The Lady’s Sickly Husband

The moon is high and the night is mad.

The tranquility of Kyoto City has been torn apart by this big event. The Nine Gates Admiral House has issued an order to martial law throughout the city.

Among the remote small courtyards in the city, the strangers are squatting, and there are big elders and second elders in the same room.

"How did the three of them do it, and why people haven't sent it yet."

The secret of the emperor, the stranger did not want to let the elders and the elders know.

The foreigners and the foreigners who are able to participate in the action are the grandsons of the elders and the elders. They only know that they will meet.

The stranger who came to the door turned back and looked at the two elders. "If you don't, send someone to meet..."

The two elders looked at each other. In fact, they were anxious in their hearts. At this time, they could only comfort themselves. "I will wait any longer. Although the one has already arranged the matters in the government office, the guards in the government office. They are not vegetarian, maybe they are deadlocked... There are too many people to know about this matter, but they are not good..."

The stranger nodded, "Yes!" Then he turned and prepared to sit down again.

There was a person outside, "Homeowner, not good, the National Government fire."

The stranger has not sat down yet, and it is too late to blame the confession of the letter, and rushed to attack the heart. "I am not going to fight the fire."

The confidant went to the ground and said, "The fire is too fierce. I heard that the government office has been burned to ashes."

The stranger’s eyes are round and round.

A moment burnt to ashes?

This... is it using fire oil? !

National Government! The title of the country is the glory of their strangers. If there is no more than a strange house, there is an old house. If the old house is gone, it can be rebuilt.

The National Government is the house that the emperor gave to the town of Guogong. If it is burned, he may not have the right to rebuild it!

The stranger’s anger burst into anger, "Who is this?"

The cronies replied, "The little ones don't know where the fire came from. I only know that this will have turned out the sky in Beijing..."

This is the end of the matter, unable to return to heaven.

The stranger took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. But the good smug and the repressed sparks in the eyes were flat and flat. "What about the little monk?"

After the confidant, the owner can call the Miss Mou as a monk. He is a slave who never dares to make a second.

"Snow Wan was also razed to the ground by the fire. Our people have been preparing for the meeting not far from the National Government Office. We did not see the three sons coming out from the back door with a strange lady..."

The anger in the eyes of the stranger turned into deep worry, and there was a trace of undetectable fear. "Not coming out... What about that person?"

"People...people..." The confidant hardened the scalp. "When the fire started, there were only a handful of scorpions and family members who ran out of the government office. Looking at the fire, Xuewan burned the most. Only I am afraid... I am afraid that Missy has been burned to death by a fire in her sleep..."

The stranger is a pair of cronies. "Are you all dead? When the fire in the government office, you will not go to the fire..."

The cronies were smashed by the other, but they did not dare to lie on the ground and pretend to die. They climbed up from the ground and squatted. "The little ones thought that the fire was the way for the three sons to open the eyes of others. Who can think of it?" The fire will be too big to get out of hand..."

This confidant naturally does not know the relationship.

The two elders stood up in horror and held up the stranger who was so angry that "the owner, we are still leaving here, the heart of the family is unpredictable, and it will be changed!"

*

Royal Palace.

Today's study room is also brightly lit, and the emperor is also a sleepless night.

Someone spoke outside, and the eunuch’s general manager went back to the temple.

The emperor threw the book he was looking at on the table and chuckled. "Is it delivered?"

The eunuch’s general manager would not want to bend to the ground to return to the ground. “When the emperor’s words were returned, the people were not sent, but the government office was burned to ashes by the fire.”

"What?" The emperor was shocked and his mouth was slightly open.

Although the eunuch’s general manager’s mind is not well known, he has to reaffirm that “this information is just sent by the nine-door admiral, and it’s true!”

The emperor let the stranger and Lu Zhengyang go to work, he knows.

The emperor only let the stranger bring out the strange snow, and hand it over to the emperor to ask for the whereabouts of the black wood and the card.

