proficient in the art of assassination and had often successfully assassinated masters. However, this did not mean that it was easy to do.

Grandmasters can be said to be the overlords in the martial arts world, and none of them are simple. Yang Xuyan was fully prepared before he took action. He would kill with one strike, which was very energy-consuming. Now, if he assassinates in a hurry, he is afraid that he will

Very difficult to obtain.

"Can you please allow me three days? I will definitely kill him!"

Yang Xuyan is not an arrogant person, on the contrary, he is an extremely cautious person. If the assassin is not careful enough, he will die just once if he is careless.

Hou Xibai shook his head, looked at Yang Xuyan's cold face, and said straightforwardly.

"I want him to die today!"

Seeing that Yang Xuyan's face was extremely gloomy, Hou Xibai opened his mouth to refute, and said quickly.

"Fu Qian was injured at this time. His strength is only half of his usual strength, and there is a slight flaw in his Qi, just three inches under his armpit!"

Only then did Yang Xuyan's face look better, and he took a deep look at Hou Xibai. He did not ask how Hou Xibai knew that Fu Qian was injured, and why he knew Fu Qian's flaws clearly. People in his line of work never talk much.

Just complete the task.

"Fu Qian must die today!!"

Yang Xuyan left a very firm word, and with a movement of his steps, he disappeared like a phantom.

Hou Xibai nodded with satisfaction and entered the inner hall again. He needed to stay in front of everyone. If Fu Qian died, it would have nothing to do with him.

In the back garden, Fu Qian's condition had improved a lot at this time. There were still a few streaks of blood in his eyes, and his expression was extremely solemn, and he said to the concerned Kou Zhong.

"If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have found Hou Xibai so scary!"

"If you are in a busy place but have a cold face, you must be an extraordinary person. If you have thunder in your chest and your face is as flat as a lake, you can worship the general."

"Hou Xibai is a demon, a Buddha, and a Tao, unfathomable!"

"In these troubled times, the stars are shining brightly and dazzlingly!"

"Only Hou Xibai, the bright sun is shining high, its path is so bright, how can the stars and the moon compete with it!"

The scene he had just seen appeared in Fu Qian's eyes. The beam of light that filled the world was so bright and shocking. How could there be such a terrifying person in this world.

Kou Zhong was shocked when he heard this and looked at Fu Qian with doubt. Although Hou Xibai's martial arts skills made him afraid, he would not frighten Fu Qian like this.

Fu Qian naturally saw what Kou Zhong was thinking, but did not refute it, just said to him.

"I need to make some adjustments here, please go back first!"

Seeing that Fu Qian was in good spirits, Kou Zhong nodded, and then headed towards the inner hall full of thoughts.

He did not come here to play today, but got news that someone would assassinate Wang Shichong at Rong Fengxiang's birthday banquet. As a guest in Wang Shichong's palace, Kou Zhong naturally had to fulfill his duties to protect Wang Shichong's safety.

After Kou Zhong left, Fu Qian was a little absent-minded, his eyes full of contemplation, as if he had encountered an extremely difficult choice, and his perception of the surrounding environment was weaker.

In the shadow, a figure flew out suddenly like a ghost. A slender, blood-colored sword pierced Fu Qian's chest. The murderous intent awakened Fu Qian. He shouted loudly and clenched his hands into fists, as if

A pair of large iron awls were fired at the assassin, fierce and domineering, with strong energy flowing out and strong winds flying around.
Chapter completed!