Rebirth of the Phoenix

A night of blood and fire

Well, the little turtle is weaker and is eating happily, and has no vigilance, but Hongzhuang can't feel this atmosphere?

He looked at Hongzhuang who was smiling and thought to himself: Did she pretend to be calm or what she expected?

Hongzhuang acted impeccably.

After the third young master and his entourage had used up the home-cooked dishes, it was almost dark. She took them to the gate and then returned to the house and never came out again.

In the next few days, she seemed to know that going out was dangerous, so she sat in the house without leaving the house, and at most she sent her maid to buy some ingredients and items, and she just sat in the house reading books, playing piano, and playing chess.

Because the weather is still cold, her doors and windows are always closed, and the phantom hidden in the dark is not sure what she does in the house.

He didn't think she could do anything special, it was nothing more than the messy things women did.

He held his troops and observed them for seven days, and then decided to take action after observing the entire Qingfeng Garden.

Time is set tonight.

On this day, there was a banquet in the palace, and Yue Yinghua had no time to leave the palace.

The weather on this day was also very good. On the first warm day of March, there was no snow or strong wind, and the greenery became thicker again. People took off their thick coats for the first time.

Hongzhuang was nothing unusual on this day. She just moved a rocking chair and sat in front of the porch, basking in the sun, sleeping leisurely, and didn't seem to know that the disaster was coming.

When the sun faded, she returned to the house and raised the fire to cook.

After dinner, she took a shower and changed her clothes, played a few more songs, and read them at night as usual.

These days, as the weather warmed up, she did not close the window. The phantom lurked on a maple tree facing the window on the second floor, staring at her every move in the house.

It was a wonderful time to be more than twenty meters away, without wind, he was in the dark and she was in the light.

She sat behind the desk beside the bed, facing the window, sometimes reading books, sometimes copying, so focused.

The maid and the wardrobe lived on the first floor. The lights had already been turned off on the first floor, and everything was silent.

The Phantom has long been integrated with the darkness.

Time passed by little by little, and he counted the time silently in his heart.

Mid-hour finally arrived.

Hongzhuang was still reading a book, but she yawned a few times from time to time, and seemed to be starting to feel sleepy.

The Phantom finally stood up, stepped on the thick branches steadily, drew his knife, and cut off the annoying branches and leaves in front of him, and his vision was unobstructed.

Then, he put away his knife, took out the bent bow that he had prepared long ago, put a sharp iron arrow on the bowstring, and pointed it at the woman in the window.

With such a distance and such an environment, he will never be able to make a mistake.

He was not the only one in the darkness around the room, but those people would not find him, let alone have any impact on him.

The only thing he had to do was kill this woman!

In the darkness, his eyes penetrated through the night strongly, and like the arrow in his hand, aimed at the position of her left chest and heart with great accuracy.

As if she was cooperating with his actions, she actually put down the book, stood up, stretched her waist, stood up, and lowered her waist.

The arrow moved up slightly, aiming at her chest facing the window, without any deviation.

The bow has been pulled to perfection and the momentum has been completed.

There is no better time than this!

The Phantom did not miss this opportunity, and steadily released his right hand. The arrow, with a subtle sound of breaking through the air, shot through the darkness, passed through the window and into her chest.

There was no accident, the sharp arrow hit her chest, and she fell down on the spot, with no chance of survival.

However, when she fell down, she knocked over the candlestick and the room fell into darkness.

The Phantom put away his bow, jumped down the maple tree like a ghost, and ran to the house silently.

He jumped onto the wall lightly, jumped down to the yard lightly, stepped on the foothold on the exterior wall lightly, and climbed to the window on the second floor like a ghost.

Even if he is sure to win, he will confirm her death and get his arrow back without any physical evidence or clues.

Of course the window on the second floor is still open.

He climbed to the window without any effort and jumped into it.

The smell in the room is a bit strong, which is mixed with several aromatic aromas, and at the same time, there are other smells...suspicious smells!

When he rushed to the table where she fell down, he suddenly realized: This is the smell of tinea oil!

Why does this room smell like tinea oil?

He immediately understood that he had fallen into the trap!

He smelled the smell from the window and rushed to the desk and felt that tinder oil was poured into the room. In just a blink of an eye, he was as fast as lightning. He was definitely not a mistake, but he poured tinder oil in the room.

How could people miss this opportunity?

While he noticed that the room was covered with tincture oil, a fire had already ignited on the walls on all sides.

He actually caught fire from the wall first! In this way, he wanted to break the door and break out of the wall, and it would not be so smooth.

And just in the fire, where is the shadow of that woman on the ground?

The woman was clearly shot by an arrow, and from the arrow that he entered the room, only in a short moment, where could she escape?

She should still be hiding in the room!

However, in the blink of an eye of his quick thinking, the ground had caught fire and burned to his feet.

