There are too many people in this world, who are not afraid of blood on their hands, but they are afraid that there are ghosts in this world.

There are ghosts in my heart.

Looking at Helian Yue's panicked appearance, Wang Chunying only felt bored, and without saying a few words, she waved her out.

Out of the room, Helian Yue sat in the corridor again.

Not far away, there was a sound of frolicking.

You don't have to guess to know that it must be the loser, and I don't know which maid to laugh at, or if I brought a woman back from outside the house, these are not uncommon things.

After thinking about it, Helian Yue stepped forward slowly.

Standing behind the carved window, she clearly saw the scene of "wind and snow" in the courtyard.

Helian Qi was blindfolded, smiling so proudly, the flowers and greenery of the yard were floating in front of him, and the laughter spread far away, even passers-by across the wall could hear it clearly.

"Sure enough." Helian Yue muttered quietly, "The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked."

And with a father there must be a son.

Helian Qi scooped up the approaching woman, "Caught it!"

The enchanting woman, laughing like a flower branch, shouted Childe, that is called a nephrite warm fragrance, delicate voice.

"Today, it's you!" Helian Qi suddenly picked up the person horizontally, turned around and entered the house.

The women next to her, holding their stomachs and laughing, followed into the house.

The door was open, and laughter could be heard from time to time.

"Happy life!" Helian Yue narrowed her eyes, "It's really happy!"

Others don't know, but she knows very well where Helian Qi's weakness is, when he was at the border in the past, he was often reprimanded by his father for such things, but because the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, the people in Jinling City don't know that he has such a character.

When I returned to Jinling City, where could I hold on to such a drunken gold fan?

Especially now, the Helian family is in full swing, and the Guogong Mansion is in power, what else is there to scruple about? Naturally, this nature is no longer hidden.

Baili Chang'an is not in Jinling City, where it is still the Guogong Mansion that has the final say, the rest ...... Even if it's the prime minister?

To put it bluntly, it's just grass on the wall.

A civil official, apart from writing a few words, what can he stop?

"Miss?" The maid whispered.

Helian Yue came back to her senses and walked towards the garden with her sleeves brushed up, "I don't want to go out today, I just want to stay here for a while."

"Yes!" The maid didn't dare to ask more.

But I still understand a little in my heart, the people of Qianji Pavilion have searched the courtyard, and the people in the courtyard must have run away, but if Qianji Pavilion touches the melon, it will involve Miss.

The Kokugong Mansion is the best place to take refuge......

As Helian Yue thought, there was indeed a commotion outside.

Qianji Pavilion was on an errand, and it could have crossed Jinling Mansion, but now Baili Chang'an can't show up, so Baihu's body was handed over to Jinling Mansion and sent to Yizhuang for proper placement, and waited to find out the truth of the matter.

With Jinling Mansion here, this matter seems to be much easier, and the officials began to hold the portrait of the white tiger all over the street, asking the people in the past to see if anyone recognizes it?

Qinglong stood there, looked at the official beside him holding a portrait, and asked the man on the side if he had seen this person.

At that moment, Qinglong's face was pale, his sword-holding hand was clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were bulging.

White tiger?

It's the White Tiger!

What are they talking about?

The corpse of the white tiger?

Qinglong turned around silently and walked into the alley, after turning a corner, there was no one left and right, he leaned limply against the cold wall, silently ripped off the hat on his head, and his eyes were slightly red. qδ

After a long pause, he adjusted his mood, raised his head and let out a long breath.

Put on the hat again, Qinglong turned around and walked towards the other end of the alley, since the body is in Yizhuang, then go and see what is going on first, to determine if it is a white tiger.

He still couldn't believe that the white tiger would die so easily

, The four of them followed Gongzi, and they were not weak in kung fu, how could they die so inexplicably?

However, after entering Yizhuang, Qinglong gave up.

White tiger?

It's the White Tiger!

Lying in a simple coffin, there were no traces of struggle on his body, only a knife wound in the heart, looking at the traces, it should be a short blade, if it wasn't for being defenseless at close range, no one could have hurt the white tiger like this.

"White Tiger?" Qinglong stood on the edge of the coffin, looking at the brothers who got along day and night, he was still talking and laughing before, and he was discussed, but now he became a corpse, and the sadness and hatred in his heart grew rapidly, "Don't worry, I won't let you die in vain, if I know who did it, I will definitely take his life to avenge you."

The white tiger lay there, motionless.

"Lie here first, and then come back to pick you up when I take revenge." Qinglong's eyes turned scarlet, "Wait for me to come back!"

With that, he jumped out of the back window.

The death of the white tiger must be inseparable from the Suzaku Bird, Qinglong is still quite defensive about the Suzaku Bird, he knows the Suzaku very well, which is why he told the White Tiger not to act rashly before.

Suzaku is paranoid and ruthless, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

"Suzaku!" Qinglong gritted his teeth, "It's better not you, or ......."

Even if he kills his own brothers, there is no need for such a traitor to live anymore, he Qinglong is bound to clean up the portal and eradicate the traitor.

It's just, where is Suzaku now?

He had found that courtyard, but the people of Qianji Pavilion were one step ahead of Qinglong, so there was no need to go in again, a person as smart as Suzaku must have already fled when he heard the news.

Qinglong walked cautiously on the street, and now there is no goal, so he can only blindly search, maybe he will be lucky enough to meet the dead mouse!

The second floor of the inn.

The window was hidden, and someone stood quietly behind the window, staring coldly at the man wearing the hat, the corners of his lips curled slightly, outlining a cold sneer, "I know, there is another one!"