The emperor only asked Lu Zhengyang to look for opportunities to let the whole Xuewan people sleep, and then Ning Shaoqing's people were led away, blocking other people from coming to Xuewan's footsteps, and fighting for some strangers to bring out the time of a thousand miles.

The reason why the two people are going to do it is really to make it happen. Yes, this time there is such a leak!

The monk ran away from the temple. The stranger’s roots were in Beijing, and they could be passed away at any time. The emperor raised his hand high, but gently fell down and whispered, "Luo Zhengyang."

The **** supervisor has left.

He knew that when the emperor really moved the killing, the voice was always very light and low. Only when you want to scare people and want to give people color, will they show their anger and scream out loud.

The scorpion held by the eunuch’s general manager was sharp and thin. “Lu Zhengyang is gone.”

"Is it gone? What does this mean?"

"Lu Zhengyang led the sneaky government of the government to the government office, and immediately went out of Beijing. The soldiers who guarded the city saw that the adult was afraid of breaking the emperor's affairs and did not send people to chase."

"Out of Beijing?" The emperor's heart sank, "What about the ghost?"

"The ghosts have just returned to the city. At this time, they should have been in the ruins of the National Government. It seems that they have not caught up with Lu Zhengyang."

The emperor's sullen face is still pressing his voice. "So, is it being put together?!" At that moment, there is only one person who can set fire to the fire, that is Lu Zhengyang.

The emperor's most common sight is the conspiracy. At this time, the stranger does not send people, and Lu Zhengyang not only does not come back to repay, but instead takes the opportunity to go out of Beijing... He was overcast, isn't that something obvious?

The stranger still looks at the title of the country, he does not dare, nor will he. Since it is not done by a stranger, then only Lu Zhengyang.

Lu Zhengyang, Lu Zhengyang, is wrong to see you.

Actually dare to let such a **** pot!

Don't you be afraid of the east window, when you have no way to go, will you hand over it?

Or, you are gambling, you can’t be arrogant, you want to let Yan and Ning Shaoqing oppose each other on the bright side...

For a moment, the Emperor couldn’t understand why Lu Zhengyang did this. However, he was so angry that he could only send a anger to his people. "With such a big fire, what the adults are doing."

The **** supervisor can live under the Emperor's life for a long time. Naturally, he still has some guts. Know when to remain silent and know when to persuade.

"The slaves thought that the emperor only allowed the grown-up to stand still, so the adult thought that the fire was the deliberate intention of the emperor, so he did not stop."

The grown-up was once the head of the Guards of the Palace. Now it is the right arm of the emperor’s left-hand column. Even if it is a mistake, the emperor will not really be heavy, things will be messed up, and the unfortunate is not theirs. people. Not as good as it is now to persuade the emperor to discuss this favor for the grown-up.

If you are a confidant eunuch, the emperor has no idea!

The emperor had nowhere to go, only the palm of his hand, and nailed to the table.

Yes. If it weren't for him to let the people of the nine-door admiral release the water, how could Lu Zhengyang bring so many people with unknown origins to the vicinity of the potential government office, just waiting for a good opportunity?

If he didn't let the five regulars do not move, how could Lu Zhengyang's fire burn out, and how he would retreat.

At this point, the emperor wanted to put Lu Zhengyang in a thousand, but helpless, but there is no evidence.

Without a testimony, it is the sin of the emperor who wants to rule a person, but it is not easy.

He could not openly punish Lu Zhengyang’s sin. If this is the case, he will call the world, and this fire is what he let Lu Zhengyang put.

The anger burned the entire Emperor, but he could only sit on the dragon and gnash his teeth. "Send someone to the county, and give his parents and brothers a secret ‘please’ to the capital.”

The **** supervisor did not breathe a sigh of relief. The emperor was revealed, but there was still no hurdle in the past. "Yes. The slaves are going to make arrangements. Is there any other command from the Longevity?"

Being a slave can not only be divided, but also remind the emperor of the omission.

