133. One hundred three pick up three. Friend or foe

Jun Wu went downstairs, and Fuyun rushed towards her and gave her a tight hug.

Jun Wu patted her on the back: "It's okay." โ€

"It's okay, I'm the Lady Detective of the Wind County!"

"It's okay"

Fuyun pulled her away, looked at her, and smiled: "It's that you don't look very good." After speaking, she turned around and asked Ji Liangli, who was standing not far behind her: "Look at you, don't you?" โ€

Ji Liangli and Jun Wu glanced at each other, Jun Wu: "It's okay." โ€

Ji Liangli nodded lightly: "It's windy outside, let's go in and talk." โ€

After that, Xiao Yan came over with the qin, he took Jun Wu's hand very naturally, Jun Wu wanted to pull his hand away, but it didn't seem to have any effect, her hand was firmly held by him.

"It's up." A soft, low sound as plucking a string, uttered in a whisper that only she could hear. Jun Wu only felt goosebumps, but her other shoulder was pushed upstairs by his light force, and she couldn't refuse, just like a man caring for a hostess.

Fuyun and Xiao Yan were behind them, and Fuyun unconsciously touched his chin and sighed.

She asked the person next to her suspiciously, "Do you feel ......?"

Next to him replied lightly: "I don't think so." โ€

"Hey! Wait for me! Seeing Ji Liangli walking forward silently, Fuyun hurriedly followed.

They didn't go to Jun Wu's boudoir, but went to a guest room on the second floor, where Jun Wu was a little tired, and subconsciously found a place to sit there.

Xiao Yan opened a delicate bottle, poured some spices into the incense burner on the side of her table, and lit the incense burner, and after a while, the room was filled with a calming fragrance. Jun Wu breathed a sigh of relief gently, knowing that he was a meticulous person, but she was reluctant to understand the kindness of this man who had problems with her psychological positioning.

She looked up at the man in white who was faintly walking through the smoke. His white clothes are eye-catching, and his muscles are like fine porcelain.

"Why are you looking for me like this?"

Ji Liangli didn't say anything, just looked at her eyebrows quietly.

Jun Wu thought that he might be looking for Chu Hua's shadow in her again.

And should she sue him, Chu Hua is not dead, she lives somewhere in her body before she wakes up.

However, she opened her mouth, her throat seemed to choke, and she could not speak.

Perhaps he knew much more than she had to sue him, she thought.

In the middle of each other's eyes, he opened his mouth first: "I came tonight to show you something." โ€

"What is it?"

Ji Liangli took out a blue ledger-like thing from his sleeve, handed it to Jun Wu and said, "It has an important connection with my death this time and what you have encountered so far. โ€

Jun Wu focused her eyes on the ledger, and she stared at it for a moment before taking it and looking at the ledger-like thing.

She couldn't help frowning for a moment when she looked at it, and there were some incomprehensible drawings drawn on it, and some incomprehensible words were written in the upper right corner of each page.

She couldn't understand what she was talking about at all, but she still patiently flipped through the pages of the ledger, and the few people next to her didn't bother her, until she turned to the last page, and Fuyun jumped over and asked her, "What does Ah Wu say in this book?" Is it a record of the corruption of a corrupt official? โ€

Fuyun had read this book before, and Ji Liangli had always taken it with him, turning over a few from time to time. Every time she wanted to see it, he closed it quietly, making her curious to die.

is still gentle, and even handed her the book: "Look at it." โ€

Fuyun quickly flipped through the pages: "Uh...... Yes...... Hey...... Well......? โ€

There's a plate-like thing in this book, and a group of people wandering around in the mountains and rocks, as if looking for something...... And then there was the wind, the thunder, and the dragon! A group of people also worked hard to plant flowers, and finally the flowers bloomed, and everyone danced, and then the wind and thunder, and the dragon appeared again, and a woman in gorgeous clothes appeared, and the dragon was wrapped around her, and she looked up at the sky.

Floodwaters poured into the land, many people were fleeing, houses collapsed, and cities were destroyed.

The army gathered, and they rushed towards a mountain with their armor, and the rocks rolled down from the mountain, and the faces of the soldiers were terrified.

