The silver sheath shines on the white clothes, like a meteor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info kills one person in ten steps, and does not stay for a thousand miles.

Clothes are like snow, blood is like fire, the vast world is chaotic, white clothes and snow, fire and blood, reflect each other.

That night, like a splendid young man's long knife flying, that night, a thousand bones withered.

Another human head rolled to the ground, it was Zhao Lun, the son of the world!

The general trend has gone, the general trend has gone, Wang Chaoming looked up to the sky and sighed.

With a few pops, the guards around him were thrown out like sandbags, and a young man in white stood in front of him.

Wang Chaoming looked at his face and was surprised, it was a familiar face.

He is fifty or sixty percent similar to Qin Ye more than twenty years ago.

Why, shouldn't the person who came be the killer assassin sent by Zhao Ji?

Why is it the Qin family?

The Qin family, the noble Qin family, no, it is the Qin family that has been loyal and brave.

"I am Qin Jue, Qin Ye's son. "The young man is gentle and elegant, if it weren't for the specks of blood on his white clothes and the long knife in his hand, he would really be a beautiful son.

"Qin Jue, okay! I can't imagine that the Qin family can teach a talent like you. Qin Jue, haha! There is no end to retribution for grievances, what does it matter if my Wang Yong dies, Zhao Ji, you won't win! Hahaha!"

Blood flowed from the nostrils and corners of the mouth, and Wang Chaoming fell to the ground and died.

Zhang Changchun took a step forward, opened Wang Chaoming's mouth and looked at it, and said, "I think he took poison before we came in." ”

Qin Jue smiled coldly and said to Zhang Changchun: "He wants the whole corpse, dream, behead!"

With a swing of the knife, Wang Chaoming's body was in a different place.

At this time, in the Forbidden City, Zhao Xi was crying, unlike in his previous life, this time it was not Li Wenzhong who was guarding him, but Qin Mu.

"Master Qin, they said that the Emperor's army was blocked by heavy snow, and the Emperor's Emperor can't come back!"

"Your Highness, don't worry, the people of the Xishan camp can resist for a while, and they will come back now. ”

"What if my father comes back, I have lost most of the mountains and rivers, he will definitely kill me like he killed my second brother. ”

"No, no, Your Majesty only has His Royal Highness's son, and he won't treat you like that. ”

Beads of sweat fell from the size of the bean, and Qin Mu himself felt that these words were pale and weak.

If he hadn't been a master for the four princes, wouldn't his current situation be much better?

Someone once said to himself in the imprint, don't be the prince's master, who said that?

"Liben, did you persuade the official in the first place?" Back at the brim alley, Qin Mu asked his staff Yang Liben.

These days, he lives in the same house in Hatrim Hutong, not because he doesn't want to go back to Jiuzhi Hutong, but because it is closer to the palace.

Yang Liben was stunned and said, "It was Wang Yu who said it, it was the poor sour who followed the uncle." ”

It turned out to be Qin Jue!

Qin Jue wouldn't be kind enough to remind him, Qin Jue was sure that he wouldn't listen to advice, and Qin Jue was even more sure that he would be in today's predicament.

Qin Jue is not an immortal, so he can't be counted.

It was caused by him being instigated by the Wu family, and he was obsessed!

At this time, a little guy ran in: "Second master, big victory, big victory!"

Five days later, Xianghe.

The snow has stopped, but the weather is getting colder. The light in the room was like a bean, and Luo Jinyan sat under the lamp with a hand stove.

Teng Bupo went to inquire about the news, but he hasn't come back yet, and such a heavy snow may have been stopped on the road.

The tea has been cold, the summer solstice has changed to hot tea, the young lady has been waiting for a few days, no one knows what she is waiting for, but it must be very important news.

But the young lady didn't seem to be worried about the master, and the young lady seemed to know that the old man would be fine in the capital.

So what is Miss waiting for?

