ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Just as she was struggling with what to do, the black shadow in front of her moved, and the man in black reached into the woman's chest without saying a word.

The woman's mouth opened wide, tears were still hanging on her face, her throat moved, and she swallowed her breath.

Xinglian hurriedly covered his eyes and shook his head exaggeratedly.

She heard a little about the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and heard that she had such a daughter when she was nearly fifty years old, and she didn't even dare to say a heavy word about the baby on weekdays, but this little girl was arrogant and indulgent since she was a child, and she got rid of a male version of the gentleman's son, and she liked to hang around outside all day long.

When the little girl was a child, her father took her to Qiao's Mansion once, and she also had a relationship with her, but it was a pity that Qiao Xinglian at that time had the name of waste on her back, although she was just the daughter of a small waiter of the Ministry of Rites, she dared to sneer at this daughter, and unfortunately tripped over a stone when she was playing in the garden, and Qiao Xinglian was also unlucky, and she would pass by her. The result was good, she insisted that Qiao Xinglian deliberately tripped her.

In the end, Mrs. Qiao didn't say anything, but Mrs. Nangong adhered to the traditional virtue that the visitor was a guest, and asked her to apologize to the waiter's daughter, and finally punished the study for three days.

Recalling this, Xing Lian shook her head again, she definitely didn't watch this scene coldly because of these past events, in fact, except for the two brothers and sisters in the royal family and the fourth brother who came out inexplicably, the rest of her lives are all equivalent to ants to her, who loves and who dies, it has nothing to do with her.

"It's not a container."

The man in black pulled out his hand from the still warm corpse, pulled out a hand towel, wiped the blood on his hands, looked up and said to Ziyi, "Let's go." ”

The woman in purple nodded, "What does the news from the Holy Stream say?" ”

"I heard that the woman has returned to the Holy Capital, she is most likely a container, the Demon Lord is about to leave the customs, we have to speed up our actions."

"Then we'll stay here for a few more days, the four elders were killed here, presumably, that man is also hiding here."

"You and I are not his opponents, that person, don't worry about it for the time being."

The two walked forward as they spoke, and after a while, Xinglian came out of the bushes and followed in the direction they were walking.

As she passed by the two corpses on the ground, she stopped to take a look.

The woman who died first was wearing a sword, looking at the clothes probably the people outside the Phoenix Gate, and looking at the identity of a swordsman, she didn't expect to come out and break through, but she encountered such a bloody incident.

And the daughter of another squire, died a really painful death, and was dug open and died of pain in her stomach.

According to what Shuang Chi said, she is the person the Blood Flame Palace is looking for, so ...... Didn't these young girls all die unjustly because of her?

With a wave of his hand, a leaf fell, blocking the dead face of the maid's daughter, Xinglian sighed, and couldn't help but sigh, Shuang Chi can sell two coffins again.

Following the two of them all the way to the official road, Xinglian finally found the direction of his house, and when he arrived at the gate of Qiao's mansion, it was almost dusk.

Just as he was about to step in, the housekeeper at the door suddenly shouted at the top of his throat: "Fifth Miss is back!" ”

"Xing'er!" With the voice of the housekeeper all the way, her cheap daddy rushed to the door, walked to her side, and hugged her into his arms, "There is news from the palace that the princess and the prince have arrived, but you have not come back for a long time, and your father is almost scared to death by you!" ”

Scared? Didn't you wish she had died sooner?