Chapter 55: Like a Fairy Like a Demon.
Autumn is so sinister that it suddenly tied her gentle and her into a grasshopper in a boat.
If she wanted to regret it, it would be impossible.
Qiu Yinong held her deadly handle in her hands.
"Hehe, is it possible that the second aunt and I have made a bloody alliance, do you think you can regret it?" She squinted her eyes at Wen Wan, that look, not angry and self-assured.
If Wen Wan dares to repent, can she still get out of the way?
Wen Wan saw her appearance, swallowed her saliva, and swallowed the words of reproach.
Sitting on the chair, he said helplessly: "Now the entire imperial capital is on alert, if it is found out that you did it, and the entire prime minister's mansion suffers, what do you say?" ”
"Don't worry, but don't say that they don't know who the murderer is, even if it is, no one knows that it's me."
She turned over and covered herself with the quilt, a little tired, and Yin Xian didn't want to say anything.
In the past few days by Fei Liu's side, she has almost stayed by Fei Liu's side, and no one in the Mandarin Duck Pavilion has seen her face, even if she knows that a maid by Fei Liu's side is missing, there is no way to find out.
A person's face suddenly flashed in her mind, that Yao Daguan.
He'd seen her, but he didn't know how much he remembered her.
Looks like she's going to have some plans.
"Autumn is strong, although I want to get what I want, but you'd better settle down and don't set yourself on fire."
Wen Wan is not angry, it is worth dropping a cruel word, and the person who took her left in a mighty way.
Set yourself on fire?
Autumn is thick, and the corners of the lips are curved upward.
She doesn't know if she can burn her, anyway, she wants to use this fire to burn the world.
General Dingxi died in the Mandarin Duck Pavilion, and was broken and his heart was gouged out, which shocked the world, and the imperial capital entered a state of alert for the whole city.
Pedestrians on the streets were dismissed, curfews began, and guards walked back and forth, nervously on guard.
The news came to the palace, and the palace with the eaves was extravagant and luxurious, immersed in the cold of the deep spring, and it looked extraordinarily cold.
The horizontal sword guard Baiyuan returned from outside the palace and walked quickly into a palace.
The hall was silent, there was no light, only a candle that shook in the wind, and the faint light of the fire seemed to be extinguished in the next moment.
This temple will fall into cold darkness again.
"Emperor, Su Dingkang is dead." Momohara stopped at one point and looked up at the man standing in front of the window.
The man was long in sleeves, dressed in a murderous black robe, and the eight-clawed dragon on the black clothes was also a deep black, like an ominous creature with a sinister aura.
Let his whole person be infinitely angry.
"How did you die?"
The words are like cold winter frost, condensing inch by inch, frozen for thousands of miles.
Baiyuan thought about the miserable appearance he saw, and said with a strange face: "The death is like a black snake, he was cut off his left wrist and died by digging out his heart." ”
The man listened, but did not speak for a long time.
The candle was blown up and down by the wind that poured in through the window, and after struggling for a while, it was extinguished at once.
The temple was plunged into a deep darkness, which seemed to be endless.
The man's cold voice drifted softly: "She's back." ”
"Who?"
Inexplicably, Baiyuan reflexively felt a chill down his spine, and an indescribably white cold poured over his head.
"This imperial capital should be restless."
The man turned around slowly, there was moonlight shining in the window, the man's complexion was fair, his phoenix eyes were squinted, and he was infinitely gorgeous, the high nose bridge, and the sharp eyebrows revealed the cruelty of this man's arrogance in the world.
The killing aura flowed in the eyebrows.
The eyes are light purple, like a fairy and a demon, noble and inviolable.