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was shocked, but the landlord seemed to notice something, and laughed in a low voice: "First, I scared you." ”

Her tone was calm, and the 'waves' were not exciting, but somehow, Baojin only felt a chill hit her, and the 'excited' spirit shivered.

"A person who practices martial arts, who doesn't have a few wounds on his body......"

Bao Jin replied in a loud voice, looking back at the mysterious landlord, but his heart was "groaning"-

The night was cold and deep, and the white moonlight shone into the window, only to feel that the figure was clear and lonely, bleak and beautiful, almost dissolving into the moon.

Seeing her staring at herself, the landlord smiled lightly, her voice was hoarse, but with a strange and pleasant charm, "Internal force is still your weakness, you must know that if you are clumsy, no matter how gorgeous the move is, in the face of absolute power, it will still be a failure." ”

Bao Jin frowned when he heard this, and was annoyed for a long time, and finally spoke, "Blame me for coveting comfort before......"

She remembered her sister's strict admonitions in the past, and chewed them one by one at this time, but she felt that it was a golden 'jade' good word.

At this time, a full moon was shining outside the window, and there was faint laughter and laughter on the street, Baojin only felt sadness coming from it, and choked up-

"It's because I can't live with my sister......"

Sadness and depression accumulate in her heart, and self-blame is mixed with warm memories of the old days, almost drowning her.

"I think that if your sister knew something, she would blame herself...... failed to protect you under your wings, and let you suffer these torments and displace. ”

The voice of the landlord broke the silence, and she stood quietly in the moonlight, even her sideburns seemed to be flying in the wind.

She glanced at Bao Jin deeply, and said lightly: "If I have a sister who is lazy and doesn't study, I will also smile and soften - originally, she doesn't have to learn these killing tricks, but should spend her life in peace and joy......"

"How could it be...... Is that so? ”

Bao Jin muttered, only to feel a heat in his eyes, but he clenched his teeth and refused to cry even if he died.

"That's right...... Sisters all over the world think like this. ”

The landlord's voice was quiet and distant, but in this winter night when the moon was full in the west building, it made Baojin's heart feel warm for a while.

"Anyway...... We're going to move on, and now it's time to take a look at your military formation. ”

I don't know how long it took, the landlord spoke.

The sentimental atmosphere of Xinning was broken, and Bao Jin remembered his messy array technique, and couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp, and his snow-white face turned red with embarrassment.

The landlord glanced at her with a smile, her eyes were infinitely beautiful, at this moment, Baojin only felt a ridiculous sense of familiarity, but the ridicule below made her face hotter and hotter-

"Don't 'stick' the small flag of the military formation on your fingers again."

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After the 'flower' lantern on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, from the seventeenth onwards, this year's festival is over.

Lang Jing Qianyuan, the 'attendant' of the military department, counted the silver tickets in the dark cabinet, and smiled with great ambition.

He was the first martial arts, his family background fell, in desperation, he had to follow the army today, never thought of winning the world, with this from the dragon's righteous work, he jumped nine days, and since then he has been on the rise.

"There is a proverb in the capital division: arsenal arsenal. Idle and rich. Sure enough, respect, it is worth three years of my salary. ”

After a moment of pride, he thought to himself: These little officials don't know how much silver taels they are greedy for, and they are so generous......"

He was pondering when he heard a slight click on the pane, which then opened.

A dark shadow leaped in, and by the time he could see it, the blade was already in front of him.

At the last moment, he dragged the sword on the wall and tried his best to block, opening his mouth to shout, but the sword qi hit like a storm, as long as he opened his mouth, he would be killed on the spot.

In the small study, the two of them fought fast, almost becoming two sword shadows.

The man in black sighed, as if he was quite surprised by his martial arts - Jing Qianyuan was born in a family of martial eunuchs, and his ancestors were convicted in the court.

I only heard the man in black chuckle, and his voice was tactful and crisp, "Your martial arts are extraordinary, but it's a pity...... Today is destined to die here. ”

I saw that her sword moves changed, and the long sword in her hand was handed out flatly, both blunt and slow, like an old monk entering the meditation, not liking or hating.

This sword is plain, it seems that anyone can easily avoid it, but Jing Qianyuan only feels that all directions are blocked, this treacherous sword makes people feel like they are slowly disappearing.

He screamed, and in the next moment of sudden dissipation, his eyes opened in anger and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Blood flowed from his heart, staining the ground red, and someone outside the courtyard heard the movement and rushed to see it.

Bao Jin turned around, Zhu Bei's mask shone under the moonlight, her facial features were hidden behind this silent and gorgeous treasure light, only the pair of black and hateful eyes remained.

She leaned down to probe Jing Qianyuan's wound, and muttered with some annoyance: "The Three Styles of Silence are indeed worthy of their reputation, and they are so domineering, but it's a pity that I don't have enough skills and can't give full play to its full advantages......"

She was about to get up, but suddenly, she felt that something was holding on to her sleeves—

Jing Qianyuan opened his eyes angrily, blood flowed from his eyes, and he clutched Baojin's sleeve tightly, gurgling in his throat.

He was like a mad nightmare, dying, glaring angrily at Baojin, unblinking, as if he wanted to take her into hell too—

"Queen Mother, it's actually you! Why did you do this to me!! ”

He shouted hoarsely, twitching violently, and finally his breath was completely cut off.

Bao Jin only felt that his heart was at a loss, and in the dark, it seemed that something had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

She listened to the noise of people outside the room, calmly tore off the sleeves from the deceased's hands, and swept out of the window.

It's strange that he also sees me as a queen...... Could it be that I am really similar to the queen? Along the way, she thought so, but she never got the point.