The sub-hour of this world had just passed, and there were still three hours before dawn, and four hours before the task of the numberers was completed.

Zi Ji whispered indoors, "The painting city lord has returned to the city." ”

Feng Jing'er, the female number who rarely spoke, spoke up: "If the people behind the scenes are powerful, it won't take much time, and the painting city lord will send someone to Bifu to summon Bi Anjie, and even come here in anger. ”

The others bowed their heads, but no one made another sound, only the lips of the mantra silently reciting the scriptures made a slight sound, which made the atmosphere in the room strange to the extreme.

The living room they are in now is not the main room where Bi Anjie died, but the side room in the front yard, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't be separated and gave the villain a chance to secretly kill people, they should have lived in other rooms a long time ago.

And this kind of huddle will have to be temporarily divided for a period of time when the city lord arrives. At this time, the situation is forced to do so, and there is no need for everyone to vote.

There is no servant or steward in the world.

"Water flow, come with my sister. ”

After waiting for a while, Zi Ji looked at everyone meaningfully, called Yin Shuiliu, and the two of them took the lead in leaving here.

Neither of them changed their appearance, but they changed their clothes, and at Zijiao's request, they pretended to be the second stewards of the young husband and eldest wife.

There are memories of the housekeeper described by Lauder, and everyone is confident that they can deal with it properly, because the city lord has only been to Bifu once, and he will not have much impression of other subordinates except for the housekeeper played by Lauder and the housekeeper woman played by Ai Rong.

Bi'an Festival has no wife's room, his fiancée is the righteous sister of the city lord, as a new magnate in the city who is not favored by martial arts, Bi'an Festival, who is not a local, does not have a few confidants and friends, but is jealous and hated by the city lords.

Not to mention the power of the city lord's brother-in-law, even the city lord's sister alone is enough to put Bi Anjie on the cusp of the knife. Because the first beauty of Linshan City is not Mrs. Ruyi, but the sister of the city lord recognized a year and a half ago, in the memory of the housekeeper, the sister of the city lord can be described as a country and a city, so beautiful that it is really a mess, but whenever you travel by car, there are so many onlookers that you can fill the front and back of the street.

Everyone speculated that it might be a plan to frame someone in the crowd, but it only involved Mrs. Ruyi, but they couldn't be sure.

"Thank you sister for taking care of me. ”

The two people who entered the side room, Zi Ji sat on the couch, the skirt of the woman in this world was a little unobstructed, and her fair and round legs were exposed, even if there was no light to shine, it could also show a piece of flesh and light, and Zi Jiao's charming style was enough to make many men red-eyed and hot.

Yin Shuiliu didn't take a second look and stood in front of the couch.

Zi Ji looked at him with a smile, beckoned Yin Shuiliu to approach, bit his ear and said, "Aren't you afraid that your sister is a villain, and she will quietly carry out an assassination technique on you, so that you will live for a few hours before suddenly dying?"

Yin Shuiliu's cheeks twitched a little, not because of the other party's words, but because of this intimacy.

He didn't push either, and said in a low voice in a thin voice: "If my sister is really a villain, I also have a way to have a posthumous acupuncture with my sister when my sister does it, so as to fulfill the name of my husband and wife with my sister." ”

Zi Jiao sneered, and said with a coquettish look of fear: "Good husband, even if you know that you are lying, people are also frightened by you, and they are really afraid that you have a killer weapon that can kill your bride." ”

She touched her slender hand on Yin Shuiliu's deflected cheek, stepped back a little, stared into Yin Shuiliu's eyes and said, "True words, the words of the thief monk, my sister doesn't believe in anything else, but she believes in your words." You must have encountered a great crisis in the main world, otherwise, with your lustful nature, you would not have cut yourself off and cultivated this woman's yin qi technique. ”

Yin Shuiliu didn't make a sound, and Zi Ji leaned over the head of the mantis again and said, "Good husband, people poked your scars, you don't want to annoy others." In our world, there is also this kind of left-handed method of cultivating yin for men, after the cultivation is completed, the man is really like a girl, whether it is a word or a deed, he is like a woman, and he has nothing to do with the man, and he can't wait to stick to the man all day long, begging the other party to be light......er on the couch."

Feeling Yin Shuiliu's body stiffen slightly, Zi Yan smiled at Yan Yan, and brought her head closer again, and said angrily: "Look at your white face, people are just bluffing you, who asked you to bluff me just now." If you're really a complete stinky man, people won't even be interested in touching you, and they don't want to talk to you about it, even if you're so good-looking. ”

Yin Shuiliu didn't know whether what she said was true or false, but she was really a little disturbed.

Men are not men, women are not women, this is his magic barrier.

Zi Ji leaned back lazily, smiled and touched the corners of her lips and said, "I really can't bear the foundation of your stinky man?" I don't know how your world cultivates the technique of advancing with supernatural powers, but in our world, the art of rebirth with a broken arm can be done by my sister if she takes three more steps, not to mention the incredible technique of blood rebirth of the peerless master, your mere thing......"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, she couldn't help but look at Yin Shuiliu and warned: "Here, it's not the painting city lord, but the painting city lord's subordinates who went out to capture demons together." ”

A bang spread throughout the mansion.

The door of the house was shattered.

A loud shout rang out all over the place: "Bi Zuo, come out quickly and follow Cai to meet the city lord." ”

The other party stepped inside, and the entire Bifu seemed to tremble a few times, and the doorman pretended to be Feng Ku hurriedly called the housekeeper played by Lauder.

Yin Shuiliu and Zijiao didn't go out, just watched by the window.

"The old slave has seen ......"

Don't give Lauder a chance to say a few more words to show his acting skills, the person who came is a mighty and strong man, wearing the armor of this world, looking like a majestic ironclad god of war.

He grabbed Lauder in the air with one claw, spat out so much that Lauder's eyes couldn't open, and angrily asked if Bi Anjie was in the main room.

Lauder trembled and frightened, and the strong man in armor threw him to the ground and galloped straight towards the backyard.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Yin Shuiliu heard the strong man shout: "Why did you die?"

"Before nightfall, the master commanded that no one should be allowed to enter......"

Lauder was caught in the air by the strong man again, and his tongue was pinched out, the tragic situation was really unbearable, and in Yin Shuiliu's previous life, it must be Oscar level.

Before leaving, the strong man shouted up and down to the mansion: "When a certain family returns to the city lord, you and other cheap slaves are not allowed to turn over the corpse of Bi Zuo, nor are you allowed to cry and disturb people's hearts." ”

The people were eager for him to give such an order, and the stewards headed by Lauder should be busy and sorrowful.

"I need to go out and act. ”

Zi Ji stretched out her waist, gave Yin Shuiliu a sweet smile, and walked forward and said, "Let's go, husband." ”

As soon as she arrived at the door, Zi Jiao's flattery was all gone, and she pulled Yin Shuiliu's sleeves in a panic, all of which were the timidity of the little woman, whether it was her hands or feet, with the right amount of trembling.

The coldness in Yin Shuiliu's eyes flashed away.

A group of large and small foxes.

Who dies first?