Nightstar did not answer him, but sent the children in the house behind the screen, and after telling them to cover their ears and close their eyes, they walked out again.

"They are wicked, but I have no reason to leave the killing and sin to others." As he spoke, he was about to stuff the poison into Zhao Jianren's mouth.

However, the man in red moved one step faster than her, he waved his hand directly, and three darts as thin as cicada wings instantly pierced the hearts of the three people, and the three of them died instantly.

"Little Lang, you don't need to dirty your hands for this kind of person." An understated smile, with a bit of deep tenderness and doting.

"So, why are you helping me? Wouldn't you also dirty your own hands? Night Star looked at him, and there was still a bit of defensiveness in his eyes after all. His appearance, his approach, is actually very unreasonable.

"Because ......" his hands were already stained with blood, one more would not be more, and one less would not be less.

And she, still so clean and pure, he didn't want the blood of these wicked people to stain her hands.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed open, and the guards who came outside saw the scene inside the house, and before they could shout, they were cut by a sharp blade.

"You're too slow to kill."

With one blow, the man in red raised his eyebrows and said with some pride.

Nightstar rolled her eyes, didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and ran out with the children......

The night is deep, and the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

To the north of the capital, a raging fire broke out in the courtyard where the eldest son of the Zhao family lived alone, illuminating almost half of Kyoto City......

Nightstar took the children and got into a carriage with the man in red.

What Night Star didn't know was that as soon as they got into the carriage on their front feet and left here, Ling Qi came here with people on their back feet, and before the fire really burned, Ling Qi picked up a strange syringe from the corpse in the courtyard, as well as some specially-shaped darts, and his face became more and more solemn.

The carriage slowly drove towards the Gongsun Mansion in Kyoto.

At this time, the entire Gongsun Mansion was brightly lit, and the people in the entire mansion were in chaos, just because of the disappearance of Gongsun Xiaoyi.

The night star sent Gongsun Xiaoyi back to the house.

As soon as Gongsun Xiaoyi's mother Jiang Shi saw her, she directly hugged her daughter and cried, and knelt down to thank the night star with gratitude.

Night Star didn't dare to accept this worship, and after helping the people of Gongsun Mansion up, and asking her to help find the rest of the little girls who were trafficked together to their families, they left directly, without even leaving a name.

Walking out of Gongsun Mansion, Ye Xingqi saw the man in red sitting lazily and casually outside the carriage, waving a slender horsewhip in his hand.

The wind blew across his cheeks, with a little elegant, beautiful not like mortals, tilted his head at her, and said with a smile: "Where to go?" Send you back. ”

Night Star was not hypocritical, jumped into the carriage directly, did not enter the carriage, and sat directly next to him, "Do you know the way to Qinghui Pavilion?" ”

"Qinghui Pavilion?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression was inexplicable, "What are you going to do in Qinghui Pavilion?" ”

Night Star thought for a while, and said tentatively: "Find the pavilion master." ”

"And then?"

Nightstar didn't really want to tell him, so he said directly: "Then, there is nothing to do with you, or, you can go and check the traffickers' nest, and when I finish handling my own affairs, I will go with you." ”。

"Ahem, why is Xiao Lang so guarded against me?" The tone was slightly dissatisfied, her good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she looked at her with a look of resentment, "The Qinghui Pavilion Master you are talking about, maybe I know it?" ”