The slave-killing parties mentioned by the two people in the room, such as the Military Committee and the Seventh Party Congress, did not make much waves in Yin Shuiliu's heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They are reborn in the late Ming Dynasty, and they have experience in their previous lives, and it is normal for them to form an alliance to build a party in the Chongzhen Dynasty because of like-mindedness.

Yin Shuiliu's surprise lies in their last words.

Tang Chop is a newcomer, and he has not been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, and most of them don't understand the rules of the "Blue Blood Sword" plane, and they can use the rules of the system.

What is this rule, and will it be equally valid for him as an outsider?

Yin Shuiliu only hoped that they would say more, but unfortunately the two people in the room did not mention Tang Shu's rules again, and the people in the room said: "Be sure to find out the location of the [Qing Thorn], and lead Tang to kill him, this is a good butcher knife, no one in our [Special Intelligence Bureau] can stop Tang Shu's knife, and He Sen's traitor will definitely not be able to stop it." ”

The previous sympathy for Tang Chop was all gone.

Confucian Sheng should be, and said: "Ma Shiying's private collection of [Poria Shou Karakura] has little effect on Vice Chairman Chen's poisonous injury, otherwise it doesn't matter if it is [Zhu Qing Bing Toad], or [Golden Snake Cheats], in addition to the [Jianwen Treasure] can be used to kill slaves, who in our slave killing party will be interested in this thing, if you don't die on the spot, it will be troublesome, and this is also Tang Shu's fate." ”

At this point, the two of them have finished talking, which makes Yin Shuiliu disappointed.

Before leaving, Confucian hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "After this incident, do you really still go back to Beijing and don't go to Jiangnan [Special Intelligence Bureau] to command the Special Operations Department?"

"Zuo Liangyu, Zheng Zhilong and the like, when the power of the rules is greatly reduced, it is enough for you to preside over the Jiangnan Special Operations Department, where do you need me to go south, the Beijing Division will only be broken next year, I will stay in the Beijing Division, and I can also exchange news with you from the north and south. ”

"How long have we known each other?"

Confucian said this question, abrupt and strange, and the person in the room was silent, he knew what Confucian meant.

"I didn't want to ask you before, but now that I've asked—"

Confucian took two steps forward.

The people in the room were still silent, and they said for a long time: "Cao Huachun has raised me for more than ten years, has the grace of nurturing me, entrusts me with the authority of factory guards, and has a feeling of cooperation with me." Even though his IQ in this plane is basically zero, people hate to cut him with a thousand knives, but I still want to go back. I'm going to open the gate of the Forty-Nine City on his behalf and welcome Li Chuang into the Jingshi—"

The figure of Confucian Sheng was shaking: "If you don't go to Jiangnan, you just want to replace him and bear the eternal infamy of this traitor and abandonment of the master?"

The people in the room seemed to be meeting the eyes of Confucius: "He called my son for more than 20 years, and named me Jia'er." ”

This sentence plunged the room into silence.

Yin Shuiliu looked at the figure on the window, and his indifferent eyes changed slightly.

The sound of Confucian footsteps sounded, and it was the sound of him opening the door.

After a moment's pause, Confucian said in a hoarse voice: "You still want to lie to me, but I understand, when I get to Jiangnan, I will explain the situation to the chairman." Cao Jia, director of the first division of the Special Intelligence Bureau of the Slave Killing Party, died in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen's reign when the city of Forty-nine City was broken. ”

Yin Shuiliu secretly wondered what this sentence meant.

The man in the room said softly, "Thank you—"

Confucian paused when he walked to the door, and he hurried back, and in an emotional way, he came over and grabbed the shoulders of the people in the room.

"You don't have an aura or hole cards to immunize or cancel out the rules, I told you not to be emotional about the characters, and we don't have the qualifications to be emotional, you don't listen to me-"

He let out a mournful cry, his voice lowered, but it was more like a roar: "Look at what you are now cursed by the power of the rules? Tell me, you who used to rank in the top three of our party's force value, now have a few percent of the skills you used to be able to turn into bones? Can you rank in the top 1,000 now?"

The people in the room were shaken by Confucianism, and when they shook to the worst, their voices were sad.

"I listened to your—"

There was a thud in the room.

It was the sound of Confucius smashing the objects next to him, and he was almost out of control in the sound.

"You call me listen to me? You hurt yourself and hurt yourself, you are becoming more and more deformed and weird, you see you are making yourself like this now, what do you want to do? Yes, we are really like eunuchs, there are few people who are mentally normal, but you are not sick, you have been looking for death. Okay, Cao family, I'm waiting for your death-"

The door opens.

Confucian Sheng strode out and left with the seven people who were silent.

Yin Shuiliu watched the people in the room slowly move from the window, and he leaned against the door to watch the back of the Confucian student, and finally let Yin Shuiliu see his appearance.

His waist is as oblique as a willow, his eyebrows are as light as distant mountains, and his lips are as light as the sun.

Yin Shuiliu was stunned, if he didn't know that he was a man, he would almost treat him as a woman.

He understood what Confucius had just said when he was almost out of control.

This is a woman who can be taken very seriously.

For whom did he become like this?

The plane deformity and perversion of "Smiling Proud" are rampant, Dong Qinglai is just one of the typical ones, and even if the plane of "Blue Blood Sword" is hot-blooded, the deformities in the shadows breed, and a few people can control it.

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This is a lakeside residence in the southwest corner of Peng Province.

At the end of the corridor outside the three or two bedrooms, there is a moon gate that communicates with the outer Yonglu, surrounded by pink walls and green willows.

The Cao family has returned to the room, and the oil lamp is not extinguished, and his figure can still be seen.

Yin water flows like bats rising in the night.

Sneaking all the way to this place, Yin Shuiliu had already carefully observed the security of this area, and at this moment, for the sake of safety, he still had to re-check it again and deal with all the factors that might have accidents.

If it was only because of Peng Mingde, he wouldn't need to be so troublesome, because the target had changed hands.

The Ice Spirit Silver Needle was taken away, and Yin Shuiliu stood by the lake.

It's a safe distance.

The Cao family said in front of Confucianism that he was now like a waste, and Confucianism also said that the Cao family's "Turning Bones and Palms" at this time was greatly reduced.

Yin Shuiliu's Jianghu detection technique can't find out the details of the Cao family, with his cautious temperament, he won't say anything to others, he will test it himself.

Whoosh -

The Ice Spirit Silver Needle in Yin Shuiliu's hand was knocked out silently, and the target was not the Cao family in the room, but the wall ten meters away from the window.

This is specially done by Yin Shuiliu.

Ten meters away, there was a faint sound of breaking the air, if the Cao family could feel the alarm in the room. Yin Shuiliu would run away immediately, because he would probably have met a second Dong Qinglai.

The icy silver needle sank into the wall.

The first shot.

The Cao family didn't react at all.

Yin Shuiliu stared at the figure of the Cao family from afar, and then fired the second and third needles-

It wasn't until the end of the temptation that the ice spirit silver needle shot into the window, and the Cao family's soft voice sounded in the room: "Which distinguished guest is outside?"

Yin Shuiliu had already galloped in when his voice first started, and the last guest word of the Cao family spat out from his mouth.

The door opened, and Yin Shuiliu appeared at the door, signaling to the Cao family.

"Hello, Lord Cao. ”