The fat monk bowed his head and snorted, and a guard came over, took a hemp rope and roughly put it around his neck, and then hung it upward.

The fat monk's chin was raised high, he was panting, and his tongue was stuck out.

The masked man smiled with satisfaction: "When I speak, you must look at me, otherwise you will look like a dog now." “

The prostitute and the guard laughed in agreement.

Tan Zi smiled and pinched Shun Yu's arm, Shun Yu hurriedly grinned, she had already seen the eyes of the guards scanning.

The masked man raised his hand, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Shun Yu pursed her lips, what kind of quirk is this, manipulating everyone into wooden figures in shadow puppetry.

But I saw him slowly ask the fat monk: "Are you the relieved abbot of the Praruo Temple who led the monks to rape the silver and ask for an heir?" ”

The fat monk's eye sockets were swollen like peach, and he said, "Yes." His tone was full of pain, his ankle was bloody, and his hamstring had just been broken by one of the guards.

The man's voice was pleasant, with some compassion: "I wanted to cut you with a thousand knives, but if you answered me honestly, maybe I would change my mind." “

"Fortunately, the bright moon boy you met today, he is the most soft-hearted, you have to be interesting." The bloodied guards spoke out of caution.

Shun Yu suddenly remembered that night, Shen Erye was admiring the moon and eating tea under the corridor, she hid behind the curtain, eavesdropping on him chatting with Xu Jing, Shen Erye said: "The four top assassins in the 'Eagle Sky Alliance' have poetry as evidence, the breeze and the bright moon are at the same night, and the day is with the spring forest. Qingfeng, Mingyue, Bairi and Chunlin are strong in martial arts, and the methods are cruel and vicious. ”

Shun Yu's heart is beating like a drum, and he secretly wonders if the breeze can be here? Shen Huan had escaped from the day, her mind was messy, and when she looked up inadvertently, she saw a man lying on the beam wiping the sword, and she couldn't see his appearance clearly, only the cold light of the sword body was cold, as if she noticed that someone was looking at him, and her eyes followed, and Shun Yu had turned her gaze to look at the fat monk.

I heard Mingyue Gongzi asking, "How did you get here?" Can you come with a companion? ”

The fat monk had no discipline, and in order not to be tortured and painful, he hated to pour out all his knowledge: "It is from the Daxiong Treasure Hall through the tunnel and from the Taibai Stone Rockery to enter this place, and there are two medicine collectors in the same mountain, one is tall and strong and knows martial arts, and the other is young and thin and strange, they may have returned the same way, or are still hiding here." ”

Mingyue Gongzi made a look, and more than a dozen guards had already walked out of the door with knives and sticks, so he looked at the fat monk's shoulder, and asked with great interest how this injury came about.

The fat monk didn't dare to lie, but he was bitten by a soil snake while drawing water in the mountains, and he had to be treated by a medicine picker.

The Mingyue boy hummed, sat back on the chair slowly, ate half a cup of tea, and smiled: "Although I am soft-hearted, I can't see the act of betraying my life-saving benefactor in order to protect my life, so I will cut you three hundred and thirty-three knives today, give you some memory, and don't be an ungrateful person in the next life." ”

Immediately, a shirtless man came with a bucket and a knife, and the fat monk was so frightened that he screamed so badly that he simply stuffed a wooden block to block his mouth and stopped him.

The bloody and cruel scene is really unbearable, Shun Yu lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and seemed to be calm, but he was anxious, and suddenly saw the team of guards hurrying to report, pricked up his ears and listened carefully, he said: "The secret door at the Taibaishi rockery is indeed open, look at the footprints left in the underground mud place, one person has left, and another person has not escaped." ”

The words fell, and the person on the beam had already flown down and landed in front of the bright moon boy.

He was thin and unmasked, with a clear appearance, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were cold and indifferent, and his voice was neither high nor low: "Two hours will come, feed them pills." “

"The most urgent thing right now is not to feed the medicine." Mingyue Gongzi paused in the middle of his words, and chuckled: "Qingfeng, I am the most obedient to you, and my words are not shocking." "Order the guards to take the pills and distribute them.

Shun Yu had already heard what he meant, and the two of them were really scheming.

The number of pills must have been set, one per person is just right, if the hall is distributed and someone gets one less, it will be known that she is hiding here, and her traces will be revealed.

Outside the window, the mountain thunder rumbled, the lightning was shaking, and there was the sound of rain hitting the branches, and Shun Yu really had nothing to do at this time.

She held her lower lip, I don't know if Shen Erye has sent troops on the way to come, he has been unfamiliar with himself in the past few days, and even Shen Huan, who is very arrogant, has noticed it, it can be seen how much he has scolded himself secretly, his heart is really big, and he can still think about this when life and death are at stake.

Turning his mind, he saw that the assassin who called the breeze had followed the guard holding the black lacquer and gold box in front of the prostitute, and the prostitute couldn't wait to send one straight to her mouth, and the autumn waves in her eyes were thrown straight towards the breeze. He is a man as elegant and elegant as his name, no matter how evil he does in the world, it is still very tempting for a prostitute who lives on skin and flesh.

Sandalwood is not exempt from vulgarity, swallowing the pill, while the eyes are shining and the breeze is shining.

But seeing him with his arms around and his eyes looking at Shun Yu with deep eyes, fortunately he was focused, otherwise he would definitely be able to see some clues from her instantly pale face.

Shun Yu looked at the brown pills in the box, as big as a pigeon's egg, and didn't know that he would die if he ate it.

She could feel how aggressive Qingfeng's gaze was, and there was no choice at this point.

Calmly picked one up, suddenly took it into her mouth, and suddenly an arm stretched out, and slender and powerful fingers pinched her jaw tightly, and then lifted it again.

Shun Yu's gaze touched him, like a pool of spring, charming but not demonic, firm but unyielding, and soaked in a wisp of coldness that did not match his age.

If these prostitutes are low to the dust, and she seems to be honored in the clouds.

Lightly swept over her breasts, which were fluctuating due to a little nervousness, and the shape was very good, showing that she was a woman.

To hold her palms, there are some calluses on the fingertips, which are traces of often lifting the pen to write.

The hand of the female assassin with the sword had touched his bare back, and he knew what it felt like, rough and hard, not like a woman.

But he suddenly wanted to feel the palm of this prostitute, the feeling of climbing on his back, soft and itchy, and the degraded ladies made people inexplicably fierce possessive.

Shun Yu looked at the flames in his eyes in surprise, she knew what it meant, and suddenly her face turned red with shame, and suddenly she felt that his fingertips touched her lips, and she didn't want to bite hard.

Her mouth was used to being tasted by Shen Erye, and others felt disgusted when they touched it.

Qingfeng frowned and let go of Shun Yu, and followed the guards, if she was a medicine picker who broke in, it would be impossible.

She's just a very special kind of prostitute.

There was indeed one pill missing, and the herb pickers were still mixed in the crowd of black pressure in the hall.

Mingyue Gongzi looked at the fat monk, he was cut two hundred and twenty-two times, and he only had air in and no air out.

A look of regret crossed his face.