"Then, do you want me to die too?" Jun Evil Mark asked.

Feng Xuetian shook her head, "No, I don't want Brother Ajin to die. I just want the bad guys to die. ”

With tears in his eyes, he hugged Jun Demon's arm, afraid that he would leave him in the next second.

"Okay, let the bad guys die." Jun Evil Scar responded, looked at the hugged arm, flicked her forehead, and pulled out.

"You're still as naughty as you were when you were a child," he stood up and looked around, "I'll go back and deal with those things in the palace first." ”

It was the first time that Feng Xuetian was holding Jun Xieji's arm like a child, and he pulled it out, thinking that he was dissatisfied with something, and it turned out that he wanted to go back to deal with those things in a hurry.

"Then, Brother Scar, go ahead."

Jun Evil Scar pinched Feng Xue's little nose, "Remember to discuss with me if there is such a thing in the future." ”

Jun Evil Mark is gone, and he walks away with a smile. Feng Xue's smile stopped before Jun Xian found a good mark and froze on his face.

Only she knew in her heart that his laughter was not for her, but because of Murong Xuetian, and he would smile at her if he regarded her as Murong Xuetian.

The teacup on the table was already cold, and it was time to change the pot, but she didn't.

After taking a sip, the tea is like a cold spring in winter, flowing into the bottom of my heart and permeating the coolness.

Honghong looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad." ”

Floated away and left here.

The branch that had been flying around before fell to the ground with a "snap" after Honghong left.

No matter how surprised Ren Fengxue was, no one cared about her now, picked up the branch, ran to the small kitchen and threw it into the stove and burned it to ashes.

Honghong followed Jun Evil Mark until he was almost out of the gate of the villa, only to see two people carrying a wooden box coming in from the outside. Seeing Jun Evil Scar, he was a little flustered.

"What's inside?" The cold air sounded, and now he was more like a ruthless king.

Standing in front of these two people is the kind of person who can decide life and death, and the two Xiao Si were frightened by his momentum, and their legs kept shaking.

They all forgot to answer him.

Regardless of whether they were really scared or fakely afraid, Jun Evil Mark directly tore open the cloth covering the box, and opened the box directly with one hand.

Inside were the same shape of the ancient pattern short swords, each short sword was only the length of the index finger. Jun Evil Mark took out a short sword from it and covered the box.

"Let's go."

The two Xiao Siru were released, carrying the box and not even daring to say a word of thanks, and ran with all four legs as fast as they could in their lives.

After the two of them left, Jun Evil Mark took out the short sword, which turned out to be the same as the sword on the chest of the assassinated minister.

With a slight pinch of his fingertips, the sharp short sword turned into ashes.

Honghong went back and told Murong Xue what she had done and what she had seen in the past few days. But the interesting thing, he couldn't finish talking about it for three days and three nights.

"Not only did you let Jun Evil Scar know about your existence, but you also turned her villa upside down?"

Although I don't agree with Honghong's approach, I still appreciate his behavior, so I don't blame him.

Honghongle nodded happily, and took out a reddish seed from her head, "Sister, what do you think this is?" ”

Murong Xue took the seed and looked left and right.

A light appeared horizontally in front of Murong Xuetian, glowing with streamers, virtual and real, it could penetrate things and show in front of people's eyes.

"Sister, stand back a little and wait until he plays." Good red enthusiastic reminder.

Murong Xue nodded, and was also very curious about what this little ghost had recorded.

When I looked back, the black lines on my head, the source of the playback, and the seeds were hit on the ground by her.

"That's what you call good?"

It's just a color thing, red and red. There is such a habit, as a person of her, should she teach him a lesson and let him get rid of this bad habit.

Honghong cherished the seeds, put them in her hair, and said aggrievedly:

"I didn't want you to have that bad woman's handle in your hands."

Honghong said, when the head was slapped with a palm, "Wow wow wow wow ......"

He didn't know what he had done wrong, why the master was so angry, it was a bad woman, all bad women!

The more you cry, the louder you cry, the louder you cry, to express your inner grievances.

Murong Xuetian decided not to back down by half a point, there is nothing to talk about this matter, if you don't study well at a young age, what kind of mess will you learn.

"You're crying, you're crying! Even against her, I wouldn't use such indiscriminate means. ”

She has always done things above board, and this kind of low-level thing is too corrupt to the worldly atmosphere and destroys people's hearts.

"Woooooooooo......oo That woman is so bad, why are you helping her? What kind of people should be used to deal with them.

Did you know that the woman had dug a tunnel that led to your house? You bad woman, what kind of morality do you compare with her?

Hmph, don't ask me for help in the future, bad woman, bad woman! ”

Honghong threw the seed down and walked away in a rage. This stinky woman actually scolded him for that bad woman, saying that his methods were despicable and indiscriminate.

Did she think her methods were good? Framed and framed, the wicked sue first, what can't she do?

Only the governor is allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps, why should she, hum, don't beg me in the future!

Wherever Honghong goes, there will be flowers and trees that will suffer. Or they were inexplicably broken branches, or they were uprooted, or they were suddenly burned to ashes.

"Alas~" There was only a long sigh left in the palace, and the seeds that were left on the ground began to sprout secretly, and the roots of the seeds fell into the cracks in the floor.

Just wait for the day when the rain will be watered and it will blossom and bear fruit completely.

Because the mysterious assassination has not been thoroughly investigated until now, no one who has been invited into the palace is allowed to leave. Murong Xuetian has also been in the palace for a few days.

Spend the whole day in boredom, and of course she won't let herself be left without something to do. So, he began to sweep every palace in the palace, or the treasury.

In just a few days, these valuable things that have lost the concubines have been emptied by her. She also picked up the good things in the treasury and took them.

Her principle is to leave the sky and the earth to leave air, that is, not to leave anything of value for the bad guys.

She had always thought of herself as a cautious person, but she heard something terrible from Honghong's mouth, that there was a secret passage here that she didn't know.

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