Chapter Twenty-Three: The Night is Dark and the Wind is High and the Night of Murder!
In the middle of the night, the breeze blew slowly through the collapsed gate, and I couldn't help but turn over comfortably, but my legs seemed to be pressed by something, so heavy.
Suddenly, a special signal came, and the deep eyes opened quietly in the night, the pupils shrank, and a small pink face came into view.
At this time, Qiu Shixue, who was sleeping, was leaning against Lizhuo's waist with her little face, her little hands were holding Lizhuo's thighs close to her body, and even her feet climbed up, snoring slightly one after another, and smacking her lips from time to time.
Who allowed you to be so close to him?
Lizhuo's face sank, and he just wanted to bounce it over as usual, but his eyes fell on Qiu Shixue's forehead again, where the blood had long since dried up, but it reminded Lizhuo, and the vague memory was also turned over, the girl who ran in his confusion also had a stream running in front of her forehead.
So......
Li Zhuo subconsciously wiped his shoulder, the wound penetrated by the needle had long disappeared, and with a little luck, he could clearly feel the fullness of the dantian in his body, and the body's functions had returned to normal levels, although his energy was still a little tired, but it was no longer a problem.
But the most important thing is the poison stuck to his body, and now he can't even detect the slightest bit, and there is only one possibility!
Was she cured again, Lizhuo was silent for a moment, gently moved Qiu Shixue's small hand, and her movements were unconsciously gentle, and her deep eyes revealed a trace of rare affection, such tenderness, even Lizhuo didn't notice it.
But soon, this tenderness completely vanished.
It's okay if you don't move, but when you move it, Lizhuo almost threw Qiu Shixue out again, or hit the confused little head!
The fleshy little hand fell asleep and grabbed the bath towel around his waist, and this move was lifted all of a sudden, and his legs were cold, and Qiu Shixue, who was moved, moved up and opened his eyes in a daze......
"Sleep!"
Syllable! Lizhuo grabbed Qiu Shixue's little head with one hand, covering his eyes with his palm, his voice was full of orders that could not be refused, and there was a trace of panic in his heart that he had never felt before.
And Qiu Shixue was also good, she was really obedient, turned her head down, and after a while, a slight snoring sounded again, and Li Zhuo let go of her hand, slowly left the bed, simply put on her clothes and hurriedly left the room.
In the dark night, the moon dodged in the clouds, and it was dark outside the courtyard, but a few figures could be faintly seen standing quietly on the roof, and when the moonlight returned to the earth, those figures had disappeared......
The night is dark and the wind is high, and the night kills!
In an attic guarded by mercenaries layer by layer, the fragrance of red wine and green is bursting, and a fat three-story man can be faintly seen in the pink curtain surrounded by a group of lightly dressed girls.
"Uncle, the bullwhip tonic soup you want has been cooked."
A mature female voice came, and I saw a cold woman who had never seen it walk in with a red hijab, standing proudly on the side, not at all to please her, just motioning for the man sitting on it to come and pick up the object.
Such a cold posture could see that the eyes of the man sitting on it lit up, and he pushed away the girl next to him and greeted him.
As the saying goes, which teenager is not affectionate, and that uncle is not pregnant. Spring?
As the big shopkeeper of the auction house, Lao Zhong has never played with women in his life, and they themselves do this business, picking out outstanding-looking girls from the refugee area for adjustment. Teach classification, go back and then conduct a high-priced auction, running at both ends of light and dark!
But like the woman in front of her, she exudes an indescribable cold temperament all over her body, which is awe-inspiring and does not dare to act rashly, just like the white lotus in the pool, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed!
Haha, since such goods have been delivered to the door, how can he not enjoy it?
"Obediently, which girl are you from, why haven't I seen it?"
The old bell leaned up, carefully looked at the cold face, and was about to reach out to touch the cool face, when the red hijab in front of him suddenly lifted, and a bloody head jumped into front of his eyes and stuffed into the arms of the old clock, so frightened that the old clock's legs were weak, and the person sat on the ground at once, staring at the head!
Sheet...... Zhang Yuanqian! Zhang Yuanqiang, who was in charge of their finances, died...... He's dead?
Oh!
The old bell screamed and kicked the head far away, and the pants were lifted and rolled and ran out, this sudden change frightened the group of girls even more disgraced, covering the key parts and running around, people were panicked, and they didn't even want clothes!
But is it so easy to escape?
The glamorous woman sneered, grabbed with her hands crossed, pulled out two daggers from her sleeves, and flashed gracefully into the fleeing crowd in all directions, the tip of the knife cut through those slender throats with unmistakable precision, and the fleeing girl fell limply before she could let out one more shout......
"Oh, let's take Zhuzhu with you!"
"Master, don't leave your little coat!"
“…… Get lost! Bodyguard! What about the guards! ”
Staring at the woman who approached coldly in the candlelight, the old bell pulled the girl beside him and pushed it over, turned around and pushed open the door and ran out without looking back, behind him, the girl's desperate cry was stuck in her throat and blurred......
Damn, the catastrophe is coming, and he is blind in this nest of treasures!
Lao Zhong, who rushed out of the door, looked distressedly at the girls who fell behind him one after another, and when he turned around, the whole person was stupid, and he didn't even know where his feet would fall next, and his body couldn't move when he was stiff!
As far as the eye could see, the entire courtyard was littered with corpses, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.
The dead guards were stacked in a heap, and a man sat quietly on them, his deep eyes locked on his every move, like a ghost in the middle of the night, unpredictable!
It's over, he's done.
Old Zhong swallowed dryly and stepped back, an unprecedented sense of fear filled his body and mind, and his fingertips were already cold.
"The people are cleared."
The cold woman behind her also walked out slowly, blocking the old Zhong's retreat, and as soon as her hands were crossed, the two daggers were retracted from their sleeves, and behind them was a river of blood......
"You...... Who the hell are you! Which way is it, do you know who my old bell is! ”
Lao Zhong forced himself to calm down, stretched his neck and choked out a sentence, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably. Dare to break into his private den, and slaughter all his guards here, these two people are not good!
But who and who are they!
Are you here to seek revenge? No, it can't be, the human slaves they sell are all taken from the poor, and there can be no such force behind those poor people! Is that on the white road? No, it can't be! He had signed an agreement with both sides, but the Temple of the Holy Spirit was covering them, and it was impossible for the Temple of the Holy Spirit to meddle in the affairs of the Temple of the Holy Temple!
What the hell went wrong!