The group of soldiers almost didn't let go of the old and weak women and children, and they checked one by one, and as they saw that they were getting closer and closer, Jun Tong's eyes suddenly saw the jade chariot in front of a high door.

Without thinking about it, his body flashed over, and at the same time, the sharp blade in his hand was pressed against the throat of the person in the sedan chair, "Don't move, I don't have any malicious intentions, as long as you do what I say, I won't hurt you." ”

Even if the patrol battalion can search and arrest all over the city, but the nobles of the Beijing Gate dare not provoke them, this person's jade chariot is known to be a powerful person at a glance, and Jun Tong is desperate to take risks.

At this moment, in the sedan chair, the man turned his face sideways, flipping through a book scroll in his hand, calm and relaxed, as if he didn't care that life and death had been stifled by others, and only said lightly, "It's easy to say." ”

I don't know if it's a beautiful day or what, the sky is still cloudy and sunny at this time, it has been drizzling, there are chasing soldiers to search, see the sedan chair, everyone bowed their hands, "Meet the young man!" ”

Because the curtain was lowered, Jun Tong couldn't see the scene outside, and at this time, the man spoke, "You have worked hard, I don't know if you are arresting anyone?" ”

The voice is warm and good, but it is not ostentatious, like the wind blowing through the spring snow at the beginning of the melt, Jun Tong sat beside him, and his heart couldn't help but be vigilant, this person can still not change his face between life and death, it can be seen that he is not a general, maybe he expects her not to be afraid.

A voice came from outside the sedan chair, "Hui Shaojun, there was an assassination case in the south of the city last night, and his subordinates are tracking down the suspicious criminals." ”

"Well, the assassination cases in the capital have become more and more frequent recently, and the patrol battalion should move around with the Beijing guards more, and such cases cannot occur again and again at the feet of the Son of Heaven, otherwise it will make the people of the capital panic."

The man turned the pages of the book in his hand lightly, and did not pay any attention to Jun Zhi, who was threatening him with fatal death, and the soldier said a few more respectful polite words before leaving.

Jun Tong watched quietly, the sharp blade in his hand was closer to his throat, and at this time the chariot had already begun to move, and the sound of the carriage reeling sounded.

The man didn't turn his head the whole time, as if he didn't bother to look at anyone more, and the person who spoke politely was so arrogant and arrogant, Jun Tong smiled.

I don't know how long later, the wound on Jun Tong's arm overflowed with blood again, and the man seemed to be very sensitive to the smell of blood, frowning during the process.

Jun Tong was wary of him while thinking about when to leave, and when he was about to lift the curtain, the man turned his head.

The four eyes were facing each other, and a strange pain seeped into the heart in an instant, drowning, suffocating, the palms of the hands were soaked with sweat, and the thoughts were blank in an instant, as if there was a very strange and painful image to burst out of the mind, and finally it was torn back.

That face, déjà vu, vaguely trance, an empty dream, when she thought about it again, everything had disappeared cleanly, and finally only a stunned gaze, Jun Zhi suddenly came back to his senses, and the person suddenly woke up, and suddenly felt cold and piercing.

The man in front of him seemed to be stunned, and his dark eyes were surging deeply, like the ups and downs of everything erupted for a moment, slowly turning watery, which was completely different from Fang Cai's calmness.

"Xi Nan......" The man looked at her and suddenly called out a sentence.

Jun Tong reacted quickly, and she was confused for a while when she heard the name, she hooked her lips, "Didn't Childe mistake me for my sweetheart"

The man's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he looked at the smile on her face fixedly, as if he was looking at something else through her, and his eyes were like stars falling for a while, "Indeed, mistaken recognition." ”

Jun Tong raised his eyebrows, smiled lazily and interestedly, and flicked the sharp blade between his fingers, "I have long heard that Lord Shaojun Bai Zhuohua, the plan is unparalleled and the four universes are set, and the hand is turned over for the clouds and the world, the jade of the sky and water is like a face, and the world is fragrant and drunk. ”

The man stared at her staringly, his eyes condensed and diffused.

Jun Tong leaned his face closer, and his eyes were cold and gloomy at the bottom of the calm, "I am fortunate to see it today, but it is really a strange fate." ”

The man's jade face is like an orchid, and he is stunningly beautiful, and any woman who sees such a face will be stirred by his silent seduction.

Jun Zhi was about to restrain him by surprise, he lowered his head, the shallow smile on his lips was harmless and pure, the shadow flashed, and before she could react, her hand had been grabbed by the person in front of her, and the sharp blade that strangled his throat had already reached his hand.

The man's white and slender fingers moved, and the sharp blade was already directly against her throat, and he said in the voice of the heavenly voice of Fang Cai, "Don't move, I don't have any malicious intent, as long as you are obedient, I will not hurt you." ”

Everything happened in an instant, the situation was reversed, no matter how calm Ren Juntong was, he couldn't help but be frightened by the scene in front of him, and he also became more vigilant about the man in front of him.

Jun Tong smiled again, Li Fuqing looked at her smile, his eyes were dark, and the next moment, Jun Tong unexpectedly sent his neck forward, the man's hand shook, and he subconsciously stepped back, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his heart, and Jun Tong was already smiling lightly.

Said gently, "Well, I moved, why didn't you kill me?" ”

The woman is dignified and demure, reserved and leisurely when she smiles, but she has a cunning that does not follow common sense in her bones, so Bai Zhuohua can't associate her with the person in her heart.

He looked at her for a long time, Jun Tong was a little inexplicable by him, she knew that she looked good, but the person in front of her was not like the kind of person who coveted beauty, didn't she regard her as her sweetheart again?

Alas, it's a bit embarrassing.

Especially when he grabbed her hand at the moment, Jun Tong moved to bring him back to his senses, "Childe, men and women don't kiss, please let go." ”

An unnatural look rose on Bai Zhuohua's face, his gaze unintentionally swept over, and he was about to let go of his hand and grabbed it suddenly, almost using a lot of force, making Jun Zhi frown

"You ......" the more she broke free of him, the tighter he tightened, his gaze fixed on her finger, where there was a brown mole.

The man's eyes were red, as if he was trying to suppress some emotion, and his eyes trembled and finally met hers.

Jun Tong was stunned for a moment, and for some reason he didn't dare to look at that person's eyes, with extraordinary depth, a little careless, and he didn't want to get rid of it for the rest of his life.

The man spoke, his voice trembling, "Dare to ask the girl's name?" ”

She was silent for a moment and responded politely, "Jun Zhi." ”

The wind rolled up the curtains, and a thin rain of smoke drifted in, full of empty air.

He asked, "Which one?" Which citrus? ”

Her heart moved, and her thoughts were in a trance, as if she had gone back to that year, and the man said to her, "From now on, you will be called Jun Zong." ”

At that time, she also asked, "Which kun?" Which citrus? ”

The man looked down at her with a cool gaze and a voice that was faint without a trace of emotion.

Jun Tong looked at the person in front of him, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and replied to Bai Zhuohua with the words of the person in his memory.

"Please enter the urn, the orange of the south and the north."