Jiang Zebei thought of what she said.

The young man's indifferent eyes looked directly at Chen Mengtian and said what he thought.

"Zhu Ziyue died of his injuries after this incident, there will no longer be a prince of the Zhu family here, and there will be a young man named Zhu Ziyue in the Huwei Dart Bureau of Luoyang City.

He has no father or mother, is an orphan, grew up in the director of the Dart Bureau, and studied at the Yashan Academy in Luoyang City. ”

Jiang Zebei said this calmly.

The meaning of this is to cheat death, steal beams and change pillars.

Chen Mengtian has to admit that this is the best way for now.

But she doesn't know much about this Tiger Dart Game.

I only remember the last time I heard Jiang Zebei mention it, it was when I was selling ginseng.

"Are you talking about a safe game? There won't be any surprises, right? ”

Jiang Zebei pursed his lips and said, "When my father and mother were alive, I had a close relationship with Ji Xiaoyun, the dart head of the Huwei Dart Bureau, and I had a good relationship.

When my father passed away, I also mentioned that if I have any difficulties, I can go to the Huwei Dart Bureau, and they will definitely do their best to help me. ”

"It's the best, as long as it's reliable and safe, Zhu Ziyue's injury is fine, my suggestion is to send him away as soon as possible, and the household registration certificate should be destroyed as soon as possible.

Since Zhu Ziyue is "dead", then he must make an appearance and not find any clues for others. ”

"It's nature." Jiang Zebei's hands were clenched into fists, and his tone was heavy.

Seeing that his expression was serious, his immature face was full of dark color.

It suddenly occurred to her that this was only a teenager of twelve or thirteen.

A child of this age is still a treasure of his parents in modern times.

How many people are twenty or thirty, or mom bao.

Comparing the two by two, Chen Mengtian felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

This is the first lesson in their lives.

It's just that the price paid is too heavy.

But they have encountered things that ordinary people may never encounter in their lifetime.

Although they are still some distance away from death, this torture will be imprinted on their hearts forever.

"You can sleep too, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Chen Mengtian stood up and walked out the door.

When passing by Chen Qishan, he also said the same thing.

She left the room under the watchful eyes of the two teenagers in the room, and closed the door from the outside.

Standing at the door, she didn't leave immediately.

Instead, he bent down and lifted his dress up.

At the fruit of her foot, a golden needle pierced into the flesh of her skin.

This was when she felt that her body was not quite right, and she had to do it in order to treat the three teenagers soberly.

Chen Mengtian pinched out the golden needle pierced in the Shen pulse acupoint with his fingers.

I stood there for a while, but I didn't feel any discomfort in my body.

There was no time before, when he saw Jiang Zebei covered in blood, the whole person fell into a demonic obstacle.

This made her breathe a sigh of relief, but her good-looking eyebrows were still slightly lame.

She knew there was something wrong with the body.

The vague sight that flashed before made her feel bad.

Because she saw the blood.

Lots and lots of blood.

Although the scene is vague, it is uncomfortable just to watch.

She felt that there was something else in this body that she had not received.

Maybe it's a memory, maybe it's some emotional legacy from the predecessor.

Moreover, as soon as he met Jiang Zebei, this reaction was particularly strong.

Standing outside the door, she turned to look at the closed door, her eyes a little pensive, and her face a little solemn.