They must be thinking...... With such a big hole, the assassin must be three feet long, right?

Bao Jintuo's cheeks groaned, a slight sneer bloomed, and his heavy eyes flickered, which was very satisfying.

She looked at the silence of this room, Xu Ji fell to the ground two feet square, although it was washed, it was still faintly crimson, and the dark dirt left by the winding horizon showed a vague figure.

"What a joke...... Do you think that if you lock me up here, I'll tremble with fear and do anything?! ”

She glanced at the copper ring purple gold on the door, and her smile showed disdainful indifference.

The cold wind blew in through the broken windows, and the painted window paper was shattered and fluttered like butterflies.

Everyone thought that the Assassin had escaped through the window, leaving his sword in the woods...... But in reality, it's the opposite......"

After she killed people with the strings of the pipa, she gently shook the window, and the silk thread tied between the tree and the window was triggered, driving the "machine bracket", and the burden wrapped in broken bricks was ejected, right in the middle of the window, and under the broken lattice, the package was also loosened, and the broken bricks fell to the ground, mixed with the damaged parts, and no one could see the clues.

The so-called machine is composed of silk threads and flexible and bendable thin swords, like a slingshot, once ejected, the thin sword will also shoot into the distance, which can be said to be seamless.

The only gap is the scattered furoshiki......

Bao Jin chuckled, and a smug look flashed in his eyes—

Using a wide robe as a wrapper, he can't help but annihilate the only weakness, and it also makes everyone think that this is the murderer's legacy, and even more guess his size.

Everything is without a trace.

As soon as Xu Ji died, one was to kill - he was extremely familiar with the first emperor's family, and he really couldn't keep him, and the other was to establish his authority.

"Those bereaved ministers have a lot of respect for my sister, but they still have doubts about me......"

Baojin sighed lightly, thinking of the eldest sister who died, his heart was painful and astringent.

Suddenly, she looked up, as if she had heard something—

It's flute!

At this time, it was nearly four watches, and it was the most chaotic and dark moment before the dawn appeared, and a faint flute sound came from the forest outside the window, as if illusory.

It's my sister!

Bao Jin's whole body was trembling, although the sound of this flute was slight, the loop of the tone was long, it was similar to the technique of the eldest sister Jinyuan!

She gritted her teeth and went to the window, her heart was frantic and dizzy, and she was in a hurry, and the barely blocked window frame was pushed away by her palm.

She leaped out of her secluded study and walked towards the unknowable darkness of the forest.

The dew soaked the embroidered shoes on his feet, and it was very uncomfortable to get wet, but Baojin couldn't care about anything, and went straight to the direction where the flute came from.

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A bright moon disappeared in the clouds, temporarily converging the clear light in the forest.

The autumn dew was cold and cold, and the man was only wearing a green robe and a wide robe, leaning against the tree, because his back was facing away, but he couldn't see it.

The starlight is faint, the frost is white, the shadows of the flowers and trees are mixed and intertwined, and the blue clothes flutter in the forest, showing a faint loneliness.

The cyan color is originally cheap, but when this person wears it, there is an indescribable elegance and elegance, as if he is a fairy among the gods.

It's a man!

Baojin's heart sank to the bottom, she gasped violently, she could no longer hold back the depression in her chest, and leaned down, her eyes were already hazy.

The flute sound is mysterious and clear, and the forbearance and blurry trembling slightly, as if the jade is broken and the palace is poured, and the prosperity is everywhere, just a dream.

With tears in his eyes, Baojin seemed to see that when he was a child, his father and sister carried him and his sister one by one, secretly went out of the palace, and guessed riddles at the lantern festival to admire the moon......

The final quarrel between the two sisters was like an omen, and the anger of that moment became a permanent secret......

She let out a low cry, and the man seemed to sense something, and the flute stopped abruptly.

In a moment, a green silk robe appeared in front of him, and Baojin raised his head, brushed away the scattered black hair, and looked straight into the man's eyes—

It seems that the cultivators are lofty and lofty, but they also seem to be indifferent and sympathetic to the world.

Bao Jin's heart skipped a beat at this moment.

"Who are you......"

The man asked casually, but without too many questions, his voice was light and quiet.

Bao Jin looked straight at him and didn't answer.

The moonlight dew again, shining the tears on her face, and the man was not surprised, but said: "Life is not as good as it should be......

Bao Jin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was comforting himself, but somehow, the tears fell more fiercely and more urgently.

The king of Goryeo ruined the marriage, she didn't cry, she crossed the sea for thousands of miles, and endured all kinds of suffering, and she didn't cry, but before this bright moon, she seemed to even have a clear soul, full of sadness, and erupted like magma.

The soft silk cloth brushed her face, and the man leaned down and wiped her tears with his long sleeves.

Baojin had tears in his eyes, just staring at him, as if he wanted to carve him into his heart.

At this time, there was a faint noise outside the forest, and the man frowned, as if he was a little displeased, but finally got up, as if he was leaving.

He looked back with some hesitation, only to see Baojin sitting on the ground, wearing a snow coat, half of the purple and black blood, and half of the **** soil.

"Here you go."

He took a handkerchief from his sleeve, placed it in her hand, and hurried away.

Bao Jin looked at his hidden figure, and only heard his own heartbeat in his ears-

What's going on?!

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When he was tied up again and pressed into the study, it was already the first dawn of the morning, and Baojin saw anger in everyone's eyes.

"You demon girl, it's not enough to kill my master, you actually ...... my heart"

Shen cried hoarsely, no longer arrogant, but even more resentful and desperate.

What the?!

Bao Jin was puzzled, but he saw the commander of the forbidden army on the side sneering:

"Miss Yuran, we were careless and let you escape from the window, and even the young master of the Xu family was poisoned by you!"

What the?! Xu Ji's only son was also killed?!

"I didn't!"

Without thinking, she retorted loudly.

That kind of dumb kid, who wants to take his life!

What a joke!

"It's useless to talk more, put her in shackles and send her to death row in the Criminal Department!"

Shen's eyes almost erupted with fire, and the wolf-like soldier of the forbidden army stepped forward and was about to drag her out of the courtyard, but he heard a soft shout at the door-

"Stop."

The voice is not loud, but it carries the majesty of the awe-inspiring world, and ...... Familiarity?!

Everyone raised their eyes and was immediately shocked, and they all knelt on the ground.

"Hooray!"