The emperor realized that it was not anxious to catch Lu Zhengyang’s parents and brothers, and that there was a more urgent need for him to come to the aftermath. The eyebrows were broken into words. “The government office burned, what about the thousands of snow?”

The **** supervisor replied, "I heard that... I heard that... after the fire, only a few slaves escaped from the government office, survived in the fire, and some guards, and the courtyard of Miss Rice was flattened. ... I’m afraid... it’s a lot of fierce...” This is what he really worried about.

The eunuch’s general manager said that the emperor was able to understand. It was not good at the moment, and I almost didn't slip off the dragon chair.

The account burned by the National Government is always counted on the top of the emperor. Yes, it’s just a house. If it burns, it will burn. It’s a big deal to rebuild some silver.

If there is a hostage of thousands of snow, he has the initiative.

Yes, man? People are gone...

He not only lost the door to the military power, but also prepared to bear the anger of Ning's family.

What's more, if Mo Qianxue and Xijing are taken over, he will also be welcoming the pressure of the West, and all plans will be in vain.

At this time, the chickens flew and the emperor even stayed in the Nine-Five.

Already aware of the seriousness of the situation, the emperor immediately fell on the dragon chair.

This black pot, he set his back.

Just like the day, the black pot of the death of a stranger.

Someone offered to Zhennan Wang, Nanling sent troops, as long as the town Guogong took the people to help, one can solve the problem, and the second can save the strength of the royal family to reduce the strength of the strange army.

However, people are not as good as days, strangers are trapped, food and grass are robbed...

One by one, the town of the country wants to shoot, at this time the person who said the plan said that the soldiers of the Xijing faction are already on the road, and that the soldiers of the Xijing faction may have the traitors of the clerk, Wang Ye The attack on the abdomen was attacked by the enemy, and the soldiers did not move. It was not too late for the Western Army to repel Nanling people one by one...

Later... Later, even if the person who gave the offer was smashed, it could not let the stranger resurrect.

Although he does not like to let go, but he does not want him to die early, and does not want his death to have anything to do with the royal family.

In fact, this black pot can only be backed by the royal family, and the Westbound people hate the royal family.

On the day of the death of the country, after all, it was war dead, and it could cover up one or two. The people in the West were hateful, and they could not ask the royal family on the face.

Nowadays, in the case of a stranger, in Kyoto, how can it not be concealed, not to mention, and Ning Shaoqing is in the forefront of the snow.

Ning Shaoqing, is not a perfunctory person!

The study room was quiet for a while, and the air condensed into a ball.

For a long time, the emperor only made a decree. "To send people to the government office to help the aftermath, the purpose is to let Wan Yu make a condolence to the Ning family, and let the nine masters admire the arson." The voice is very weak, like It was the straw that caught the life.

The Tailin general manager got the order to get up quickly and took a few steps before turning around and rushing out.

Just walked to the door, and behind the emperor's bloodthirsty snoring, "Going to the world, we must seize Lu Zhengyang."

This voice is like being sent from hell. Rao is the first-class **** supervisor with a good psychological quality. He also has a chill in the back.

*

The above message was reported that the thousands of snow were buried in the sea of ​​fire. The snow was in the bottom, and in the dark road, the strange snow took over Mo Zhen from the first day.

After disposing of those black people, in an emergency, the stranger rushed into the fire in the main house of the snow, opened a floor tile from the ground, twisted the body, and a black hole appeared on the three-inch side of the main door.

The stranger greeted him and jumped into the black hole. All the people had no choice but to jump into the dark passage of the underground.

When everyone enters the underworld, the above organs are autistic, and the fire and noise outside are no longer relevant to the inside.

The strange housekeeper lit the torch in the dark road and explained the origin of the dark road to the stranger.

"This dark passage was built by the country's grandfather, and it was built against the sneak attack. The source of this dark passage is a small shop outside the government office."

This dark road, I also know when I want to come, I just nodded when I looked at it, and I was nodded.

Needless to say, since this tunnel was built in her snow, it is naturally to protect her safety.

