Half of the wooden stake, stiffly on the front chest and back of the peach, blood flowing down the pillar.

The color of blood spreads, and the smell of blood is pervasive.

As soon as the horse that hit the man was stabilized, the man on the horse flew towards him.

The black-clothed people scattered around even gathered around, and one of them shook Futao's tattered body: "Where is the box, say, where is the box?" ”

Fu Tao looked up at the blue-gray sky, and his red eyes bit his tears.

Jiang Xiaoli turned his face away and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

A large group of people gathered around, three layers inside and three layers outside. Outside the crowd, Ding Yi jumped down from the carriage that had not yet stopped, passed by Liu Fu, who was kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, and pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

After a while, she came out and leaned against the wall and vomited.

Passers-by are talking a lot, and the noise is annoying.

In the crowd, one person "snapped" and slapped himself a few times: the horse was ridden by him, and the person was killed by him, if the master knew, his own life would have to be explained here.

He crossed his waist with one hand and patted his head in circles with the other.

"You, go to the Shadow Pavilion and report the truth!"

"You, go and follow the master...... Send a message. ”

Two men in black slipped out of the crowd in different directions.

Jiang Xiaoli heard these words clearly, and on the pillar, there was no light in Fu Tao's eyes.

What needs to be done is always done.

Alas!

She sighed, raised her hand, and the bone whip burrowed into the body of the stake like a snake, shaking it and pulling it again.

A translucent hand came out, and Jiang Xiaoli continued to move after offering an umbrella.

After a while, Fu Tao's soul left her body and floated in the air, looking trance-like.

At this point, she hadn't fully woken up.

To be precise, the original body still has temperature, and the soul will not automatically leave the body. But time is pressing, and Jiang Xiaoli can only start in advance.

At the end, he greeted Ding Yi, who had fallen into prostration, and drove the carriage back to the ink washing building.

"Aren't you going back? Sister" Ding Yi's eyes were red.

"You go first!" She wants to stay and erase the traces, but this time the opponent is a shadowy pavilion, and she can't be careless.

"We ......," Ding Yi's eyes fluctuated, "You mean Fu Tao...... At...... Over here. ”

"Well, hurry back." Jiang Xiaoli patted her on the shoulder, and turned around after speaking.

Ding Yi pulled up his sleeves to wipe away his tears, and urged the coachman to go on the road.

By the time Jiang Xiaoli had done everything and left, Fu Tao's body had already been carried by the group into a private house facing the street - a shop that had been forcibly requisitioned.

She had just left.

A group of men and horses came galloping from the south, and dust and dust were splashed in their path.

The men on the horse had a whip in their hands, and one of them turned over and fell to the ground, and as soon as he stood firm, he fell to his knees on the ground—they did not even dare to take a breath of air, for fear that it was themselves who were unlucky.

This person is the 'eldest prince' who went to the Shadow Pavilion that night. ’

"Where's the stuff?"

He pulled up the collar of the man who was kneeling on the side, and his eight-foot body was so frightened that his whole body was sifted with chaff.

"Back to the eldest son, I searched all over my body...... Not...... Didn't find it. ”

"Didn't find it? And killed people, huh? ”

Enraged, he drew his horsewhip, a whip, and whipped it firmly on the unfortunate bastard.

"Who killed you?" He pointed to a human head.

No one answered at first.

"Say! Say! Say! ”

Again and again, a chaotic whip, the greeting made the man really unbearable, or it was important to save his life.

"Yes...... Mr. Liang ......"

The eldest prince's bruised face turned to Liang Ren, who was kneeling on the ground, and shook his hand to slap him.

Liang Ren's face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's all rubbish, take the stolen goods first and take the people first, and kill the people, who are the things to go to?"

"When the servant heard that the woman had appeared at the tailor's shop, and was anxious to arrest her, he rode his horse and ran over, but who thought that she would run headlong without looking at the road...... Damn the minions! ”

Liang Ren knelt on the ground, bearing the anger of his master's punches and kicks.

The whip was thrown on him with a "whirring" whip, and a "pop" echo sounded in the room.

It was so quiet in the room that no one dared to move or talk nonsense.

At this time.

A tall man walked in with an umbrella.

The black hair is like a waterfall, only lightly bound with a plain rope, the face of the snow-blue robe is becoming more and more pale, the robe is thin and elegant, and the face of the knife is dull.

As he entered the house, he glanced around, and walked toward the corpse as if no one was around.

The eldest prince was tired of beating and threw away the whip, his expression was very helpless. It's as if the punishment was just a bunch of naughty children.

Someone came and ignored him!

"Who, this one?"

"Back to the master, he is the shadow of the Shadow Pavilion, the son of Qiu Que." The answer was Liu Yu, who had been standing silently with his hands down, the eldest prince's most loyal personal servant.

Qiu Que's dark and heavy eyes looked very carefully, ignoring the words of others.

The eldest prince raised his face and glanced at Liu Yu.

Liu Yu immediately stepped up, bowed down and asked, "Young Master Qiu, what can you see?" ”

"The soul is gone!" Qiu Que got up.

Hearing this conclusion, the people kneeling in the place couldn't help but tremble a few times, it was really snowy and frosty.

Liu Yu looked at his master.

"Do you hear me, who am I looking for?" The eldest prince was furious again.

Sure enough, it was another random whip, and it was thrown on whose head, back, waist, and legs......

Liu Yu was so frightened that his steps unconsciously moved back.

Qiu Que watched all this expressionlessly: the waving silver handle, the blackened whip like a poisonous snake's letter, flying up and down.

He seemed to see himself many years ago: wearing silver armor, a strong BMW on his hips, and a swords on his waist, rampage through the huge palace.

Everywhere you go, there will be blood splattered under the knife, and the intestines and lungs will be thrown around.

He used to be so bloodthirsty and violent!

"Laughing, a bunch of useless minions." The eldest prince rubbed his arm.

Qiu Que didn't answer.

The eldest prince gritted his teeth secretly, but he asked for help, and finally he couldn't help it, he looked at Liu Yu with his eyes.

Liu Yu immediately took two steps forward, and his attitude was extremely humble.

"Why is the soul not there, please let the son make it clear."

Qiu Que retracted his thoughts, didn't look at the person in front of him, and only looked at the body lying on the ground.

"Although the death was tragic, it did not hurt the soul."

"As for why he left his body so quickly, there is only one reason, I am afraid that he was picked up."

Liu Yu and the eldest prince glanced at each other.

"Is there a way?"

"The person who picked it up hid his whereabouts very cleanly, and there was no trace at all, and if he couldn't catch someone this time, he would startle the snake, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to find."

"Ah, that?"

"Now there is only one way, wait!"

Qiu Que said as he walked out, obviously no one had left the door yet, and disappeared out of thin air as he walked.

The kneeling person didn't know why, but Liu Yu adjusted his chin in surprise.

"He's just leaving?"

The eldest prince pointed at the door with a horsewhip, and his open mouth was not closed for a long time.

"Wait!"

"Did you hear it, I want Ben Gongzi to wait!"

Naturally, no one dared to answer his question.

So, another wave of annoyance and anger.

With fists and kicks and whistling whips, I don't know who is going to lie in bed for months and can't get off the ground.

"Let me wait! Let me wait! Let me wait ......"

Liu Yu trembled, and every time he twitched, he held on to prevent his cowardly legs from becoming weak, but he was afraid that if he was not careful, the whip would greet him.