Chapter Eighty-Seven: Dare to Hurt Her?
As the young man's hands continued to move, a shaped pattern was gradually drawn on the paper.
Luo Qi looked at the slowly emerging figure, which gradually coincided with the bat mask in her mind, and her eyes darkened for a moment.
After he completely drew the picture, Luo Qi asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Yuan, do you know?" ”
Luo Yuan raised his eyes to the woman's watery eyes and nodded lightly, "Well, he has been to the Tea Hall." ”
After speaking, he paused for a moment, and then added: "Pinmingtang is my power. ”
As soon as these words came out, the room was quiet for a few seconds.
Lu Xue's eyes widened and looked at Luo Yuan with a calm face, is this little kid sure he's talking about fun? Let's mess around!
She turned her head to look at Eleven, and when she saw Eleven nodding at her, she gradually came to believe that it was true.
Fei Ling didn't quite know what the place was in the tea hall, she looked at Lu Xue suspiciously, her face was full of disbelief, and then she looked at Jasmine on the right, and reached out to gently pull her clothes.
"Sister Jasmine, Pinmingtang...... What is it? ”
"Pinmingtang is a teahouse, which gathers the world's famous teas, and is a place where dignitaries and nobles often go. Not only that, but it is located in the important capitals of the Three Kingdoms, and perhaps because of this, it is on another level, a place for collecting information. ”
After Jasmine finished speaking, the light in her eyes flickered a few times as she looked at the boy.
No wonder, he obviously doesn't practice martial arts, but his body exudes a compelling momentum from time to time, presumably because of his long-standing aura!
Her eyes fell on the bat mask on the table, and if it weren't for that, he probably wouldn't have thought of being with them.
Luo Qi wasn't so surprised, she was more concerned about who was staring at them now?
She picked up the painting on the table and handed it to Fei Ling, "Fei Ling, can you make another mask according to this picture, can you make it in an hour?" ”
Fei Ling took it and glanced at the picture, "If you just make a simple model, it should be fine." ”
Luo Qi nodded at her and motioned for her to leave first.
After Fei Ling left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
"Sister, the assassin last night was from the East Palace, but the bat mask he was wearing belonged to Qi Guo."
"Qi Guo's?"
Jasmine's pupils shrank when she heard the word Qi Guo.
"Well, but it hasn't been for ten years." There was a hint of imperceptible nervousness in Luo Yuan's voice.
He didn't know why his sister was targeting, he was a little scared now, afraid that he wouldn't be able to protect his sister.
"Not really, it appeared five years ago."
As soon as Jasmine's words fell, she instantly felt two eyes fall on her.
She gritted her teeth, raised her eyes to look at the woman in white, pursed her lips, and then spoke: "That night five years ago, my family suffered an unwarranted disaster, and a group of people in black suddenly appeared to wreak havoc on my family, and I was the only one in the whole clan who survived because I hid in the rockery. ”
She took a deep breath and suppressed the slight tremors in her body caused by anger, with a bit of hatred in her eyes, "I heard them mention Qi Guo, and their mask that night was in the shape of a bat. ”
After she finished speaking, a mist slowly formed in her eyes, and sensing this, she quickly lowered her head and closed her eyes.
She didn't want everyone to see her embarrassment.
Luo Qi wanted to ask more clearly, but looking at her state, he also knew that it was not suitable at the moment.
She got up and walked in Jasmine's direction, stood in front of her and stretched out her arms and hugged her gently, patting her back with her palm, "It's okay, I'll find out, and none of them will try to escape when the time comes." ”
Luo Yuan watched this scene silently, his fingertips swiped on the table, no one knew what he was thinking?
It took a while for Jasmine's mood to gradually regain its calmness.
"What they are looking for seems to be the treasure map of King Qin......"
"King Qin, treasure map." Luo Qi followed her words and repeated a sentence.
She like, she'd heard of this.
Lu Feng shook his head, "Impossible, that's just a rumor, how can it be taken seriously?" ”
"Boss, I can't be mistaken, what they are looking for is indeed this."
Everyone looked at Jasmine's serious little face, they knew her character, and if it was something unsure, she wouldn't say it.
Lu Xue thought for a while, "But the Locke family doesn't have any treasure maps, so how can they be targeted?" Moreover, the bones ...... water"
Her words came to an abrupt halt, and everyone gradually remembered another point.
From the bone-turning water of the good national wood Luo clan!
Luo Yuan didn't know what the bone water was, he looked at his sister suspiciously, "Sister, what is the bone water?" ”
Only then did Luo Qi tell him one by one the situation that night.
Outside, a few birds jumped on the branches of the big tree, occasionally making a pleasant birdsong.
After Luo Yuan heard the whole thing, he realized that the situation was far more complicated than he imagined.
This not only involves the big country of Qi, but also involves the good country.
He really couldn't think of what their Luo family had to covet.
Seeing his younger brother's wrinkled face, and the whole person looked old, Luo Qi reached out and rubbed his head.
"Xiao Yuan, don't worry too much, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and my sister can withstand it."
She slowly lowered her hand, habitually picking up the jade pendant on her waist and rubbing it.
"Starting from the crown prince, this royal family of Chen Guo has hidden a lot of secrets."
Since the prince himself sent it to the door, let's see who can play whom!
……
At this moment, in the study room of the Xiyuan Palace, a slightly melancholy flute sound came out from inside, which inexplicably made the listener feel dull, as if he was pressed by a big stone in his heart.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute stopped, and the feeling of depression dissipated, and the palace maids and eunuchs outside unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
In the study, the man stood upright in a dark purple robe, holding a small piccolo in his right hand, and tapping the flute little by little with the tip of his index finger, making a faint sound.
It was quiet inside, so quiet that you could hear the sound of people breathing.
In this large study, this silence undoubtedly raises people's sense of tension.
Boogie stood obediently on the sidelines, trying not to make any other sounds.
He glanced at the dark purple figure, then looked at the man in black kneeling in the middle with some sympathy.
Actually, he probably didn't know about this matter, but whoever made him a member of the Situ clan, it was normal for the master to be angry with him.
At this time, Mo Shen turned around, walked to the man in black who was kneeling on the ground, slowly squatted down, picked his chin with a piccolo, and met his eyes, "You Situ clan, dare to hurt her?" ”
The voice was very soft, the speed of speech was deliberately slowed, and every word was fierce.
It's like being in the middle of the woods, being targeted by a wild wolf, and inadvertently killing its minions.