Just like the mansions of other Qimen families in the Western Regions, there are no less than a dozen narrow corridors in the three-story mansion of the Zhenhuang Qin family.

These corridors are winding and winding, and there is often only a small window between a few zhang, which is very dark and lightless, and looks like the original of the strange gate of the Western Regions. Just think about it, in this small space without light, not to mention whether there are any terrifying traps, even if the corridor is completely empty, there are few outsiders who are not familiar with the layout of this house can walk like flying.

It is by virtue of this that these Qimen families, whose hands are not very clean, can find a moment of tranquility from the countless blood debts of the enemy, so that they can live in their own mansions and unilaterally stop the rebellion.

Of course, if there were a hundred-strong enemy like Ruo Yin Zheng who could blast through the walls and tiles with one punch, then this winding corridor would obviously not be of much use.

But after all, a hundred enemies like Yin Zheng are a minority, and in this great Western Regions, only two hands, at least four hands, can definitely be counted.

More often than not, the intruders were nameless men in night robes, hiding their whole and face under cloth, and carrying a rough plain sword.

For example, at this moment, in the corridor on the third floor of the Qin family's mansion.

The three sword-wielding dead men who stood in front of her and him, with sharp eyes and fierce postures, were dead.

......

The moonlight at night is brighter and cleaner the later.

The bright moonlight shines through the half-open carved window and falls on the blue and white porcelain placed in front of the window, shining brightly.

The blue and white porcelain is smooth and smooth, although it is not as clear and clear as the bronze mirror, but it can still reflect a few faint figures on it, and a few faint bright colors.

Looking at the left side of the porcelain, five steps away, there are three black-clothed dead soldiers who hold swords, cover their faces and hide their faces, and know at a glance that the comer is not good.

Looking at the right side of the porcelain, seven steps away, there was a purple-robed boy wearing a jade pendant on his waist and standing a little in front of him, and a long vermilion dress with a plain dress and white skin like snow slightly raised the corners of his eyes, standing a little behind.

Nature.

The purple robe is Sima Xiande.

The red makeup is Qin Yugu.

"Comer...... Who!"

I saw Sima Xiande take half a step forward, lowered his head slightly, deliberately lowered his eyes and confronted the three black-clothed dead men who were eyeing him fiercely, waving his hand to hold the sword sheath on his waist, and waving his hand in front of Qin Yugu, wanting to do what a man should do in front of her.

Sima Xiande knew that although he had the Qimen realm of a small ten-person enemy on the surface, in fact, the Qimen move that he really knew was just that one move that ran fast...... If you really want to wield a knife and a gun, he's really not a good player.

But at this moment, the three black-clothed dead soldiers twelve steps away are not Qimen masters at first glance, at most they are only threesome Qimen realms, and they will definitely not be high-level Qimen - as long as they are not Ni Honglong, then he will definitely be able to win!

Although I don't know how these dead soldiers sneaked into the third floor of the Qin family, and I don't know why they appeared at this moment, since they can win, Sima Xiande, who is full of wine and food, must be good

It's good to show yourself.

Thinking of this, the purple robe no longer hesitated, but his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he wanted to use a [flying trick] to preemptively strike.

Suddenly, a soft palm patted him on the shoulder.

Sima Xiande was slightly stunned and looked back.

"Wait, short-legged, don't worry. ”

Seeing Qin Yugu smile at him, he walked forward, looked at the three black-clothed dead soldiers twelve steps away, and said loudly, "Why are you here?"

As soon as they heard her voice, the three dead men who were still fierce and vicious immediately bowed, raised their swords and clenched their fists, and bowed their heads and said, "Miss Hui, it is the order of the head of the family." ”

Ay.

Sima Xiande quietly let go of some of the hands holding the sword, blinked a little embarrassedly, looked at her sideways and said, "My own family?"

Qin Yugu replied with a faint smile.

Sima Xiande scratched his neck in embarrassment and retreated to the side.

"The order of the head of the house?"

Qin Yugu stepped forward and asked the three respectful Qin family dead, "What did my father tell you?"

I heard the leader of the three dead men reply in a bright voice: "Miss Hui, the head of the house asked us to stop Miss and not let you leave the house." ”

Sima Xiande raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Speaking of which, since Qin Yugu told the rumors of Fuliu at the dinner table and noticed the cold wind in the city tonight, at this time, she and he decided to go out of the house and go to the location in the city where the surging killing intent gathered, but it was actually only half a cup of tea. The head of the Qin family, no matter how much he expected things to be like a god, no matter how he understood Qin Yugu's careful thoughts, how could he and how could he have expected the whim of the two of them at this moment, and still arrange the dead to guard the corridor in such a short time?

