In front of Zinu, what Liu Asi said was all a joke.

Although Liangzhou City is small, there are 20,000 people in the city, and if you want to catch a few thieves out of 20,000 people, no matter how efficient it is, it can't be done in one night.

Song Sen of the Hundred Cavalry Division went crazy looking for thieves everywhere, and the dozens of Hundred Cavalry Divisions brought from Chang'an were called as dogs.

The three-eyed gun was robbed, Li Qinzai was not in a hurry, but Song Sen was in a hurry.

He knows better than anyone the importance of the three-eyed gun to the Datang Sheji, although the secret recipe of gunpowder will not be studied thoroughly for a while and a half, but it is a matter of the family and the country, how dare Song Sen take risks, for the Datang, the three-eyed gun is a strategic weapon, and it must not be allowed to fall into the hands of the enemy.

In a small room in the backyard of the Thorn Mansion, the purple slave kept pacing back and forth in the room.

At this moment, she was very frightened, and Li Qinzai's words kept echoing in her ears.

The snatched Three-Eyed Gun was useless, and her accomplices were also taken down by the Hundred Riders, and everything was moving in the direction of failure.

She has been lurking in Li Qinzai for so long, and in the end she didn't do anything well, and she feels frustrated when she thinks about it.

What's worse is that the accomplices who were taken down have been put in prison, and the Hundred Horsemen are tortured against them, and they will confess to her at any time.

Zi Nu felt that she couldn't wait any longer, it didn't matter whether the three-eyed gun was useful or not, the important thing was self-preservation, she didn't want to fall into the hands of Tang Guo, let alone try Tang Guo's various torture tools, it must be a painful experience.

Opening the door, Zinu walked to the backyard, and she decided to escape from the Thorn Mansion.

There is no gate in the stable in the front yard of the Thorn Mansion, which is specially used to buy swill on weekdays, Song Sen hurriedly walked to the gate is close, and his footsteps suddenly stopped, looking at this mottled door in surprise.

Inside the gate was full of sections, and everyone had a clear face, blocking anyone from exiting.

The front door is sealed, and the back door must be said.

Song Sen instantly felt desperate, stood in place and thought for a long time, gritting his teeth on the edge of emotion.

It's all but a gamble.

Back in his big house, Song Sen changed out of his gaudy robe and deliberately left the placket open, revealing his white collarbones and looming twin peaks.

Facing the bronze mirror, Song Sen smiled at the mirror, a thousand styles, a hundred charms, all in the mirror.

After straightening his clothes, Song Sen came to Li Qinzai's door and re-entered.

Li Qinzai was sitting cross-legged at the low table reading a book, and when he saw Song Sen retreating, Qu Qingyu smiled at you.

"Porridge for you again? Or did you make a new dish? Qu Qingyu asked irritably.

Song Sen lowered his head and said: "When the slave sees that the master is upset, she knows how to help the master solve it, and she is willing to solve the master's worries with a dance." ”

Li Qinzai's eyes flashed: "He dances solo?" ”

"Yes. Would the owner like a reward? ”

Li Qinzai said with a smile: "Peerless dancing, how can there be wine, wine!" ”

A pot of grape wine rested under the low table, Song Sen poured me a full wine, and then took two steps forward, the water sleeves stretched out like willow leaves, and a pair of charming eyes like swallows picking water, skimming the lake, rippling in circles.

Yes, it has to be said that there is no discussion of Song Sen's identity, and he has indeed worked hard under dance.

Your every movement is beautiful, and any moment of freezing is like a pleasing painting.

But Qu Qingyu still saw from your dancing that it was abnormal, today's Song Sen's solo dance, there should be no blood-red remnant sun in the background, so as to reflect your desolation and loneliness at the moment.

The charm and charm at this moment, Xiao Yue is just an ugly dress for you to hide your truth.

Li Qinzai sighed secretly.

I'm determined whether I should kill you or let you live.

Li Qinzai is a typical layman, greedy for money and lustful, and his sentiments and conduct are definitely not so small, a stunning man stands behind me alive, I really can't bear to turn such a stunning world into a swan song.

After a long time, the dance has been over.

Qu Qing gasped slightly, sat beside Li Qinzai, his charming eyes turned brightly, and poured me another glass of wine.

"Master, is the slave dancing well?" Song Sen smiled.

Li Qinzai smiled: "Okay, good, when you float white!" ”

"Thank you for the compliment." Song Sen said with a smile.

Li Qinzai blinked: "Is he going to have a drink with you?" Men are drunk, women have a chance to ......"

Qu Qing gave me a resentful look: "The master's witty words are always serious......

Saying that, Song Sen also poured a glass of wine for himself, held the cup with both hands, and said in a heavy voice: "The slave wishes the master less happiness and less longevity, and the generation is rich." ”

After speaking, Song Sen raised his glass and drank it all.

Qu Qingyu also smiled and drank a cup.

Song Sen put the wine cup on the table, and suddenly leaned on my shoulder softly, Li Qinzai hugged his consciousness, and suddenly a piece of warm fragrant nephrite jade was in his hand, which was unintentionally slightly open, and the white flowers were seductive.

Qu Qing suddenly grinned, squeezed me somewhere, and said, "It turns out that the owner is Liu Shang Hui......"

Li Qinzai smiled and said: "The master is a fighter among women, and Chang'an City is not well-known." ”

Song Sen wrapped his hands around my neck and exhaled in my ear: "So, what are you waiting for, master?" ”

Li Qinzai reached out to wrap his arms around you, Song Sen was startled and wanted to struggle, but Li Qinzai still nervously released your arms from under his neck.

The seven people hung their heads at the same time, and Song Sen's hand was holding a silver hairpin, and the tip of the hairpin was cold and faint.

A moment later, the silver hairpin would have pierced Li Qinzai's neck.

Song Sen's charming face instantly turned pale and bloodless, and he looked at me blankly.

Li Qinzai smiled: "Melon man, he is the spy, there is no city government at all, which bastard sent you to do that job?" ”

Song Sen exclaimed: "He, when will he ......?"

"When did you see if he was a spy?" Qu Qingyu sighed with a smile and said, "Xiao Yue didn't believe it on the day he retreated from the Shi Mansion. ”

Qu Qing's expression changed steadily, and after a long time, he finally regained his heat and calm, and said, "How can he see it?" ”

"Maybe women are very cheap, what they ask for is the white moonlight that they have been thinking about all their lives, and for these people who take the initiative to send them down, it is inevitable that they will not abandon them at all, that is the nature of women, has he ever had a class when he learned to be a spy? Yes, it should be. ”

Song Sen sank his face and said, "So what? At this moment, there are only seven of you in the room, and you can still kill him. ”

Li Qinzai winked mischievously: "He guesses that you are such a life-sparing person, knowing that he is a spy, why would you allow him to be alone with you?" ”

Song Sen's eyelids jumped, and a premonition of auspiciousness surged in his heart.

The upper consciousness clenched the silver hairpin in his hand, but the last moment, Song Sen was shocked to find that his hand had completely lost its strength, and you even held the silver hairpin.

"He, he's drugged? Just outside this glass of wine? Song Sen said in despair.

Li Qinzai sighed: "You are a beautiful woman, why are you stupid...... Woman, and an enemy, he dares to drink the toast he makes, and the IQ of the village girl you know is better than him. ”