Before dawn, assassins sneaked out of the corner gate of the palace. Trot along the walls of the palace. Ran to the middle of the street where there were no pedestrians, and stood dumbfounded.

Suddenly, the bell rang rapidly, and the carriage that came and went from the palace every day came galloping, and it was about to crash into the assassin.

Seeing this, the seventeen less who followed quietly flew down from the eaves of the roof and lightly stepped aside, stretched out his hand and grabbed the assassin to the side, "Let you die a little farther, this is still within the palace range, and dying in the middle of the street will stain the royal family." ”

The assassin stared at Seventeen's face, "Then where the hell is it?" ”

Seventeen Shao choked for a while, "Die under the wall outside the city gate, and the warriors guarding the city wall can still roll you up with a broken mat and throw you into the pit of the dead." ”

"Oh... Thank you, young master, for informing me..."The assassin turned and walked slowly.

Seventeen looked at the back of the assassin and ran into the alley next to him and came out of the intersection to block the assassin's path.

"You haven't finished your story yet, Young Master Ben is very interested."

The two sat in the morning tea shop that had just opened. Xiao Er put on a drawer of buns and two bowls of rice tea.

The Assassin picked up the bun and stuffed it into his mouth, tearing the scabbed wound at the corner of his mouth again, and the blood stained the white bread, and then swallowed the blood from the side of his mouth.

After a period of gobbling, the assassin stopped and whispered, "The deadline for relocation has arrived, most of the villagers have not left, and the most learned old man in the village wants to negotiate with the officers and soldiers, and suddenly let us leave the land where we have lived for many years, this is not humane." Unexpectedly, the leading officers and soldiers directly cut off the old man's head and hung it at the entrance of the village, saying that this is 'the fate of Diao Min', and no matter how much disobedience is killed! ”

The corners of the assassin's mouth twitched, and blood ran down his jaw from the torn corners of his mouth.

"The villagers in the village moved overnight, I wanted to find another feng shui treasure to relive, but I didn't expect another person to say, the construction of the palace needs a large number of strong men, the people in the village are not allowed to go far, the people have to temporarily live in the nearby cave, this residence is several years, the cottage was demolished and the palace was built, and the villagers did not dare to come out..."

Seventeen Shao rolled his eyes, took out the money bag and concentric lock from his arms, put them on the table, and said loudly, "That's it, you have probably experienced unusual grievances and suffered great suffering in the world, take this money and hang the longevity strand around your neck, let's go." Yesterday, you were fortunately caught by the family, if you were caught by the Imperial Forest Army who escorted Concubine Jing, the corpse would have been cold long ago! ”

The assassin grabbed the money bag and stuffed it on his chest, "The longevity lock has been given to the young master, the Feiliu Waterfall is rich in multicolored stones, and there is no shortage of that thing." ”

The Assassin stood up and left.

"Hey, what's your name?"

The assassin turned around, "The young master let me live, I must be a person who is destined for my life, and I will definitely see you again in the future!" ”

Reflecting the early morning sun, the Assassin smiled, the blood on the corners of his mouth and the swollen bruises on his face particularly clear.

Seventeen Shao couldn't help but laugh too.

The Assassin walked lightly on the road.

"Hey... There is a pharmacy on the left corner of the street..."

"Thanks—" The Assassin turned around and ran quickly.

Seventeen young people picked up the longevity lock and looked at it carefully, and the pattern on the back seemed to be, the word "Yuzhen".

"Seventeenth young master, who is that person?" Xiao Er leaned over and asked.

"Hi... She, the daughter of a martial arts master, yesterday's banquet in the palace, didn't she invite the troupe, so she sneaked in wearing a night walk, isn't this looking for death, she was caught by the Royal Forest Army, she fell down from the courtyard wall, look at that face... Fall..."

"Hahaha, no, what does the young master eat?"

"Another drawer of buns..."

"Okay..."

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