Chapter 363 The Assassin Attacks

Su Shaoying sighed, "Your guess really makes sense."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said with a proud smile, "Of course my guess is reasonable. The palace has a collection of rare treasures from all over the world. Is there any panacea for detoxification and healing?"

"But they won't just kill us and silence us, right?" Zhang Yingfeng asked.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "The bet between Li Yanbei and Du Tongxuan involves the underground world of the capital and a bet of 2.6 million taels of silver. How many others are there? Is it enough to buy a few lives?"

Zhang Yingfeng said blankly, "With so much money, I can buy hundreds of them, let alone a few!"

"But there's one other thing that's strange."

Lu Xiaofeng touched her mustache, frowned and said, "I met Ye Gucheng last night. He was hiding in a remote temple. The poison on his body has not been cured. He looks very weak!"

"It doesn't make sense if the swordsman in white who entered the palace is Ye Gucheng?" Lu Xiaofeng scratched his head a little.

"What?" Zhang Yingfeng and Ma Xiuzhen were shocked, especially Ma Xiuzhen, "Is he really poisoned?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "We were in Zhangjiakou at that time. Weren't you also there and saw it with your own eyes? Moreover, the honest monk and Mr. Sun also confirmed it."

Zhang Yingfeng clicked his tongue when he heard this, "When he was poisoned by Tang Sect's poisonous sand, he could still stab out that sword and seriously injure Tang Tianrong?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded. Last night, he saw Ye Gucheng who was very weak, but his hand holding the sword was still stable. He believed that if someone else came and had ill intentions towards him, Ye Gucheng's flying fairy would also still be stable. Never hesitate to kill people.

Ma Xiuzhen couldn't help but ask, "In that case, if Ximen Chuixue is not in the palace and Ye Gucheng is poisoned and hiding in a remote temple, then who is this mysterious swordsman in white?"

Lu Xiaofeng also wanted to know. Maybe if he knew who the swordsman in white was, the whole matter would come to light.

"Yes, who is this swordsman in white and where is he from?"

…

It was already past noon when several people came out of the palace.

"Let's go find Li Yanbei. I still have a few questions to ask him." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"What's the problem?" Su Shaoying asked.

"Ask him why he is sure that Ximen Chuixue will lose!"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes brightened, "Ye Gucheng's reputation is indeed greater than that of Ximen Chuixue, but Ximen Chuixue is also an unparalleled swordsman, otherwise Ye Gucheng would not take the initiative to challenge Ximen Chuixue."

"The bet between Li Yanbei and Du Tongxuan has at least a 40% chance of winning." Lu Xiaofeng said, "Although Ye Gucheng showed his skills as a flying fairy, you were able to avoid him. Li Yanbei was relieved at that time."

Su Shaoying continued, "But when we came back that night, he had already made an appointment with Gu Qingfeng and sold his bet for 1.95 million taels of silver."

"He must have got the news from somewhere. Ye Gucheng will win and Ximen Chuixue will lose!" Lu Xiaofeng said, "What he said to us last night was actually an excuse."

"Since he didn't say it yesterday, why do you think he will say it today?" Su Shaoying asked.

"Because I will ask him!" Lu Xiaofeng affirmed, "I saved his life, he must tell me!"

Su Shaoying really didn't expect this question that Lu Xiaofeng thought of, because Li Yanbei's performance in the original work was indeed an indecisive person, and he also gave an explanation, so Su Shaoying did not express doubts about it.

But if you think about it carefully, is such a big boss who has worked hard in the capital for twenty years, occupied the position of the leader in the north of the city, and bet his fortune with Du Tongxuan in one breath, really such a person?

If the trump card is not revealed, the outcome will be unpredictable!

If Li Yanbei is worried about his wife and children, he is fully capable of sending them out safely first, instead of directly selling everything he owns in exchange for helpless money, unless...

He has a reason to sell!

"Did the person behind Gu Qingfeng warn him?" Zhang Yingfeng guessed.

Ma Xiuzhen shook his head and said, "He has been able to establish himself in the north of the city for twenty years. Do you think there is anyone behind him in the court?"

Zhang Yingfeng said, "Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Maybe something happened to the person behind him."

Ma Xiuzhen stopped talking. When it comes to understanding the court, Zhang Yingfeng, as an out-and-out Beijing native, is much more knowledgeable than she is.

Su Shaoying couldn't help but sigh again. She didn't expect that such a lonely boss who was plotted to die by his own woman actually had a story behind him.

"I hope he's not dead yet." Su Shaoying shook her head and sighed.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but look back at Su Shaoying, "Why did he die?"

"Who did you see in Baiyun Temple this morning?" Su Shaoying asked.

"Those who usually follow him on patrols with him." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"These people are now listening to Gu Qingfeng." Su Shaoying said.

Lu Xiaofeng's expression changed, "But Li Yanbei has 1.95 million taels of silver."

"Is this money enough to kill him?" Su Shaoying asked.

"This money is enough to kill his family!" Lu Xiaofeng said.

…

When everyone rushed to Li Yanbei's mansion No. 13, the mansion was silent, but there was a pungent smell of blood floating inside.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes changed, and together with his body shape, he jumped past the gate and entered the small courtyard like a flying swallow throwing itself into the forest. His movements were smooth and smooth.

Su Shaoying and the other two were not slow either. They followed Lu Xiaofeng closely and also rushed into the front yard. They came to the living room and saw the source of the bloody smell.

The source was not Li Yanbei, but Guan Huihui.

Guan Huihui was sitting at the dining table in the living room at this time. Her face was pale and bloodless. Her empty eyes were filled with unspeakable fear. A stream of blood flowed from her throat and filled her chest. Her chest did not rise or fall at all.

"It was not Li Yanbei who killed her!" Lu Xiaofeng said immediately.

Li Yanbei practiced the outer martial arts of the Northern School. His punches and kicks were extremely powerful and he never used weapons.

Su Shaoying looked at Guan Huihui's still bleeding throat and said, "She just died!"

The next moment, something strange happened.

A figure flashed by the back door of the living room, the screen suddenly fell down, and the windows on both sides suddenly shattered. Four figures flew into the house and attacked the four people.

Two lamas, two swordsmen.

The two lamas were ugly, with bare left shoulders, nine rings on their arms, and two larger copper rings with sharp spikes in their hands. One attacked Lu Xiaofeng, and the other attacked Su Shaoying.

The two swordsmen were thin, dressed in black, and the long swords in their hands were also painted black, sharp and thin, stabbing at Zhang Yingfeng and Ma Xiuzhen's throats like poisonous snakes.