In the middle of the night, the door of Zhuangzi was suddenly knocked on outside: "Open the door, open the door!"

The soldiers were in chaos, and the guards didn't dare to open the door, so they whispered through the door, "Who?"

"It's me, Tengwu, open the door!"

Teng Bupo is finally back!

Luo Jinyan was still sitting at the kang table, and Xia Zhi ran in three steps and two steps: "Miss, Fifth Brother Teng is back." ”

Luo Jinyan didn't move at all, but his fingertips were trembling slightly.

It was already midnight, and it was inconvenient to go to the back house, when Luo Jinyan came to the front, Li Qingfeng, Manager Lin, Ge Wensheng, Lu Zhenping, and Fang Jinniu had already arrived, and even Chang Gui was poking his head at the door.

"Old Five, tell me quickly, what happened to the capital, is it that the Min army has broken the city?" Fang Jinniu was so anxious that he burned the fire.

Could it be that King Ning has already captured the capital?

Is the Great Zhou Dynasty about to change?

Teng Bupo's whole person was about to freeze, Li Qingfeng's little servant brought him a hand stove and foot stove, and drank two bowls of hot tea in a row, he relieved himself and said, "Good news, I'll talk about it when Miss comes." ”

While speaking, the cotton curtain was raised, and Luo Jinyan walked in from outside.

The room that was still noisy just now fell silent, and Luo Jinyan's eyes were as calm as water, and he couldn't see the slightest ripple.

"Pity, come here. ”

Li Qingfeng beckoned to her, and Luo Jinyan walked over and sat down on the Taishi chair.

Her eyes swept around the room and fell on Teng Bupo.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, her voice as soft as a feather, but everyone's mood involuntarily settled down with her voice.

Yes, what's the hurry, the person who inquired about the news has already returned, and he is not in a hurry.

"Miss, this is what Master Luo asked me to bring to you. ”

As he spoke, Teng Bupo took out a letter from his arms.

"You have entered the city, is your father okay?" Luo Jinyan was pleasantly surprised, being able to enter the city shows that the general trend has returned.

"Lord Luo is very good, but now the capital is very chaotic, Lord Luo said to let Miss be in Xianghe first, and then come to pick you up in a few days. ”

Luo Jinyan smiled, took the letter and unfolded it, there were only a few words on the letter, she read it out with a smile: "King Ning, Wang Shigui, Yuzhang is indispensable!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, King Ning died, and Wang Shi returned!

Only Fang Jinniu asked Lu Zhenping stupidly: "Which jade chapter is it?"

Lu Zhenping smiled: "Qin Jue, Qin Yuzhang." ”

As soon as these five words came out, there was silence in the room again, yes, what does this matter have to do with Qin Jue? Why did Lord Luo say that Qin Jue was indispensable?

Li Qingfeng was even more confused, Qin Jue went to Poplar Hutong every three or five times, he happened to go to Tianjin Wei, and when he came back from Tianjin Wei, it was Guan Sanping who came and went to Yangshu Hutong.

He looked at Luo Jinyan: "What's going on?"

Luo Jinyan smiled but did not speak.

But soon, everyone knew.

A young man named Qin Jue stood out, broke into the camp of the Fujian army alone, and sent a great task from heaven, if there is divine help, he will walk the way of heaven and take the first rank!

Everyone was talking about it, talking about the boy named Qin Jue.

Fang Jinniu followed Chang Gui to the town to buy things, and when he came back, he said to Teng Bupo: "I heard that Qin He killed thousands of people in one night and cut hundreds of knives. How happy you said that would be!"

Chang Gui on the side immediately corrected: "Don't use a knife to cut, I heard people say that he is the reincarnation of a bad star, killing demons when he encounters demons, killing Buddhas when he encounters Buddhas, and when his fingers are raised, people's heads fall off piece by piece." I really didn't see it, Uncle Qin is so powerful!" (To be continued.) )