In the eastern suburbs of Linzi, there is an unnamed stream.

Nie San was squatting on the bank, holding the cold stream water and putting it on his face, the cold that penetrated into his bones made him shiver, and the whole person was a lot more sober.

And beside him, there is a white grimace mask!

He is a member of the "grimace", but he is the lowest status and least appreciated. As cannon fodder, he himself thinks that it is a miracle that he has survived until now.

He was mixed in with the killers when Taiqingguan assassinated, but he always took "safety first" as the criterion, and he didn't charge forward desperately, and he didn't even see Tang An's appearance. He has always disdained to do such things as killing people and stealing merit - there are "four grimaces" pressed on it, how can a little minion like them come out? For that little reward, why pin your life to your waist?

People who are not greedy tend to live longer. So many of his colleagues have turned into loess, but he can enjoy the fragrance of the morning air.

But what made him depressed was that in the past two days, the new leader didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, and he went crazy and made all the "grimaces" look for people all over the city. Nie San once wondered if this guy named Tang An was the wife who played with the ghost thorn - apart from being cuckolded, he really couldn't think of anything else that would make the ghost thorn so angry.

This aimless search has reached its peak since last night.

All the "grimaces" poured out of the nest, and if no one was found, no one could rest. For two days in a row, Nie San hadn't slept at all, and the whole person was about to be unable to hold on.

Fortunately, after turning Linzi City upside down, the ghost thorn who still had nothing to find finally aimed at the city. And he happened to be the one who was fortunate enough to come to search.

Without the supervision of his boss and the staring of his companions, Nie San breathed a long sigh of relief. He knew that he was much luckier than those who were still in the city.

The morning sun was rising, soothing the cold of the night, and wave after wave of sleepiness hit, making him open his mouth and yawn, leaning lazily on the back of a big stone, and immediately preparing to dream of Zhou Gong.

As for the task - damn it, the east is the Jixia School Palace, and the west is the heaven and earth net, so how could Tang An choose to hide in this kind of place unless he is a fool?

But as soon as he closed his eyes, Nie San suddenly heard a burst of laughter.

Over the years of being a killer, vigilance has become a habit. Nie San suddenly opened his eyes and secretly glanced out.

In the distance, two men walked side by side from the direction of Fengming Mountain, chatting all the way.

Originally, it was understandable that the students of the school palace went down the mountain and went out of the city, but the rules of the Jixia School Palace were strict, and all students were required to wear palace clothes. And these two casually dressed men are obviously not in the ranks of being restrained.

The mountain paths are clinging to the grass and trees, and the meandering springs are murmuring.

The freehand picture has become the best cover, and Nie San, who was hiding behind the stone, was secretly curious in his heart, not knowing what kind of character came down from the mountain. But when the two of them came from far to near, Nie San was a little distracted.

People who can be killers always have very good eyes. Just imagine, if your superiors give you an assassination mission, and you have been dormant for a long time, but because you can't see the target clearly because of your myopia, you will still be ambushed.

And when he saw Tang An's appearance clearly, he secretly thought about it in his heart, and always felt that this person looked very familiar.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the scroll he was carrying in his arms, gently took it out and compared it carefully, and was shocked to find that the person was actually the target of this hunt.

Tang An!

Nie Sanzhen didn't know if his luck was too good or too bad, he obviously wanted to hide his merit and fame, but God seemed to be very partial to himself. The character who others couldn't find when they dug three feet into the ground actually broke into their sight alive!

He clearly remembered that there was a woman in white beside Tang An, and the ghost hand and ghost king in the "Four Grimaces" were taken away by that woman as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and changed from a powerful ghost in the eyes of others to a real lonely ghost. Having such a peerless master by his side is enough to prove how dangerous this man named Tang An is.

With Nie San's temperament, he would have continued to pretend to turn a blind eye based on the principle of "safety first", but now this road is no longer possible.