Away from the sea of ​​fire, a few people are already full of strength, naturally it is a little rest on the spot.

When everyone replied some strength, the stranger and the family got up again, took the torch, walked to the front, and walked outside with the crowd to the dark road.

However, it has not yet gone far, but the first day found that Mo Zhen was weak, obviously not enough.

This is the scene just now. The first one was carrying Mo Zhen. At this time, Mo Qiang took over Mo Zhen from the first day. At Mo Zhen’s request, he placed Mo Zhen’s body on the ground and he was on the ground. Down, half squatting at her.

Mo Yan Waterfall, such as the ink of the blue silk, is scattered, her facial features are not bad, this face is not slightly applied to the powder, even though it is too pale at the moment, but in the strange snow, it is as soft as the moon.

Originally because of serious injuries, but also very tired and a little distracted gaze instantly condensed, just like the sacred moon burst through the dark clouds, the sputum was dyed by the mother's soft and loving, softly falling on the face of a thousand snow.

Powerless and weak, stretched out some contemptuous palms, gently stroking the face of a thousand snow, the lips that have not yet rised and faded, and even the eyes are dark, the tears in the eyes Unexpectedly, however, it came out.

"Hey, hey, you will be fine." Fifteen is already bursting into tears, and the first sight is red, but it is comforting. "It is for Missy, you have to take care of yourself." ”

Both of them were sold at home from an early age, and they followed the strange snow. For so many years, Mo Zhen did not look at them. It was also very good for them. In their hearts, Mo Zhen is more than their mother. Also dear.

Mo Zhen seems to have gathered the last strength of his body. "Missy... I am not at your side in the future, you must be good."

The strange snow held the hand on the face, gently wiped the tears, and then barely pulled the lips: "Hey, I will."

If you fall, you can't put your face on Mo Zhen's face.

Although this middle-aged woman only took care of her for more than a month, this kind of caring affection has long been immersed in the bone marrow.

She is her loved one.

Mo Zhen raised his hand and licked the hair of the head of the snow. The strange snow and thousands of snow suppressed the sadness in his heart and looked up again. He was confronted with Mo Yan’s eyes and could be ejected with tenderness and staring at her. Under the shine of the torch, it seems that she has to engrave her eyebrows into the eye.

The tears of thousands of snow, and the moment they fell down.

"Good boy, don't cry."

When the words fell, they turned to look at the first and fifteenth sides of the side. "First, fifteen, and later Miss... I will ask you two..." Mo Zhen’s lips contained a gentle smile. The hoarse and weak voice has a deterrent that cannot be refused.

"Hey..."

"You listened to what you said." He interrupted the exhalation of the two, and the light was passed down. The eyes looked at the two men firmly. They saw that the two were solemn and solemn, and they softened their tone. "I am now a strong end." I can live to see the young lady getting out of trouble, it is already... it is the grace of the gods."

"Mo Yu, you don't say frustration, you will be better, Miss You can't miss you." The stranger was calm, and couldn't help but feel red, but still comforted.

He has known Mo Zhen for many years, and he is in the government office, one is serving the lord, the other is following the lady, how can there be no feelings.

On the one hand, A San Awu, a stranger, is also moved by this sad atmosphere, and is immersed in his own mind.

Mo Yan smiled silently: "Housekeeper, don't yell at me."

When the words fall, close your eyes, and calm down the breath, then again, "First day, fifteen, I grew up watching you grow up. You and my lady are my children... In the future... In the future... ... there is no sly care. When you take good care of the young lady, you should take good care of yourself... The first day, you are calm, you are very relieved, you are not the same, but she is anxious... you have more accommodate……"

When I was on the ground for the first time, I cried and cried. "Hey... Hey... please don’t say it, you will soon be able to go out, we will take you to see the doctor."

Fifteen looked at Mo Yan's face more and more white, the breath became more and more unstable, the pain in his heart was unbearable, and he screamed and cried, "Hey... Hey..."