Unless...... Unless it was for his uncle, he would have known who would come to this place tonight.

The purple robe frowned slightly, and his gaze fell on the red makeup in front of him, wanting to see what she meant.

Seeing Qin Yugu squinting slightly, he looked squarely at the three dead soldiers who were blocking the road, and said without giving an inch: "What did the father say?"

The three dead men were stunned for a moment, lowered their heads and looked at each other privately, and bowed their heads.

"Miss Hui. ”

The dead man at the head swallowed quietly and replied in a low voice: "The head of the family said four words: 'Every man has a life'. ”

It's a good saying, everyone has a life.

Sima Xiande tilted back a little uncontrollably, and looked sideways at the stars outside the window.

Every man has a life, and every man has a life.

At first glance, these words seemed to be admonishing Qin Yugu, telling her not to think about going out to meet people again, saying that that person was mostly referring to Wang Manxiu, who had his own life, and Qin Yugu could not be changed...... But if you carefully taste the products, combined with the fact that the head of the family sent three dead soldiers to guard the corridor instead of coming in person, isn't this sentence 'everyone has his own life' also her and him?

If Qin Yugu doesn't leave, the head of the family will definitely protect her, because this is the life of the Qin family.

If Qin Yugu wants to leave, the head of the family will not stop him, because this is Qin Yugu's life.

As for Sima Xiande leaving

If you don't leave, the head of the family will be even more careless, because this is the life of the Sima family.

As for whether these lives are 'real lives' or 'fake lives'......

If it is not the Jade Emperor, there is no way to know.

Sima Xiande chuckled, turned around, and looked at her beside her—there were also a few smiles on her slightly pink face, obviously understanding what her father meant.

"Get out of the way. ”

Without pause, she walked straight at the three dead soldiers, towards the corner staircase not far behind them. As he walked, Qin Yugu quietly clenched his fists, squinted and smiled: "But if you want to continue to stop it, it doesn't matter if you want to do it." ”

The three dead men were stunned, looked at each other, and watched the bright and moving eldest lady getting closer and closer to them, and stared blankly at the purple robe who came to the house for a leisurely meal and followed her upside down.

It's not that the dead soldiers were frightened by the aura of the eldest lady - since they are all called dead soldiers, how can they still be frightened by this kind of illusory thing that cannot be seen or touched.

It's just that if it's just that Sima Xiande, the three of them will sum up, outflank left and right, and it's still easy to deal with, and they can delay for a while-but if the eldest lady is really not happy, she wants to make a move with Qimen...... The three of them really can't last up for half an instant.

After all, don't look at the young lady's soft and lovely birth, she is a beautiful woman who climbed the mountainside of the condensing forest at the age of fifteen and won two consecutive victories in the last Xiaoxuanwu!

The three dead men swallowed, looked at each other awkwardly, and sighed softly.

Well, this is also their life, the life of the dead.

"Please stay with the eldest lady. ”

The head of the dead sergeant took a breath, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Since the head of the family has an order, we will—"

'Bang dang—'

Suddenly, there was a crisp and loud cracking sound, which suddenly sounded from among the people.

The five people in the corridor were stunned, and immediately lowered their eyebrows to look at the white porcelain fragments that were rolling on the ground.

It was the blue and white porcelain in front of the window, which fell to the ground and shattered.

There was no wind, no earthquake, and I fell from the window and shattered inexplicably.

See it.

The three dead soldiers were at a loss, and the second monk was puzzled.

Wearing a purple robe, his back was cold, and he felt a little bad in his heart.

A touch of red makeup glared at his eyes, and hurriedly walked to the window.

Look out into the night sky.

But there is daylight in sight.

The night of suspicion is reversed.

Although Qin Yugu didn't know what the white light that was shining in all directions, and even getting brighter and brighter, and wanted to absorb all the light of the stars, he was still keenly aware of the flow of Qimen's fortune, and quickly looked back at the four of them, and said urgently: "It's not good......!

But the voice did not stop.

There was a thunderball.

There are radiant elephants.

It is a torrential rain and thunder, a landslide and a crack, and a whirlwind of the sky.

didn't wait for everyone to cover their ears and eyes.

That white light has swallowed everything in the world.