The snowflakes are getting thicker and thicker, and in a few hours, they have reached a depth of half a foot, covering the entire Youlong Mountain Range, and the thousands of peaks in their eyes have turned into several white jade glazed pillars that seem to rise to the sky.

Sun Buer beckoned, and the two bronze medals not far behind him were already aware of it, and he took out the black bracelet ankle with a click, paced forward, buckled Situ Morey's ankles and wrists, and took a closer look, the black shackles were smeared with silver-white powder.

It is the spirit elimination powder, which is made by the prisoners who specialize in soul refining, but anyone who cultivates wears this spirit chain, the tenth layer of spiritual energy of the master of the fifth order of spirit refining will be suppressed by eight layers, and the lower the level, the more ruthless the suppression. In addition, this chain is made of black gold and stone, which is indestructible, and it already has a rejection of aura, and there is nowhere to vent the aura at all, and it is locked to death.

Now that this Situ Morey is wearing this shackle, even if he has the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth, he will not be able to escape this spirit lock. In any case, there is an explanation, and his reputation has been preserved, as for the rest, he is also powerless, Sun Buji thought about it secretly, as if he was relieved a lot.

Ning Que followed behind, a little intriguing in his heart, he didn't want this matter to be so easy to detect, and the turmoil in the court seemed to be unsettled and rising again and again. But these can't be beaten with him, so you don't have to worry about it, just sweep the snow in front of the door and practice well.

As soon as I returned to the capital, whether it was on the streets and alleys, or the eaves in the corners of the walls, they were all covered with snow, and walking in the snow clicked, leaving rows of footprints of different shades.

As soon as he returned to the Yamen, Sun Buer was also busy with official business and had to make a mission, so he disbanded directly without much effort. It just so happened that it was not early, and it was dark, but the white light from the white powder in the snow forcibly slowed down the night a little.

Stroked his belly, he didn't feel too uncomfortable, walked towards the outside of the yamen, a black shadow passed in front of him, the figure was stunned, and he rolled around, looking at the figure that flashed in the laneway, looking at a few touches of snow white on the red tin pillar on one side, with a dart inserted on it, two inches deep, and a piece of paper pierced into the tin pillar.

Ning Que's eyes condensed slightly, he pulled out the dart, opened the paper, and took a slight look, and a scarlet blood flower was stabbed out at the place where he fell, which was the Blood Prison Flower.

And all the words are actually embroidered, "help Situ destroy the emperor's family".

Ning Que crumpled the paper into a ball and swallowed it into his stomach, there were some doubts in his eyes, the natural embroidery, each stroke was thin and weak, revealing a bloodthirsty killing intent, can turn the embroidery into such a powerful killing intent, except for the master, he can't think of anyone?

But why did the master make such a strange move? Could it be that he has a grudge against the Huang family? But with a silver medal the size of a sesame mung bean, what can he do? I guess I also thought that I had just intervened in this bloody case, and maybe I could find something, or play a modest role.

Ning Que's heart is bright, the seemingly inconspicuous small role, if it can be used properly, its effect can change the world, just like the major events in the wheel of history in the previous life, often seeing the big from the small, ring after ring, and finally changing the general trend of the world.

But now, the master's meaning is a little incomprehensible, no, this may be the decision of the Tai Killing Palace. Ning Que speculated, and then shook his head, now that the overall situation has been decided, it is better to wait and see what happens, and help if you can.

The steps under his feet did not stop, stepping on the thick snow, shaking his body, and the snow foam fell like a flutter. Then he patted his shoulders, the bottom of the snow foam was already wet with his robe, and there was an illusion of coolness on his shoulders.

I watched the doors of the houses on both sides of the street closed, and the flickering candles in the house, big and small, bright and dark, printed with a touch of red light. The two figures in the room landed on the window, sometimes curled, sometimes straight, sometimes walking.

Ning Que was a little embarrassed, he was still alone, although he already had some ability, but relatively speaking, there was no ripple in his heart, as if he was alone, without worry, and even a little bit of suicide.

Turning to think of the Tai Killing Palace, thinking of the blood-colored lines tattooed on his chest, he held the sachet on his waist, and ran out a stream of crimson brilliance along the eight veins of the Qi Jing, eliminating the cold qi in his body, and finally settled down.

Straight towards an inn, outside the inn, on the mast, hung three red lanterns, lined up, crumbling in the cold wind, like a bolted fireball, the candle inside is dying, will be extinguished at any time.

Ning Que walked up the steps, looked at the sack in front of the door, stood on it, kicked his feet, and shook the snow on the cloth shoes, leaving only a few traces of wetness, like the pattern of water stains. A stream of hot breath rolled in the body, along the thighs, straight to the ankles, and then a steaming hot breath came out, drying those water stains, and then I was satisfied.