"Fifteen, shut up!" Mo Zhen listened to the fifteen crying voices, fearing that people would find the clues here, and then bring danger to the strange snow, screaming.

The fifteenth was yelled at by Mo, and immediately returned to God, and the low voice cried and burst into tears.

Mo Zhen felt that his hands and feet were weak, and he took a few deep breaths. When he turned around, he barely used the slight trembling voice: "Miss, the old slaves only have one thing before they die."

"Oh... you said..." A thousand snow lifted the face full of tears, and looked desperately that Mo Zhen was only venting without air intake. He was a slave for half a year. He had no relatives in the government office. He only wanted to find a relative for her. After he died, he was buried in his hometown. He also had a support for the soul. He could support a good family. The ancients were most afraid. It’s nothing more than a dead land...

"Missy, life and death. The old slave knows that you are not willing... But the old slave is now happy with Missy, but he is happy... very happy..."

A thousand miles of snow!

"Old slaves only ask... just ask... after death, Missy... Missy... can bury the old slaves... the lady... let the old slaves... under the nine springs... can again... ...to wait for the lady...the lady and the country grandfather..."

After a pause, I smiled. "Actually, the old slave... The old slave heard the death of the granddaughter. When the wife squandered herself, she didn't want to live. If she was not worried about the lady, the old slave would have followed it... Follow the country. Yeah went... Finally... Finally, please Missy must find out... Find out... The real murder behind the scenes, hate the national grandfather... Snow hate!"

Mo Zhen’s words brought hate, and the breathing was a little short. The pale face suddenly rose up with an abnormal red rise. Obviously, it was a lot of effort to make a speech, and the eyes that barely focused were more and more scattered.

After listening to these, the strange thousand snow has already been crying, but it is afraid that the crying will make Mo Zhen feel sad, so the biting lip is forbearing. For a time, in the narrow tunnel, there was a faint sorrow.

At this point, she still has something to understand. To die, but to be happy, just because of the fantasy of seeing the person in the heart after death... This situation, how not to make people feel sour!

Ask the world, what is the love, just call life and death!

After a long while, Mo Zhen gradually calmed down the breath, but the pale face had already been covered with a layer of oil and light, and still screaming: "Miss... after going out... Forgot, I will be buried next to the country grandfather and his wife."

Said, the strange thousand snow bite the lips to suppress the emotional teeth, gradually let go, the lips that were bitten by the two blood marks raised, smashed a bitter smile, "Well."

At this point, she could not say more words.

Mo Yan's eyes closed slightly, a crystal teardrop passed over the corner of her eyes, ran down her cheeks, and she burst into a pain, her body could not stop shaking, sobbing, "must... must cherish my grandfather... My grandfather is a good person... people..."

"You can rest assured that thousands of snow will be treasured!"

"Oh...hey..."

Mo Zhen apparently has entered the moment of dying, where can hear the call of thousands of snow, her lips smile deeper, revealing a hint of tenderness: "Mrs....God of the country...Mo Niang came... Mo Mother is waiting for you...and..."

Suddenly, Mo Zhen seemed to see the hero who was a hero, and smiled at her. The lady smiled and extended a warm hand to her.

The country grandfather is dancing sword, the lady is playing the piano, they are waiting for her to serve tea...

His eyes gradually dimmed, but her lips smile more and more tender and sweet...

It’s a light rain of pears, and the first time I met in the mist, what a stunning return? However, he looked at the lady, and all he saw in his eyes was him.

She never thought about what to fight with her wife. In this life, as long as she can see him, as long as she can serve the lady is the greatest satisfaction.

The smile on Mo Yan’s face was deeply condensed. It was a kind of joy that I had never seen on her face.

*

Ning Shaoqing kicked a stranger, and ignored the crowd, looting in the direction of Xuewan.

The purpose of entering the goal is no longer the green trees, the small courtyard, the dim light, and the light... the shadow, the cute, slightly smiling, but... the eyes are full, the black is everywhere, Filled with burnt, disgusting breath.

