The crescent moon is like a hook, and the ensemble of Guxun and the jade flute slowly ends in the night sky.

A man's elegant voice came from behind, and he said reservedly: "Girl, it really happened that I met again."

"Unfortunately, I don't want to meet you." Han Qing complained in his heart.

"This song is called "Hu Ji Eighteen Beats" is the late Han Dynasty Zhao Wenji stayed in Hu for 12 years, after returning to the Han Dynasty to compose a song of injury, I didn't expect to meet a girl in this place to play, it is really a foreign land to meet a bosom friend."

Murong Bai pinched the jade flute, and his always calm tone was full of surprise at the moment.

Han Qing didn't say anything, he safely tied the bone Xun around his waist, lowered his head and nodded at him, passing by him, planning to leave the land of right and wrong quickly.

"What's your name, girl?" Murong Bai grabbed the woman's arm that passed sideways, stared at her quietly and asked with a side face.

Her gaze silently fell on Murong Bai's fingers grasping her arm.

"It's a girl." Murong Bai touched her sight and quickly let go of his hand.

With soft and clear eyes, he shook his head and smiled quietly at the corner of his mouth.

"The girl is really like an old friend of mine, and I am looking for him now." Murong Bai Yurong said with a longing expression.

He stood still, his eyes blinking silently, patiently listening to him.

"I don't know why I talked about it with the girl." Murong Bai looked like a hairy boy, his slender fingers grasped the jade flute, and he said a little shyly.

He reached out and touched his head lovingly, and with a few finger strokes, a comforting smile appeared on the pretty ground.

"You mean I'll find him, thank you." Murong Baixing's eyes smiled in a beautiful arc.

"Girl, my name is Murong Bai, can you ask the girl's name." Murong Bai apprehensively tapped his palm with the jade flute, and asked with a smile.

Twisting his slender fingers, he gestured to the fire, and then raised his hands and made a soft and twisted movement of his limbs.

"Huh?" Murong Bai asked.

He nodded happily, then closed his eyes and made a sleeping sign language.

"Excuse me." Murong Bai took a step back and hurriedly gave her a way out.

He nodded to him, lifted the light purple skirt, and the figure of Na slowly disappeared into his eyes through the balcony.

Murong Bai retracted his gaze, smelled a few wisps of women's still fragrance faintly left in his nose, sighed faintly, looked at the crescent moon with starry eyes and asked, "Han Qing, where are you?"

He just wanted to find Han Qing as soon as possible and save his life, although the emperor's brother-in-law wanted him to be Han Qing secretly, he had already thought of a way to deal with it.

He planted the poison of Mu Zombie in order to prevent Han Qing from not cooperating with him, he originally planned to set fire to the inn and use other corpses to replace Tao Zhuang.

Hiding Han Qing can not only save his life, but also save the two of them from becoming enemies in the future. Unexpectedly, Fan Moya was killed halfway and robbed Han Qing in advance, causing his plan to fail.

Han Qing is now poisoned and should not be able to act, Fan Moya is inconvenient to take him to move, and I don't know if Han Qing will have an accident.

Although Murong Bai did not have deep contact with Fan Moya, his intuition told him that this person was definitely not a good person. Han Qing's behavior is so poor, and he makes enemies everywhere, if he offends, it will be over.

Murong Bai was worried that the poison of this wood stiffness could not be solved, Fan Moya disliked the poisoned Han Qing and made him flee in trouble, and threw him down the mountain halfway, and the jackals, tigers and leopards would eat Han Qing who had no power to protect himself.

Here Murong Bai was worried about Han Qing's safety, Han Qing went back to the room, and when he saw that the couple of men were still obsessed with the things between the bed, he couldn't help but be very disgusted, sat by the window, and poured a cup of tea to suppress his shock.

Han Qing said in his heart: I didn't expect to blow a Xun and actually attract Murong Bai, it was really dangerous, but fortunately, he went out to put on a human skin mask again for the sake of insurance.

Murong Bai's reason for accosting a woman just now is really old-fashioned. If it weren't for the fear of being recognized by him for a long time, he would definitely play a good trick on him.

There was a very cool sound on the bed, Han Qing was so frightened that he almost couldn't hold the teacup, and quietly walked into the bed tent, and saw Na Binu sitting on the man's body, with a face, and couldn't help but chill that his heroic appearance was ruined.

Han Qing said curiously: Is it interesting and speechless between men?

Han Qing took off his clothes, patted Binu's shoulder, and motioned for him to go down.

Binu's face was full of reluctance, and he reluctantly got down and left, Han Qing climbed into bed, untied the hairband on Fan Moya's eyes, and said with a smile: "Wu Xiang, are you satisfied?"

Fan Moya looked at Han Qing and said greedily with silver eyes: "It's not enough."

Han Qing sat high on him, the hairband between his fingers hung down on his handsome face, dragging down all the way, and his narrow eyes quipped: "Half of the antidote is naturally half of the spring breeze."

"I'll give you the antidote to your other half right now." Fan Moya's red flag had not yet fallen, and his lust was strong, and when he heard that Han Qing was about to end halfway, he hurriedly got up and said in a panic.

"Hehe, it's late, the deal is over, Wu Xiang can remember to keep his promise and give me the other half of the antidote tomorrow." Han Qing pushed Fan Moya back on the pillow, grabbed his clothes and put them on neatly, and said with a smile.

"Han Qing, you can't just leave me like this." When Fan Moya saw that Han Qing was leaving, he quickly got up and chased after him, because his hands and feet were bound, and he fell down in embarrassment.

