The lake was cold, several corpses were floating on it, Wei Xuan was anxious, looking at the white-faced man under the painting boat, the thief grabbed the white-faced man's head, hit the painting boat, and pressed into the lake water along the way. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's over, it's over, the position of the assassin is not guaranteed, and maybe it will cost his life." Fang Cai was already dodging and fighting, and drank some wine, which would jump directly into the lake, and then there was such a stimulus as a scene under the painting boat in the distance, Wei Xuan's head fainted, and he almost fell into the lake.

On the painting boat, people are already in chaos, it seems that someone fell into the lake, at this moment Lai Lian is saving, the boat is just a figure shaking, and you can't see the people next to you.

"You are high, you can't catch your Lao Tzu, it's the same with you to resist your fate, you surnamed Yang deserve to die, there is no good person, I will avenge those people who died unjustly in the ditch." The weapon in his hand had already been thrown out, and at this moment the thief grabbed the white-faced man's neck and pounded the water under his feet, while pressing his head into the lake.

Gollum ...... prosperous

Scratching his hands and feet, the white-faced man poured a few mouthfuls of water, his face turned red, his eyes were soaked in water, and they both became red, and he grabbed the head of the thief with one hand, and suddenly hugged the head of the thief like a sticky skin.

Dead, don't let go.

"Let go." At this water level, the lake was no longer above the top, and it was a foot deep, and the thief shook his head and was taken into the lake.

After breaking free twice, seeing that he couldn't break the white-faced man's hand, the thief immediately understood, and instead of breaking the white-faced man's hand, he sank directly into the lake.

Able to hide all the way from the lake to approach, the water nature is not bad, the thief grabbed the white-faced man, and the two sank in the lake.

The bubbles rolled, and the white-faced man couldn't hold his breath, his mouth opened, and the lake water poured in.

Feeling the trembling struggle of the white-faced man, the thief's head grasped it tighter, making it unable to move.

When he came, he didn't want to go back alive.

The Tongji Canal was excavated, the family was ruined, Wang Huiluo hid the bodies of his wife and children, and went south, voted for Maitreya Buddha, looking for such an opportunity, that is, to die, but also to let the Yang family be buried together to avenge his wife and children.

The struggle in his hand seems to be smaller, soon, soon, soon, Wang Huiluo said in his heart. It was originally a closed eye, but this will be open, he suddenly wants to take a look, the prince and the grandson, when he dies, what is the difference between ordinary people like him?

Will it really become a dragon?

But when he opened his eyes, he was disappointed, the white-faced man had bubbles in his mouth, his face was painful, and he did not turn into a dragon.

Wang Huiluo felt very happy, he killed the prince Wang Sun, an ordinary person, holding a hoe and eating rice bran on weekdays, but he actually killed the nobles who were clothed in brocade clothes and ate polished rice, which was really happy.

Thinking of this, Wang Huiluo's hand tightened even tighter, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a person, but hope and hope.

But the next moment, Wang Huiluo felt a tingling sensation on the side of his waist, and then the strength of his body seemed to be hollowed out, and the hand that was hoop in was also loosened, and the white-faced man was pulled out.

The body sank into the lake, Wang Huiluo stretched out his hand, trying to grab the white-faced man, but his arm was stiff, and he only touched the slippery clothes on the brocade clothes.

"Is there anything wrong, can you still exhale?" Chen Ping had been waiting, next to the painting boat, estimating the opportunity, from Wang Huiluo sideways, the dagger passed into his waist and abdomen, spending the least amount of strength, killing the thief head, this dagger pierced into the painting boat, holding the chest and abdomen of the white-faced man with one hand, squeezing.

The white-faced man spat out two mouthfuls of water and took a few sharp breaths.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." The white-faced man waved his arms, then grabbed Chen Ping's bun with one hand and tugged at it.

"It's okay, the thief is dead." Chen Pingdao.

The white-faced man paused when he heard this, looked around, and then suddenly hugged Chen Ping and cried.

Your sister, Lao Tzu's orientation is normal, don't take the opportunity to take advantage of me.

Chen Ping cursed secretly in his heart, at this time, the two guards approached, and Chen Ping pushed the white-faced man over with his hand.

Wei Xuan, who was in a hurry to jump into the lake before, was now supported by two guards and leaned towards the shore of the lake. The bun was scattered, covered with water stains, and I couldn't stop coughing, and I couldn't think of water, so I choked a few times in a panic.

On the shore, Wei Xuan immediately knelt in front of the white-faced man and confessed: "Xiuyuan had a private banquet, but let the thieves mix in, disturbing the King of Qi, the minister deserves death, please punish the King of Qi." ”

King of Qi.

Chen Ping glanced at Wang Shiyun, this guy's life is really hard, he is actually not dead, it's a pity.

At this time, the only person who can be called the king of Qi is Yang Guang's second son, Yang Yun. It's a bit of a surprise, but it's within the conjecture.

"Do you know who these are, and why did they stab me?" Yang Xuan also came to his senses at this time, and the aura of crying before was swept away, but he didn't blame Wei Xuan, but his face was not very good-looking.

Wei Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the guard beside him, the guard immediately understood, and pushed a thief to approach, Wei Xuan said: "There are fifteen thieves, fourteen have been conferred, and the rest of them have been captured alive." When they are brought back to the state capital, they will be severely tortured, and the rest of the gang will be wiped out. ”

"In the state capital, there are actually thieves who can be mixed in, Wei Thorn History, in Yangzhou, there are still many thieves. Some time ago, Chen County ordered the arrest of a group of thieves who wanted to rebel. It's only been a long time before there are so many people again. Father's southern tour, there is such a thing in this state, the military government is set up, it seems that it is not nonsense, Chen County Order is quite prescient. Yang Jun glanced at Chen Ping.

This time, if it weren't for Chen Ping, Yang Yan would probably have been poisoned by thieves, and he was grateful to Chen Ping.

"Yes, before Your Majesty's southern tour, I will definitely exterminate the thieves in the state." Wei Xuandao.

The painting boat was close to the shore of the lake, and several maids ran down in a panic, saluted Wei Xuan, and cried: "Wanniang fell into the water." ”

"What?" Wei Xuan almost fainted, "Where is it, take me to see it." ”

The group ran to the painting boat again in a panic, and on the board of the front boat, there was a young girl, wet, no movement, and several waiting maids were kneeling on the side, sobbing incessantly.

The girl is Wei Xuan's little daughter, fifteen years old, slim and elegant, and it is the time to grow up.

"What's going on, isn't Wan Niang on the boat? How did you end up overboard? Wei Xuan pushed away a few maids, and when he came closer, he stared at Wei Wan's face, lost his soul.

Wei Xuan loved such a daughter very much, and he went from Beijing to Yangzhou to work, and only brought Wei Wan by his side.

I take care of it in every way on weekdays, but I didn't think about it, but I suffered this bad luck.

A group of maids were so frightened that they couldn't speak, and when they saw Wei Xuan getting angry, they cried even louder, and no one could say anything clear.

"The thief threw a long knife up, Wan Niang was frightened, fell into the water, and was out of breath when she was rescued." Lai Lian said from the side, his expression gloomy.

The two families knew each other, and Lai Lian came this time, also looking for Wei Wan, Wan Niang fell into the water, Lai Lian immediately jumped down, but it was still late.

"What are you doing?" Just when everyone was mourning, Wang Shiyun suddenly pointed at Chen Ping, his face was wide open, and he was surprised, "People are dead, do you still want to do bad things?" (To be continued.) )