However, Ning Shaoqing's noble family owner, but did not seem to see this mess, did not smell this desperate to the heart of the cracking of the breath, still went straight to the pile of remains of the remains of the yard house .

The body is as fast as electricity, the figure is crazy, chaotic, and embarrassing.

I haven't rushed to Xuewan, but there is a black shadow from the black wreckage of the place where it is, blocking his way.

The sneaky cockroaches are full of faintness, and the hands are all black and gray. It is obviously already looking for a long time.

In fact, it is not only him, but those who are secret guards and guards who are not eager to look over.

Yes, inside, except for the burnt bones, you can't find anything without burning the full body.

The ghost fell to the ground, "The master, don't look for it. Inside... you punish the ghosts, kill the ghosts, and the ghosts die." At this time, if he still doesn't know that he is in the middle of adjusting the tiger, He is a fool.

"You... you are damn!" Ning Shaoqing's eyes were red and bleeding, and I didn't want to think about it.

The ghosts flew up and landed on the wreckage of the coke, splashing a black ash, but let Ning Shaoqing's heart "sick" a pain.

Can not help but call.

"Thousands of snow..."

Thousands of snow, you said, this life will never leave me.

Ning Shaoqing mourns and hides his face.

A gust of wind came, not the leaves, not the rain, but the raindrops that came suddenly. The raindrops, the drops on the shoulders, fell on the face, did not wet the man's clothes, but first wet the heart.

Yunyao stayed at the gate of the National Government office at this time. Her clothes were broken and she described her wolverines. Her eyes were dull, and she was sorrowful, or it was a painful death.

Although the acquaintances around me are more than Yunxiao, the image is not so good, but the spirit is still there. Although it is also shivering, but occasionally there will be a few words "too scary!" and so on.

The surrounding area has been filled with people who watch the lively and inquire about the news. They are so, falling in the eyes of others, they only feel that they are being over-stunned. They only think that Yun Yao is very loyal to the master.

Of course, who can know the shock of Yunyao at this time.

What he said is just looking for something.

Why? why? Now the National Government is all over? It must have been something in the middle, and he was also kept in the drums.

Missy is gone... Missy is gone...

She is too late to worry, is it a deep concern, others? Where did he go? He said, after finding something, she took her and Xixi...

Such a big fire, he is looking for something inside... can he still live?

The people of the Nine Gates Admiral House have come, and the mess is everywhere.

Ning Shaoqing’s heart was bleeding, standing there and wondering which direction to look for, but crying helplessly, “Thousands of Snow...Thousands of Snow...Where are you?”

At this time, he couldn’t attend to punish the ghosts, but he couldn’t even look up the real murderer behind the scenes. He only thought one word, found her... looking for her... he didn’t believe in the people in his heart, he really died here. A pile of black ash.

He walked toward the remaining outside gate.

The more he went forward, the black blood and the blood left on the ground were immersed in his heart.

Hate, anger, injury...

Ning Shaoqing looks sly, while walking, he keeps calling.

No matter how he calls, there is no echo.

This word is so fascinating that the hearers can't help but burst into tears.

The heart followed the blood.

The stranger and the stranger have already slowed down and climbed up from the ground. The weight of Ning Shaoqing’s anger is imaginable. However, they have no grievances in their hearts, and even the master has been kicked lightly. If they can share the hearts of the masters, they will die.

The two rushed over, and both squatted in front of Ning Shaoqing, holding a sword in the hands of a stranger, holding his head high.

The scabbard was burnt and burnt, and it was already black. But Ning Shaoqing recognized it at a glance. This is the sword that Meng Qian played with.

On several occasions, he came to see her in the evening, came early, and there was light outside, she would hold a sword and he would show off a few tricks.

This sword is still specially made for her.

There is also a word "snow" engraved on it.

Seeing the familiar handwriting on the scabbard, his heart is like being stabbed by a sharp knife, suffocating and painful, the sword still exists, but the person is gone.

