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In the game, who is the chess piece, and who is the hand that turns the clouds and rain.

All forces converged in Liucheng.

Song Wan'er pushed open the door of the house, Yunmo was holding a book in his hand, was reading, heard the voice, and looked up.

"I'm tired, I asked someone to prepare hot water, you go wash up first, and then we'll go to dinner together." Yunmo Road.

"Hmm." Song Wan'er nodded, she didn't expect that Brother Mo didn't eat either, he was waiting for herself, and she couldn't help but speed up her movements.

After Yunmo watched Song Wan'er leave, the gentle smile on her face disappeared, and a touch of complexity flashed in her eyes.

The smell of rouge and gouache of the dusty woman filled the air, arrogantly provoking Yunmo.

"What did you do in the Spring Festival Building?" Yunmo asked.

When Dark Qi heard this, he immediately told him what had happened, and the master told him that as long as Master Song was not in danger, he didn't have to make a move.

"What's going on with her?"

Dark Seven: "......"

Master Song, it's not that Dark Seven won't help you, but the master has asked, and so far, I can only say it.

Yunmo didn't know that Song Wan'er was actually allergic to these rouge gouaches, and she had been exposed to them before, but the symptoms had never been so serious.

Those women must be around Song Wan'er, they are very close, and there are a lot of people, otherwise they wouldn't have a serious rash.

"I can't let her go to the Qinglou in the future." Yunmo Road.

Dark Seven nodded in his heart, that's right, he thought that the master really didn't mind.

"The rouge gouache in the green building is so vulgar, it should be washed by those people before coming back." Yunmo continued.

Dark Seven: "......"

He knew that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World really loved the Princess and had no bottom line.

Yunmo is busy with the affairs of Liucheng, King Qin is still in Liucheng, plus the murderer behind the scenes hiding in the shadows, many things are messy and cumbersome.

"Is it troublesome?" Song Wan'er personally served Yunmo a bowl of soup, it was cold outside, and the hot bowl of soup immediately felt warm.

"Hmm." Yunmo sighed, "King Qin obviously came prepared, and the person with the emperor token is probably also in Liucheng." ”

Song Wan'er was surprised, but she didn't expect this.

"That group of people doesn't know where they came from, they came suddenly in Youzhou, they left abruptly, and now they appear in Liucheng, so they must be strictly guarded against." Song Wan'er said, "Brother Mo, no matter how many things there are, there is always a way to solve them." ”

Yunmo didn't know, but he and Wan'er were newly married, and they really didn't have a good mood to deal with these things.

The husband and wife ate and didn't want to let these annoying things disturb their mood, so they rested early.

******

"Master, the prince is dead." Humane in black.

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said indifferently: "It's a bit troublesome to die at this time." "I really didn't expect that the prince would be so useless, even if it was for two more days.

The tone was flat, as if it was a kitten or a puppy who died.

"Fortunately, King Qin is here, and our plan can still be carried out." The old man instructed, and if one person cooperated, the difference was not too big.

The emperor, in the eyes of ordinary people, is high and majestic, and the dragon sons and grandsons are also nobles, but in the eyes of the old man, they are also ordinary people, and they can be let him pinch and knead round.

The prince, including the crown prince, is a pawn in his hands, allowing him to manipulate secretly to achieve his own goals.

This force is very deeply hidden, and its power is extremely huge, because it is too mysterious, so it has never been known by outsiders.

"Holy Maiden, the old man will definitely bring it back." The old man smiled slightly gloomily.

******

Song Wan'er's nose itched slightly, and she looked at someone in front of her who was underbeaten, "Hurry up and get down to business." ”

"Don't worry, a little patience won't work." When the person on the other side heard this, she had worked very hard to find out the news.

"Hard?" Song Wan'er raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her.

Everything is arranged, as long as it is an individual, it can be done.

"It's so simple, why don't you come by yourself." The woman in purple choked up when she heard this, "Someone is not as good as before, but he is a family man." ”

"Besides, old lady...... Ahem, even if this girl has no merit, she has hard work, and she has to sacrifice her hue to accompany those hungry ghosts. Purple yarn said.

"I thought you liked it." Song Wan'er raised her eyebrows and said, who would have thought that this good eldest lady would like to live such a life.

"Don't you think it's an experience, too?" Zisha said when she heard this.

Song Wan'er shook her head, completely unable to see what the benefits of this kind of experience were.

"What the master said, when you reach a certain level of martial arts, you have to start practicing your heart, and you won't understand the loneliness of a master like us." The woman in purple said.

Song Wan'er didn't want to understand it at all, and at the same time, she couldn't understand what kind of mentality the master of the woman in purple was like to let her apprentice come to this kind of place and have such an experience.

Of course, thousands of miles away, if the master of the woman in purple knew that his apprentice had misinterpreted his meaning, he would probably be eager to spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"The person you said really has a problem." The woman in purple said, "Someone came to talk to him last night, but they were very cautious and didn't leave anyone to wait in the house. ”

"No news at all?" Song Wan'er didn't believe it, "We didn't make arrangements in the room. ”

Zisha said: "Although the kung fu of that group of people is not high, they are very vigilant, especially the old man among them, when he looks at people, his eyes are cold and full of vigilance, and it is really difficult to approach. ”

Although Song Wan'er regretted it, she also knew that it was no wonder that the girl in purple was no wonder.

"It was only that night, and then I don't know if they noticed something and never came again." Zisha said.

Song Wan'er sneered.

Sensing something, it is natural to sense that there is something wrong with the atmosphere in Liucheng, these people who live in dark corners all day long, one by one are cunning and insidious, they have not found anything, and it is estimated that they will not appear in the same place for too long.

Zisha remembered one thing and was very curious, "Since they are so powerful, how do you know that they will appear in Yingchun Tower?" ”

Song Wan'er raised her eyebrows slightly, this time with a smug smile, looked at the folding fan that was gently shaking in her hand, and said with a smile: "I naturally have my channels." ”

"What's next?" Zisha knew Song Wan'er, and when she heard her say this, she knew that she had a way, so she directly asked if there was anything she could help with.

Song Wan'er refused, "Sister Zisha, you have helped me a lot." ”

Zisha was stunned for a moment.

"Sister just needs to wait and watch the show." Song Wan'er pretended to be mysterious.

Zisha was suddenly excited, and the two looked at each other, revealing a tacit smile. (To be continued.) )