Luo Ning's chopsticks stopped in the air.

He asked, "Who is it?"

Yunke said, "I don't know. He told me to come to this inn and this room. ”

Luo Ning smiled, "He seems to know me well?"

Yunke said lightly, "I was ordered to come over, but I didn't expect it to be you." ”

The water in the pot is boiled again.

Ying Tanxi looked at Yunke and asked, "So, what are you going to do?"

Yunke looked at the boiling red pot and said seriously, "I'm going to have a meal first." ”

......

......

Someone is eating hot pot and singing.

Some people are sorrowful.

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As the saying goes, a few families are happy and a few are sad.

The wind and snow are much smaller than before.

But the snow on the ground was up to the waist.

Huang Chunqiu is still in front of the Nanjun Palace.

He swept the snow, and even with his temper, he couldn't help but curse the sky.

The snowflakes swept out of the palace gate were piled up like a hill.

He looked at the palace, and his eyes suddenly became a little deep.

Because suddenly a red line crossed the air.

But he didn't pay much attention to it.

Because he obviously felt that the man had no ill will towards this Nanjun Palace.

Who could it be?

Maybe it's Her Royal Highness the Princess?

His broom didn't stop, sweeping the snow in front of him.

......

The red line in the air is naturally a blood line.

And that person finally stood in an extremely remote corner of Nanjun Palace.

She was dressed in white, so the red that emerged from her shoulders in the snow was particularly conspicuous.

This is a bamboo curtain.

Ying Tanxi might never have imagined that the assassin would be her.

The bamboo curtain gritted its teeth and did not make any sound.

Ying Tanxi's strength is really strong, but her strength is not weak, even if she can't win, she should be able to retreat with her whole body.

But the sword that appeared in mid-air was something she had to pay to leave.

That person was the legendary disciple of Yi Shuihan, the thirteenth mountain sect elder of the Central Plains Sword Yuan.

Lord of the Thirteen Mountains.

The face of the bamboo curtain showed incomparable hatred.

She just hates Ying Tanxi.

It's jealousy from a woman, it's terrible, and it's terrifying at the same time.

She hates Ying Tanxi's beauty, Ying Tanxi's strength, Ying Tanxi's status, and even the people she likes hate.

Today's shot in the wind and snow, she was just a test to test what her magic skills had reached.

This level made her very satisfied, at least the Demon Lord didn't lie to herself.

But the only thing that displeased her was the boy who suddenly appeared.

This man is a nuisance.

The bamboo curtain crouched down, like a hungry wolf who had been injured and nested in the corner to lick his scars.

Her whole body was buried in the snow, as if only this cold snow could clear her mind.

"You're back?"

A voice suddenly made her just sober and calm mind unclear again.

Tao Yuwen didn't know when he was already standing by her side with the thick snow.

The bamboo curtain was startled, and she responded in a panic:

"I'm back. ”

Tao Yuwen asked expressionlessly, "Where did you go?"

The bamboo curtain hesitated and said, "I'll go, go for a walk on the street." ”

Tao Yuwen looked at her, and there seemed to be infinite anger hidden under the calm in his eyes.

She said calmly, "If it weren't for the recent big move that required the use of people, you would be dead by the action you just did." ”

The bamboo curtain lowered his head in panic, "Old lady, I don't dare." ”

Syllable!

Tao Yuwen raised his hand and slapped the bamboo curtain in the face.

Under the hard and cold air, a blood-red slap mark was reflected on the face of the bamboo curtain.

She lowered her head and didn't dare to say more.

Tao Yuwen asked, "Do you still have me as an old lady in your eyes?"

Her voice trembled, and her hands trembled even more, "How many times have I told you about Tanxi? If you are left there today, do you know what the consequences will be? All the years of hard work and hard work have been in vain." ”

Bamboo curtain bowed his head and said, "I was wrong, old lady. ”

Tao Yuwen shouted, "Is it useful to be wrong? This slap is to tell you that sometimes, many things can't be repeated, we only have this one chance, if it's gone, it's really gone." ”

She looked at Tao Yuwen's head that was almost buried in the snow and said, "Regarding the matter of Tanxi, I don't want to emphasize it to you a second time, if you really want her to die, then I will definitely let you die in front of her." ”

Her tone was cold, colder than snow, and it was unquestionable.

The head of the bamboo curtain is buried in the snow.

She trembled and said, "I see. ”

In the snow, she looked extremely weak and pitiful.

Where is the charm and calmness in front of the demon lord and the domineering in the face of Ying Tanxi?

Snowflakes fell on her bun.

Tao Yuwen suddenly helped her up.

She stroked the slap mark on the bamboo curtain face with her hand, her eyes were distressed, and she said softly, "Child, I just beat you to remember: our goal is Nanjun, not for you to follow your sister to the point of anger, not for you to take the money to hire assassins, you know?"

The bamboo curtain raised her head, and her eyes became cold.

She opened her mouth and said seriously:

"Mother, don't call me a child, I'm just a maid. ”

The distress in Tao Yuwen's eyes was even better, and she said slowly, "If it weren't for the great cause, you two sisters could coexist peacefully, and Tanxi would be happy to have a sensible sister like you." ”

Zhu Curtain suddenly asked seriously, "If the princess you chose for the two children born back then was me, would Tanxi be standing in my position today?"

Tao Yuwen looked at her face and closed her eyes in some pain.

She gently touched the face of the bamboo curtain with her hand, "This is fate." ”

This is indeed fate.

No one knew that Tao Yuwen had given birth to two daughters back then.

The one who came out first was my sister, and the one who came out later was my sister.

Whereas.

It was only the younger sister who was carried out of the house, and she became a princess.

The one who stayed in the room was my sister, so she became a tool between Tao Yuwen and the Demon Sect.

All the honors that my sister enjoys have a corresponding pain in her sister's body.

Tao Yuwen looked at the vast white snow in the sky, sighed softly, and said, "When the Demon Lord takes down Nanjun, the thing he promised me is completed, and we can live in peace." ”

There was no joy or sorrow on the face of the bamboo curtain.

She looked at the wind and snow calmly, without complaining or complaining.

Because she has been a maid for more than ten years.

Her face was covered with frost, like a mask.

It's just that she has been wearing this mask for more than ten years.

If you don't pick it again, you really can't pick it off.

......

......

Inn.

The stove gradually went out.

Because they are full.

I can't eat anymore.

Ying Tanxi's face had a perennial smile.

She looked at Yunke and teased and said, "I have a lot of money, do you want to help me kill it back?"

Yunke looked at Luo Ning, who was sitting on the bed without saying a word, and said seriously, "He still owes me a lot of money, you should help him pay it back." ”

Ying Tanxi said angrily, "When I hired you to kill them, not only did you not kill them, but you became a gang with them, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet." ”

Yun Ke said thoughtfully, "If I really kill him, do you have to kill me now?"