Then the fire began to burn the land continuously, and many figures struggled in the fire...... There is a fierce hell in the world, and there is a pair of huge black shadows dancing beside it. Finally the ground was lifted up, and there was another catastrophe, and the people were buried in the earth, a devastated place, and several hands came out of the earth, like people crawling out of โ–กโ–ก graves.

Fuyun stared at it and said incredulously, "What is this talking about?" It's so uncomfortable to look at people. After speaking, she couldn't help but set her eyes on Ji Liangli.

Ji Liangli lowered his eyes, and as if he was a little bored, he walked to the window and opened it.

"She gave me this book."

Xiao Yan seemed to be the most relaxed inside, he smiled, and asked with a look that didn't care about himself, "Who is she?" โ€

This sentence is exactly what Fuyun and Jun Wu want to ask. Fuyun nodded hurriedly, and Jun Wu just focused his gaze on him.

With a barely audible sigh, he said, "She is Chu Hua." โ€

There was silence all around, and it was as if the breathing of the four people could be heard.

Jun Wu pressed the table with one hand and stood up: "Why?" Why did she give this book to you. โ€

"It wasn't given by her, it was found after her death when I was sorting out her funeral, and I also found this book. I woke up a man. After speaking, he looked at Jun Wu.

The night wind blew his hair, and there were a few strands covering his indifferent eyes, and after a while, the indifference in them was not there, but a thick coldness, and he raised his hand.

The lyre struck in his direction, blocking the three poisoned daggers he fired at her.

The poisonous dagger fell to the ground, and the sound of the piano breaking interrupted the original silence, and the atmosphere suddenly sank.

Fuyun looked at Ji Liangli in shock, looking at the long sword in his right hand, "You, what are you going to do!?" โ€

"Let those who are already dead die, and let those who can still live live."

Jun Wu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was also cold in front of him.

The dagger is in hand, the cold sword is facing each other, the old friend is already an enemy who is not as good as a stranger at this time.

The corners of her mouth twitched upwards slightly, "I want to ask you one last question before I start." โ€

"You ask"

Her: "Why? They wanted to kill me but let me read this book. โ€

There was a silence: "I think that after you die, you may be able to know the cause of your death through this book, out of the etiquette of our friendship." โ€

"Oh, thank you so much."

"Thank you for living for her."

Xiao Yan on the side sneered, and Ji Liangli's sword light flashed and stabbed towards Jun Wu!

Waking up from his sleep, Wang Xie looked at the empty palace, and the cold sweat and goosebumps on his hands had not yet receded.

He slowed down for a while, got up and put on a piece of clothing, carried a palace lamp, and walked towards the palace corridor of the building.

In the gorgeously lit palace building, he had no expression, aimlessly, and walked alone.

He seems to have returned to the boy who was thrown into the desert by the power struggle. It's just that at that time, he was uneasy and confused about the future, but he didn't have the anxiety at the moment.

And the person who made him so uneasy was behind him with what he thought before, subverting his cognition again and again, a woman like a mystery, a poppy, Junwu.

There are several invisible aristocratic forces in the Jiang country, they know his every move, and his ascension to the throne is also their acquiescence, and now they know a secret that he can't have time for, and they are ready to start a killing against her that he may not be able to control.

So he hurriedly withdrew, so he threw out the big wedding, which was a big event that temporarily blocked their movements, so he had to part with her again.

At this moment, she must be hating herself.

Whether Xiao Yan can take care of her again.

He paused, his eyes looked at the center of this sparkling empire with complicated eyes, the wind blew his black coat, and Qingjun's more mature facial features were covered with a layer of frost and solemnity at this time.

Footsteps approached him step by step from behind, and he turned to be alert: "Who? โ€

The melancholy familiar voice sounded: "King Jiang, I came to see an old man, I wonder if it is convenient for you?" โ€

He turned and looked at the tall man in black and white mask, "Is that you?" โ€

The alley flashed through his mind, and this man said to her: Your part of the split will allow you to destroy the person you have locked in your consciousness. โ€

"Who the hell are you?"

"A person you can't bear, and that woman, is not something you can bear."

"Say, what is your purpose?"

"Hahahaha...... Hahahaha...... "His gloomy laughter resounded continuously in the empty palace corridor, which was terrifying.