There was a gap in the secret door behind the wardrobe, and Xiao Fan saw Bai Qian through this gap.

"Why is she here?" Xiao Fan touched his nose and hesitated, planning to go out to meet Bai Qian.

But in Xiao Fan's hesitation, he saw Bai Qian come to the sleeping couch of the bloody killer and directly unwrapped his clothes.

Under the light, Bai Qian's delicate body is a little dazzling, there should be more, there should be less, the flat abdomen does not have the slightest fat, the small and lovely navel is the same as the deep career line, it seems to attract people's souls.

It's a pity that Bai Qian actually wears a 'breast'.

Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, he was suddenly a little ruthless The person who invented this thing, if he found the inventor's grave, he couldn't wait to pull it up and whip the corpse.

Bai Qian was unaware of this, she didn't let Xiao Fan look at it twice, and after lying down quickly, she clinged to the sleeping woman, covered the quilt, and only exposed the white and tender fragrant shoulders, and then restrained her breath, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

Xiao Fan immediately reined in his breath again, and even stopped breathing, allowing himself to enter a state of suspended animation.

At this moment, outside the small courtyard, another figure appeared, but not one, but two.

A breath as deep as the sea, dressed in a kimono, pale hair, and a black sarcoma at the corner of his mouth, is one of the only three remaining shinobi of the Fujiwara family that has been destroyed, Fujiwara Cunmu.

Next to Fujiwara Cunme was a middle-aged man with a respectful face, he was dressed in a samurai uniform, holding a sword in his hand, obviously not a ninja, but a wandering samurai.

"You just sensed the unusual aura here?" asked Fujiwara in a low voice.

The wandering warrior nodded and said, "Lord Shinnobi, you can't be wrong, I am very sensitive to all kinds of breaths, and I can easily distinguish them, and a mysterious person appeared just now, and it is around here, but now I can't feel the breath." ”

"It seems to be a step too late. Fujiwara was a little annoyed, but he still didn't want to let go of any opportunity, and after thinking about it, he said, "You go, I'll go in and have a look." ”

Fujiwara is a divine ninja, even if Xiao Fan is a sneak attack, he is confident that he will never be killed by Xiao Fan in seconds, as long as he is not killed in seconds, he can delay until the arrival of the other two divine ninjas, and Xiao Fan will definitely die at that time.

Of course, the premise is that Xiao Fan is really still inside.

Whether it's true or not, Fujiwara Cunme has to go in and take a look.

Bai Qian can quietly enter the courtyard, Fujiwara Cunmu can naturally do it, and he doesn't see his movements, his figure suddenly disappears, and when he reappears, he is already in the courtyard, like teleportation, in fact, it is just a trick, the so-called ninjutsu of the Japanese ninja is all stolen from the classic martial arts of the Chinese ancestors, plus some changes.

Back then, the ninjas went to the ancient Chinese martial arts world to study, and they were all high-spirited, but they were defeated miserably by the powerful warriors like beating their sons.

Every challenge fails, every failure admits defeat, you have to endure being beaten, and there is no shame in admitting defeat, but I think that this is also a unique science, so I admit defeat and admit defeat a lot, and it has evolved into ninjutsu.

Fujiwara didn't bother to think about those distant years, his eyes focused on what hung from the rope.

A red lantern, not a candle in it, but a piece of pastry, then a pair of high heels, and a string of red-hot peppers.

"Yo Xi, it seems to be a widow's family. Fujiwara nodded subconsciously, he understood almost in seconds.

In fact, this code is not uncommon for him, and it appears in the widow's house in various ways.

Red lantern = wait, inside = you, pastry = engagement, the pastry in the lantern is waiting for you to engage.

High heels = catharsis, red hot pepper = fire, so what does this mean...... That's what it means, anyway.

Fujiwara showed a touch of remembrance and emotion in his eyes, when he was young, he often went to the widow's house, and whenever he saw this code, he couldn't help but help others.

Time has changed, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and they are all in their early 100s, and the years are not forgiving.

In fact, everyone misunderstood the bloody killer, before she bought this yard, the owner of this yard was indeed a hungry widow, but the widow was very ugly, so no one came to the door.

And she didn't understand what this meant, and she didn't know it after guessing for a long time, so she didn't pay attention to it, and asked Xiao Fan to come out to see, but it was just to break Xiao Fan away and make it easier for her to poison her.

The Fujiwara family was destroyed, and Fujiwara Cunme was hit hard, Fujiwara Chiya and Fujiwara Masamoto, it was his grandson and great-grandson, in other words, he was the direct ancestor of the Fujiwara family.

Because the blow was too big, Fujiwara Cunmu's killing intent towards Xiao Fan was the deepest, and his spirit was already a little about to collapse during this time.

"I can't tense my nerves anymore, I have to relax properly, I can still do it!" Fujiwara clenched his fists, although he was already in his early 100s, but the treasure knife was not old, and he could fight on the battlefield again, since he saw this emotional code today, go and see how the widow is, if you can, just help others.

Provided, of course, that is, that there is no Despair Kill or other powerhouses here.

Gently pushing the door in, Fujiwara smiled, and sure enough, the door was not locked, which showed that the owner was waiting.

Then, Fujiwara saw the wine table, where two wine glasses were placed side by side, and not far away, two women were asleep.

Under this look, Fujiwara can't take his eyes off, the bloody killer is beautiful, but he lacks a little temperament, and Bai Qian, who is close to the bloody killer and pretends to be asleep, even if he is asleep, the breath of the queen fan is also rushing to his face, which makes people have a very conquest idea.

Moreover, Bai Qian looks much more beautiful than the bloody killer.

"This fragrant shoulder, it's so white......" As soon as Fujiwara saw Bai Qian's fragrant shoulder that was not covered by the quilt, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and a youthful impulse arose spontaneously, making him seem to have returned to his youth, the years that made him obsessed.

"I remember my lovely daughter-in-law, after my son died unexpectedly, her fragrant shoulders were also so white......"

Fujiwara's eyes were a little obsessed, but he didn't let down his vigilance, he didn't move around to feel, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Here, no internal strength or fluctuating aura of ninjutsu was detected, proving that the mysterious person discovered by the wandering samurai before had left here.

Yes, it's just a widow's house, and if the mysterious person is not willing to help others, there is no need to stay.

Fujiwara looked at the two women who were asleep, focusing on Bai Qian, a little impatient, but he is a person who understands romance and feelings, even if he is more than a hundred years old, how can he be rude?

Then Fujiwara's eyes moved to the wine table, looked at the two wine glasses, and smiled slightly.

According to the rules, he should drink first, usually one wine glass, but there are two women here, naturally two glasses of wine, nothing wrong.

Behind the wardrobe, Xiao Fan's breathing stopped, his eyes didn't blink, his eyeballs didn't move, he saw Fujiwara Cunmu pick up a glass of wine, drink it, then pick up another glass of wine, and drink it again.

"Well, that's embarrassing, but I don't know if that woman's poison can poison Godnin? ”()

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