Apocalyptic Forecast

Since half a month ago, there have been continuous murders in Nara City.

Every night, a beheaded body appears on the street. For half a month in a row, there was no day of interruption. There are rich traces of the source material left on the scene, undoubtedly, by the sublimator.

Counting today, the heads of sixteen people have been cut off.

The identity of the deceased is irregular.

There are ordinary office workers, sublimators, and even a follower of a secretary ... but the ending is undoubtedly the same, and the neck is cut off by the same misinterpretation.

Simply and neatly granted death, and then turned away without any attachment, leaving no clue to the chaser.

Bizarre melting in the night.

Only the tragic scene and full of mockery were left.

Jiaoshan bowed his head in disgrace, "I'm incompetent, I'm one step late."

Just a little bit, you can catch the trace of that guy.

"Continue to check."

Inu said, "Now that there is such a big trouble in the city before the Yuqian kitchen demon matchup begins, I am afraid that it will be played by Lu Mingguan, saying that we are in default ..."

"Oh." The next sneer came from disdain, "Isn't it from them?"

Inu Jiang raised his eyes and looked over, "Jiulang--"

"Did I say something wrong, Mr. Inujiang?" The young man whispered resentfully: "They killed the uncle who was begging for Limi's house in one hand, and now he came over to condemn us for being negligent? Plus sin ... "

"Jiulang!"

Inu Jiang raised his voice, his old eyes raised, and he warned word by word: "This is not something you can interpose!"

The young man stubbornly raised his head and asked, "Aren't I a samurai in the house!"

"If the samurai who saw the family dared to say such awkward things here two hundred years ago, they would have been ordered to be cut off!"

Inu Jiang's indifferent refutation: "Are you still not the Lord, wait for you to sit in that seat, and then think about how to give orders to our gang of old men!

Now, before I get angry, go back to my house, this is not your place to spread wild! "

Jiulang blushed, and soon he lowered his head and retreated.

The door closed.

Beside Inujiang, the old warrior sighed, "Jiulang is a deadly sad. He is still young and does not mean to offend."

"Who doesn't know?" Inujiang shook his head and sighed. "Otherwise, if it is replaced by someone with ulterior motives, I will cut off his head here in front of you."

Jiro, seeing Jingjiang, is the nephew of the last generation who was the only one in the Lord.

I saw that Fuji had no children of his own, and from the time when he was a child, Jiurang treated him as if he had grown up. And the last generation when the Lord suffered desolation and ‘died in shame’, he was undoubtedly the most painful.

Nowadays, young people can say such misbehaving words, old people can understand, but they can not indulge.

Scolding it away is already the biggest protection.

The meeting must continue.

After finalizing a few unimportant trivial matters, Inujiang raised his hand tiredly and rubbed his nose bridge, closed his eyes and sighed, picked up a towel and wiped his face casually, forcibly invigorated.

He is already old.

One hundred and sixty-four years old.

Almost witnessed the modern history of Li Jian's fateful life. From an unknown warrior, he gradually became the Inu River who inherited the name of Li Jian Hachi.

It can be said that in addition to being the Lord, this old man is the real backbone and backbone of Li Jianjia. Inujiang has always been trusted by the masters of all generations for restraint of power and loyalty to the family.

The generations who grew up in a turbulent year, no matter how ambitious they are, understand how important the existence of the family is.

Only by being closely united and seeking survival together can we survive in an increasingly dangerous situation.

It's a pity that young people today don't think so anymore ...

Since the last generation, the struggle has been out of control.

Now that the general is gradually overthrowing the emperor, the entire Yingzhou, everyone is wafting among the huge political vortex, it is difficult to hold on ... No, it should be said that since the moment the country gate was opened by the black ship of Rome, the times have changed Too.

After a short break, he was very excited and looked at the seven people around him.

See the eight dogs here.

Now, the eight officials who have different rights in Lijian's house, after losing the title, can now represent the eight people in Lijian's decent form here.

"Since the last few days, you must have a list in your mind?"

In silence, the young warriors nodded slowly, sharing the information they had investigated.

In the end, it may become the candidate for the next generation.

Foremost, naturally, needless to say, Jiu Lang, the adopted son of the previous generation, sees Jiu Jing.

Then, it was the younger brother of the previous generation who came back from the Americas in a hurry.

The person in charge of Jiaguanshan Group in Limi is not clean.

Li Jianzheng in the Russian Federation studying abroad.

...

Even in the end, the last son of Li Jianshi-see amber.

"Too ridiculous!"

During the banquet, an old man yelled angrily: "The daughter of the sinner who abandoned Yingzhou and was exiled to Dongxia, Lu Mingguan would even recognize her qualifications? A bunch of idiots! What are these guys thinking?"

Inu raised his eyes and said calmly: "Amber's father is also a person who made sacrifices for the family. In my opinion, she is no different from other younger generations. They are all children from home."

"Mr. Inujiang, don't you understand her intention?"

"Is her intention different from other people's intentions?" Inu Jiang raised her voice, and after questioning, she looked around abruptly: "Since it is the blood of the family, it is eligible to inherit the position of being the owner of the family, Do n’t lose your part! "

Everyone respectfully looked down, and there was no more opposition.

In silence, Inu Jiang suddenly couldn't help but sneered at himself.

