Hua Mao'er led Leng Bu out of the Forbidden City in Jingzhou, and the surrounding picture changed again, and the two returned to the place where they had fought again. Looking around coldly, the green trees on the side of the road are still there, the walls of the house are intact, everything seems to be a dream, an illusion.

The hand of the flower cat turned into the armor again, and the fine lines on the top of the armor are real, and this fine lines prove that everything that has just been experienced is not a dream.

The flower cat put on a ghost face and didn't speak, and was about to turn away, but stopped him coldly. Then, he fell silent again, he opened his mouth, still not asking. Hua Mao'er smiled, and then said: "You and I have a deep fate, and we will see each other again in the near future." ”

The words fell, the black wind rose, and the figures had dispersed.

"Who are you?"

After the cat left, he was silent and slowly spit out these words. Is this black-clothed ghost face a person from the 160th to 194th year of the Dragon Calendar? It turns out that hundreds of years ago, there was still a clan in Daye called Youlong. Leng Buzhi's hand pressed the black and white double sword on his waist again, he was thinking, if he could pull out the sword at that time and seal the throat of the man in white pajamas with a sword, then the matter would be simple?

But then, Leng Bu laughed, he laughed at himself, I don't know when he started, he was so naïve.

Before he could think of where to go, someone called out to him, and when he turned around, it was Mrs. Birch Ying, and beside her, there were two little girls, one of them, with a sword on his back. The girl with the sword on her back saw that she was silent, and couldn't help but show joy in her eyes, and looked at Mrs. Huaying. Lady Bloomer didn't look at her, just shook her head.

Knowing what Mrs. Huaying meant, the girl with the sword on her back couldn't help frowning and pouting, looking displeased.

The cold expression regained its coldness, and asked, "Madame, what do you mean?"

The words were cold, but they did not exude a murderous aura, which surprised Mrs. Birch Ying. But before Mrs. Huaying spoke, Leng Bu had turned around, he spoke again, and said: "The unmarried son has told his fate, and his life is like a thousand-year-old king, and when he returns from his injury, Mrs. will wash his neck and wait for the two of us." ”

Such disrespectful words caused the two girls beside Mrs. Huaying to frown and look angry. The girl with the sword on her back also ignored the obstacles, the sword was unsheathed, and the arrow shot at Leng Bu silently.

With a swing of the sword, he easily avoided it without saying a word. The girl's body swirled and handed out a sword, and a short sword flew out of her chest without saying a word, and she blocked it. Only then could he hear the sound of the blades handing over, but it was the sound of breaking wind, and the girl separated another sword from the sword he was fighting with.

The ability to attack was a surprise, but he was silent but only moved slightly, which made this girl's sneak attack come to naught.

After all, the little girl was young and vigorous, and the surprise attack did not work, and she slashed one after another with two swords in her hand. Coldly avoided more than a dozen swords, and also admired this little girl's outstanding talent in swordsmanship, but it's a pity, it's a pity, there is no famous teacher to guide her, this talent, I'm afraid it will be wasted.

Love and cherish talents, and only because he is cold and silent, a good sword. But no matter how good he is, this girl is also Mrs. Birch's person. was silent and merciless, taking advantage of the girl's vacancy, she lifted it out with one foot. Even though the little girl reacted quickly, blocked with both swords, and kicked on the sword silently, the force was too strong, and the little girl was still kicked and flew out.

The other girl beside Mrs. Birch Ying took out her hand to turn the force of the sword-wielding girl flying upside down, and caught her steadily. Then, only the sound of metal shattering was heard, and the blades of the double swords in the hands of the sword-wielding girl cracked and shattered to the ground.

The little girl was surprised at first, and then looked at Leng Bu with an angry face, panting, and her chest kept rising and falling.

And the cold silence, still like an ice sculpture, standing coldly, without a word.

Mrs. Huaying glanced at the two girls with some complaints, and then looked at Leng Buyu, and was about to speak, but when she saw Leng Buyu's fierce eyes, she spit out a word between her teeth: "Get out!"

The words fell, and he walked away without saying a word, and Madame Hua Ying only sighed, but did not dare to step forward to intercept it.