If Tang An entered the city through the east gate, and he was in charge of searching the eastern suburbs, whether he had the slightest warning, what was waiting for him would be the thunderous wrath of the ghost thorn.

He will surely kill himself, in the most cruel way!

Nie San swallowed his saliva, tremblingly took out a "Ascension Monkey" from his arms, turned his heart sideways, lit it with a fire fold, and waded across the stream without looking back, and rushed into a small forest.

"Whoosh-smack!"

A shrill sound sounded in the air, and the "Ascension Monkey" drew a straight trajectory, bursting in mid-air, and exploded into a purple-red cloud.

Tang An looked at the beautiful smoke with interest and said with a smile: "Who came to set off fireworks early in the morning?" ”

Xu Xian pointed to the black figure that ran into the woods quickly, and said with a lewd smile: "Look at that person, such a monkey rushed into the forest, there must be a beautiful woman inside." In my opinion, he must have done it deliberately to win the girl's heart. This place is deserted, and it is a lonely man and a widow, and the sky is thundering, are you afraid that the chick will not obey? What a trick for this boy! ”

Fuck, it's my own speculation, but it's as if it's true. It turns out that Brother Xu has been suffering from very serious paranoia, which is really pitiful.

Tang Anxin scolded in his stomach, but he laughed and agreed: "Brother Xu is really a sentimental person, it seems that he doesn't do this kind of thing, right?" ”

"Ashamed, ashamed." Xu Xian's old face flushed, and he looked up at the red mist that was slowly fading, but found that the mist was still thick, and it was obviously not as simple as ordinary fireworks.

Xu Xian frowned, and hesitated: "Brother Tang, how do I think this doesn't seem to be fireworks, but like a signal?" ”

"Signal?" Tang An blinked, his face suddenly changed, and he asked, "What kind of clothes is that person wearing?" ”

Xu Xian also realized that something was not quite right, and thought for a while: "It seems to be ...... Dressed in black......"

Black clothes, put a signal, 煞西, avoid traveling, grimace......

A few words lingered in his mind, Tang An's face was like earth, and he frowned: "Brother Xu, we seem to be in trouble......

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Tongji Inn.

Xia Yu panted and ran to Liu Tingge's house, covered his undulating chest and said, "Tingge, the people from the Great Qi Rite Department are here, saying that they want to take us to Dongque Palace!" ”

"I see."

Liu Qingge's pretty face has no joy or sorrow, and her voice is indifferent.

As her close friend, Xia Yu knew that she had been worried these days, and she didn't think about tea and dinner for the sake of that uneasy man.

Such a Liu Qingge will naturally not be Feng Zhiyao's opponent. Rather than losing face in front of the entire Qi State and never being able to raise his head to be a man from now on, it is better to let go as soon as possible.

At the very least, she can still retain the face of "the first dancing girl of the Tang Dynasty".

Xia Yu had even thought of a persuasion, but the moment she pushed the door open, she found that Liu Tingge had changed!

She swept away her previous depression and changed into a bright red dance dress, gorgeous and noble. Sitting in front of the bronze mirror and dressing up, her waist was no longer wilting, but straight, and her beautiful eyes were full of war.

Because of Tang An's letter, her high heart finally let go.

She knew that Tang An was still alive; She knew that he would come to cheer her up; She knew that her heart was alive again.

Unloaded the burden in his heart, Liu Tingge finally regained his confidence and entered a very mysterious realm.

I don't feel sad or happy for external objects, I don't move because of emotions, I don't remember dance steps, I forget my skills, I just want to stretch my limbs to the fullest, and interpret the ultimate of beauty with silent language.

That's the crowning state of a dancer!

There is no obsession with realizing Feng Zhilan's dream, and there is no fame to make trouble. Today, she is just a dancer who is obsessed with dancing, and she just wants to have a good fight with the top masters, and dedicate a hearty performance under the witness of the whole world.

