When Qingfeng heard this, he cried and pressed Shui San to the ground: "Dad, you died so miserably, you died so miserably!" ”

Shui San was almost strangled to death by her pinch.

He wanted to tell Qingfeng to let go of the hand that strangled his neck, but now he was playing a dead man, so he had to suffer silently. He lifted his eyelids slightly, and saw his unscrupulous master in the attic smiling.

At this time, only she can laugh.

And Chen Beijue was almost not angry and cried.

Everyone was accusing him of reckless human life, but no one knew that his kick really didn't hit the man.

Obvious disguise, good skills, how could such a person die so easily?

I'm afraid it's the doctor who is also a nursery, and he uses it to exclude him.

Chen Beijue had a cold face, suddenly pulled out a knife from the guard next to him, and slashed towards Shui San without saying a word.

He was sure that the man was not dead. If he really dares not to move, then let him die here now!

Of course, it was impossible for him not to move.

In the face of death, no one can stand it.

Mizuzo sensed danger almost immediately.

After staying by Zhao Xiangling's side for so many years, he rarely encountered a major crisis. Generally speaking, ordinary Assassins could not enter the palace gates at all.

And there are even fewer people who can threaten his life.

Lying on the ground like this today and being cut down...... It's the first time.

Shui San was nervous, but he had inexplicable confidence.

He believed that with the presence of his master, he would never be hit by this knife.

With drooping eyelids, Shui San played the role of a qualified dead man, who seemed to be completely unaware of the sword wind, and seemed to have no sense of danger at all.

Chen Beijue was incredulous by his indifference.

Could it be that he was really wrong? Is that one on the ground really a dead man?

While thinking about it, the blade had arrived, and he was about to chop on Shui San's body, when suddenly a person pushed him away and said loudly: "Killed!" Killed! ”

It's Qingfeng.

Chen Beijue was shocked. Before he could be pushed away by the girl, the knife in his hand had already flown upside down.

Retracting his hand, which was trembling from pain, into his sleeve, Chen Beijue tried his best to calm himself, looked left and right, and saw a pebble abruptly on the ground.

The hidden weapon that missed his hand before was the pebble that shouldn't have appeared here.

Thinking back to the direction where the stones were flying, Chen Beijue looked up and saw several people standing on the roof of the building across the street.

Among them, Zhao Xiangling pinched a pure white pebble with two fingers, bent down slightly in front of him, and raised his eyes to show a very ironic smile.

Slightly bent red lips, with provocation, with disdain.

Chen Beijue just wanted to send her disdainful glare back, but unexpectedly, something slimy, wet stuck to his hair.

When I reached out, it turned out to be a rotten egg that was half black and half yellow.

At that moment, Chen Beijue forgot where he was standing and what he was doing, and all that was left in his eyes was the rotten egg and how to get rid of it.

Before he could figure it out, more and more things were thrown at him.

There were half-rotten leaves, putrid mud from the sewer, and even half a broken brick, which almost smashed his head to the point of bleeding.

Although he avoided the brick, he did not have time to avoid the edges and corners of his head, and was scratched to the corner of his forehead, and a shallow cut was made.

A little blood flowed out, Chen Beijue raised his hand and gently wiped it on his forehead, saw the blood stained on his fingertips, and looked at the green wind on the ground.

Qingfeng's face was full of innocence, and the cunning in his eyes only allowed Chen Beijue to see clearly.

"Let's go!" Chen Beijue said angrily.

He knew that he would not be able to please himself if he stayed any longer, so it was better to leave quickly, but it would be better for himself.

It's a pity that it backfired, this place has been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, how easy is it to get out? He moved nearly half a pillar of incense, and he didn't gain anything except a few steps forward and a few more leaves on his head.

From a distance, the number of black heads is still increasing.

If he stays any longer, I'm afraid things will get worse and worse.

Chen Beijue changed his mind and turned around: "Go home!" ”

He pushed away the crowd and retreated directly to Chen's mansion.

The crowd dispersed because of his departure.

In the restaurant, the four of them sat down again, and Sun Wunian was a little puzzled: "Why is he still in the Chen family." ”

Could it be that the Chen family still has a place for him? If this is the case, then is Chen Liangzhou too confused?

Chen Zihan explained: "Dad is sick, and I haven't told him about Chen Beijue yet. ”

She was worried that if she told Chen Liangzhou about it, would the latter be able to withstand such a blow.

"Speak to him slowly." Zhao Xiangling sighed, "I can't hide this matter for too long." ”

Hiding from Chen Liangzhou certainly made him feel a little better, but sooner or later he would know about it, and sooner or later he would know that his actions back then were to lure the wolf into the house.

Moreover, if you want to completely make Chen Beijue disappear from this world, you can't do it without Chen Liangzhou's cooperation.

"Hmm." Chen Zihan responded, "In this matter, I will slowly tell my father that he needs a time to recover." ”

Moreover, it is very likely that he has already guessed a few points and knows what happened.

Zhao Xiangling did not mention this matter again.

This matter is a family matter of the Chen family, and she doesn't care too much. Besides, Chen Zihan also has this ability and can handle the affairs of the Chen family well.

"Wu Nian, you go shopping with Zihan." Zhao Xiangling smiled and stood up, "I have other things to do with Ruiqing, so I'll take the first step." ”

Sun Wunian was helpless, shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, if you have a husband, you don't want friends." Okay, okay, you two go to the two-person world, and Chen Si and I won't delay you. ”

He turned his head and arched his hand towards Chen Zihan: "Please." ”

Chen Zihan didn't refuse, looked back at Zhao Xiangling, stepped away, and didn't say anything.

Seeing the two of them walking away, Zhao Xiangling sighed softly: "In fact, in the capital, it is true that the two of them are the most match made in heaven." ”

Chen Zihan is quiet, Sun Wunian is elegant, the two have the same temperament, and they can find a lot of like-minded places after they want to.

"Not necessarily." Li Ruiqing retorted.

Zhao Xiangling turned his head, looked at him and asked with a smile, "What?" What's wrong? ”

"I think that the capital is the most natural match, and it should be us."

Zhao Xiangling: "......, everything you say is right."

Li Ruiqing, her family, I'm afraid it's getting more and more slippery.

She curled her lips, turned her head to look at Li Ruiqing, and said with a straight face: "Ruiqing, come here." ”

Li Ruiqing leaned over: "What's the matter?" ”

He thought that Zhao Xiangling would stick to his face, but he didn't. Zhao Xiangling just whispered in his ear, "We still have one more thing to do." ”

"What?"

"Guess what Chen Beijue wants to do when he goes out?" Zhao Xiangling said mysteriously.

Li Ruiqing was helpless, so he had to follow her words and ask, "Who are you seeing?" ”

"Zhao Xian."

Before Zhao Xiangling could get complacent, his face fell.

She noticed that Li Ruiqing's answer was 'who to see', not 'what to do'.