It was rare for Han Qing to see Fan Moya make a fool of himself, covering his mouth and laughing mercilessly, and his steps became more and more brisk.

Fan Moya was almost made to cry without tears by Han Qing's demon, and he put Han Qing together with great remorse, and now he simply lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot.

After Fan Moya untied the shackles, it was ineffective to shoot Han Qing's door, so he could only go back to the room depressed.

In a quiet corner where no one stood, two people stood.

"No, it's your reward." Han Qing handed a few taels of silver to Binu and said.

Binu took the silver, covered his mouth and smiled hypocritically: "Girl, it's really polite, Binu has never received such a handsome guest, and it is really earned, but it's a pity that the time is too short."

When Binu mentioned Fan Moya, his eyes were full of fascination and nostalgia, and he wanted to do it again, Han Qing couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

Binu stuffed the silver into his waist, said goodbye, and said, "The girl will look for Binu next time, and I won't charge you money."

"Remember, this matter can only rot in the stomach, if you say it, I will kill you." Han Qing put his hand on Binu's shoulder, and said with infinite danger leaking from his body.

Binu was startled by the vicious and cruel face of this young and pretty girl, and nodded her head in fright, and walked away quickly.

The next day, amid the sound of the carriage, Fan Moya unwillingly handed over the pill to Han Qing.

Fan Moya's fingers slid over Han Qing's slightly rough palm, Zhou Zheng's eyebrows and eyes, and said with great resentment: "My life-saving grace, in exchange for this half of the spring breeze, it is really a loss."

Han Qing raised his head neatly, swallowed the pill, felt the power of his body's recovery, and comfortably hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Who is called Wu Xiang, not honest."

"If I give you all the antidotes, it is estimated that even the spring breeze of Bandu will be gone." Fan Moya had already figured out Han Qing's heart and revealed it bluntly.

"Hehe, Wu Xiang, I regret it indefinitely." Han Qing pushed open the window, turned around and said goodbye slyly.

"Han Qing ......" Fan Moya jumped into the air, opened the window and saw Han Qing's light body like a bird's swallow, lightly between the branches, and quickly moved away.

Fan Moya always felt that something was wrong in his heart, until he just touched Han Qing's hand, and now he reacted, and a wave of nausea rushed to his throat, grabbed the window of the carriage, and vomited wildly.

Ah Gu, when he heard the movement behind him, he stopped driving, immediately entered the carriage and asked, "Holy Son, what's wrong?"

"He lied to me...... He liars me...... ...... vomit," Fan Moya said with a fragile expression, grabbing the collar of Ah Gu Di.

Fan Moya secretly hated himself last night, his rational mind was carried away by excitement, and he was actually confused by Han Qing, and his holy pure yang body was lost in the hands of a slut.

"Who lied to you?" Ah Gu hurriedly patted him on the shoulder and asked impatiently.

"Han Qing - Han Qing - I will never let you go next time." Fan Moya angrily wiped the dirt from his mouth, pale his fingers, and slumped into the window, his eyes cracked and shouted angrily.

In the blink of an eye, thinking that the inferior person with dirty blood had touched him last night, he was still immersed in it, and his nausea flooded his throat again, and for the first time in his heart, he resented Han Qing's evil.

"Ah——, I'm going to kill everyone in Chongsheng Building......" Fan Moya gritted his teeth and said angrily, his silver eyes were covered with a layer of blood red, as if a demon god was coming to the world.

Ah Gu, looking at the sharp claws that passed through his throat in disbelief, looking at Fan Moya's bloodstained eyes, and said sadly: "Holy Son, you must not respond to that demon and abandon the supreme heavenly way."

He has served by Fan Moya's side since he was a child, Fan Moya was born with silver eyes, and since he was a child, he was regarded as the savior sent by the gods to save purgatory on earth, and accepted supreme worship and respect.

However, after the Holy Son baptized Han Qing, he changed, and he could feel that the benevolent, selfless, and righteous Holy Son began to be occupied by evil, and he began to become cruel, selfish, and evil.

He couldn't imagine what the Holy Son had done to Han Qing in the carriage in the past few days, and he was extremely panicked in his heart, a Holy Son who saved all living beings had fallen into the devil's path, which was undoubtedly a disaster to the common people in the world.

"None of you can know about it." Fan Moya saw Ah Gu's sad eyes and said in horror. As soon as the slender fingers were forced, the head of the Gu Di fell to the ground.

"I'm going to kill all those people, kill them, kill them......" Fan Moya withdrew his blood-stained fingers and muttered in his mouth.

Blood from his slender fingers, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven...... The ground fell to the ground, like the scarlet flowers on the Huangquan Road.

A day later, a news that shocked the Seven Kingdoms came, Chongshenglou overnight, so everyone was slaughtered and waited, blood flowed everywhere, like Shura hell.

However, there was no evidence left by the murderous demon at the scene, and it became a bloody unsolved case.

It is rumored that the murderer was the murderous demon who killed Sima Huan's sister, and General Murong Bai's men and horses are said to have gone out to investigate the murderer that night, and they escaped by not being there.

The only living private slave, because he saw that the situation was wrong, hid in the basket in the aisle, fortunately escaped, but unfortunately he was scared into a fool, and his mouth could only repeat the words: "Lotus...... Lotus ......"

Between the barren mountains and mountains, the horses' hooves are clattering.

Han Qing glanced back, Fan Moya, who was unconscious tied to his back, frowned, and said in his heart: "This person is really fragile, after killing someone, he actually wants to commit suicide, and he wants to erase the evidence."