"Tempest-sama?"

Luo looked at Ye Qianxun inquiringly, "Hurricane is not the killer of Lingxiao Pavilion, you knew each other before?"

The narrow eyes under Luo Binhe's mask looked at Ye Qianxun uncertainly, this matter, the little sister still doesn't know.

Ye Qianxun, who was stared at by the brother and sister, coughed embarrassedly.

"Well, I haven't had time to say it. ”

Luo Qian's fist clenched, and then he let go, laughing at himself: "No wonder Lin Ye and they all know the wind, it turns out that you are in the same group." ”

But judging from Lin Ye's performance at the beginning, they obviously didn't know that Lin Ye would assassinate her.

So, think of the strange way of dying in the wind.

Luo Qianqian said slowly: "Hurricane, are you a traitor?"

"Yo, yes, yes, the wind was an undercover agent planted by Jia Guifei from the beginning, and he was almost invincible, and the failure rate of the mission was zero. ”

"But it's a pity that it's in your hands. ”

The day when the wind went to assassinate Luo Qianqian was the day before the birthday banquet, and if he killed her, the birthday banquet naturally could not be held.

Then, her marriage with the eldest prince is also null and void.

Luo Binhe's face was hidden under the mask, and he couldn't see his expression clearly at this time.

"Shallow, Concubine Jia is proficient in strategy and decisive, she will not give up easily, you must always be careful these days. ”

Ye Qianxun nodded and agreed: "That's right, the last assassination in the hunting ground had nothing to do with Concubine Jia." ”

"There's one more. ”

"Who?"

Luo Binhe took off his mask, revealing a long, hideous scar, his eyes like a torch, looking straight ahead.

"Cao family, Cao Jinming. ”

......

Xinlou is deserted during the day.

The bustard was yawning boredly, when suddenly a little girl's cry came to her ears.

Even though the voice was faint, she was keenly able to catch it.

When I looked up, I saw a man dressed in black and wearing a hat covering most of his body.

"Isn't this what the assassin who was caught before was dressing? ”

The old bustard said, and quickly got up from the recliner, and the quick-eyed turtle slave had already closed the door.

The man was carrying a little girl dressed in tatters, whose mouth was gagged with rags and could only make a faint cry.

The face is dirty, I don't know how many days I haven't taken a bath, but a pair of big red eyes, bright and bright, a small and delicate nose, and a beautiful body.

is only seven or eight years old, and you can see that she will be a rare beauty in the future.

"Yo, this is ......"

The bustard looked at the little girl quietly before raising his head to look at the man.

The man took out a piece of paper with five large characters on it.

"Don't, whatever, me, yes, who. ”

The old bustard read it subconsciously.

After reading it, the man took out another piece of paper.

"A hundred taels of silver, the man shall be yours. ”

The bustard read it out again, and now she was not happy, "How old is this little girl, how much will I pay when she can pick up customers?"

"No, no. ”

Unexpectedly, the man pulled off the rag that blocked the little girl's mouth, and a slightly hoarse but tactful voice came out.

"Help, save me......"

This sound is like a hazy mist on a rainy day, and like a raindrop on the Qingjiang River into the water, with a childish tone, like a drop of water hitting a jade plate.

It's good, it's terrible.

If this girl grows up in the future, with a beautiful city and a lark-like voice, will she still be worried that she will not be able to make money in the future?

She thought so, but her face still looked embarrassed.

"That's it, fifty taels, I'll let Ruyan accompany you for another night, how about it?"

The man shook the paper in his hand, and his attitude was obvious.

"It's heavenly, one hundred taels of silver is enough for the slave family to buy three or five such little girls, and fifty taels is already a loss for you...... Ahh

The old bustard screamed, and only looked at a sharp dagger against the little girl's face.

The little girl was so frightened that she stopped crying, and did not dare to move, her big eyes trembling with fear of the earthquake.

"You, what are you doing, is it possible that if I don't buy it, you will kill her?"

The man still didn't make any extra movements, and the little girl's pupils continued to dilate for fear, hoping to break a little in her eyes.

The old bustard, who is accustomed to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world, is stared at by such a pair of eyes, and it is very uncomfortable to feel like a cat is scratching.

"Hey, okay, okay, can't I buy it?"

The old bustard took out a silver ticket from his chest, handed it to the man, and said with a half-angry smile: "No one has ever dared to play the trick of buying and selling to my Xinniang, you are still the first one, and the old lady who lost is in a good mood today." ”

The man took the silver ticket and left the little girl behind, and he left the building without looking back.

Xin Niang grabbed the little girl, looked up and down carefully, and suddenly the little girl grinned.

"Xinniang, thank you. ”

A sharpened weapon appeared in the little girl's hand unconsciously.

Without hesitation, she stabbed the sharp weapon into Xin Niang's thigh.

"Ahh

Xin Niang pushed the little girl away violently, and a big hole was pierced in her thigh, and blood gushed out.

The little girl held a sharp weapon stained with Xinniang's blood, revealing two tiger teeth, which was eerie and terrifying.

It's obviously a cute age, but the scalp of people who look at it is numb.

"Hey, what are you still doing in a daze, tie up that dead girl for me!"

The young and strong turtle slave stepped forward bravely, but the door was not closed when the man left.

The little girl ran to the door like a gust of wind, and looked back at Xin Niang, who was screaming in pain, defiantly.

On the street, Luo Qianqian rode back home alone.

Suddenly, I heard a commotion.

"Stop that little girl for me, she hurt Xinniang, catch her Xinniang and reward her with a hundred taels of silver!"

"One hundred taels of silver?!"

The beggars everywhere heard the shouts of the turtle slaves in Xinlou, and their usually dim eyes suddenly lit up.

Seeing the little girl running away was like seeing a walking silver ticket.

Luo Qianqian slowed down, and the gray-faced little girl caught her attention.

The little girl seems to be walking in a disordered way, but in fact she has her own rules.

Even though the turtle slave's shouts attracted a large number of homeless people and beggars around her, a large group of people seemed to touch the loaches, and they were about to catch her, and the little girl always escaped at the last moment.

"Damn, I don't believe that this little thing is a loach, give it to me!"

"Slightly, a hundred taels of silver bought a lonely, are you angry?"

The manager of Xinlou was tired enough, and he was slipped by the little girl for most of the circle, and he didn't even catch the corner of his clothes.

The little girl didn't run far either, as if she was deliberately stalling for time.

But no matter how powerful she is, she is still a child, chased by so many people, and her feet are unstable and she stumbles and falls to the ground.

She reacted extremely quickly, supported the ground with the tips of her fingers, bent into an amplitude, and with the help of the power of leaning forward, she successfully dodged the Xinlou steward behind her.