He hadn't taken two steps when the side door suddenly opened, and a servant came running profusely, panting and restraining his chest from heaving, trying to be polite: "Madame! Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The bloodied fugitive looked at Xiao Qian in despair. He saw the woman hesitating.

"You escaped into the manor in front of the Parisian police?" Xiao Qian confirmed.

The fugitive nodded in frustration, then eagerly explained, coughing after saying a few words: "I'm desperate, just ...... ......"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not as capable as you think. If the evidence is conclusive, I can only hand you over to the Paris police. Xiao Qian hung down her long eyelashes guiltily. She motioned for the housekeeper to cooperate with the police to arrest someone, and then turned around to leave.

"Ma'am!" cried the fugitive in despair, "don't hand me over to the police, please! they will not hesitate to kill me, just as they killed the Emperor!"

Xiao Qian suddenly felt that her skirt weighed a thousand pounds, and she couldn't even drag it when she walked. She stopped, clutched the lace of her skirt, and bit the corner of her lip to look back at the fugitive. Her gaze was incomparably weak, and her shining eyes went straight to the fragile heart.

The fugitive realizes that the emperor is Xiao Qian's guilt.

"I'm not afraid of death. But my body should be shattered in revenge, not rotted in the dungeons of the kingkillers!" said the fugitive earnestly.

"The host...... The power of the Paris police is great...... You have to be cautious. The butler looked at the hostess apprehensively. At present, the police in Paris are arrogant and noisy, and the old butler does not want the master to commit crimes against the wind.

Xiao Qian lowered her head, and her soft heart was gently cut by a knife. She found herself changing a lot, soft-hearted, nostalgic, a person dragged down by her conscience, a person like Frederick.

She grabbed the lace collar and looked down to see what Frederick would do.

He will definitely avenge his old friend and fulfill the ideals of the deceased.

"Order the family doctor to come to the cellar and treat his wounds. Butler, you personally take care of the evidence and bloodstains of the manor, and I will deal with the police. "After Xiaoqian decides to save people, the decision-making will be skillful and neat.

"The host...... Agents are everywhere and you need to protect yourself. The gray-haired butler tactfully admonished.

Xiao Qian lifted her long skirt and walked to the living room: "I have nothing to fear." ”

"The Parisians will thank you in ten years!ma'am!" the fugitive was ecstatic.

Xiao Qian walked through the living room and towards the porch, and heard the anxious doorbell ringing in a string, which was extremely harsh.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Qian pulled open the door, frowned and hugged his chest, and asked angrily.

There was a circle of spies piled up outside the door, like ants moving corpses. The leader is still the domineering beard from last time.

"It's a master pass. An underground party has fled into your estate. We're going to go in and search your manor now, ma'am. The beard pulled out his spy license.

"Are you so obsessed with arresting people? Or is this how you get promoted and make a fortune?"

"Maybe there was a big official covering you before. But this time, I advise you to cooperate with the search. The beard opened his eyes wide, and his voice was threatening.

"Misunderstanding, I'm not going to stop you from searching the manor this time. I just don't advise you to do that, that's all. Xiao Qian lowered her head and picked her red nails, and replied casually: "You will regret it when you walk into the living room, and you will find that you have lost more than just your conscience." ”

The beard ignored Xiaoqian. He finally raised his eyebrows and was able to enter this fragrant and luxurious manor. He was so excited that he vowed to be ashamed and turn the living room of the big star upside down.

"Seal off the manor, surround the mansion, and make sure that the people inside can't fly! And Leng Yan Xiaoqian had lost interest, she turned around and walked into the living room, leaving the door open.

Then the bearded man with two right-hand men, drew his pistol, stepped into the porch with a fierce attitude, stepped out three lines of muddy footprints, and rushed into the living room.

"Catch all the suspicious people who shouldn't be in the mansion, etc., and bring them all back for examination!" "The bearded man rushed into the living room in all directions, and immediately found the pot-bellied Chancellor of the Exchequer. This fat man, who was wrapped in silk pajamas, piled up all his fat on the sofa, and was awkwardly silent, constantly scratching his greasy face with his index finger very seriously.

"......" the beard was silent, and he felt like he had broken something terrible. And the heroine has faded away, leaving the Chancellor of the Exchequer alone in the living room very subtly.

"Who is your title, your name, and your superiors?" the Chancellor of the Exchequer rubbed his face in his palms in annoyance.

The bearded man reported to himself anxiously, then turned around and gestured desperately to stop more younger brothers from pouring into the living room.

The Chancellor of the Exchequer rubbed his face for a long time before calmly lifting his face from his palm, looking at the beard seriously and calmly and saying, "Strictly speaking, I am currently inspecting the asset restructuring of the No. 6 pharmaceutical factory in Paris. So, you shouldn't see me in the mansion of a female celebrity. ”

"Yes...... No, I mean, it shouldn't. "The beard is submissive.