Ning Shaoqing closed his eyes and his hand groped along the sword body over and over again. He seemed to want to penetrate this time and return to yesterday before returning to the incident.

He really regrets that he should not leave.

Touching the sword body over and over again, the palm is hot, but it can't warm the cold heart.

Pick up the sword, Ning Shaoqing's face is attached to the sword, tears wet, and it is difficult to hold himself.

It is said that the man has tears and does not flick, but he has not been sad.

On the one hand, there was a smirk of disdain.

"What is your use in this sadness? She wholeheartedly believes in you and comes back with you. But you only care about the status of the family, taking care of the worldly eyes, and abandoning her in the frosty wind and the rain, one person I was scared in this government office..."

It is Su Qi who speaks.

The National Government has made such a big event. Not only has the Ning family received the news, but Su Qi naturally received the news.

On the face of Su Qi, the ice is like a cold iron.

Every word of his words pierced Ning Shaoqing’s heart.

Yes, if the time is reversed, he will not fight for the position of the owner, but also take her to the door, let her be justified and go to the house of Ningjia.

I knew that today, he took her to a seclusion, and only spent the rest of her life as a wild crane...

I know that today... I know today... I know today...

Su Qiqi is in a red color. "I knew that today, on that day, above the carriage, I will not restrain myself... I know that today, I will definitely take her to the ends of the earth... I know that today, I will never let you... ...I will never think about fulfilling her!"

Ning Shaoqing suddenly looked up, the light shot, "Su seven ... you are a big courage!" The body shakes, the waist has been, all the body is killing.

Su Qi not only refused to step by step, but slightly lifted his chin and provoked sorrow and sorrow. "Ning Shaoqing, I tell you, what I hate now is that my courage is too small."

Some of the idlers who cleaned up the remnants on the side, and retired without a trace.

This is where they can listen.

This kind of scene, where they can see.

Small life is important!

Ning Shaoqing stepped on the elegant steps and stared at Su’s chest. “Let me tell you, is your courage big or small!”

Whether it is life or death, a strange snow can only be his own.

That look seems to be breaking the chest of Su Qi, taking out his courage to look at it.

Su Qi’s step is not allowed. “It’s you! It’s all you hurt her. My courage is big or small. I’m afraid you didn’t have a chance to see it. Now I will send you to see her and let you go to her underground. Confession... A big man can't even protect his wife. Do you still have a face?"

Ning Shaoqing was already full of murderousness, and was vented by this sentence, bowing his head.

Or let him go with her.

Su Shi’s voice fell and the iron fan sleeve slipped out.

The sound of "唰", the iron fan opened, and it was curved to Ning Shaoqing.

The death of a thousand snow, let Ning Shaoqing have a feeling of life is not as good as death, this will be poked by the words of Su Qi, the heart is like a gray, closed eyes do not resist.

Seeing that the iron fan is about to hit Ning Shaoqing's throat.

Strong people can only be defeated by themselves, and then let others sneak into the air, saying that they are only people like Ning Shaoqing.

The sword in the hands of a stranger is in the same direction, because the skill is not good, and it is the aftermath, where can I save.

On the occasion of a thousand uniforms, the ghosts flew up and stopped in front of Ning Shaoqing.

The iron fan crossed the sneaky chest, and suddenly the blood flowed like a note.

The iron fan came in an arc, and opened the sneaky chest, a rotation, and flew back to the hands of Su Qi.

The sneaky scorpion was hit by an iron fan and rubbed his chest with his hand. "The master, you can't die! Miss **** is dead. If you die, you can only hurt your loved ones. The enemy is fast! More, you have to see People, death to see the dead, Missy is dead is alive..."

The language has not fallen, the person has fainted, and fell straight to the ground.

Su Qi’s full blow, which is so good to deal with, not only the flesh and blood injury, but also the five internal organs were also damaged. If it is not a person with strong minds, where can I hold on to this tone and say this.

Unspeaking, "Yes! Master, if the Missy Miss is not dead, you are... so yin and yang are separated, it is even more terrible."

