The people at the gate of the General's Mansion stopped Tang Jingcheng.

"Posts."

She didn't, standing still under the umbrella, the rain poured down from the eaves, and half of the face hidden behind the umbrella was clammy and cold and gloomy.

The person who stopped her thought she was a guest who had come to the General's Mansion to consume, and knocked on the sign hanging next to her with the handle of the umbrella.

"See? There is a big event in today, and we refuse to accept foreign guests. You'd better find someone else to eat. ”

But Tang Jingcheng just stood there and didn't leave, not saying a word, his eyes were cold.

Seeing that she was behaving differently, the gatekeeper glanced at the two bodyguards standing not far away, and soon someone approached and grabbed her umbrella first, and the other took one of her arms.

Tang Jingcheng's whole face was exposed, plain and cold, and the rain was dripping down her chin.

"Squeak-" The heavy gate of the General's Mansion was opened from the inside, and someone ran out with an umbrella.

"Sister Tang..."

Ya Yu yelled at the person who held her: "Let go of her, this is the Ninth Brother's person." ”

When the bodyguard saw that it was Yayu, he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Ya Yu immediately ran over and propped the umbrella above Tang Jingcheng's head.

"Let's go, Sister Tang, I'll take you in, it's already started. Brother Jiu would be very happy to know that you are here. Ya Yu talked to himself, Tang Jingcheng didn't squeak, and followed him inside.

When she crossed the threshold, the doorkeeper stopped her again.

"Search!"

"You want to search for Lao Tzu?" Ya Lan glared back, "Do you know who she is?" Who dares to search her for her ninth brother without chopping off his hand! ”

The person who was bluffed by Ya Yu was a little timid.

"Let's go. Sister Tang, ignore these people! ”

As soon as she heard Ya Yu call her "Sister Tang", the two gatekeepers immediately came back to their senses, although few people in the entire Jiurong Terrace have seen Tang Jingcheng's true face, but almost everyone knows that Guan Jiu has recently lost a girl surnamed "Tang", could it be the one in front of him?

Who would dare to search her now, and let her go immediately.

Ya Yu spat and held an umbrella to lead Tang Jingcheng in.

Once inside, there is an open patio, open air. Terraces and lights are everywhere, and rainwater pours down from the roofs and down the eaves onto the porches......

Crackling... Tang Jingcheng's black shoes stepped on the stagnant water on the bluestone slab.

"Sister Tang, it just so happened that you called me in the morning, knowing that you were going to see Brother Jiu in the evening, and I didn't have time to tell him yet." Ya Yue walked beside him and spoke, his voice exceptionally brisk.

"Brother Jiu doesn't seem to be in a good mood these days, he must be happy when you come, and you can surprise him when you go in later...... Oh yes. Brother Jiu drank a lot of wine tonight, and I don't know if there is something in my heart, so you can go in and persuade him in a while. ”

Ya Yu twittered, and Tang Jingcheng didn't say a word.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ya Yuan shut up and stopped,

The two walked along the eaves to the back hall.

As far as the eye can see, there are three-story small buildings around the patio, and the lights are on at each corner, and you can see that there are left-behind men and bodyguards standing everywhere along the way.

This is a banquet in Jiurongtai, and the people in it are all in charge of various places, and they are not allowed to bring guns and weapons, but someone must guard them outside, but they are all Guan Jiu's own people.

Although Jiurongtai has been peaceful on the surface in the past two years, who knows what undercurrents are floating underneath!

In addition, today's huge general's mansion only holds one table banquet. Even the waiters were much hidden, and the atmosphere was even more solemn under the rain.

Soon the two of them walked around under the eaves of the patio and entered the back hall, and the man's voice could be vaguely heard, not loud and intermittent.

The lights also began to come on gradually.

"It's almost there, it's in the main hall at the back, the scene is big today, and all the directors of the halls in Jiurongtai are in the hall." Ya Yu explained, and Tang Jingcheng finally let out a soft "um".

Ya sighed, always feeling that her expression was a little strange.

……

Guan Luo did drink a little too much today, and he is usually very self-contained on such occasions, but today is an exception, and he does not refuse to come to toast.

The sharp-eyed ones also saw that Guan Luo's expression was wrong today, as if he was in a displeased mood, and none of the people sitting below dared to make a mistake, for fear that he would be unfortunate and would knife someone.

Naturally, that meal was extraordinarily heavy.

In the entire main hall of hundreds of square meters, only the sound of dishes and knives and forks colliding was heard, until a person came in outside, walked directly to Guan Luo and muttered a few words in his ear.

Guan Luo's face sank obviously, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and wiped his mouth.

"Let her in."

At one point, people began to talk to each other.

The door was opened from the outside, and a cool breeze poured in with the moisture of the rain.

"Thank you!" Tang Jingcheng turned around and said to Ya Yuan, raising his leg to cross the threshold.

