Xu Fenglian's gaze lost its brilliance, and her body finally fell soft.

Su Zhuo glanced at it and asked, "Dead?"

A demon with endless hole cards died like this, and he felt a little unreal.

Although the process was not easy, he was worn out of the skin and bled out.

Xu Fenglian was assassinated by her pillow man Xu Jingwu, and the female shopkeeper of the Wanghai Chamber of Commerce also took it personally.

But he still has a sense of unreality.

Wang Xiyue could clearly feel that the special luck in Xu Fenglian's body was gradually being absorbed by her, until she confirmed that she had exhausted Xu Fenglian's luck, she said flatly: "Dead, dead can no longer die." Her heart was on the left side and did not go to the right. ”

Su Zhuo nodded.

Before that, he had always been able to feel a feeling that something was wrong in Xu Fenglian's body.

Wang Xiyue just said a new word-

violations.

He felt that it was very appropriate to use this word to describe Xu Fenglian, which was more concise and accurate than the three words "wrong".

Now that Xu Fenglian has lost her life, this feeling of disobedience has also dissipated.

It should be really dead.

She fell to the ground, in a pool of blood, the hairpin fell, her long hair like a waterfall spread out like a cloud, covering a small half of Zhang Yujing, and her purple clothes were also dyed with blood into a stunning red dress, wrapping the delicate undulating body.

Died beautifully.

He was heroic in life, but after he died, he lost that temperament, and the lines and outlines on the jade spirit became softer, and just lying there made people feel sorry for the corpse of this beauty.

The stunner was at her fingertips.

As soon as Su Zhuo raised his hand, the stunning sword on the ground disappeared, and then he held it in the palm of his hand.

Wang Xiyue is more difficult to deal with than Xu Fenglian, and if he doesn't have a sword in his hand, he feels uneasy.

Wang Xiyue looked at Su Zhuo, smiled, and said: "Changle Hou doesn't have to be nervous, you have done me a great favor, I am grateful that you are too late, how can you have the idea of extinguishing your mouth." ”

Su Zhuo just looked at her.

Wang Xiyue shook her head helplessly, she looked back at the young man holding the sword, and her eyes showed a hint of brilliance.

When this salted fish held the sword, it really had a bit of momentum to turn over.

"Xu Fenglian is even more difficult to deal with than I imagined, if I didn't hurt her without you helping me, I wouldn't have been able to take her down like this. Well...... You're more useful than you think. You know, before today, I always thought you were a salted fish. ”

"Salted fish?"

Wang Xiyue frowned and thought for a while, and then said: "Imagine that a stranded mackerel is rolling its eyes on the beach, obviously about to die, but it is still too lazy to move, basking in the sun motionless. ”

What she said was very graphic.

Su Zhuo's face was a little weird, was he so bad?

"Am I the mackerel?"

"Not bad. ”

Wang Xiyue nodded: "Of course, you don't have to worry too much." After seeing your performance today, I think you can still save this salted fish, at least you can still thrust through the salted fish, it should be very powerful. ”

Su Zhuo didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, because he found that he just wanted to know the meaning of salted fish, but as soon as the shopkeeper Wang explained, he had more questions, such as...... Spike, what the hell is that?

And so on and on.

So he went straight to the point: "What do you mean by talking about the protagonist and villain with Xu Fenglian?"

"You don't need to know this, a salted fish like you is at most a passer-by with a lot of scenes, and it doesn't do any good to know too much. ”

Lu Renjia ......?

Although he didn't know why, Su Zhuo knew that this would definitely not be a good word.

He looked at Wang Xiyue with a strange expression.

But since Wang Xiyue refused to say, he didn't want to continue to ask.

Su Zhuo believes that there are more important things to do than these.

He looked at Xu Fenglian, who had been cut off from life, with a dark face: "What should she do?"

This can represent the face of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Luohe Academy Palace at the same time, such a charming beauty died here like this, and this is going to be passed on......

Wang Xiyue smiled and said: "Don't worry about this, I will definitely handle it properly and not leave a little trouble for Changle Hou." ”

That's pretty much the same attitude.

Su Zhuo nodded, and then looked at Xu Jingwu.

Noticing his gaze, Xu Jingwu immediately glared at him fiercely, which made him feel inexplicable, he couldn't remember when he had offended her.

Su Zhuo didn't think much about it and asked, "What about this one?"

Wang Xiyue said: "Miss Xu naturally won't talk nonsense, and if it spreads, it won't do her any good, and when the time comes, we will arrange a suitable reason for the death of the county lord of Jingbei." ”

Su Zhuo looked at her for a long time, and threw the Shocking Sword in his hand to Wang Xiyue: "That's fine, I don't like trouble." ”

The female shopkeeper, known as the first beauty in Wanghai City, took the sword, raised her jade finger and gently brushed the sword body, and said as if pointed: "The dragon tide is coming, Changle Hou probably needs a sword." ”

When the dragon tide comes, if you want to climb to the top of Wanghai City to watch the tide, only the sword can withstand the pressure of the tide, go against the tide, and climb to the top of the city.

