Everyone present was stunned, and then they saw a young woman wrapped in a red cloak appear in sight.

In a crowd of tall men in armor and knives, her figure became thinner and thinner, and the cold wind of the winter night blew her cloak, revealing the corners of her water-colored skirt stained with black and gray.

The blazing light of the torch reflected her snow-white cheeks, and she looked even younger.

She was followed by a little girl in a goose yellow bikini, and her face was also stained with black ash. The master and servant looked like a pair of naughty boys who had gone crazy outside and only came home.

The woman stretched out her hand, lowered her head and lifted the hem of her skirt, and some of her worn boots stepped on the blood-stained ground, and her posture swayed lightly, solemn and a little, passing between the two groups.

Everyone held their breath, as if this moment was not in the Shura field of hand-to-hand combat, but in a midsummer night, the moonlight was like water, the love of children was long, and the beautiful daughters were busy.

Wei Yong's eyes couldn't hide her surprise, watching the woman approach lightly, she raised her head, her picturesque face with some distress and worry, and stretched out her snow-white fingertips to touch the arrow wound on his shoulder.

"You're hurt?" She asked.

Wei Yong looked at her stunned

"Miss Nine? How did you get back? A soldier beside Wei Yong stumbled.

Miss Nine?

Everyone froze.

Almost no one in the team outside had ever seen this Miss Nine, but everyone knew about it.

Because of tonight's big fight, the reason passed down from the top is to find this Miss Nine who is not at home.

It is said that it is looking for, but in fact it is to catch it.

And even if they broke into the west courtyard of Shou'an Hall tonight, the banner was because Miss Nine had lived in Shou'an Hall and wanted to search it.

Of course, this is only a superficial reason, Wang Huzi and the others have already received instructions to find the mechanism on the floor as soon as they enter the west courtyard, and what they are looking for is underground.

But Ren thought about thousands of possibilities, and he didn't expect that this missing Miss Nine would come back with a swagger at this juncture.

There is a big change in the British government tonight.

Tonight's British Mansion is Shura Field.

All the female dependents hid in the deepest part of the house, and this Miss Nine, who had long been rumored to be missing, should have fled to the unknown.

And why is she coming back now? As soon as I came back, I swaggered and came directly to the west courtyard of Shou'an Hall, where the accident occurred? Why did you come to this dangerous place?

How did she get in under martial law in the whole house?

Why did the first sentence turn out to be the guard who felt sorry for the old lady Bai?

Why do the inner guards look so surprised?

Countless questions flickered in the minds of the guards, and they were dizzy.

There are so many surprises today.

Everyone didn't know how to react.

First of all, the British duke, who has always been filial to his grandmother, suddenly asked to search Shou'an Hall, and the old lady Bai did not obey and planned to take strong measures, and then even sent a large number of guards and archers to the mountain to raid the Lingyan Temple where Princess Jinyang lived, and the ninth lady who was said to be in Lingyan Temple actually appeared in Shou'an Hall inexplicably.

The cold wind blew, stirring the flames on the torches, and the woman's faint fragrance dispelled the bloody aura that lingered between Wei Yong's noses. Wei Yong looked at the girl standing in front of him, frowned, and let go of the hand holding the big knife.

The big knife fell with a click, falling into a pool of blood on the ground, making a piercing sound, everyone's attention was attracted in an instant, saying that it was too late and that was fast, Wei Yong grabbed Zhu Luan's shoulder, and yelled behind him, "Get out of the way!" ”

Before the words fell, Wei Yong pushed Zhu Luan behind him, Zhu Luan's body passed through the gap vacated by other soldiers, and was pushed straight to not far in front of the door of the West Courtyard, as if there was a tacit understanding, the door of the main house of the West Courtyard creaked open, and a pair of green hands stretched out and dragged Zhu Luan in.

……

……

With a bang, less than a second after Zhu Luan was dragged in, there was a sound of objects slamming the door outside, and Mrs. Chen opened the door and pulled in Yuying, who was also thrown to the door, and then slammed the door shut.

"Mother Chen," Zhu Luan's eyes widened, "Uncle Wei, they ......"

Not far away, there was the voice of the old lady Bai.

"I can't take care of it," but I haven't seen him for a few days, but Old Taijun Bai suddenly seems to be dozens of years old, her gray hair is close to all white, and her eyes are full of bloodshots.

Zhu Luan fixed his eyes and saw that Bai Lao Taijun was sitting on a chair with a box, the layout of the chair was very ordinary, and it looked far less luxurious than the one used by Bai Lao Taijun in the past, but the position of the chair Zhu Luan was very familiar, and the blue brick on the chair was the organ where Zhu Rong and Zhu Yue were hidden.

"Great-grandmother." Zhu Luan bent down and saluted Old Lady Bai, "You are frightened. ”

"How did you get back?" Old Lady Bai looked at her with complicated eyes, "I heard that the evil obstacle sent a lot of people to Lingyan Temple. ”

Zhu Luan nodded.

"There are quite a few people, and crossbowmen." She said.

Old Lady Bai's eyes widened, "How could he possibly mobilize the crossbowmen, that's ......"

Old Taijun Bai was about to refute, but looking at the black ash and blood splashes on Zhu Luan's cheeks, remembering the strange situation tonight, he didn't speak again.

"Sure enough," Zhu Luan looked at Old Taijun Bai clearly, "It seems that you don't know this grandson well enough." She said.

"With so many things and so many coincidences happening in the past, you shouldn't have never suspected him, did you?" Zhu Luan looked at Old Taijun Bai and smiled slightly, "It's just that because of uncle's lack of talent, you don't believe he can do it." ”

Old Taijun Bai frowned, and a trace of remorse flashed in her eyes.

"I really didn't expect him to do such a great thing, he was just an ordinary child who was indecisive since he was a child." She said.

At the same time, I misread you.

It's like a different person.

Old Lady Bai looked at the woman in front of her with a complicated look in her eyes.

Zhu Luan untied the cloak given by Princess Jinyang on his body, "Your judgment is not wrong. She replied, "Uncle is indeed mediocre in ability, but because he has always acted mildly, he has no sense of disobedience." But this time ......"

Zhu Luan stared at the green bricks on the ground, "Such a big movement can obviously make people notice that something is wrong." ”

Zhu Luan walked up to Old Lady Bai and whispered a few times.

Old Lady Bai's eyes widened.

Zhu Luan didn't look at her reaction and walked not far away.

"How's my cousin and cousin?" She asked.

As soon as her words fell, Mrs. Chen, who was standing on the side, said anxiously, "Very bad!" Especially the eldest young master, you go and take a look, I don't know what's wrong, the whole person is burning! ”

Zhu Luan looked at the old lady Bai, only to see that the wrinkles on the old man's face were a little deeper, and he looked at her with some despair, "It's all my fault, I didn't find anyone to take a good look at him, he saw the daylight and was frightened again." ”

Old Taijun Bai stood up, Mrs. Chen removed the chair, opened the mechanism on the blue brick, and was about to solve the thirteen cities in front of the drawings, when a slender hand reached over from the side, fiddled with it very quickly, and unlocked the Luban lock in three or two clicks.

The three of them walked into the secret passage, and Zhu Luan walked to the bed in the underground secret room.

The boy on the bed was being tied to the bed and struggling in pain, and there were a lot of twists and turns under his skin, and it seemed to be still moving when he looked closely, which looked extremely terrifying.

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