"Will you tell me about it?" asked the Chancellor of the Exchequer kindly.

"I'm ......," the beard struggled to composure, and then flattered: "I swear I won't say a word, as long as you can ......."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer gently continued: "Good. If I had heard even a single word about the day in the midst of the noise, I would have publicly skinned you black, and then privately skinned you, and then thrown you into the Bastille, so that the fugitives you had captured with your own hands would have a good time with you. ”

When he said the last sentence, the fat man almost burst out of his teeth.

The bearded man immediately spoke incoherently: "I can't say a word! I don't remember anything about what just happened!" He pushed the lieutenant on the left hard: "Do you remember what just happened?"

"I don't remember!" the lieutenant was so clever that he shook his head like a rattle.

"Then gentlemen, could you please leave the stage in an orderly manner and let me change out of this dressing gown?" asked the fat man politely.

"Uh...... You mean, retreat outside the manor?" asked the beard awkwardly.

The Chancellor's eyes widened.

The lieutenant cleverly poked his boss in the arm. He suddenly realized that he patted his head and shouted, "Oh, oh, oh!

"Surveillance?" the fat man stood up and asked suspiciously, "Did anyone else see me enter the mansion?"

The beard almost fell to his knees, desperately explaining, and longing for the long tail to come out and wag: "No! I am not! I am not! It was an accident! I immediately removed all surveillance, and ordered my men to keep their mouths shut, and never approach the manor again!"

"You're a smart guy, you'd better keep it all the time. The Chancellor of the Exchequer raised his index finger.

The beard was incoherent and trembling.

"Do you expect me to take you outside the door?" the fat man asked in a weird manner, sitting down on the sofa, piling up the fat on the sofa, and picking up the coffee cup.

The beard woke up like a dream, and quickly retired.

"We haven't met. The cunning fat man held out his index finger, "But I'll remember you." ”

The beard was like a treasure, and he withdrew from the mansion with great gratitude, and very consciously wiped off the shoe prints with his sleeves, he rubbed it so carefully that he wanted to lick the floor tiles until they were as smooth as new.

Then the beard rushed out of the mansion, through the manor, quickly gathered his ant-like men, and retreated like a whirlwind.

The Chancellor of the Exchequer stood behind the curtain and squinted at the departing spies: "This kind of person can often soar, but he is so smart that I am saddened." ”

The smooth evil god's arm wrapped around the fat man's shoulder, and the ancient god murmured, "Xiao Qian, you are using the power I gave you to tear down my wall." ”

"......" Chancellor of the Exchequer was speechless.

"You should hand over the fugitives from the Paris Commune. And not to shelter him. Maintaining Isaac's rule is vital to my survival. The old god said softly.

"Then why don't you stop me?" asked the Chancellor, turning his head. He turned back into a female voice, sweet and tactful, melodious.

"Xiao Qian, you and the emperor are both growing. Previously, you would only use alcohol to anesthetize reality and dependence to evade responsibility. Now that you're chasing values that you share, you're making sacrifices and making choices – I'm glad for you. The old god gently stroked the fat man and turned the puffy body back into Xiao Qian's appearance, causing the nightgown to suddenly loosen and hang sexily on the girl's carcass: "I will remind you of this when your cute willfulness touches some bottom line." And this bottom line is that the war against the dark humanity must not be lost, no matter how rotten Paris is. ”

Xiao Qian felt the cold five fingers skim over her sensitive skin. Her face grew crimson, and she murmured, "You...... Don't you think some of the movements seem redundant......"

The space rippled with black ripples. As if a beauty was out of the bath, the carcass of the ancient god emerged from the ripples and gently stuck to Xiao Qian's back.

"My strength is slowly awakening...... Shouldn't you celebrate with me. Forget our contradictions and differences, and remember the beauty we have indulged in. Maybe you'll be refreshed. The old god's long hair sprinkled on Xiao Qian's shoulders, and she hugged Xiao Qian tightly, touching her little hands randomly.

Xiao Qian bit his lip, his eyes were confused by the bewitchment, he grabbed the slippery legs of the god with both hands, and gasped and insisted slightly: "Isaac only dared to kill the emperor while you were sleeping." The first thing you wake up ...... Shouldn't you ask him for guilt......"

"I need strong rulers to live in symbiosis for mutual benefit. Isaac and I both know this. So the first thing I did when I woke up was not to bring justice from heaven, but to prevent him from hurting you again, you clueless little fool. The proud chest of the ancient god was flattened on Xiao Qian's shoulder blades, and she also blew into Xiao Qian's ears.

This sweet talk of stealing the concept made Xiao Qian think that she had reached a consensus, and she was relieved to boldly sink into the abyss of happiness.