Yu Xiaoling rolled several silk handkerchiefs, and his ten fingers flew over, but in a few breaths, he folded a silk flower that looked quite beautiful. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She put it in her hand and slid it, pursed her mouth, probably felt that it was still lighter, her eyes rolled, she smiled suddenly, and said to Nuan Tang: "Bring that plate of bergamot pastry." ”

"What does the girl want to make with Buddha's hand?"

Yu Xiaoling smiled and said: "Only a few handkerchiefs are too light, we are far away, where can we smash it? I put a shortbread in it, it's safer, isn't it?"

When Nuan Tang heard this, she couldn't help but laugh: "My good girl, do you want to smash your uncle's helmet off? The girl threw away the handkerchief!

"Is this like this?" Yu Xiaoling heard this, and suddenly realized, but she was stunned for a moment, Shaoqing's eyes were more bright, and she said with a smile: "So I have to be different from others, otherwise how would he know which handkerchief is mine?"

When Yu Xiaoling said this, he didn't listen to Nuan Tangerine's persuasion, so he was happy, stuffed half of the bergamot into the silk handkerchief, and saw that there was still half of it left, so he made a silk flower in three times and two times, and stuffed the other half into it.

She held two silk flowers stuffed with pastries, still weighed them in her hands, tried her head, and bent her eyes to look at Xu Pan, who was getting closer and closer.

He was dressed in a cold armor, with a helmet with red tassels, and a handsome face that was not angry and arrogant, which was no different from those who won the top prize and paraded on the street.

The smile on Yu Xiaoling's face became even stronger, and he saw him riding all the way over, the silk handkerchief beside him was flying, surrounded by the fragrant wind, somehow, a heart fluttered, and jumped up strongly at once, like Laihong, like a Yan, like a mortal in the mortal world, happy and happy in the reunion......

It was a long time before she was called back to her senses by the cries of the streets.

Indeed, as Nuan Tang said, those girls just shouted, expressing their hearts that were fascinated by the demeanor of Zhong Qinbo, and did not really smash things over, otherwise, they would not have held a handkerchief in their hands, but eggs and cabbage.

Between his thoughts, Xu Pan had already come closer. Yu Xiaoling tilted his head and looked at him a few times, picked up the silk handkerchief and glanced at his head a few times, his eyes narrowed, and his subordinates threw it out quickly and accurately.

The edge of the handkerchief swayed quickly in the wind, like the wings of a butterfly, and the tail feathers of an arrow from the string, and the center that wrapped the bergamot cake was only one zhang away from Xu Pan.

It's a pity that it's so far away that it can't be reached anymore.

It was too late, but it was fast, and I saw a flash of the knife, and the handkerchief wrapped in bergamot was pierced by the tip of the knife at once.

A cold light flashed in Fu Ping's eyes, and while he suddenly put away his knife, he looked in the direction where the veil came from, and his sharp eyes shot directly at the teahouse on the second floor next to him. However, what caught my eye was a person with a raised brow, a smile on his face, and a tilted head to look over.

Fu Ping was stunned, opened his mouth, and didn't say what he wanted to say, but then showed a little wry smile on his face, nodded towards Yu Xiaoling as if saluting, and expressed a little apology.

He was indeed sorry, how did he think that this was just a joke made by their uncle to his uncle, and not an assassin as he thought.

Fu Ping secretly said that after Xu Pan was suddenly assassinated on the night he killed Qin Jiu, he became a frightened bird, shook his head in his heart, immediately collected the knife, and also collected his eyes, took off the silk handkerchief on the tip of the knife, which had been pierced with two holes, and sighed silently.

He hit his horse close to Xu Pan and replied in a low voice: "Uncle, the girl is on the second floor on the south side, and she threw this handkerchief over, and her subordinates didn't see it clearly for a while, give it to ...... Pierced ......"

Before he finished speaking, his cold gaze was killed, but after a breath, Xu Pan turned his head to look at the second floor on the south side.

Fu Ping secretly complained to himself, and Xu Pan turned his head sideways, and saw the person who was thinking about Chao Sidu, tilting his head and winking at him. In those big watery eyes, there was a playful light, and Xu Pan's heartbeat stopped.

"Why did the girl come here? Didn't my words arrive?" he refused to look away, but asked Fu Ping with a slight dissatisfaction.

And when Fu Ping replied to him that the words had been clearly transmitted, his heart seemed to be gushing out of a spring, and every trace was sweet.

She must have thought that she was thinking of herself, so she didn't listen to him and ran over.

Xu Pan thought so in his heart, and the corners of his mouth were hooked.

His sudden laughter caused the warblers on the side of the road to become more and more excited, and the whole street was boiling more and more violently, and the silk handkerchief was like a rain of flowers falling from the sky. Such an intoxicating scene has been going on for a long time, and whenever someone mentions the incomparable richness of the loyal and diligent uncle, it is also taken out and praised.

Yu Xiaoling saw it upstairs, and she couldn't stop laughing.

"Oh, it's amazing, it's amazing! In the future, you can't let him go out at will, and you have to wear a hat and veil!"

Yu Xiaoling smiled back and forth, and when Xu Pan saw it downstairs, his eyes were even warmer.

Yu Xiaoling laughed and trembled, remembering that there was a silk handkerchief wrapped in Buddha's hand crisp in his hand, which he held high in his hand and shook it towards Xu Pan like a demonstration.

Then he glanced at him again, this time preparing to put himself on his helmet in earnest, and to frustrate his majesty.

But here, the silk handkerchief was just about to leave her hand, but she felt that between the lightning and flint, something unusual broke into her field of vision!

I saw that although the thing also had the appearance of a silk handkerchief, there was a sharp thing wrapped in the silk handkerchief, especially the top of the sharp one, which was faintly reflected in the cold light in the sunlight, flying straight towards the back of his neck from the direction of Xu Pan's oblique back.

Yu Xiaoling's heart froze, his eyes glared angrily, and without thinking, his fingertips sent out a burst of unusual force, and in a flash of light, he threw the silk handkerchief wrapped in half a piece of Buddha's hand crisp in his hand!

Mixed with unusual force, the silk handkerchief was like a dagger that broke through the air, fast and swift, and intercepted in the direction of Xu Pan's oblique back.

But in the blink of an eye, there was only a bang, and the two silk handkerchief wraps collided in one place, and then they fell to the ground one after another.

Such an abnormal scene naturally couldn't escape Xu Pan's eyes, and Shao Ban on the other side also smelled the unusual breath, and he hurriedly turned over and dismounted to check.

When I saw it, I was shocked.

I saw that on the dagger wrapped in silk flowers on the other side, there was a pungent smell at the tip of the dagger, which was obvious, it was quenched poison!

"Uncle, there are assassins!" Shao Ban hurriedly shouted at Xu Pan.

He just wanted to raise his voice to call someone to protect Xu Pan and pursue the murderer, but Xu Pan swept past him and looked behind him.

"Don't alarm the people, this person has fled, send someone to chase him!" he ordered in a low voice, and in the blink of an eye, he turned around again and looked at the second floor of the teahouse.