Chapter 51 Mayfly
Things happened quickly.
But the old Marquis still reacted.
When Xue Yi and Old Man Xiang had a conflict, they sent someone to report to the official.
The housekeeper said that people from the Military and Horse Department would arrive soon.
As long as it can be delayed, the murderer can be subdued.
Marquis Jing'an told the old housekeeper beside him: "Go and invite the eldest son."
"Master Marquis, the eldest son can't move yet." The old housekeeper hesitated, but turned around and left.
Regardless of whether the eldest son can move or not, even if he is completely paralyzed and lying down, he still has to be lifted.
Because now, perhaps we can only rely on the eldest son to tide over the difficulties.
Although he has many children, only Wen Yue and Erfang's family have grown up.
Now that Wen Yue has been crippled, if the second member of the family dies, the Hou family will have to die for a long time. He doesn't know if he can wait that long.
Without an heir, the Hou Mansion is like a rootless duckweed floating in limbo.
Not only will he not be taken seriously by the court, but he will not be able to interact with other people of the same age.
"Master Hou."
Seeing that Marquis Jing'an had already invited his servants to arrive, the panicked woman seemed to have found a backbone and shouted, with a look of hope in her eyes.
The incident became a big deal, and the entire Hou Mansion became lively.
It's just a chaotic mess.
Marquis Jing'an walked into the second-bedroom courtyard and faced the old man directly: "Xiang Baihu, there must be some misunderstanding."
"You are a close friend of Quan Zi. How could the Hou Mansion harm you?" Marquis Jing'an looked solemn.
In fact, he understood that what he told Baihu was exactly the same.
It's even possible that Xiang Baihu's son is dead now.
He also expected that the second room would do this.
After the legitimate son Wen Yue broke his leg and left the root of the disease, the second wife suddenly came to life and suppressed the legitimate son's former right-hand man, constantly weakening Wen Yue's influence.
Marquis Jing'an was also quite smart and dared to stand in front of Xiang Hu.
It should be noted that Xue Yi, a top-notch Zang refining master, has been defeated, Marquis Jing'an is no longer young, his energy and blood have declined, and even his strength is still limited.
Xiang Hu deliberately delayed time and looked back in the direction of his home.
It should be clear what he told Shi Zhu.
If Xiang Hu doesn't move, the guards who are either injured or afraid will not dare to move.
They have seen how powerful Xiang Hu is.
The old Marquis didn't know how to stop it, so he could only wait.
Both sides seemed to be in a tacit understanding at this moment.
Sensing the movement, Xiang Hu looked at Marquis Jing'an: "Get out of the way or die."
Marquis Jingan shook his head.
Xiang Hu slashed at the Marquis of Jing'an with his sword.
When the Qi and blood were being stirred up, the strength of the refining zang was clearly visible, and Marquis Jing'an held up his sword to resist.
The weapon and sword broke in response.
Marquis Jing'an was immediately blown away, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, and his face was like gold paper.
"Master Hou."
"master."
The people in the Hou Mansion suddenly became nervous. If the Marquis of Jing'an was in trouble, everyone would collapse.
Boom.
The sound of men and horses rushing was heard.
There was a neat sound of weapons and armor clashing.
Heavy footsteps.
In a short time, the embroidered guards in black military uniforms had already poured into the Jing'an Marquis Mansion and surrounded the courtyard of the second room.
The fat and white Qianhu riding a tall horse immediately saw the old man Xiang standing with a knife.
"Xiang Hu, don't stop!"
Accompanied by the angry shouts of Bai Fat Qianhu, hundreds of embroidered guards held down their sabers.
Bai Fat Qianhu just wanted to laugh out loud.
An hour ago, when the immortal master found him, he thought he would pay the price.
But he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, Old Man Xiang would give him such a big gift.
Breaking into the Marquis' Mansion and assassinating Marquis Jing'an.
This is a grave sin.
Even if the immortal master wanted to keep Old Man Xiang, he would have to pay a high price. There was more than just one immortal master in the imperial enshrinement building.
Old man Xiang has no way to cause trouble for him anymore.
From now on, he can sit back and relax.
All the worries were gone, and I was so happy.
Unfortunately, the occasion was not appropriate and he could not ridicule Xiang Hu.
The old man glanced at Wang Zhi, who was riding a tall horse, and didn't care. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the second room of Jing'an Hou Mansion: "Since you don't say anything, then all of you will die."
As he spoke, he strode away.
When Wang Zhi saw that the old man Xiang, who was once a mud-legged man, was ignoring him, his eyes were full of disdain, he suddenly became furious.