The lights in the door are bright, and the wide and long table of more than 20 meters is covered with a snow-white tablecloth.

Tang Jingcheng walked in and saw such a scene, everything seemed organized and solemn and cold.

She stood at the end of the table and looked up, and at a glance, she could see that the man sitting on the main seat was also dressed in black, holding half a glass of wine in his hand, but she couldn't see the man's face clearly when she was too far away.

The whole hall was silent, and everyone knew who the woman who suddenly came in was.

Until Guan Luo hooked his finger at the subordinate next to him.

"Brother Nine..."

"Bring her here."

Everyone at the bottom lowered their eyes and pretended to continue eating.

The subordinate walked towards Tang Jingcheng and bowed slightly: "Brother Jiu called you over." ”

Tang Jingcheng seemed to smile and walked around the long table.

In just a few tens of meters away, the main things on both sides of the table were silent, and she walked all the way to Guan Luo, and finally saw clearly and saw the man's face clearly.

He was wearing a black shirt, with a stiff texture, and the two buttons on it were unbuttoned, revealing a little smooth lines and muscles inside, and the eyes in his eyebrows were still faint, but he leaned lazily on the backrest, holding half a glass of red wine in one hand, and leaning slightly sideways on the armrest of the seat with the other.

"You're looking for me?" He spoke first, in a voice that was neither high nor low, in a casual tone.

Tang Jingcheng still didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, got a little closer, walked in front of Guan Luo and bent down.

The distance between the two was shortened suddenly, and the two bodyguards next to them immediately forced over, Guan Luo raised a hand and gently raised it back, signaling the bodyguards to retreat.

"Something?" He asked again, breathing the faint lemon scent of the girl, which was her usual shower gel scent.

She didn't even smoke.

Good phenomenon.

Guan slightly couldn't help but raise his eyes, Tang Jingcheng, who was close at hand, had gentle eyebrows, there was moisture from the rain on his eyelashes, his eyes were as calm as water, her black hair was tied into a bun by her, there was no hair left in front of her forehead, and the whole small face was unobstructed, but there was no makeup, her lips were light, and her face couldn't help but look a little cold and white.

This kind of Tang Jingcheng reminded Guan Luo of the first time he saw her in Tengchong, harmless and confused.

"My dad died." This was the first sentence she said, and she didn't move her expression when it should have been a sad sentence.

The corners of Guan Luo's lips hooked: "The newspaper is published, mourning!" ”

She smiled lightly, and the second sentence: "Today is the death day of Qiguan." ”

"Really? I don't know. ”

Tang Jingcheng was still smiling, leaned over and took the wine glass that Guan slightly held in his hand, and approached again: "It's okay, I'll tell you now." Then he raised his head and drank the rest of the wine from the cup.

There are wine stains on the corners of the mouth.

She wiped it across her arms, and she was wearing a black tunic dress, lace flooring, graceful and gorgeous, and the lace and decoration at the cuffs looked a little cumbersome.

She had never worn such a fussy outfit.

Guan Luo's mind moved slightly, and when he returned to his senses, Tang Jingcheng had already smashed the wine glass over, he was astute and dispersed, and a cold light from the side quickly stabbed at him, Guan Luo raised his hand to hold it, and the blade cut into the belly of his palm in time.

The dagger was indeed sharp, and Guan Luo had taken a fancy to this when Teng Chong bought it.

The two looked at each other for half a second, and they could smell a strong smell of blood between their noses, and the blood on Guan Luo's palm dripped down.

The people next to him didn't dare to move, because the knife was still held in Guan Luo's hand.

They were close to each other, and they could see the beams of light in their eyes, Guan Luo was still faint, but Tang Jingcheng's eyes were full of ruthlessness.

The girl's ruthless look made him feel excited.

The bodyguards have already rushed over.

"Hiss-" sound, as if the skin and bones were being cut, Tang Jingcheng held back the sour breath in his chest and forcibly pulled the knife out of his clenched palm, and the blood splashed red on the snow-white tablecloth in front of him.

The principals on both sides all stood up with a "whoosh", and the people guarding outside also pushed the door when they heard the movement inside, and the entire general's mansion was alarmed.

One of the bodyguards went up and kicked Tang Jingcheng, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground, her back hit the armrest of the chair next to her, and her body fell down.

Guan Luo saw her raise her hand and tug heavily at the back of her head, and all the hair that had been tied up in a bun was scattered.

"Hold her hand!" He yelled at the bodyguard.

It's a pity that it's too late, Tang Jingcheng came prepared, there was a sharp blade hidden in the bun, and a knife wiped over the snow-white neck was a bloody cut.

Guan Luo only felt that his heart was flatulent, and he rushed over, and Tang Jingcheng had already fallen to the ground.

