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Jizhou city north.

A brick house hidden in a remote Batong.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock!

Unstoppable blood flowed from all over the body of the deceased in the Zhongyi Pavilion.

He slumped in the corner of the wall.

due to excessive blood loss.

His eyes wandered.

A pair of pupils are slightly dilated.

Even breathing began to weaken.

Obviously.

His life is passing.

It won't be long before he will turn into a cold corpse and die in this tile-roofed house.

But even so.

He also struggled with his own will.

He kept telling himself.

can not sleep.

You must not sleep by yourself.

Your task is not yet completed.

If you fall asleep.

Never wake up again.

Left arm is broken.

He raised his right hand tremblingly to take the stationery that Qin had already prepared.

With his index finger stained with his own blood.

Written tremblingly.

at the same time.

There were a lot of footsteps from outside.

"One Seventy" more than a dozen guards from the Earning House were following the bloodstains along the way.

But also at this time.

I saw in the tile-roofed house where the dead man of the Zhongyi Hall was hidden.

A carrier pigeon spreads its wings and takes to the sky.

In an instant, he disappeared into the vast darkness.

“Damn it!”

See the carrier pigeons soaring into the sky.

It was too late for the guards to stop him.

What's more, they don't have bows and arrows in their hands.

There is no way to stop the homing pigeons from going away.

"it's here."

monument!

A guard kicked the door open.

A dozen guards rushed into the room like hungry wolves.

However, he saw that the deceased in the Zhongyi Pavilion was covered in blood.

He was sitting in the corner and grinned at them.

"Say, who sent you here?

"Who is the man behind your master?"

One of the guards who earned the palace's face was ashen.

Holding a knife holder around his neck, he asked.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

The deceased in the Zhongyi Pavilion was coughing violently.

Blood was constantly spilling down the corners of his mouth.

The pupils in the eyes have begun to dilate.

This is a sign of imminent death.

But even so.

He still grinned and looked at the guard in front of him.

His voice was hoarse and joking:

"Although...even though I died in your hands today...but your Jizhou city will face a great disaster...your lady can't escape...she can't escape...

"Wait, wait, wait..."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The deceased in the Zhongyi Pavilion was laughing wildly in weakness.

Close your eyes until you are completely out of breath.

But the mocking smile still hung on his face when he was dying.

Watching Zhongyi Pavilion die in front of himself and others.

More than a dozen guards of the Zhuanfu looked ashen.

- Kou Gang Ya Yao's rattling sound.

They can't wait to make it difficult.

But they knew they couldn't do it.

Even if he turned into a corpse.

Also bring it back to the mansion to check his identity. "

"Carry away. 33

The head guard spoke coldly.

Jizhou City, earn money.

The lights are bright and the atmosphere is chilling.

Jizhou Hou Zhuanhu's face was ashen.

The guards knelt on the ground, showing shame.

Waiting for this Hou Ye to send out a thunderous anger.

The most worrying thing happened.

He paced back and forth in the hall.

There was a look of anger on his face.

There is also a very strong sense of worry.

He hid his daughter for so many years.

She was afraid that after the world knew her appearance, it would cause chaos in the world.

The roots of troubles.

Charm the world.

From the day that Sister Zhuan was born.

Earning Hu knew that his daughter's face was absolutely unforgettable.

Otherwise, he will earn disaster.

And what happened today.

It has already made Zhan Hu faintly uneasy.

The unease was extremely strong.

It made him tremble even more.

"Master Hou."

The old man bowed and bowed to earn protection.

"Can I check the identity of this person?"

The old man shook his head bitterly and said, "Master Qili, this dead man has no tokens on his body, so it is impossible to find out the source of this person's specific identity.

Hear the tube's answer.

Earning care frowned even tighter.

"However, Lord Hou, I still found some clues.

The old man hesitated slightly.

"Oh, speak quickly.

Earning Hu hurriedly asked.

"Master Qipin, although there is no token on this dead man. 99

"But looking at the material of the clothes, it should be from the capital, I'm afraid this person is from the capital...

Old man you said solemnly.

"The capital?"

Earn a surprise.

More annoyed inside.

If it's true as you said.

This dead man came from the capital of Daxia.

That's definitely a big hassle.

The Great Xia King's capital hides dragons and crouching tigers.

Dong Zhuo, Cao Zao, Zhao Kuangyin...

They are all powerful beings.

And they all hold terrifying military power in their hands.

If this dead man is theirs.

If you know that you exist, you will definitely come to the door to propose marriage.

How can he refuse?

Zhuan Hu was restless in his heart, and his five internal organs were burned.

But earning protection would never think of it.

This dead man was not from Dong Zhuo, Cao Zao and Zhao Kuangyin.

It is the desperado in Zhao Gao Zhongyi Pavilion.

The dead man will appear in Jizhou City.

It is also Zhao Gao who is searching for the beauty of the world for the emperor.

"Father."

Just when earning care was worried.

Sister Zhuan appeared in the hall with her face covered in white gauze.

"Who let you out of your room?

"Go back quickly for my father,

See Zhuan Daji appear.

The knee brace was instantly furious and yelled at him.

This also frightened Sister Chuan to tremble all over.

A trace of water mist appeared in the beautiful eyes under the veil.

From small to large.

She has been locked up in her own room.

At most, I can only take a walk in the courtyard outside the house.

She didn't know what she was doing wrong.

Why has her father always looked at her coldly since she was a child.

Is it your fault that you were born this way?

She doesn't understand.

Why did the father treat her like this.

She really wanted to see the outside world.

She really yearns for freedom.

You can ask your father many times.

will be severely reprimanded by him.

And the annual temple fair is her happiest time.

Because on this day she can go out to earn money.

You can even devoutly pray to God and the gods and Buddhas in the temple.

Hope I can get a little bit of freedom.

There was always hope in her heart.

More naive looking forward to their future.

Just what happened today.

Once again, Father Thunder was furious.

Strict orders were issued.

I will not even be allowed to participate in the annual temple fair in the future.

He is not allowed to walk out of the room by himself.

But she refused.

She felt like she had done nothing wrong.

So I came to my father without authorization, wanting to seek justice for myself.

but.

Seeing his father's angry appearance.

She was still afraid.

She could only silently return to her own cage with tears in her eyes.

Even the last bit of hope in my heart.

They were completely wiped out by the father.

Room 3.6.

Earn Daji to take off the veil.

That shocking and charming face that should not exist in the world will make the moon in the sky pale for it.

But her face was full of sadness and sadness.

A tear slipped quietly from her eye socket.

Gently stroked her cheek, dripping on the ground.

"Is this ten zhang square where I live?"

"Zuan Ji looked up at the waning moon in the sky and muttered.

The capital of Daxia.

Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Hundreds of homing pigeons flew back from all over the place.

Sheets of letterheads were stacked on the desk.

There is more than just an abundance of letterhead on the desk.

There are also portraits of women sent from all over Daxia.

But it's a pity.

Zhao Gao was on his way to the Imperial Garden at this time.

I didn't check these portraits and letterheads for the first time.

Because tonight the emperor will have a feast for the ministers.

You must be on your side.

And a blood-stained letterhead.

is being mixed among hundreds of letterheads,

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