A stranger, "Please think twice!"

The two men persuaded, while quickly dealing with the sneaky wounds and stopping the blood.

This delay, Ning Shaoqing came out of the dead alley.

Yes! He can't die, her enemy is not dead, how can he die! How can he see her when he dies?

Also, if she didn't die, she saw that she was dead, not more heartbroken.

On that day, in the scene on the edge of the waterhole, the scene of the thousands of snow looking for him along the river again and again returned to the mind of Ning Shaoqing.

If she can live, he swears that she will not let her feel sad in this life.

He was smart, and now he is awake, and he still has something to understand.

Regardless of the number of nursing homes in the government office, only one hundred people in the government office clearly open up to the dark guards of thousands of snow. These people are not shackles.

He also had dozens of secret whistle outside the Fuchu House. Whenever there was a storm in the government office, he would receive the news as soon as possible.

It was possible to touch the dark whistle in such a short period of time, and the arrangement before and after was not bad. Only those who knew his dark whistle arrangement could do it.

It seems that the man behind the scenes, a nail buried in the Ningzu, in addition to the eight elders, there are others.

That human rights position is better. Otherwise, it is impossible to get in touch with some secrets and know the distribution habits of the Ning nationality.

Such a big noise must be done several times more than the manpower of the National Government. Of course, so many people of unknown origins must come down in Beijing, and how can the Nine Gates Admiral not know.

The emperor wanted a black wooden card with thousands of snow, but before he could get the wooden card, he could never kill her. It was even more impossible. At his own feet, he burned the house under the court.

It seems that the emperor has made people feel like a gun.

Lonely royal family? If you are alone, you are better to be above your temple, praying to heaven, and praying that the snow is still alive.

If there is something wrong with Qianxue, then... the lonely mountain is also sitting on the head!

Ning Shaoqing’s killings are revealed little by little.

Even if this is not the wish of the lonely, he is also the culprit, absolutely no excuse.

Su Qi listened to these words of sneaky and unfamiliar, and his heart was also a move, but the killing was received.

He was also heartbroken and confused.

The revenge of a thousand snow has not been reported, how can he go to Jie Ning Shaoqing first.

Even if you want to end, you will wait for the water to come out.

Of course, Su Qi wants to retreat, but Ning Shaoqing will not follow.

Raising again, the blush of Ning Shaoqing's eyes has been hidden in the bottom of his heart. "Su seven, there must always be a knot between you and me."

Su Qi is not a person who is afraid of shrinking. "If you are dead, her hatred, I will report it. If I am dead, I will go to Jiuyuan to accompany her, and save the following wandering devil to bully her. ""

Although she prayed for God and hoped that she would live, there would be only one clue, and they could not help but believe in it. Under this circumstance, if there is escape, there will be no trace of it.

Ning Shaoqing was too angry. "You want to be beautiful, I won't let you do what you want. Today, I will only let you die."

Su Qi took out his signature moves, but the small fan became an iron fan. "Do it."

"And slow!" Before the battle, Ning Shaoqing touched the small box in his arms and took the ring in the box and took it on his little finger.

This ring, first to help her, waiting for a day, found the murderer, the next heavy burden, and then brought to find her.

Wear a ring and draw Xuanjian Yuqing.

Yuqing is out, does not drink blood, never return.

Su Qi looks dignified.

Masters fight, the struggle is often only between one move, the loss of one move, is the first opportunity to be seized, the victory and defeat, the life and death.

The first two fights, one is a special case, and the other is that he deliberately used the bitterness meter.

If he is really vulnerable, how can the Su family value him so much.

Su Qi is not afraid of Ning Shaoqing, but he does not dare to underestimate the enemy.

Between the moments!

I saw a group of blue light hit, a piece of swords up!

Qingguang and Jianqi, mixed! Mixed! Fight!

Chess meets the enemy, and the stranger’s heart mentions the blind eye.

It seems that today's master and Su seven, only one person, can safely walk out of this abandoned land!

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