He joined the battle.

The man in white slashed with his sword.

Wei Liulang swung his golden arm to block it.

Clang! The long sword was blocked.

The price was that half of Wei Liulang's body became numb.

Wei Liulang had fought with the Western Jin Dynasty's death squad and Helian Ye, but those people couldn't allow him to paralyze half of his body while using the golden arm.

After a fight, the two brothers came together.

"How are you?" asked Gui Bu.

Wei Liulang moved his wrist and said, "It was numb for a while, but it's much better now."

Fortunately, I have this arm, otherwise I would not be able to block the attack with the sword in my hand.

"Brother, who on earth is he?"

Gui Bu stared at the other party warily: "I don't know, his martial arts style is very strange."

Wei Liulang asked, "Is he a assassin? The kind that hides very deeply?"

The ghost said in fear: "No."

Some death warriors can hide their martial arts and make themselves look like ordinary people, but this trick is useless in front of the king of death warriors.

Any disguise of a dead soldier is futile in front of the ghost.

However, although this person is not a dead warrior, he has a murderous aura that is more terrifying than that of a dead warrior, as if he had come back from the dead and returned from purgatory.

The man in white didn't seem to intend to continue to tangle with the two brothers.

Gui Bu caught up with him and fought him with his palm.

In this palm strike, Gui Bu used not only his full strength, but at least 70% to 80% of his internal strength.

The other party was not injured.

Not only that, he also quickly attacked Wei Liulang.

Gui Bu's eyebrows jumped: "Be careful!"

The sword was so fast that Wei Liulang, who had just regained consciousness, could not dodge it in time.

However, Gui Bu was on the other side of the man in white and was out of reach.

At the critical moment, a nimble figure stepped on the moon and blocked the white-clothed man's sword with one knife.

Wei Liulang took a closer look and asked in surprise, "Su Li?"

The fifth young master of the Su family, a cousin who is only three months older than Su Xiaoxiao.

The man in white looked at Su Li deeply, put away his sword, stepped on tiptoe, retreated to the roof at the back, then turned around and disappeared into the night.

Su Li was furious: "Hey - don't run! I haven't made a move yet! Come down and fight me if you can!"

Su Li wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Gui Bu.

Su Li was no match for that man.

"Hey, are you two okay?" Su Li looked at Gui Bu and Wei Liulang and asked.

The Su brothers all knew that Wei Ting's brothers were still alive and had met them privately.

Wei Liulang said: "I'm fine, where's my brother?"

"No problem." Gui Bu frowned. "I have seen those puppet masters and the killer that night in the Saint Maiden Hall. His skills are not like any of them."

Wei Liulang was suspicious and said, "This is strange. Apart from the Saint Maiden Palace and the assassin that night, I can't imagine who else would come to assassinate my father?"

Su Li was startled: "Father? Have you found Wei Xu?"

Wei Liulang said: "Found it."

Gui Bu asked Su Li: "Why did you come to Southern Xinjiang?"

This tone is very similar to Su Mo's. Most eldest brothers have a blood-suppressing effect on their younger brothers.

Su Li shrank her neck subconsciously: "That's because you guys refused to take me with you, so I had to come by myself."

Gui Bu asked again: "When did you enter the capital?"

Su Li answered honestly: "I just arrived today and was just about to find an inn to stay in when I ran into you two fighting with others."

As he spoke, he cleared his throat.

"You must not chase me back. If I hadn't rescued you just now, one of you would have been injured!"

What happened just now was strange. As soon as Su Li appeared, the man immediately stopped.

Is that person afraid of Su Li? But Su Li's martial arts skills are not as good as theirs...

Or maybe, that person simply didn't want to fight with them anymore, so he took the opportunity to slip away while Su Li was there to disrupt the situation?

"You're not going to chase me?"

Su Li asked.

The ghost said in fear: "No, let's go back first."

With that person's lightness skill, after wasting such a short while, he could no longer catch up.

After the man in white left the alley, he climbed over rooftops and walls all the way. After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, he was suddenly blocked by a figure.

Wei Ting stood on the roof and looked at him coldly: "Who are you? Why did you assassinate my father?"

The man in white did not answer, but just looked at Wei Ting indifferently.

Wei Ting waved his sword and said, "Make your move."

The man in white tightly grasped the scabbard in his hand, but did not draw the sword.

Wei Ting stepped forward, took a deep leap, and slashed at him with his sword! The man in white took a step back and blocked Wei Ting's cold sword with the hilt of his sword.

Wei Ting flipped in the air and used his sword to knock his mask off.

