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But no matter what the situation is, it means that it is in a desperate situation!dilemma!

The twins glanced at each other, jumped up quickly, and swung their postures in the air. The chain blade slammed sharply, making a light mark in the air, like a silver thread crossing, and wrapped Da Siming's hands left and right in a blink of an eye.

The blood-colored infuriating handprint that was stalemate with Mrs. Pearl immediately froze, and was entangled by several ink-colored ice thorns, twisting into several condensed blood-colored infuriating qi that dissipated into nothingness.

Da Si Ming frowned tightly, trying to break free from the chain blades straightened by the left and right twins.

At this time, the voice of armor outside the palace came from Lin Lin, and a large number of Imperial Armor and Imperial Guards poured into the palace, encircling the chief minister from a distance, facing each other with bows and crossbows.

Da Si Ming frowned and looked at the crossbow arrows around Sen Han. After a long silence, the blood-colored infuriating qi in the red hands gradually dissipated.

The corners of Han Ling's brows raised slightly, and he was captured.

The commander of the Imperial Armored Imperial Army who had just entered the hall immediately stepped forward and bowed his head, "Your Majesty, I don't know how to deal with these assassins?"

After thinking for a while, Han Ling chuckled lightly, put down the wine glass, got up and walked on the trail, "I heard that the Yin-Yang technique of the Fire Department of Yin-Yang Family is enough to turn iron into water, and the Yin-Yang technique is also strange, which can confuse ordinary people's minds."

With a slight pause in his tone, he glanced at Da Siming, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that even if it is the famous black iron prison in the Seven Kingdoms in Xinzheng, I am afraid that it may not be able to trap her. gave her a chance to escape"

Da Si Ming's heart tightened, and Mei Dai frowned slightly, looking away, as if worried that Han Ling would guess more of what he was thinking. It was terrifying to be guessed what was wrong.It is no wonder that even Qin Wang Yingzheng, who was favored by the headmaster of the East Emperor, was defeated terribly in his hands.

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Han Ling smiled slightly and continued, "So, it is difficult for ordinary prisoners and guards to watch her."

After saying that, he waved the Imperial Army back, using the Yin-Yang Family's illusion technique, it would not be difficult for these Imperial soldiers to guard them and secretly control one person to let them go. It would be better to have Meier and Laner watch her.

Mrs. Mingzhu put her hands around her body, walked closer, glanced at Yun Zhongjun, who was still faintly breathing on the ground, and said with a slight movement of her phoenix eyes, "Young master seems to have deliberately saved his life, could it be that he wants to get rid of these two things? What did the elder of the Yin-Yang family ask?"

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Han Ling smiled slightly, grabbed Mrs. Pearl's soft weed, and said with a wink, "So, Mrs. Lao also needs to make some incense."

"The fantasy art from the Yin and Yang family may not be useful to these two."

Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes were slightly raised, and she pursed her lips, "You mean, the fragrance of dream souls?"

Han Ling was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't you think Madam, it's getting late?"

Mrs. Mingzhu's long and narrow Danfeng eyes moved slightly, she laughed lightly, blinked her eyes lightly and said, "Why don't you, my concubine, let's go and mix up some soothing incense for sleeping, how about that?".

Chapter [-]: The thorns are hard to escape [the second]

In the palace room, the lights are bright.

In the first place is a vermilion soft and slumped, dark blue begonia curtain hanging down, with a strange dark fragrance.

There is a screen next to it not far away, blocking the rising steaming smoke, and through the bright lights in the room, you can clearly see the screen embroidered with flowing clouds, reflecting a graceful figure.

At this moment, there is a dark begonia long skirt on it.

Han Ling sat on the couch, looked at the incense bottle in his hand and put it aside.

At this time, as soon as the screen was opened, steaming smoke burst into the room, and a slight cold wind blew through, blowing up the begonia curtain hanging in front of the soft couch.

Han Ling smiled slightly. I don't know when, a young and beautiful woman has been added to the quilt, with fragrant shoulders and a fat-like collarbone exposed, and the pearl drooping by the ear, making people fascinated.

Mrs. Pearl chuckled, leaned a little closer, blinked her eyes lightly and said, "Young Master, why do you think you are so fascinated?"

Han Ling smiled, took advantage of the trend and lightly embraced the beauty's waist, stretched out a finger, and seemed to be serious, "I'm thinking, why is Madam called a trendy banshee in the dark?"

Mrs. Pearl's long and narrow Danfeng eyes were slightly raised, and she pursed her lips and said, "Oh, did you think of the answer?"

Han Ling smiled, stretched out his fingers and lightly picked up a strand of hair in front of him, teasing, "Because Madam is indeed a shrewd and beautiful female fairy."

Mrs. Pearl's phoenix eyes were slightly curved, and she let him caress her cheek without saying a word.When this thick and dark boy speaks nice things, he has to turn a corner and molest you.

Han Ling smiled slightly and said, "Madam, look, should we rest earlier?"

Mrs. Pearl's phoenix eyes moved slightly, and she hummed softly.

Han Ling gave a wicked smile and slowly moved up.

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In the early morning, the room was full of dark fragrance, and the Begonia curtain in front of the couch moved gently without wind, which was quite peaceful.

Han Ling stood in front of the couch with a smile, changed into a robe under the service of Mrs. Mingzhu, and went to the side hall outside the pavilion.

The word "Pearl" is written in front of the closed hall of the Zhumen. This is the place where Da Siming is imprisoned.

The maid with the braided hair in a bun pushed open the red door in front of her and let it go to one side, only to see a woman in a long dress sitting on a low couch with her hands and feet tied in the hall covered by a floating curtain.

On the seat not far away, the twins sat with their legs bent, one hand on their legs, and occasionally glanced at Da Siming.

Seeing Han Ling approaching, the two sisters stood up, their thin eyebrows curved slightly, "Young Master"

Han Ling smiled, scratched the sisters' noses, and turned to look at Da Siming.

Da Siming frowned slightly, and kept his brows low. At this moment, this King Han came in person, and he must have come to inquire about the assassination of the Yin-Yang family.

If he learns the news from his mouth, I am afraid that the Yin Yang family and the headmaster of the Eastern Emperor will never let her go.

Han Ling raised his eyebrows, this chick seemed to be ready to never reveal the news, he smiled slightly and watched 973 say to Mrs. Pearl, "There is Mrs. Lao"

Mrs. Pearl pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at Da Siming, and walked forward with the incense hairpin and incense bottle.

I saw her bending down slowly, holding the incense hairpin to her mouth, twisting the cork with her hands, and handing the incense bottle to Da Siming, the purple incense smell was like invisible thorns, under the control of Mrs. Pearl. , entangled Da Si Ming.