And in the inn, there are a lot of candles, extremely bright, the shadows inside are sufficient, the color of the staggered is endless, and even, the vulgar words are vented out one after another, free and easy, even the news of Youlongshan in the day is gone, the so-called good things do not go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Nei has no scruples about this kind of taboo at all, and has no scruples.

Ning Que pushed the door in, and a cold wind blew the sound in the room, and everyone stopped the wine glass in their hands, and turned their heads stiffly, at first glance, with a bit of caution.

However, after a few breaths of embarrassment, the cold wind blew many people in the room couldn't help but shrink their necks, their eyes glared, and when they found that there was no one behind Ning Que, they finally let go of their hanging hearts and made a big noise. From time to time, there was a burst of scolding, "Ge Laozi, a lonely person, or his hair has not grown, he almost scared Lao Tzu to death, and I thought that the government had come to catch the person who chewed the root of the tongue." ”

"Hmph, whoever says it's not, it's nothing... The hairy guy was taken aback.

Ning Que covered the door, but unexpectedly, the cold wind was good, and it swept directly, and with a bang, the door of the house was wide open, and countless flying snow were like snow-white petals, falling all over the house, turning around, plugging in the door bolt, looking at the men who were a little thinly dressed, and a little vigilant in his heart.

I found a vacant seat, swooped, unleashed the robe that stretched out to my hips, sat down steadily, and walked over with a small second-hand foot, with a look of awe: "Guest officer, what do you need?"

Knock on the table with one hand, serve some meat, and bring some tea.

Xiao Er screamed, and the breeze swept around him, and he was already far away.

On the second floor of the inn, a round table has already been filled, one of them is headed by a man, pinched greatly, the slender blood snake on the neck is under the escaping wine, it looks vivid, a slender knife mark on the neck is exposed, and the wrist is also exposed a little, and the corners of the mouth are teasing: "See, the catch is fast there?"

A group of people all pulled their heads, pulled a section higher, their eyes showed a fierce light, and there was a gangsterism in their gestures, ordinary people would definitely be far away when they saw it, and they were scoundrels and extremely difficult.

A man with a dragon tattooed on his bald head slapped his bear-like thick hands on the iron table covered with cotton cloth, and sneered: "Childe, if you want to die or live, give me a word." ”

"Yes, Childe, a little cub, it doesn't look like two or two pieces of meat, and it's ready to cook in a few clicks. ”

"No, brothers, this person must not be underestimated, although his strength is not good, he is good at fox and fake tiger power, has a bad stomach, and has many tricks. If there's a chance, click. Childe made a throat-slitting gesture, "However, don't expose my existence, do a good job of concealment." ”

stretched out his arm, stopped the reckless man who was about to jump downstairs, and said quietly: "Don't panic now, wait until you get out before you start." ”

If Ning Que saw this person, he would definitely be surprised, this person was an old acquaintance.

Ning Que suddenly raised his head, the murderous aura that rushed at him just now made him feel cold, but in his current position, he could only see the fence on the edge of the second floor, and he couldn't see the reality at all.

got up and was about to pace towards the door, but after thinking about it, he sat down again, looked at Xiao Er who came up with meat, pulled in a few distances, and asked in a low voice: "Little Second Brother, where is the commotion upstairs?"

Xiao Erah lowered his voice, leaned into Ning Que's ear, and muttered: "Childe, the one sitting above is a member of the Crazy Dragon Gang." ”

Ning Que was stunned, his face was a little cold, and after thinking about it, he couldn't think of how the underground forces in the capital would intersect with him?

"No, no, they just have a big table, as if they are saying something to catch the wind and wash the dust for the young master, covering the entire second floor, I don't dare to listen to the specifics, guest officer! You are a fast catcher, and your strength is weak, I advise you to provoke them less, and turn a blind eye!" Xiao Er solemnly admonished.

Ning Que thanked him, his brows furrowed even deeper, almost twisted into a hemp rope, and he couldn't think of what went wrong, how could he get involved with this person from the Crazy Dragon Gang for no reason? Could it be that Yue Laosan was the first thing to do?

After a full meal, his ears were erected, and he heard the foul words on the second floor clearly, but he still had no clue, they were all some miscellaneous things, but the young master's voice was a little familiar, and after the wind and clouds were gone, he looked at the mess on the table, and the oil stains on the large and small broken bones stained the black tabletop.

After paying the silver taels, he walked out unhurriedly, just out of the door of the inn, and when he closed the door, he left a gap leading to the second floor, looked up, and then lowered his head quietly, turned around and left.

The steps were very fast, and in less than a few breaths, they had disappeared into the street.

"Young master, he's gone. A minion bowed down, stepped forward, and said softly.

The smile on Xia Yuanming's face deepened a little, and with a wave of his hand, the minions already knew, and hurriedly went downstairs and ran out of the house.

"Brothers, please, you must kill with one blow, lest he be clever and take the opportunity to escape. The ferocious killing intent in the corners of Xia Yuanming's eyes was revealed, and the corners of his eyes trembled again and again.