He turned around quickly.

His left hand sank and slapped out fiercely! The tiles on the eaves seemed to have received a huge impact, and they exploded one by one, all the way to Wei Ting's feet.

While dodging, the man used his lightness skills to leap forward, passing three houses and blending into the crowd flowing on the street.

Wei Ting landed back on the roof, picked up the fragments of the mask dropped by the man in white, wrapped them up in a handkerchief, and returned to the house where he lived.

Gui Bu, Wei Liulang and Su Li were sitting at the stone table in the front yard.

Seeing him coming back, Wei Liulang stood up quickly and said, "Xiao Qi, where have you been? Didn't I tell you to wait at home?"

"Sixth brother, I'm fine." Wei Ting came to the stone table.

He had just followed them all the way and had seen Su Li. He was not surprised that Su Li was brought back.

Su Li also guessed that he might have seen her.

He placed a packet of fragments on the table.

"What is this?" Su Li asked.

"The mask that man dropped." Wei Ting put the mask together in a few seconds. "Big brother, Sixth brother, have you seen this mask?"

"Why don't you ask me?" Su Li pointed at herself.

Wei Ting asked, “Have you seen it?”

Su Li shook her head: "No."

Wei Ting: “…”

Gui Bu and Wei Liulang shook their heads, saying that they had never seen it either.

Wei Ting pondered and said, "I just asked that man why he wanted to kill my father, and his reaction was very calm."

Su Li was stunned: "Are all killers so calm nowadays?"

Wei Ting said: "It's not calm, it's strange. My father's identity, apart from the Saint and the King of Southern Xinjiang, very few people know it. Moreover, my coming to Southern Xinjiang is also a secret. Even if the King of Southern Xinjiang and the Saint heard me say that, they would be surprised - why did Wei Xu's son come to find me?"

Wei Liulang suddenly had an epiphany: "You mean... that person not only knows my father's identity, but also knows about us."

Wei Ting thought for a moment: "That's what I guess."

As they were talking, the killer came from the backyard.

He glanced at the assembled masks on the table and felt that they looked familiar. He was about to pick up a piece to test the texture.

At this time, Yuchi Xiu came over.

He was looking for a killer.

He saw the jade mask on the table at a glance.

He gasped and looked at the killer fiercely: "I caught you, didn't I? You said you didn't hide the mask! This is it!"

Wei Ting asked, "Do you know him?"

Yuchi Xiu said excitedly: "Of course I know him! The Jade-faced Rakshasa who ranks first on the assassin list! I can recognize him even if his mask turns to ashes!"

He drew his sword, "Let's duel! When I defeat you, I will be the number one killer!"

The killer was speechless.

Wei Ting said: "The mask is not his."

Yuchi Xiu said righteously: "Sir! You can't speak for him just because he is your second brother's subordinate!"

Su Li sighed: "It's really not his. It was left by the assassin who came to assassinate General Wei Xu tonight."

Yuchi Xiu was stunned: "What? The Jade-faced Rakshasa came to assassinate General Wei Xu? Impossible."

Just as they were about to ask why it was impossible, Wei Xu's door opened.

Wei Xu walked out expressionlessly.

Wei Ting and his group immediately held their breath.

Only Su Li was confused and asked, "Wei, Wei, what happened to General Wei Xu?"

Wei Xu glanced towards Su Li.

Everyone concentrated and held their breath.

Uncle Wei was sleepwalking again, and when he was caught by the emperor, he got another good beating.

Su Li, you're on your own.

However, surprisingly, Wei Xu did not beat Su Li, but pulled Su Li up, opened Wei Ting's door, and pushed Su Li in.

He pressed Su Li onto the bed and covered her with a quilt.

The general's pressure was so terrifying that Su Li didn't dare to move at all, and his eyes rolled around.

Wei Xu sat down beside the bed and gently covered Su Li's eyes with his broad hands.

Su Li: “…”

Everyone: “…”

To be honest, Su Li was really tired after traveling for so many days.

Only after Su Li fell asleep did Wei Xu go back to the room and lie down.

The people in the yard could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Wei Liulang asked in a low voice: "Dad, what happened just now?"

Gui Bu thought for a moment and said, "He seems to... treat Su Li as his own son."

To be precise, he was regarded as Wei Ting.

Five years ago, when Wei Xu left the capital for the border, Wei Ting was Su Li's age.

What Wei Xu was most worried about at that time was his seventeen-year-old youngest son.

Good night, Fei Zhang.

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(End of this chapter)