Blood Killing Pavilion, this well-known killer organization on the rivers and lakes has a characteristic, all killers must tattoo blood-colored flowers at the little finger, Manzhu Shahua has the most powerful killer tattoo in the organization, followed by peony, and what makes Qin Lan panic is that these little fingers are tattooed with blood-colored flowers, the crimson blood stains the fine green sandalwood, the little finger is broken out of white bones, the incision is smooth and flat, at first glance, it doesn't suffer much, it was cut off directly...

Qin Lan's hands were shaking, "She, she knows." Ruxin was so frightened that she couldn't even scream, covered her mouth, and retched vigorously on the ground. Qin Lan, who was still in the ancestral hall, didn't even dare to shout loudly, let alone call someone to clean it up, she woke up with a slap in the face, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't go quickly, put... Get rid of this box! After that, he quickly silenced, looked left and right to see that the ancestral hall guard was not there, and immediately pushed Ruxin out to deal with the "gift" of this box. Ruxin crawled, wanting to scream but even more afraid of her young lady, staggered out, picked up the box and left quickly.

As soon as Ruxin left, Qin Lan was discouraged, and suddenly fell to the ground, staggering, viciously, "Qin, with, sparse." "Yes, it was Qin and Shu who bought the murder, but so what, this is Qin and Shu's deserved, and if she didn't die, it would be her fate! Half of the top killer organizations she bought with her net worth sent top killers to risk their lives to kill people in the palace, but she didn't expect that Qin and Shu would still escape! Why is she, why?! Qin Lan swept all the melons and fruits enshrined in the ancestral hall to the ground, exhaled heavily, the green muscles jumped violently, and after a while, the heavy breathing disappeared, Qin Lan knelt on the futon of the ancestral hall uprightly, her expression was calm and gentle, and her temperament was gentle and decent.

If it weren't for the melons and fruits rolling down the ground and the broken plates, who would have thought that the gentle and generous lady Qin Lan just now would be as hideous as a ghost.

Under the moonlight, outside the ancestral hall, a little finger tattooed with Manzhu Sawa stayed quietly in the soil, white bones, extremely weird.

A cloth shoe worn by an elder quietly stepped on the grass, and the hand covered with vicissitudes of life picked up his fingers, and by the way, he smoothed the blood stains on the grass, and the voice sounded like the vicissitudes of time, "Lan girl's work is still too tender, and it is still not hot." "It's ruthless, the girls around me can't do it, and they lack experience.

The old man made a gesture and lightly ordered, "The vicinity of the ancestral hall of the Qin Mansion was burned tonight due to the negligence of the guards, understand?" ”

The man in black knelt on one knee, and after receiving the order, he arched his hand, and disappeared without a trace as when he came.

The moon is indeed good tonight, and the crooked moon is like a sickle that harvests human life, a sickle stained with blood.

In the middle of the night, the Qin ancestral hall caught fire, Qin Lan, the lady of the Qin family, was rescued by a thrilling situation, and the maid Ruxin was burned to death.

Here, Su Sishao, who was sleeping in a daze, was awakened by the firelight, and the Su Mansion was adjacent to the Qin Mansion, which was also the old mansion of the century-old hairpin family. In order to often go out over the wall to find Qin and Shu to play, Su Sishao's courtyard was very close to Qin's mansion, after Su Sishao was awakened by the firelight, he scolded secretly, his brain was down for a moment, and he muttered, "Qin and Shu!" Suddenly woke up, "Qin and Shu." "Qin and Shu are still inside! The body is always faster than the brain, and when the wall is skillfully climbed, the brain finally functions normally, and the lovely Su Sishao rode on the wall and scratched his head, "Oh, Qin and Shu are still in the palace." After reacting, he crawled back to his room like no one else, hugged the pillow and slept on his back, the flames of Ren Qin's Mansion could no longer affect him in the slightest, and for a while, the sleeping Young Master Su suddenly cried a little, and flattened his mouth, "Qin and Shu, Qin and Shu!" You can't die, you can't die! A crystal tear ran down the corner of his eye.