Not an inch left?

Tang Jiaren's legs were weak and asked, "What about people?" ”

Wang Lanhai asked rhetorically: "What person?" ”

Tang Jiaren remembered the pink-robed man standing in her room, holding her silver ticket, and stingers instantly grew on her chest, approaching the position of her heart, forcing it not to beat too fast and too violently.

Tang Jiaren's hands trembled a little, and there was a frequency that could not be controlled no matter what.

She tried to clench her hands into fists, but she couldn't.

Her head was buzzing, and the back of her head was tense, as if fainting was the only way to make her feel better.

yes, what about people?

Who?

How fortunate Tang Jiaren is that she is wearing a mask at the moment, otherwise...... She may break the jar and break it, simply pull Wang Lanhai's collar, and shout four words loudly - ram Diao!

Yes, she's going to ask where this person is.

Because of the mask, she thought she was safe and didn't show too much emotion, so she ...... She can force herself to restrain her emotions and pretend to be strong in the night.

Tang Jiaren replied: "Hundred...... Cough...... What about the people in Bairao Pavilion? As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was so badly damaged that he could only get better with a cough.

Wang Lanhai replied: "Run, scatter." "If you want to find someone, let us know, and you should be able to find your whereabouts." ”

Tang Jiaren is no longer a simple woman, she has also experienced several rounds of life and death struggles, if she can easily confide in her heart because of Wang Lanhai's words, there is really no need to continue to mix the rivers and lakes.

She pretended to be reluctant and said, "In the pavilion, there are also one or two good women who have a good conversation with each other. Forget it, the catastrophe is coming, and they fly separately. For them, leaving Bairao Pavilion is not necessarily a good thing. With that, he turned around and left, no longer lingering. She's scared...... I can't play it myself.

Walked into the room, closed the door, leaned back against the door panel, took off the mask, and a face was already miserable.

If the ram Diao Diao is the pink-robed man, has he escaped from the fire? How much does your punch and kick weigh? Why wasn't she impressed at all? What exactly did she do? She...... How can it be......

There were no tears in Tang Jiaren's eyes, because she did not allow herself to believe that the ram Diao Diao would die in the fire because of her. It's just that the horror in her eyes is like a nightmare, like a shadow, struggling to escape.

She couldn't wait any longer. She must leave! Immediately! Right away! Don't afford to delay!

Tang Jia's heart was in turmoil, and she urgently needed someone to tell her that the ram Diao Diao was okay and had left Bairao Pavilion safely. This person is not far away.

Can't wait, just go.

Tang Jiaren didn't care about packing up her things, and in fact, she didn't have anything to pack.

She went out of the window again and went straight to Yu Qianqiong's back window.

Yu Qianqiong's room was silent, and even her breathing was inaudible.

Yu Qianqiong sat cross-legged on the bed, playing with the dagger in her hand. His red mask was placed on his knees, and at first glance he thought he had cut off someone else's head.

Tang Jiaren was familiar with the road, pushed open Yu Qianqiong's window, and jumped directly into the house.

Yu Qianqiong's dagger had been tilted out of an angle that could pierce the enemy's heart at any time, and after seeing Tang Jiaren, it slowly adjusted the angle and returned to a harmless appearance.

As soon as Tang Jiaren landed, she rushed straight to Yu Qianqiong.

Yu Qianqiong immediately put away the dagger, lest she hurt her.

Tang Jiaren threw herself in front of Yu Qianqiong, grabbed one of his arms with both hands, stared at his eyes, her chest rose and fell violently, she obviously had something to ask, but she couldn't ask. She was scared, scared to get an affirmative answer.

Yu Qianqiong saw that Tang Jiaren's round and charming eyes were full of panic and anxiety, like a little rabbit whose life was threatened. He asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Tang Jiaren's eyes trembled, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "Diao Diao...... ”

Yu Qianqiong nodded.

Tang Jia's heart chuckled, and the hand holding Yu Qianqiong's arm was a little harder, and the slightly pointed nails almost cut into Yu Qianqiong's skin through the thin clothes. She asked angrily, "What are you nodding?" You know what I ask and you nod your head?! You...... ”

Yu Qianqiong said softly: "Shh...... ”

Tang Jiaren shut up, restrained her temper, and after two breaths, she let go of the two hands that were holding Yu Qianqiong's arms, held each other, and pinched each other instead.

Yu Qianqiong stretched out a hand, grabbed Tang Jiaren's two hands at the same time, and said in a low voice: "What do you want to ask?" About Ram Diao? ”

Tang Jiaren nodded, took a deep breath, and asked, "On the day of the assassination, what color robe was the ram Diao Diao wearing?" ”

Yu Qianqiong sensed the beauty's nervousness, and also realized that the problem might be a little serious. He didn't need to remember all the things that had happened that day, let alone such a small thing as the color of the robe that the ram was wearing. It's just that when he saw that Tang Jiaren cared so much, he didn't say anything to death, but said: "He goes in and out of the pavilion and often changes his clothes, I can't remember what he wore that day." ”

Tang Jiaren said seriously: "Think about it, is he wearing a pale pink robe?" ”

Yu Qianqiong's heart tightened, but her face showed a look of thought, and said, "It seems to be ...... ”

Tang Jiaren stared at Yu Qianqiong intently, for fear of missing any expression.

Yu Qianqiong sighed in her heart, and decided to give her some foreshadowing first, and then ask what happened. He continued: "...... It's wearing such a robe. ”

Tang Jiaren stared at Yu Qianqiong in a daze, and all the emotions in her eyes disappeared.

Yu Qianqiong was startled and immediately asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Tang Jiaren was silent.

Yu Qianqiong grabbed Tang Jiaren's arm and shook it, and asked again, "What's wrong?" ”

Tang Jiaren looked at Yu Qianqiong in a daze, her lips trembled, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "I knocked him unconscious and kicked him under the bed." ”

Yu Qianqiong felt that this sentence was just a foreshadowing.

Sure enough, Tang Jiaren continued: "Bairao Pavilion was burned by a fire. You...... You say, "What about people?" ”

She didn't directly say that she knocked the ram Diao unconscious, causing him to be burned to death by the fire. She was not afraid of what people would know, but she was hopeful and refused to admit that she was not yet sure.

Tang Jiaren's words were a little chaotic, but Yu Qianqiong finally understood why she was so panicked, and she understood her mood at the moment. Just because ...... His heart was troubled.

Yu Qianqiong tried her best to soothe and said: "Diao Diao has always been alert, and when he sees the fire, he will definitely escape." ”

Tang Jiaren shook her head and said, "No, no...... If he had known that I was in the Hundred Pavilion, he would have sought me first, and would not have escaped by himself. She grabbed Yu Qianqiong's arm, looked at him with tearful eyes, and said very seriously: "I'm leaving, I'll leave now." ”

Yu Qianqiong looked out the window and knew that if she waited another hour, it would be dawn. At that time, the battle firmament will send someone to send him out, and there will be no conflict.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the impatient Tang Jiaren, and finally responded: "Okay." ”