The hand under the sleeve was already clenched into a fist, Shui Muqing's mouth pulled out a coldness, and his eyes stared at Du Weiwei. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Du Weiwei retreated again, his eyebrows and eyes were light, but his voice was unexpectedly cold: "Shui Muqing, do you think that what the emperor values is you, the little concubine, or He Xiao, the general?" ”

"You dare to shout in front of me without any means. Mizuki Kiyoshi, should I say that you are too naïve, or is your heart too big? Du Weiwei's words did not gap, and he still spoke lightly.

In Shui Muqing's sleeve, his hand tightened the dagger that was originally hidden in his sleeve, and looking at Du Weiwei's eyes, the killing intent slowly emerged.

Du stepped back slightly, did not notice Shui Muqing's movements, on his face, he sneered at Shui Muqing's expression, and then stepped lightly, and was about to leave, his back was already facing Shui Muqing's direction, and the words in her mouth still showed her usual calmness.

"The road is chosen by yourself, Wangshui Concubine Niangniang, so you can do it yourself."

The words fell, and he didn't want to stay any longer, but he was already walking in the direction of Linglong Palace.

Shui Muqing stood in place, his body was already trembling, his lips were already bitten and bloodless, and his eyes were becoming more and more murderous when he looked at Du Weiwei.

…………

"His wife, it's me, not you."

"It's me, not you."

"It's not you."

"It's not you."

…………

"Ah!! Du Weiwei, go die!! The mood was finally annihilated by the killing intent, and the dagger in Shui Muqing's hand was already raised high, and he suddenly pounced in the direction of Du Weiwei.

The voice sounded before the action, Du Weiwei's brows froze fiercely, and he only heard the sound of Shui Muqing's shouting behind him, it was the wind that the dagger slashed by, and the figure passed sideways very quickly, and the position of his back facing his chest narrowly avoided Shui Muqing's dagger, but his arm was not spared.

The sound of the fabric tearing rang out in an instant, the knife fell, and blood splattered.

With a clang, the dagger landed.

Du Weiwei's body turned violently, his left elbow pushed Shui Muqing fiercely, his footsteps spun, and he retreated sharply, and his figure was already five steps away from Shui Muqing.

The right hand instantly covered his left arm, and the blood gushing out of the black dress could not be seen, but after the right hand touched it, it covered the entire right hand.

In the next moment, the pain in the heart was already coming, and Du Weiwei's eyebrows were already very deep, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound of pain.

Shui Muqing's body had fallen to the ground because of Du Weiwei's thrust, his expression was as if he was crazy, and he kept muttering, "Go die...... Go to hell...... Die for it......"

The small dagger fell on the ground in front of her, and blood-red blood splattered all over the ground, and the dagger was also glowing with cold blood.

Du Weiwei's eyes were already cold, staring at Shui Muqing in a state of madness, only to feel that her figure was slowly overlapping with Yusheng, and her heart was cold.

Shui Muqing's body trembled, his eyes were dull, his hands were constantly grinding on the ground, and most of his originally bewitching clothes had slipped off, revealing a large piece of skin on his chest, and there was a little red mark of joy and love on it.

Du Weiwei's eyes became colder and colder, the pain became more and more obvious, the blood flowed too much, and there were already bursts of dizziness in his brain.

"Die...... Go to hell...... Die......" Shui Muqing's voice slowly rose, and his body slowly sat up, his eyes swept around, and finally landed on the dagger that was already stained with blood.

Du Weiwei only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and the things in front of him had begun to shake, but he still saw Shui Muqing's body slowly standing up, holding the dagger in his hand, staggering, and walking towards him.

The footsteps began to retreat, Du closed his eyes slightly, and shook his head vigorously, trying to see what was in front of him, but the dizziness became more and more obvious, and the blood on his arm was already dripping down his right hand to the ground.

"Du Weiwei." Shui Muqing's expression seemed to become clear in an instant, and there was indescribable hatred in his voice, "Go, die." ”

Du Weiwei's steps were already in a trance, and he only saw the figure of Shui Muqing rushing in, and with the last bit of strength, he fell to the side, his eyes were dark, and he was no longer conscious.

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Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

He Xiao entered in soft armor, and Ling Ran's aura made the women who were originally in the main store eye-catching, forgetting the jewelry they were holding in their hands, and all of them looked at He Xiao.

Tianhuang followed behind him, and the meaning of the field between his eyebrows also poured out.

The little guy who was taking care of the buyer stopped what he was doing, and the person who looked like the head of a guy leaned over and nodded to He Xiao very well, and then walked inside.

Within a moment, the middle-aged man who looked like the shopkeeper hurriedly walked out.

As soon as his eyes saw He Xiao, his expression became serious, and he glanced at the little guy who had entered and called him before, and the little guy understood, and his voice rose and fell on everyone in the store: "Xiaoxiang Pavilion is resting today, buyers, I'm sorry." ”

Everyone's eyes instantly looked at the little guy who spoke, and some women lowered their heads, looked at the jewelry in their hands, and put it down with pity for a while, thinking about buying it another day. Some women were obviously unhappy, and even asked, "Why don't you do business?" I've got everything to look at! ”

The little servant smiled apologetically, glanced at the master who had already sat down in the guest area, and then looked back at the shopkeeper, and his tone of voice was full of apologies: "I'm sorry buyers." Then he reached under the counter and took out a very delicate small box.

"This pearl is a new batch of jewelry that our Xiaoxiang Pavilion is about to make, and I will take it out and give it to you today to express our Xiaoxiang Pavilion's apology." As he spoke, he opened the box in his hand, and everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

The pearls the size of a dragon's eye were stacked in a very regular box one by one, smooth and round, with a water-like light.

"Wow......" All the onlookers had never seen such a fine pearl, and they all let out an exclamation of amazement.

The little guy smiled and began to distribute them to everyone one by one.

He Xiao sat farther away, but he didn't miss the scene on this side at all.

"Go back and transfer some people from Xiaoxiang Pavilion over." The deep words came out and said to the sky yellow behind him.

Huang doesn't like to talk, but he listened to He Xiao's words in his heart.

Tian was thoughtful, his mind was calm, and he understood what He Xiao meant with a slight turn of his thoughts, and he also smiled when he spoke: "Master, this is what you want people from Xiaoxiang Pavilion to learn?" ”

There was a shallow smile on his brows, He Xiao didn't speak, just folded his hands on his knees, waiting for everyone in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to leave. (To be continued.) )