Success or failure, recklessly!

Liu Tingge, who radiated endless battle spirit, made Xia Yu slightly stunned, and said: "Dumping Song, you...... You're ......."

Liu Tingge squeezed her two seductive lips on the big red rouge, and smiled when she heard the words: "I'm fine, and I have never felt better than now, have I?" ”

"Yes...... But...... You and Tang An ......" Xia Yu's thinking was a little confused, and he didn't even know how to express himself. Liu Tingge's full-blooded resurrection certainly made her happy, but she was also confused.

"Since the people from Qi are here, let's go. I can't let others wait for a long time, and criticize my Datang woman for not knowing etiquette. ”

Liu Tingge stood up and walked out calmly.

Every step is confident and vigorous, and every step is thunderous!

"As for Tang An......" A trace of tenderness flashed on Liu Tingge's face, and he muttered: "I will be his pride!" ”

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The business of Qingsheng Bun Shop has always been very prosperous, because the buns here are thin and filling, and the prices are fair.

But today, the owner of the bun shop is frowning – because there is only one table of customers on the huge second floor.

The ghost thorn was sitting by the window at this time, with six snow-white buns in front of him, as well as a plate of pickles and a bowl of steaming millet porridge.

Six ghostly servants with grimace masks stood respectfully with their hands behind their backs. Occasionally, a few guests stepped up the stairs with their food, and as long as they saw the formation, especially the bronze dagger hanging from their waists, they would always run away with great interest.

The ghost thorn sent the bun into his mouth, biting out a crescent-like semicircle, the brown meat filling mixed with the scent of green onions, and let him close his eyes and enjoy it silently for a moment. But people who can't see with their eyes always have very bright ears.

The streets were full of people, and the sound of gongs and drums was endless, so that the ghost thorn, who was used to hiding quietly in the dark and giving the target a fatal blow, frowned unconsciously.

He knew that today was the day of the decisive battle between the two dancing girls, and the spacious Sage Street downstairs was the only way for Liu Tingge to go to Dongquetai.

Suddenly, there was a deafening shout in the street—it was the sensation caused by Liu Qinge's sedan chair from far and near.

The people who regarded this event as the grandest festival in Qi got up early in the morning, blocked the streets, and waited excitedly for Liu Tingge to pass by, wanting to witness the demeanor of the first dancer of the Tang Dynasty.

The shouts resounded in the sky, and the reminder of the welcome team "the court sits in a sedan chair, quickly avoid" was quickly drowned out.

The ghost thorn has the best view, but it is not interested in appreciating beauty. He just glanced lazily at the palanquin that was struggling to squeeze through the crowd, and sighed slightly.

Liu Tingge has already traveled, proving that time is running out for him. If he couldn't find Tang An again, he had no doubt that Xie Yuan would definitely do what he said - he would definitely kill himself!

The ghost thorn has seen a bright future, and he doesn't want to be the shortest-lived "ghost king". But the treacherous Tang Town Xihou seemed to be in the sky, so he tried his best, but he had to accept the fate of returning in vain.

Tang An, Tang An, where the hell are you? Hurry up and let me kill you, and if you are free, I will be free.

"Look, sir!"

Just as he was thinking about his thoughts, one of the six ghost servants on the right stretched out his finger and pointed to the east.

Curiously, the ghost thorn followed his finger and found that the sky on the outskirts of the eastern city lit up with a cloud of purple-red smoke that represented the person who had found the target!

The ghost thorn forgot to chew, and a sudden burst of ecstasy welled up on his ugly face, and he laughed almost sickly.

"Hahahahaha! Ahh ”

The six ghost servants didn't understand why he was smiling so happily, but they didn't dare ask.

Laughing enough, the ghost thorn put the grimace mask on the table back onto his face, and said in a trembling voice: "Inform all the ghost servants and rush to the eastern suburbs at full speed!" We...... Let's go kill together! ”