"presumptuous."
"Where is Xiu Yiwei? Kill Xiang Hu for me!"
Hundreds of embroidered guards directly surrounded Xiang Hu and formed a military formation.
"kill!"
Xiang Hu activated his magic power, and the magic power immediately covered his body.
The light gray Qi of Ming Ling Gong is like the strongest armor, extending all the way to the waist knife of the embroidered clothing guard.
"ah."
Roaring, swinging the knife.
All I saw was people flipping on their backs and their horses tumbling as swords flashed.
Swift as thunder towards the old man.
The sword was powerful and heavy.
There was simply no soldier in the military formation who could block his sword.
The wooden shield, which was half an inch thick, exploded immediately, sending the soldier holding the shield flying.
They knew Xiang Hu, and because they knew Xiang Hu's power, they all used wooden shields as the first priority in their military formations, hoping to drain Xiang Hu's strength.
I didn't expect that I couldn't even hold it for a moment.
Powerful mana fluctuations form ripples and oscillate out, like a bright light in the darkness.
"Mana fluctuations?"
"There are Qi practitioners in the city who are using force."
The casual cultivators in the worship building looked in the direction of the Hou Mansion.
The worshiper who was able to move freely walked directly out of the worship building and galloped towards the Jing'an Marquis Mansion.
Xiang old man is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
More than a hundred soldiers could not stop him.
Such a powerful strength is simply unheard of.
"innate!"
Marquis Jingan was hunched over, supported by the housekeeper and servants behind him, with an expression of disbelief on his face and a complicated voice of surprise.
Xiang Hu is indeed younger than him.
He is old.
But Xiang Hu was also in a period of declining energy and blood, and he had become an innate master in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the martial arts world, innate masters have been able to suppress the world for a while.
He is a founder-level figure who can establish a sect.
And their Hou Mansion provoked such a person.
Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Marquis Jing'an fainted.
Hearing Marquis Jing'an's exclamation, the fat and white Qianhu Wang Zhi was so frightened that he fell off his horse and hurriedly shrank back from the crowd.
More than a month ago, the old man Xiang was still a second-rate master in the bone forging realm, but now he has entered the innate realm.
He didn't have time to think carefully about why this happened. Now he just wanted to hide quickly and not be discovered by the old man Xiang.
As an ordinary person who had bullied Old Man Xiang, he did not dare to stand in front of him.
He is afraid of death.
Old Man Xiang had no time to pay attention to him, so he passed by Marquis Jing'an and the servants who were already standing beside him.
"I made the decision on my own."
Wen Fu, the second housekeeper, gritted his teeth and walked out of the crowd with a determined look in his eyes.
He can only stand up.
There is still a chance for your family to stand up.
As a person who protects his master from disasters, even if his family dies, he will still live under his protection.
Xiang Hu looked indifferent and sneered: "You are loyal."
"Then go to hell."
As he finished speaking, his eyes were filled with blood.
Phew.
The sword flashed and Dahao's head was thrown up.
There was still a look of horror on Wen Fu's face, his eyes moved slightly, and after blinking, his head fell to the ground like a deflated ball.
The gushing blood suddenly splashed on the faces and clothes of the people around him.
silence.
Like frightened quail huddled together.
Perhaps it was so brutal that everyone forgot to shout and scream.
Blood spattered on half of Old Man Xiang's face. There was no trace of pleasure, only indifference, as if he was killing a chicken.
After this sword strike, no one will protect the second room of the Hou Mansion.
The woman protected her son behind her and shouted angrily: "It doesn't matter if I instigated it. The humble mud-legged man should know who the master is."
"Wen Yue is already dead."
"It's useless!"
"Why don't you take refuge with me son."
"Anyone who doesn't take refuge will die."
The second wife laughed heartily, her crown fell off her head, and her hair became disheveled.
"That's why."
Xiang Hu Lao burst into tears.
Because he didn't come to seek refuge, he would suffer this misfortune.
It turned out that in the final analysis it was because he had caused trouble to his wife, children and children.
Ten years ago, he should not have entered Beijing.
I had heard that Liangdu was prosperous, so I came to Liangdu with my wife and children.
Unexpectedly, there was even a whirlpool here.
It's not like fighting on the battlefield, where the sword drinks blood.
Killing is invisible here.
Wen Yue, who was carried, closed his eyes slightly and slowly opened them.
His lips trembled, but he still spoke out to stop him, and said sadly: "To Baihu, please... spare someone under the sword."