When he entered the house, he stepped on the tinder oil. The tinder oil's fire speed was definitely not something that the human body with tinder oil could avoid.

In this kind of weather, no matter how strong and cold-resistant he is, he will wear no less. He will catch fire in a few blinks!

In this way, he will be buried in the fire!

There was no way, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to leave first!

He is worthy of being a true top master. He was surrounded by the sea of ​​fire and his feet were on fire again. However, he did not panic or scream. He just rushed to the window like lightning and jumped down with a fire in his arms.

Leave in the yard.

It seems a bit long, but from the time he found something was wrong to now, it only took two or three blinks.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he immediately endured the pain of burning fire and pulled off the ignited clothes - and grabbed the ignited clothes with his flesh and blood and pulled them directly.

In fact, there was a big water tank next to it. The fire was so dazzling that he could not see it, but he did not move the water in the water tank. How could he be sure that the liquid in the water tank was not something that aids the fire?

Hongzhuang also admires his toughness, toughness and unscathingness in the face of changes.

Apart from praising him, "I am really worthy of being the confidant that Ying Rushuang values", she had to eliminate his murderous intent!

She flashed out as fast as possible, raised the steel claws on her hands, and slashed at his head with all her strength!

Use her all her strength, fast, accurate, and ruthless, without any slight mercy or wavering!

No matter how embarrassed he looks now, he can't give him time to breathe, otherwise, she will definitely die in the end!

In this lightning-fast game, the Phantom had taken off his burning clothes and shoes, but his hair was already burning, burning rapidly.

But in this situation, he still found the figures and dangers that rushed over!

He didn't care about the burning hair and flashed to the side.

Hongzhuang's steel claws did not grab his head, but inserted them into his shoulders.

She was not panicked, but grabbed the strokes hard. At the same time, because the direction of the Phantom dodge was opposite to the force of her scratch, his wounds aggravated.

Six or seven hard, sharp steel claws slashed deeply through his arms, like an iron rake plowing the ground, raking out several gully scars.

In just an instant, his right arm was bloody and bloody, and even his bones were broken, revealing a white color. He groaned, knowing that his right arm was completely useless.

In the midst of this huge pain, he still did not scream or panic, but pulled out the knife from his waist with his left hand and slashed at Hongzhuang.

She was clearly caught in an arrow, so why was she still unharmed?

Where did she hide when the fire broke out?

He no longer thought about these things, but just wanted to seize this opportunity and kill the woman.

Hongzhuang had a full blow and only grabbed one of his arms. He knew that he had missed the opportunity to kill him, and if he continued to fight him to death, he had no chance of winning, so he tried his best to dodge.

At the same time, she rushed to the edge of the water tank, scooped up a scoop of "water" and splashed it on him.

As soon as this "water" is splashed on me, the Phantom thought to himself: The water is also mixed with tinea oil!

And his hair is still burning!

At this moment, he had almost no clothes on his body. The fire on his hair touched the tincture oil that was splashed on his body, and the flesh on his waist and back burned.

The smell of flesh and blood was so obvious and so disgusting.

Hongzhuang scooped another scoop of "water" and wanted to splash it at the Phantom.

The Phantom knew that if he did not destroy the fire on his body, his body would probably be ruined.

At this moment, with his skills, he could still kill her, but she could not get close to her with the "water" tank.

There is no way, he can only give up this plan and leave the best strategy!

He rushed to the wall with lightning, rushed forward against the fire on his body, jumped out, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Hongzhuang didn't chase him.

That kind of person will not become weak because of injury, nor will he catch fire, and will become panic and scared. If she chases after him, she will not be his opponent, and, there will be only him around.

Alone?

He must heal his wounds as soon as possible, and it is impossible for him to come back again, but isn't he still a more difficult ghost?

If Youmang came tonight, then her situation would still be very dangerous!

She didn't think that Phantom would bring many people, because, for a top expert like him, killing her a "weak woman". If he brought many people to kill her, it would be too incompetent and useless, but,

Now she will be in trouble!

The fire on the second floor is still burning, and it has already reached the first floor. This room will definitely not be able to be kept.

She stood next to the "water" tank, not daring to be careless, not daring to take off her steel claws, and always paying attention to the movements around her.

She might be able to defend against the Phantom, but the poison of the ghost was too difficult to defend against. She just hoped that he would not appear.

Such a thrilling thing made her feel that time passed slowly, but in fact, it didn't take a quarter of an hour from the beginning of the Phantom's leaping into the window on the second floor until he disappeared.

In less than a moment, she had been wandering around the gates of hell for several times.

Fortunately, Youmang did not come back.

However, more than an hour later, a group of people came, and there was a lot of noise - she heard the sound of horse hooves.

She hesitated for a moment, ran out of the house, and ran towards the sound of horse hooves, trying to see what was going on.

The Phantom man would not come to her so blatantly. Will the person who comes here now be from the yamen?