Relying on the dim light of the lanterns in the pavilion and the half-round moonlight in the sky, Song Chuyi could only see the cold swords in the hands of the black-clothed people who were almost integrated with the night dancing back and forth quickly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ye Jingchuan dragged a man in black in his hand, gritted his teeth and threw him to the ground like a broken sack, quite angry: "It's dead!" ”

Committing suicide when the assassination is unsuccessful, these people are not ordinary killers at all, but more like dead soldiers who have been carefully cultivated.

Qingying was frightened, and looked Song Chuyi up and down, with a cry in her voice: "Girl, your face is broken......"

A girl's family, the most important thing is that face, now looking at the blood on Song Chuyi's cheeks oozing out continuously, Qingying only felt that the whole person was almost fainting.

Ye Jingchuan was also shouted by her to find out that Song Chuyi's face was injured, and when he looked at it by the moonlight, he saw that her face was oozing a shocking red, and her eyes were red, squinting at the fighting that was still going on on the field, and she wanted to kill all these people in black.

Song Chuyi realized the pain in hindsight, stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the blood on his hand---- and he didn't know if it was on his face, or the blood from the injury on his hand when he just fell to the ground.

But these are actually nothing, she didn't care about the piercing pain on her face, and hurriedly wanted to rush to the man in black lying in front of her, but she was immediately grabbed by the wrist.

Zhou Weizhao looked at her face, then swept her torn clothes, and then untied his cloak and covered her whole person in the cloak in one go, and shook his head at her gently: "Don't go over." ”

Song Chuyi didn't shake it off, she was stunned to see the man in black who was still alive being picked up like a sack by the man in black next to her, and jumped from the tree to the roof with a few leaps, and quickly jumped from the roof to the courtyard of the house next to her, far away into the night, her eyes never moved.

After a long time, she turned her head to look at Zhou Weizhao.

Her pale face was horrified with blood, and she opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

She was clearly looking at him, but her eyes were stiff and her pupils were empty, and she looked at him as indistinguishably as if she were looking at a piece of grass or a stone, and there was no life.

Qingying only thought that she was scared stupid, and the whole person was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, hating herself for actually putting Song Chuyi in such a dangerous situation, so guilty that she even bit her lips, and the slightest hint of blood was bubbling out.

Song Chuyi knew the person who was holding a sword at her eyebrows just now, although his face was covered by a black cloth, his eyes were ...... She grew up with the owner of these eyes, she used to love him very much in her last life, and even preferred nothing for his few good words, and finally she was forced to death by his coldness and alienation.

She originally thought that in this life, she had completely trampled this person under her feet and controlled it in her hands, just a moment ago she was still asking Lai Chenglong to pay attention to the movements of the British government for her, but she didn't expect that the next moment, she was taken away by this person who she originally thought was basically abolished with a sword.

Qingying anxiously shouted to her a few times, but she turned a deaf ear, staring at the direction where the man in black disappeared just now, and there was no reaction at all.

Ye Jingchuan finally realized that something was wrong, stretched out his hand and shook it tentatively in front of her a few times, and turned back to Zhou Weizhao with some confusion: "Is this ...... How to ......"

He had seen Song Chuyi face the Tatar rioters when she was on the Zhuangzi in Tongzhou, she was even younger than now, only seven or eight years old, but she also broke through from the moment of life and death without even frowning. Why is it that the reaction is like this now?

Zhou Weizhao's hand put on Song Chuyi's shoulder, shook it heavily, and shouted her name in a low voice: "Song Chuyi!" ”

Song Chuyi! It's not an English duchess, it's not a cousin, it's not the laughing stock of the world who can only survive in a corner of the dead son who is teased by the world.

Song Chuyi was suddenly awakened, and then she realized that she was not in the dilapidated courtyard that trapped her for the rest of her life in the previous life, and the person in front of her was not the British Duke Shen Qingrang who was wearing official uniforms.

She met Zhou Weizhao's gaze, and for some reason suddenly wanted to cry, blinked her eyes vigorously to force away the tears, answered softly, and thanked her in a low voice.

Thank you that he didn't die as inexplicably as in his previous life, standing here like a mountain, splitting through the nightmarish past to fish her out of her memories and make her realize when it really is.

"He doesn't have the ability, and he doesn't have the guts......" She reacted and said to Zhou Weizhao bluntly: "He doesn't have such a powerful guard......"

Zhou Weizhao handed her a delicate little jade gourd, nodded and said, "I know." ”

Qingying knew that this highness was carrying a lot of good things brought down from Longhu Mountain, so she reached out and took the jade gourd, and first wiped the stains on Song Chuyi's face before carefully pouring out the ointment and smearing it on her face.

Ye Jingchuan also knew that this was wrong, Yuan Hui on the front foot said that Song Chuyi's bloody disaster was imminent, and Song Chuyi was stabbed on the back foot, didn't he just respond to Yuan Hui's words? It's exactly the same as the last time in the paddock, what kind of monk died immediately after he died...... In this world, it means that books are so coincidental.

He thought of Zhou Weizhao who had dragged him here, so he frowned and asked, "How do you know that something is going to happen here?" Who do you say doesn't have the ability, and you already know who is going to assassinate you? He asked quickly and urgently, and his eyes were a little dark when he looked at Zhou Weizhao and Song Chuyi, and he faintly felt that he was a little frustrated. No matter what happened, it seemed like he would always be a beat slower to find out.

"It's the people before King Duan who are used." Zhou Weizhao explained to Song Chuyi: "When I heard that it was said that there was movement in Duanwang Yu's party, I guessed that it was wrong...... Yuan Hui was originally Duanwang's person, and it is not surprising that he was able to mobilize Duanwang's remaining party, but why did Shen Qingrang get involved with Yuanhui? ”

It was the remnants of King Duan's assassination, and the only person who could move them was Concubine Xian was Yuan Hui.

Shen Xiaohai drew a clear line with King Duan as early as after the accident at Fang Deng's house, and it was impossible for him to meet the person who made the rudder like this to still attach himself to Concubine Xian at this time, Concubine Xian lost the son of King Duan, and she couldn't afford any turmoil at all. He should be trying to curry favor with the king of Dongping County through Yuan Hui.

Good morning, everyone, I'm back in place. Friends from the north, you know, if I had heating in the north, my claws wouldn't freeze at all...... Thank you for the sachet of the mountain king Ah Guo, and thank you for my love Zhao Yincheng, Ai Rui baby, echo0402 and coriander ginger, white cloud green demon, Wei Fengniang's other side of the flower, green silk light silk leaning against the window of the peace charm, thank you very much. In addition, today's four watches, continue to ask for subscriptions and rewards. (To be continued.) )