He was the one who exiled Amber.

I am afraid that in the hearts of other people at this moment, it is indispensable to scold an old muddle? But again, in his eyes at this moment, there was no difference between Amber and other younger generations.

As for why Lu Mingguan would recognize her bloodline and an exile named in the Social Security Bureau, he probably could understand the consideration behind it.

Without it, simply ... the two evils are equal to each other.

It is not a noble and compassionate reason to give sinners a chance to prove their atonement, nor does it believe that amber will come out of silt without being stained.

Purely, self-reliance.

There is no power outside, and internal control gradually loses control.

—— Denying the blood of the Chinese, and refusing the penetration of the Dongxia lineage, the consequences are more serious?

No matter what Amber did, she had undoubtedly a direct bloodline of the top belt and was also the orthodox of the Chinese.

As for the possibility of colluding with external forces ... Oh, are there fewer people colluding with external forces?

One by one is like a wandering girl who is waiting for the price, which is disgusting.

But among the heirs who are now in the family, they do not know how much sand was mixed, nor how many people have chosen their own camp.

Generals, His Majesty, various officials ... and even other messy things.

When they chose the kitchen devil for an agent duel, they themselves had already become agents of others.

"But what does this have to do with us, old ones?"

Inu Jiang lowered his eyes and looked down at the indifferent tea soup in the cup, shaking his head mockingly: "Speaking like it, I can decide what I see at home."

It seems as though, after this turmoil, the real home can still exist.

He closed his eyes.

Weary sigh.

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The next day, noon.

In Yingzhou-style meeting hall, the bird was silent.

Obviously, it was the noisiest time to eat at noon, but the people sitting behind each seat were expressionless. Those old people used to eat silently, and when the young people looked at each other, their eyes seemed to be able to rub sparks. .

Obviously it is a feast elaborately created by famous chefs, but it tastes like nothing.

Only one earthy bun was still gorging on, tweeting intently and heartily. He was laughed at by funny entertainers, and after eating, he wiped his mouth a little bit like a hamster and moved towards the beauty beside him.

Tugging her sleeves.

"Miss Huai Paper, Miss Huai Paper, I heard there is a hot spring behind ..." Zhenxi blinked her curious eyes, "After lunch, go to the hot spring together!"

"..."

In the strange eyes of others, Huai Shi couldn't help but want to sigh.

Miss Zhenxi, is Ning the lack of attention to seeing the family?

No, how can you learn to read the air that you Yingzhou people are proud of?

Show me a good atmosphere!

Hot springs?

If I am a competitor, the hot spring water will give you light, and replace it with sulfuric acid!

Although the thick lines of Zhenxi are abdomen in the belly, the appearance is still dignified, and the meal is used in a hurry, elegant manners and graceful movements.

No matter how harsh the criteria are, no flaw can be found in the pleasing posture.

Today's Miss Huai Paper is still flawless.

Obviously, he was only wearing the guest yukata sent by the attendants, but it seemed to be dressed in a gorgeous Tang suit, exuding the inexplicable charm all around.

The iconic Niu Lang business smile under the tutelage of Lao Liu changed its face here, and the blue is blue, forming a smile that makes it difficult to remove your eyes.

Especially when looking at the end of the banquet, a stinky sister who hasn't seen for a long time ... the more happy.

Thinking of this, he took out his phone quietly and sent an e-mail with some kind of bad taste.

[Amber, I ’m here! 】

Among the crowd, in the sight of the indifference, resistance and hostility of many blood relatives, Amber's expression was still calmly eating, and he felt the vibration of the mobile phone on the table.

Glancing down.

Then the eyes almost fell out ... The hands holding the rice shuddered.

[Where are you fucking? 】

[Your home, your bed is really big and comfortable ...]

???

Seeing Amber inside felt like he was upside down.

Can't understand what happened?

What stupid thing is this stuff talking about!

[... Am I outdated? What is the latest joke? Are you going to speak arrogantly without being a cowboy? 】

[No, this is the truth. I arrived three days in advance, and then your family invited me over, delicious and delicious hospitality, warm hospitality, warmth as spring, much better than the cold treatment of a poor girl, envy? 】

Are you **** teasing me?

Without thinking, I entered a Zuan greeting, but I didn't finish it. I froze for a moment and realized what was wrong.

The surrounding atmosphere has changed.

As she and Huai Shi focused on the line, the sight around them gradually became weird. Startled, confused, surprised, puzzled, and greedy.

No, it's not looking at yourself, but looking at yourself ... behind you?

She frowned, and finally heard the soft breath behind her.

Suddenly turned his head and saw the cheek that was close at hand.

Dressed in a blue bathrobe, the woman who didn't know when she was kneeling was sitting behind Amber, her long hair combed into a ponytail, and fell from her left shoulder.

Raise your hand and hold the broken hair behind your ears.

The smile is gentle.

But for Amber in the meeting, the horror came suddenly, accompanied by the horror shadow and the memory of despair, rising from the heart.

Scared that she jumped almost in place and wanted to draw a knife.

Luo Xian? !

No, this is ...

At that moment, under the eyes of all eyes, Miss Huai Paper bent down slightly, approached her ear intimately, and said hello with a long-lost voice.

"Stupid, stinky sister?"