People always have bad roots, especially after getting used to it, and forget the hatred at the beginning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She has begun to feel some pity for this princess, high and noble, if she recruits a son-in-law, she is afraid that the whole continent will be a sensation.

But she doesn't like men, she only likes her, and she seems to have always thought that she is a man, and her cold temperament has been like this since she was a child.

The red concubine now feels that she has a little hope, because yesterday the princess was very angry and almost killed her, which shows that she was in her heart and thinking about a man.

This is her chance, as long as the princess falls in love with that man, then she is free.

People live in the world, see people talk about people, talk about ghosts, wear a lot of masks, she also wears a lot of masks, takes out a green jade villain from the deepest hidden place, and gently rubs it.

She had forgotten a lot of things, her childhood was blank, and since she could remember, she had been in a hell for almost ten years, and nothing had changed.

But she was confident that she could regain her memory, because there were many more fragments in her mind by now, especially after hearing the name.

She wanted to find that person and ask herself who it really was?

Dressed in the water and hiding the bruises and tooth marks all over her body, she became as graceful and charming as ever, and there was no indication that there was anything wrong with her.

Walking to the window and opening the window, the fresh air in the morning suddenly filled the boudoir, she intoxicated and inhaled, but suddenly saw a fireworks rising from a distance, shattering in the air, turning into a blooming white lotus.

Ye Qingguan also saw this strange firework, but he didn't know what it meant, and after paying the money and leaving the hotel, he walked to the suburbs.

That was the last place where Su Xiaobai appeared, and he wanted to see if he could find any clues.

The suburbs are a mountain forest, there are several temples, several Taoist temples, on the path made of bluestone, pilgrims are endless, people come and go, and many people are worshipping devoutly.

Ye Qingguan left the trail and went into the dense mountain forest, and came to the place where Su Xiaobai last appeared an hour later.

Although seven or eight days have passed, there is still a remnant of sword intent here, a very familiar, ghostly aura, left by a ghost car.

A few months have passed, he has returned to his heyday, and he has the heaviest murderous intent towards Su Xiaobai, after all, he was defeated by Su Xiaobai and Ye Qingguan, and he wants to be ashamed.

In addition, there is another sword intent, confusing, seemingly absent, making it difficult for Ye Qingguan to capture, I don't know who left it.

Suddenly, Ye Qingguan turned his head, pulled out the ancient sword behind his back, and a sword light flew out.

With a click, the thick tree with the mouth of the bowl was cut off by a sword, and a figure like a frightened rabbit jumped out: "Damn, don't do it, don't do it, it's me!"

To Ye Qingguan's surprise, the person who came turned out to be the obscene old man he met yesterday, the unscrupulous uncle of Bai Xiaomen.

"You're following me?" a cold light flashed in Ye Qingguan's eyes.

"Stalking a fart, half of your white hair is like a lantern in the middle of the night, Lao Tzu can see it at a glance. The obscene old man scolded and scolded, looking at his broken sleeve, and he was angry.

"Give me five thousand taels, and I'll tell you the latest news from Su Xiaobai. The obscene old man lion opened his mouth, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, it was five thousand taels.

Ye Qingguan didn't even look at him, feeling the sword intent around him, and found that the breath that belonged to Su Xiaobai had escaped to the depths of the mountains and forests, and there were even a few drops of dried blood.

Seeing Ye Qingguan turn around and walk towards the depths of the mountains and forests, the obscene old man hurriedly said: "Wrong, wrong, not in that direction, I swear, if you go over there, you will definitely not be able to find Mao." ”

Ye Qingguan turned around and looked at him with a frown: "One thousand taels." ”

The obscene old man suddenly glared: "Five thousand taels, no two prices." ”

"Then it seems that I can only use the strong one. Ye Qingguan walked forward step by step, the ancient sword in his hand swallowed the sword, and the murderous aura was fierce.

"Wori, I'm the uncle of Baixiaomen, you have to think clearly. The obscene old man jumped up suddenly, he didn't expect Ye Qingguan to dare to do anything with him.

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What responded to him was a brilliant sword aura, without the slightest mercy, fast to the extreme, and it arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The obscene old man was so frightened that he sat on the ground with his buttocks, sweating coldly, and a few strands of hair on the top of his head were cut off by the sword qi, making his scalp almost explode.

"Fuck, I'm going to reward you, let the entire Baixiaomen hunt you down, your uncle, really do it with me. "The obscene old man jumped to his feet, when has he ever been treated like this.

"Do you know who Uncle Thirteen is, kill you here, I have a hundred ways to leave no traces, do you want to try?" Ye Qingguan walked forward step by step, full of oppression.

The obscene old man surrendered suddenly, he knew that Ye Qingguan had such a ability, Long Shisan was originally the master of the Great Criminal Division of the Punishment Division, proficient in countless killing techniques, and he could not leave any evidence, he was more professional than the killer.

The obscene old man took out a bag and handed it to Ye Qingguan, and after Ye Qingguan took it, he threw him a silver ticket of 1,000 taels, and then drifted away, leaving the obscene old man looking like he had eaten a fly.

Opening the bag, Ye Qingguan saw the news inside, but he frowned in an instant, and the internal force in his palm gushed out, and the note was annihilated, and then turned into a frightened rainbow and swept into the distance.

Su Xiaobai was chased and killed by a mysterious person outside the city, and his life and death are unknown.

After leaving the city, Ye Qingguan rushed to the place where Su Xiaobai had an accident.

There is Bauhinia Mountain, famous for the mountain of Bauhinia flowers, it was there that Su Xiaobai had an accident and was chased and killed by unknown people, and he was in danger.

The road can almost be described as galloping, in just a few hours, Ye Qingguan came to Bauhinia Mountain, and he could see the mountains full of Bauhinia flowers, blowing in the breeze, with a rich fragrance.

Running up the mountain, Ye Qingguan quickly found the place where Su Xiaobai was born.

The sword qi was very strong, and the blood was also warm, and Su Xiaobai did not go far.

Following Su Xiaobai's sword intent, Ye Qingguan chased all the way.

After a few jumps, Ye Qingguan saw a ghostly figure in front of him, dressed in black and wearing a cloak, his face could not be seen clearly, and his breath was extremely unfamiliar, without the strong murderous aura of a human prison killer.

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Ye Qingguan shook his hand is sword drawing style, after using it so many times, the sword drawing style has exerted amazing power in his hands, and a condensed sword light flew out, cutting off more than a dozen trees along the way, and the castration was unabated, directly approaching the back of the man in black.

The man in black was stunned, turned around in an instant, and slashed out several sword qi in a row, disintegrating Ye Qingguan's sword drawing style.

Ye Qingguan approached at this time, and the ancient sword had not yet been unsheathed, but there was a sword qi that was vertical and horizontal, and he slashed horizontally with one move.