In the quiet night, Han Mo, who also couldn't sleep, leaned on a red pillar in Shangshu Mansion, the sound of the flute faintly came into her ears, her heart ached with bitterness, she looked up at the starry sky, her hand holding the sword tightened and tightened, why was her mind so chaotic, if it wasn't because there were people waiting for tonight, why should she be in a hurry here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's been so long, it should be almost there. While he was thinking about it, several black shadows flashed in the moonlight, and Han Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth, finally here!

The dark night, printed with a faint moonlight, the blood spilled can't see the color, and the Shangshu Mansion is destined to be restless tonight. The night was eerily quiet, and the corpses of the guards didn't have time to make any noise when they fell.

At this time, the sound of a sword strike finally pierced the silent night, and Han Mo's expression could not be seen clearly under the hazy moonlight, and the other three were all covered with black cloths, and they couldn't tell who it was.

"Vice Master Han, let's hand over the people!" The leader was the one, and his cold voice revealed a hint of death.

"I wonder who Your Excellency wants? There are too many people in the ground" Han Mo held his sword and looked at each other with a slight smile.

"I wonder when Vice Chairman Han began to interfere in the trivial affairs of the DPRK and China? Qinglin has always been based on the rivers and lakes, and has never been involved in the affairs of the government and the opposition, and it seems that it is just a legend. ”

"Whatever you want." Han Mo's sword had no intention of taking it back.

"Then offend!" The first person stabbed in the direction of Han Mo, but the two behind him rushed towards the ground kiln.

Han Mo's face turned cold, and in an instant, two silver needles slashed, and the two people in front of him had to stop and dodge.

And the kung fu of the person in front of him is really extraordinary, and the moves are pressing, so that he has no time to deal with those two people anymore. In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two disappeared into the ground.

As the corners of Han Mo's mouth rose, the man in black in front of him was stunned, and his expression tightened, "Hurry back, there is fraud!" ”

But it was too late, and the two who went in couldn't hear back to him.

"Vice Master Han, it's not a loss to be the vice master of Qinglin, but I don't understand why Vice Master Han is interested in a Qinglou woman." The black cloth obscured only a pair of gloomy eyes.

"If Your Excellency wants to know, why don't you go to the Emperor's palace tomorrow to have a look?"

"It seems that Vice Master Han knows a lot." The black-faced man's eyes revealed a hint of murderous aura, "I just don't understand what Vice Master Han's purpose is?" Again and again against us. ”

"I don't know if it is the goal to eradicate evil for the world?" The sword in Vice Master Han's hand showed that he didn't want to be long-winded any longer.

After eleven moves, Han Mo's face was a little gloomy, he didn't expect that a dark warrior would have such a high skill and be able to withstand his ten moves.

There was no more underestimate in his heart, and the other party gradually showed defeat under his oppression, at this time, the lights in Shangshu's mansion finally turned on, and the roar of the soldiers was getting closer and closer, and the man's heart was anxious and wanted to escape, but he was tightly pressed by Han Mo's sword.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and at the moment when Han Mo's sword stabbed his shoulder, the sword body was collided with a force, the tip of the sword was offset, Han Mo flashed a trace of shock, and stabilized his body along the strength of the sword body. But the two people in front of them had disappeared into the night.

Who is it? actually has such a skill, and he rescued people under his nose.

When Du Shangshu of Shangshu Mansion arrived, the dungeon was surrounded by the corpses of guards, and the smell of blood came to his nose. Du Shangshu was startled, and hurried away in the direction of the ground.

At the entrance of the ground, there was a little bloodstain, but there was no person or corpse there, Du Shangshu frowned, and his steps were faster, until he saw that in the room, the intact woman was sitting on the ground with her eyes closed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that the inadvertent suffocation made Du Shangshu's heart beat wildly again. Her face.

Du Shangshu hurriedly opened the door that locked the woman, and when he saw the woman's face clearly, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The woman I saw at the scene today had her hair covered and her face dirty, and she didn't see what she looked like at all. But now that he saw it, he was so scared that he lost three points.

Just when he thought his head was going to be separated, the red mark on the woman's brow made him sober up a little. If it was her, why did she appear in the Red Mansion? Why do so many people die? If you think about it carefully, you find that many things can't be explained clearly, and there are not a few people in the world who look similar, it's just a coincidence. He shook his head a little dizzy, thinking of the people who came to rob the prison tonight, he felt a little uneasy, and it seemed that he had to report to the emperor as soon as possible.