When he returned to the City Lord's Mansion, Bai Ling was replying to the official document in the study, although it was ten lines at a glance, the pen in his hand never stopped moving. His eyebrows changed with the contents of the paperwork, sometimes happy and excited, sometimes gloomy, and some eyes were about to kill. 17

There was no one to pass through, the door of the study was gently pushed open, and with the sound of "squeak", Mrs. Hua Ying walked in with a bowl of steaming sweet soup. Seeing that it was his beloved who came in, Bai Ling put down the pen, erased all the emotions before, left only a smiling face, and walked towards Mrs. Huaying.

The two sat down at the tea table, Bai Ling picked up the sweet soup, blew a few sips gently, and then drank the sweet soup to the bottom.

"The white fungus soup made by Madame is really delicious. ”

Mrs. Hua Ying covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and complained: "It's obviously not delicious, so you are the only one who says that." ”

Bai Ling changed her previous seriousness and said with a smile: "That's because the requirements for sweet soup are different from those for husbands, and Mrs. makes it specially for her husband, and she has an appetite for her husband, not for others." If others don't like to drink, you can go to the kitchen or outside and find what you like. ”

Mrs. Hua Ying stretched out her finger and poked it lightly at the center of Bai Ling's eyebrows, and said, "It's sweet words that coax people again, and I'm not ashamed when I'm old." ”

Bai Ling was still laughing, but then, her expression changed, and she was full of gloom.

When Mrs. Huaying saw it, she also frowned slightly, and asked, "But what happened to those things?"

Bai Ling didn't want to hide it, nodded slightly, and then said in a mournful voice: "I don't know how long I can hide those people, if I urge the cold wind to continue to investigate, it's a good thing." ”

Hearing Bai Ling say this, Mrs. Hua Ying was a little surprised, looking at Bai Ling, her pupils dilated slightly, her voice trembled, and said, "You, you mean, Wu Ziqian ······"

Bai Ling didn't intend to hide it, nodded, and then said: "Wu Ziqian, the lizard hunter, is indeed the place where the people of the Inner Mansion are leading to a fork in the road. However, Wu Ziqian's family background is too clean, and soon, whether it is the cold wind urging his life, or other idlers in the inner mansion, they will find out that they were deceived by me Bai Ling. But when they find out the truth, they turn back and it's too late. ”

Mrs. Hua Ying did not complain about Bai Ling, she knew that Bai Ling was a person, but Wu Ziqian died for him Bai Ling after all. Mrs. Hua Ying stretched out her hand and pressed it on the back of Bai Ling's hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Husband, you want to be above ten thousand people, and the concubine will accompany you." If you want to fence the courtyard, the slave family is still with you. ”

Bai Ling stared at his wife, her eyes were full of love, she smiled slightly, and said: "No matter how big the world is, the glory and wealth, and the reputation and power are not as good as one-ten-thousandth of my wife." However, the affection of the benefactor must be repaid. ”

Mrs. Huaying nodded, what kind of power position, gold, silver and jewelry, she didn't care, as long as there were people in front of her, it was enough. But then Mrs. Hua Ying wrinkled slightly, bit her lip, and still didn't say anything.

Seeing his wife like this, Bai Ling smiled, then let out a long breath and said, "But, the people of the Hua family have left Guwei City?"

Mrs. Hua Ying looked at Bai Ling in horror in her eyes, obviously the secret letter was sent to her place, but he still knew. But then Mrs. Huaying thought of it, because from beginning to end, the supreme ruler of this cold city was him Bai Ling, not herself.

Bai Ling still had a smiling face, her voice was still gentle, and said, "People from the Hua family, if you want to come, then come." Madam, do you know how much I want you to meet Honghong, but unfortunately, after all, it is I, the elder brother, who have lost him. ”

Thinking of his half-brother, thinking of this little cripple who was ostracized by the clan, thinking of Hua Shaohong's practice of arrows until the skin of his fingers was broken, and the blood did not stop, Bai Ling's heart was trembling and extremely painful.

When Madame Hua Ying saw her husband so sad, she also knew that he had always felt indebted to his brother, who was born with a cripple. Although I heard that Hua Shaohong stole the heirloom bow of the Hua family and left the Hua family, she was helpless, no matter how much manpower and financial resources were spent, she still did not find her little uncle.

Without waiting for the two of them to be sad again, someone knocked on the door lightly, it was a young man, and he heard this young man say respectfully and softly: "City Lord, there is a young master in purple clothes in the house, seeing his face, it is a little similar to the city lord······"

Without waiting for the young man to finish speaking, Bai Ling pushed open the door in a few arrow steps, and his words could not hide his excitement, and said, "Where is he?"