Yu Jing, who was wearing brocade clothes and white robe, seemed to be walking aimlessly in the night. If he was seen by an uninformed person, he would probably not think that he was a powerful official in the dynasty, but would regard him as a gentleman with fairy spirit.

Because he took every step very slowly, as if he was afraid that his jade-white body would be stained with dust.

It's like walking on your own destiny.

But the winding paths are deep, there are no pedestrians around, and there are no pedestrians who are good at observing. Therefore, no one can see his carefulness, and no pair of eyes can see through it, and the twists and turns in his heart at this moment.

The moon on both sides is shocked.

Not far ahead, the outline of a tall building is presented.

Behind him, there are ghosts.

"You're walking too slowly, Yu Jing." An ethereal voice suddenly urged behind him.

Yujing stopped slowly, "Yuwei."

"Why stop and stop, don't miss the master's big business." Yu Wei reminded with a smile.

Yu Jing replied: "I have never missed it in these years."

Yuwei was stunned, "What?"

"I just haven't had a rest." Yu Jing sighed and looked at the moonlight that was bathing. "In the past few years, perhaps we have misled ourselves."

Yuwei smiled and asked back: "Self?"

Yujing nodded seriously, "Self."

"You and I have become powerful officials in the court. They have turned their hands into clouds and rain, and there are countless gold and silver. Even the ministers who used to trample us to death and do not take us seriously now have to be respectful to us!" Yu Wei laughed wildly, causing the surroundings to fly away. "Everything now is what we were pursuing in the past! Why did you miss yourself?"

Yu Jing shook his head and remained silent.

"Yujing, Yujing, you have been worried in recent days. What are you worried about in your heart?" Yuwei stepped forward to Yujing, "When this matter comes, we will have endless wealth and glory. You can afford it, but I can't wait."

"How could he be here?" Yu Jing saw the things he was holding clearly and frowned.

It was that child.

"I want to see him in the Tianji Tower, so I will take him." Yuwei replied lightly.

Yu Jing looked at him, "That place is very dangerous at this moment."

"The kindness of a woman." Yu Wei sneered, "Why do you care about so much if you follow your order?"

Yu Jing cultivated the internal strength of the Lantian Sun Warm, and he was extremely sensitive to the cold air. He watched the child sleeping on Yu Wei's bones and hands, as if he was in a sharp ice layer everywhere. He had been in charge of the White Horse Temple for a long time, and the Buddha's heart was compassionate, so his heart naturally could not accept the many sufferings in the world.

At least this child should not have suffered such hardships.

"Leave him to me." Yu Jing stretched out his hand.

"What?" Yuwei subconsciously asked a question, but before he could react, the child was no longer in his hands.

"I don't care about other things for the time being, but let this child be handed over to me first."

"Although I am worried about the past and after, I am actually more anxious than me." Yu Wei watched Yu Jing's figure leaving, laughed loudly. Then he also strode and rushed towards the building in front.

There were a group of actors standing downstairs of Tianji Tower, holding deadly weapons in their hands.

Since the Xiyang Pavilion was taken over by Bai Chengzhou, it has gradually evolved into a decisive organization. It is rumored that if a person who is a good man stepped into the Xiyang Pavilion and provoked trouble, he would never come out again. Dali Temple has visited Xiyang Pavilion many times on this rumor, but he always returns without success.

They have no precedent for killing people out of the building.

Today is the first time.

Because according to the poster, this person is difficult to kill.

"There has not been any movement on the roof for a long time." The man with a pink face raised his head and said.

The short woman nodded, "Then go upstairs."

The actors behind them also held the sharp weapon in their hands at this moment.

But at this moment, the cold night was warm and they wanted to climb the tower to kill people, the chill that lingered in their hearts also dissipated.

The short woman said in a deep voice: "Someone is here."

"Who is it?" The man of Fandai was about to turn around, but found that the man had fallen in front of them.

"The sunset pavilion is full of music, spring trees, autumn water. I heard it." The man in white robe fell to the ground.

"Baiyu gentleman, Yu Jing's father-in-law." Qiushui touched the paper doll in her arms and read out the name of the person.

"Two, it's not advisable to see blood tonight, please go back." Yu Jing said with his head down, and his words were full of respect.

"Didn't my father-in-law come for blood?" Haruki stepped forward.

Yu Jing looked at the child in his arms and shook his head gently, "Since the wind is high, we should only allow a ray of breeze to flow by. Everyone is too strong in murderous aura, and the breeze will only become fast. No matter how sweet the child sleeps, he will be awakened by this wind."

"A series of nonsense." Haruki smiled.

Qiu Shui suddenly said, "My father-in-law is so smart."

"Miss is too good." Yu Jing replied.

"But, the right timely maneuver can make people lose their way, and the inappropriate maneuver will only backfire." Qiu Shui suddenly curled up his left hand, and the paper in her arms fell in front of her, "It's like at this moment, the father-in-law's maneuver is forcing us to make the only choice."

"Kill!" Chunmu waved his sleeves violently, and several wooden signs flew out of the sleeves. There was a word "death" written on it with powder, and each piece pointed directly at Yujing's key point.

The powder is highly toxic, and if it is touched, it will be taken away in an instant. Yu Jing's body suddenly heated up, rolling the wooden signs into a circle, scattered around him three feet.

"It's okay to fight, but don't disturb this child's dream." Yu Jing looked at the powder on the ground, with a plea in his tone.

"My father-in-law!" Chunmu shouted angrily, and things began to change in his hands. However, it was no longer the previous wooden sign, but the sharp black wooden sign. When people glanced at it, they would unconsciously feel unbearable to resist from the bottom of their hearts.

Let's sign.

The ultimate goal of is to sign up is the invitation from ghosts and gods.

The paper doll controlled by Qiu Shui also moved and took the wooden stick from Chunmu's hand. Then the paper doll's body shape began to rotate wildly, wrapped in the wooden stick, and headed towards Yujing.

"Good come." Yu Jing raised his hand calmly.

But as soon as his hand was filled with jade light, all the signs were taken away.

"It's you guys, dirty and despicable actors again." The visitor seemed to be careless, but threw the wooden sign in his hand to the ground and looked at the group of actors coldly.

Haruki looked at the man in the wheelchair and said, "It's you."

"Please go upstairs by yourself, father-in-law." The woman pushing the wheelchair said lightly.

Yu Jing frowned slightly at the appearance of these people, but nodded and headed towards the roof.

"Stop it!" Haruki shouted.

Five actors instantly swung their swords and headed towards Yujing, but were knocked down by several black shadows.

One holds an umbrella and the other wears a maple.
Chapter completed!