The sword required by Edgeworth is not an ordinary sword.

The monk needs to have a heart to mind with this sword, and the reason why some disciples of the Haoshan Sword Sect have to sleep with the sword when they sleep is also for this heart-to-heart connection.

At that time, it will no longer be as casual as at the Wanghai banquet.

If you take a sword at will, let alone Edgeworth, you won't have the qualifications to go to the city.

Su Zhuo said calmly: "There will be." ”

Wang Xiyue smiled and said: "I'm looking forward to Changle Hou's performance when the dragon tide comes, the picture of the salted fish jumping over the dragon gate must be very exciting." ”

Su Zhuo didn't like the saying that the salted fish jumped over the dragon gate, frowned, and asked, "So...... What about you, the king's treasurer?"

Wang Xiyue waved his hand and said, "There's no need." ”

Su Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Xu Fenglian on the ground, and finally saluted: "The aftermath will be handed over to the shopkeeper Wang." ”

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......

Four Flower Column Garden.

The room is beautifully furnished, the fragrance on the couch is still there, and there are many mirrors in the room, different sizes and shapes, if you only rely on the first feeling, you will not think that this is a man's room, only think that this is a woman's boudoir.

That man is Nangong Buye.

The room was empty, the colors were beautiful, and the women's clothes were hanging in the room, such as skirts, gowns, skirts, skirts, skirts, and skirts...... The room is full of spring, but it gives people a lonely and cold feeling, they all seem to be waiting for someone here.

There was no one in the room.

Nangong wandered aimlessly through the streets and alleys of Wanghai City all night.

The night was deep.

It was very windy.

He didn't care about his soaked clothes, his skirt stained with mud, or the rain washing away his rouge.

It's so beautiful that she envies others, so what? Doesn't she also say that she is a shemale who is neither male nor female?

Nangong Buye is very paranoid, and he will not waver in what he believes.

For example, he should be more graceful than a woman.

Since he had identified her, there was no other place to go but her.

Nangong Buye thought that he would wander in the city until dawn, and then he was brought back to Silanhua to bear the scolding of the division commander.

But he suddenly sensed something and stopped.

She smelled blood.

But that's not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the smell of blood is mixed with the faint smell that belongs to her alone.

Nangong Buye walked through a small alley with some uncertainty and came to the deepest part.

There was a woman covered in blood lying on the ground.

Could it be that she ......?

Nangong was stunned for no night.

If it's really her...... Why is she here? Why does she smell of blood so strong?

He walked over step by step.

It's getting closer.

He finally saw the figure at the end of the alley.

Then he froze.

The peerless beauty, who had always looked down on herself, was lying in the deep alley, the cold rain lapping on her body, mixed with blood.

"It's really her...... How is that possible!"

The woman who said that she wanted to become the first female vassal king of the Great Zhou Dynasty died in this sea city like this.

As if she had lost her heart and gone crazy, Nangong pounced on her body all night, and finally saw the pale jade face clearly, with wet hair sticking to her sideburns, her lips sticking to green silk, and her cloud hair was spread out messily. She opened her phoenix eyes wide, which were usually not angry and self-threatening.

But she is no longer so sharp, at this time, she looks so sad and moving, teaching people pity.

Nangong Buye carefully helped her smooth the hair on her forehead and helped her wipe away the blood that overflowed from her mouth.

He thought that he only loved each other's domineering, and he was as heroic as a man.

But when she was seen lying quietly in the deep alley, she was just like an ordinary woman.

"No...... No...... You are Xu Fenglian...... How could it be possible to die in this place?"

Nangong Buye hugged her with trembling hands, looking like crazy, muttering to himself.

Women are confidants.

He is a beautiful person in the world, but he can't surprise her gaze, what's the point?

Nangong looked at the body in his arms all night.

He froze.

Isn't the woman she has always dreamed of in her arms now?

I won't ridicule myself, and I won't push myself away.

She belongs only to herself now.

Realizing this, he was a little flattered, and then showed ecstasy, hugged the beautiful corpse tightly, and buried his head deep in the towering soft jade peak.

The delicate body in her arms had already cooled, as cold as this stormy Wanghai City, but she felt an unprecedented warmth.

Nangong cried and laughed all night, and muttered, "Great." ”

He trembled and took out the long knife that had defeated three leaders in a row at the Wanghai Banquet, and wiped it off his neck without hesitation.

The knife flashed.

All that was left in the alley was the noisy sound of rain.