Zhen Yue glanced at the rabbit leg bone on Xiao Er's waist, there was some warmth in her eyes, which melted the previous coldness, and nodded: "Thank you for the reminder." ”

At this moment, the rumbling sound of gongs and drums came, and the whole street was crowded with people and bustling with people.

The drummer in uniform costume was beaming, followed by a group of beautiful women singing and dancing, dancing with long sleeves, and enchanting figures, which made the surrounding men addicted, and even reached out to slap the dancer's buttocks, which attracted wanton laughter.

Xiao Er's face was slightly red, and he said embarrassedly: "The people here are open, and today is the 60th birthday of the salt merchant Lord Wang, so it is particularly lively." ”

"Little two serve!"

"Here we are." Xiao Er saw someone summoning and said, "Childe, use it slowly." He hurriedly blended in with the comings and goings.

Zhen Yue had just eaten a few bites before she noticed a few burning glances, and when she looked up, several peeking girls were caught, and she hurriedly lowered her head, her cheeks were flushed, and with an unconcealable shyness, she looked boldly after a while.

Zhen Yue had a splitting headache, so she casually picked up a few bites of food and checked out and left.

Several girls watched Jun Gongzi leave with a blank eye, overshadowed.

Zhen Yue left Yipinju, rode a horse to the vicinity of the palace of Mentingruo City, hidden in the dark of the alley, waiting for the opportunity to move, Shu Kingdom, Wang Fujia, a huge rich salt merchant, died on December 15, when he died!

Wang Fujia was a well-known salt merchant in Shu, who colluded with the interests of court officials to seize huge commercial monopoly profits by taking advantage of this privilege, and became a prominent businessman, oppressing the people and obtaining huge profits.

When Zhen Yue received the Yueya list, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, in the case of Fan Si, she became a pawn in the power technique, and indirectly killed the Lu Shang family, she was as calm as water, but in fact, she was already breathing, and the seeds of counterattack in her heart were growing stronger and stronger.

This Wang Fujia is not ordinary rich, the mansion is wide and exaggerated, resplendent and splendid, and the two male masters at the door are actually clear and expensive marble carvings, blooming with strange light in the faint sunlight.

The guests gathered in front of the door, boiling, the soft red carpet on the ground stretched from the front of the house to the courtyard, and even Zhang Fuyin, who has always been known for his integrity, came in his best carriage, smiling amiably with congratulatory gifts and greeting the greeting officer.

Zhen Yue sneered, her eyes were frosty, she looked at a wisp of residual sun in the sky, the corners of her mouth sneered, the time calculation was accurate, she came to the backyard of the palace like a fly, and mixed in with the guy who delivered the food.

Swiftly walked through the pavilions of the garden, and caught a tea servant in a corner.

"Where is Wang Fujia's residence?" The tone is like an ice blade.

The little guy who was trembling all over his body didn't know where this fierce and vicious person came from, like a ghost, the knife on his neck was cold for a while, and he shook his hands and pointed forward: "Passing through the two courtyards, the Ronghua Courtyard with red walls and green tiles is the master's bedroom."

With a snap, the little guy rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground unconscious with an oops.

In less than half a pillar of incense, Zhen Yue staggered the courtyard guards and sneaked into Ronghua Courtyard, jumped on the roof with both feet on the ground, and sneaked into Wang Fujia's room from the roof out of nowhere.

The vision is dim, and you can still smell the smell of green copper coins, exuding a disgusting rancid smell.

Zhen Yue crouched on the beam of the house, waiting for the target person, and then killed with a knife.

I don't know how long it took, the chaotic noise gradually stopped, and suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the courtyard, Zhen Yue listened to it, there were about five people, their steps were steady, and they should be strong.

"Hurry up! Slowly! The voice was uncontrollably eager.

With the creaking sound of the door opening, the lamp stands in the four corners of the room were also lit, the dim room suddenly brightened, and the golden light was shining all over the room.

The man in the big red Yunxiang costume had a fat belly, waved his hand and said, "Put it down, get out quickly." ”

The four thick-armed men put down the fluffy blankets and hurriedly closed the door and left.

Wang Fujia touched his big belly, his two triangular eyes showed a **naked** appearance, like a fish in a long-drought drought touching a sweet spring, eager to eat the guy in the fluffy blanket, rubbed his hands, laughed a few times, and wore the red clothes all over his body, which made people feel cheesy and disgusting.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take care of you." Wang Fujia couldn't help but peel off the fluffy blanket.

The blanket was wide open, and the people inside were also exposed to the faint light, Zhen Yue squinted, and suddenly scolded in her heart that this Wang Fujia was a veritable pervert and pervert, and this Wang Fujia turned out to be a heavy taste of a man.

I saw that the man in the velvet blanket had a pale and bloodless face, a smooth and white face, revealing an angular cold handsomeness, and his lips were red, all of which were full of bewildering color.

The more Wang Fujia looked at it, the happier he became, and he was about to salivate, a hungry wolf pounced on the tiger and was about to correct the man on the spot, but the man's eyes were like cold stars, without the slightest fear, as if he didn't know his difficult situation.

With a click, the blood was splashed on the spot, the speed was not at all a respite, the rich smell of blood was instantly pungent, Wang Fujia was hideous with unbelievable pupils, holding his bloody throat, shaking his body to turn around to see who cut his throat, but his body was too fat, he fell to the ground with a bang, and he swallowed after a few convulsions, and his blood was splashed several drops on the beautiful man's snow-white robe, like a blooming red plum, weird and enchanting.

Zhen Yue coldly wiped off the stained blood of the ice and flames, tilted her head and looked at the beautiful man who was not afraid of danger, and felt a little interesting for a while, the man was paralyzed on both sides, not like poisoned and weak, but like a paralyzed disabled person, facing Zhen Yue's lightning and flint to kill Wang Fujia, there was no emotional fluctuation, his eyes were as cold as ice, no gratitude, no fear, completely incomprehensible.

"You're not afraid." Zhen Yue's sentence was not a question sentence, but an affirmative sentence, and I saw the man looking at her calmly like water, silent.

When Zhen Yue lowered her eyebrows and raised her eyes, her originally indifferent black eyes revealed a murderous aura, like a sword out of the sheath to drink blood at any time.

I saw a sneer at the corner of the weak man's mouth, and it was gone in a blink of an eye, just a pair of sharp eyes with sword light and sword shadows soaring, cold as frost.

Zhen Yue twisted the silk and flew towards the man, to solve these troubles in the shortest possible time, but at this time, she didn't notice that the man's obedient snow-white robe was slightly agitated, and below was a rare snow phoenix silk that was ready to go, killing people was invisible, and the throat was sealed without blood.

And this seemingly weak man is none other than the disfigured Qilin Fang owner Bei Mo Ling!