He also ignored his hand injury, directly picked up the person on the ground and flattened it, and ripped off the button on her chest with both hands, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, including the black wrap on the chest, and the proud chest line rose and fell, representing Tang Jingcheng and breath.

Guan Luo covered the wound on her neck with one palm and pressed the other palm on her chest.

Under the palm of her hand was her beating heart, and the undulating chest line was stained with blood from Guan Luo's hands, which was amazingly white and dazzlingly red.

Tang Jingcheng gasped slightly, holding his eyelids: "I know... I can't kill you...! ”

Guan Luo was so angry with her that his thoughts were confused, and he yelled at her: "That's all you about? ”

Tang Jingcheng laughed, she could still laugh at this time.

"Today is the death day of Qiguan... I can't kill you... At least I can go and see him......" The man on the ground began to convulse as he spoke.

Exercise!

Guan Luo gritted his teeth: "Don't speak!" He turned around and yelled at the people around him: "Come and hold the artery of her heart!" ”

But there was no sound around, and no one dared.

He raised his blood-red eyes, and the crowd retreated, who dared to touch the woman in his arms.

"Ya Yuan, you come!" He shouted at Ya Yuan, who had already squeezed to the front.

Ya Yue was already stupid, and the pestle was there. Tubu Yu.

Guan Luo moved one hand and ripped off the belt on Tang Jingcheng's skirt, pinched it in his hand and glared at Ya Yuan: "If you don't want her to die, come over." ”

Only then did Ya Yu come back to his senses and walk over, Guan Luo ripped him off, and forcibly pressed his hand on Tang Jingcheng's undulating chest.

Underneath is her piping hot skin and undulating chest line.

Ya Lan held her breath, hot air coming out of her nose.

Guan Luo quickly wrapped the belt in her hand around the wound on Tang Jingcheng's neck, fortunately, her technique was not old enough, and the situation was urgent just now, so she did not hurt the carotid artery when she cut it.

It's just that Guan Luo's palm and abdomen were cut too much, and when she bandaged Tang Jingcheng's wound, she was bloodied on her neck.

She lay on the ground, and her consciousness was hazy to see the man's furrowed eyebrows, and at this time she could feel the murderous aura in his eyes, with a strong smell of blood on his body.

The two finally reached the point where they were going to meet each other.

There was a dead silence all around, and only the heavy breathing of Guan Luo and Ya Yu could be heard.

The wound was bandaged, and Guan Luo hugged her to his body.

"Is the ambulance calling?"

"Called!"

He lowered his head to look at the person in his arms, Tang Jingcheng's consciousness had begun to dissipate, and there were tear stains in the corners of his eyes.

"Don't sleep, if you dare to sleep, I'll go and dig up Qiu Qiguan's grave!"

She dimly saw that she heard his roar, and she couldn't help but feel like laughing again, but she couldn't laugh anymore, and gradually fell asleep in Guan Luo's arms......

The ambulance soon arrived, and the doctor carried out Tang Jingcheng, who had fallen into a coma, and Ya Yuan wanted to follow, but he didn't dare.

After the doctor left, the crowd in the hall gradually dispersed, and no one dared to speak.

The meal is finished.

Guan Luo stood up from the ground, his face was a little pale because of excessive blood loss, he stumbled slightly at his feet, and the palm and abdomen that were cut by Tang Jingcheng were already dripping with blood.

"Brother Jiu, your hand..."

Ya Yu stepped forward to remind, but Guan Luo didn't speak, as if the deep wound was not on him, but slowly walked to the place where he was sitting just now, and the dagger that Tang Jingcheng used to try to stab him was lying on the ground.

He picked up the dagger, wiped the blood off it with a tissue, and put it in his pocket.

When he turned around, the whole hall was silent, but Ya Yuan was still standing in front of him in shock.

Guan glanced at him, suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, pulled another tissue from the table and handed it to him: "Wipe the blood." ”

"What?" Ya Yue was inexplicable, until something warm trickled down from his lips, and when he touched his hand, he realized that it was blood.

Nima, nosebleeds.

“……”

"What happened tonight is not to be investigated!" Guan spoke slightly, pulled a square towel from the table sideways and wrapped his hand around.

"Disperse!"

He turned and left, leaving behind a hall full of people who were in disarray and looking at each other.

Outside the hall, there was still lightning and thunder, and the rain had been falling for many days, and it seemed to show no signs of stopping.

The sound of the ambulance was far away.

The General's Mansion is brightly lit.

After Guan Luo left, everyone talked about it, and they had seen a realistic version of "Beauty Assassination", but Guan Luo's reaction was too ordinary, and he didn't pursue it!

Fan Qingyan, who had been watching coldly from beginning to end, stared at a large pool of blood on the ground and smiled, his left hand gently twisting the three remaining fingers of his right hand.

Interesting!