The night wind blows by, and the night on the Huai River makes people feel amazing.&&

The rippling waves rippled the moon in the water, layered, like a delicious cake.

However, the person whose index finger is moving can only be envied by the abyss. The tower is close to the water, so how can the moon be obtained?

The wind blew past the sails and the boat moored by the river.

Gu Zhouyou put the brocade bag into her arms and made a plan. Looking at her smile on her eyebrows, it is not difficult to imagine that she should have made a big profit.

The leader of the man in black said thank you, twitched his eyes, and turned around to take the person away.

His forehead was exposed, and I don’t know if it was heartache or anger...

"Yong Wang Mansion..."

The guest of straw raincoat next to the window poured himself and drank himself, muttering.

At the same time, at least dozens of eyes that secretly monitored the shop disappeared quietly.

The wind sways and clouds move. At some point, the Huai River became a little dull.

It was clear and clear just now, but in just a blink of an eye, it seemed like a thunder storm was brewing.

The wind was howling, raging with rich water vapor. In an ordinary building boat, a beautiful woman opened the curtain window on the second floor and looked into the distance...

.............

In the palace of Prince Yong, under the moonlight, Jian Xixin walked alone in the atrium, admiring the trembling flowers in the night wind.

During the day, there were many people watching the flowers in the courtyard, including some idle maids and servants.

At night, everyone had already rested, and this was a special atmosphere.

Ying Mo was supposed to be with Jian Xixin, and even a moment ago, he proposed this to show respect for the "disciple guest".

But plotting against rebellion is ultimately a big deal, at least for him, and many details need to be discussed. As the protagonist of the incident, he is actually much busier than Jian Xixin.

Jian Huaxin is not an inhumane person, not to mention that he also likes to be alone. He politely rejected the other party's kindness and came directly outside the courtyard. He took off dinner and became the side hall of the temporary conference hall, which was already very quarrel. As the initiator of the matter, the main combat power core is to enjoy the purity.

Having said that, if he stayed in the hall, would anyone dare to speak freely?

The soft moonlight coated his body with a layer of silver light. His faint smile was like a shy budding flower. His gentle footsteps were silent and did not leave half a footprint on the mud. His slender fingers silently pressed the hilt of the sword around his waist.

The wind is getting stronger and the moon is sinking. The misty night is getting more hazy.

Huge black shadows, like owls attacking at night, came into the air.

The wings spreading the moonlight was covered. Looking up, the white-clothed swordsman was indifferent to his color.

clang!

The sound of the sword being unsheathed seemed to be especially gentler than before.

More than a dozen black shadows bloomed in the sky. Three flowers gathered on the top, and the five energys were first formed!

A cold light rubbed against a Fusang flower, tearing the night through!

That thread of splendor was like lightning breaking through the sky, extremely dazzling!

Stepping on the void, lotus grows step by step.

The same lotus, one in the sky, the other in the earth. Many of them are still asleep, while the ground is already blooming!

The fusanthemum flowers fall, and they break with the stems. If they fall to the ground, they may not take long to turn into mud.

A piece of passionate blood irrigates the petals, adding a little color to the charming red.

A stream of blood fountains sprinkled from the sky, and bright silver void lightning flashed!

Without a collision of gold and iron, there is only the resonance between sword and blood!

The attackers and the slaughter seemed to have a tacit understanding. Until the last black shadow fell to the west, there was no scream or noise, and there was no extra movement.

Stepping on the green lotus, coming on the green lotus.

After a few breaths, more than a dozen warriors from Sanhua Realm were cut off. Even though the sword was cleansing his heart, his face was a little pale when he landed on the ground.

Until this moment, the dull weapon entered the body and vaguely dispersed and was covered by the night wind.

Looking at the dark shadows, like rain, I don’t know how many flowers and plants had been smashed. A sudden sound came from the originally empty courtyard.

In the depths of the darkness, many secret guards of the Marquis’ Mansions rotated like high-density instruments.

No one came to disturb Jian Huaxin, even if a corpse happened to fall into this courtyard.

Jian Xixin felt the fear and will from the darkness, with enemies and guards, and smiled coldly.

There are always some people who don’t know what to do and want to try. When they see the coffin, they may not feel that they are lying down until they are wiped off their necks.

When did a white cloud float in the sky?

The current number one master under the command of Prince Mo, who has always been calm, showed an extremely surprised expression.

The wind blew, wiping the Fusang flower that fell to the ground and was buried in a pool of blood.

The flowers roll, making people laugh like a ball. The ground left a winding red line...

............

"Husband, but has the current situation changed?"

Li Qingyou looked at Lin Xun, who was frowning and couldn't help but ask for the worries in her heart.

After returning home late after a day, Lin Xun locked himself in the room, never drinking or eating all day, and his face was full of gloom.

A matter that could temporarily let Lin Xun go to investigate Lin Lin's coma, Li Qingyou believed that it must be an extremely terrifying event.

She didn't want to ask, nor should she ask. But her decades of deep feelings and special identity of Jialin Xun finally made her unable to resist.

Li Qingyou is a self-knowledge, but this is based on Lin Xun's self-discipline. She knew that she shouldn't know, and even if she asked, Lin Xun wouldn't say it. This is Lin Xun's bottom line, and it is the only reason why she is more bold than ordinary official wife. Moreover, Lin Xun is not a person who likes to vent his anger on others.

Lin Xun looked at the pearls embedded in the wall in the room quietly, then picked up the chopsticks on the table, put them down again, and shook his head.

A few plates of side dishes and a bowl of rice were prepared by Li Qingyou personally. Lin Xun never rejected his beloved wife's kindness, this is the first time.

"Not...the current situation changes. But the political situation..."

The sound was awkward and bitter. Lin Xun lost his former mighty aura, like a defeated rooster.

When Li Qingyou heard this, she seemed to be limp and fell on the chair aside. The gentleness of her face was frozen, and her eyes showed unprecedented horror!

"How! Possible!"

She murmured to herself, this answer was something she had never thought of!

The political situation is turbulent, which is even more incredible than Emperor Ying’s order to confiscate her home and destroy her ancestors!

but...

The counselor Lin Xun may make such jokes with his family to satirize his dissatisfaction with the government.

Lin Xun, deputy commander of the secret guard, could never say this because he himself is at the center of the regime! The center of the dark regime!

The Secret Guard is a huge institution, directly under the Qin Emperor and is not subject to other restraints.

Some ministers' residences and princes' homes have shadows of secret guards, including those who allowed the establishment of the government and the prince's residences.

But as time goes by, the secret guards are no longer a solid piece of law.

The only one who is sure to be loyal to Qin Emperor is the inner gate secret guard, who is also the secret guard who guards the imperial city for generations! As one of the four deputy commanders of the inner gate secret guards, the only one who is not hereditary, but is drawn from the outer gate. Lin Xun's holy grace was awesome, but this also made him pay more attention to his words and deeds.

Emperor Qin was the most powerful master in the world, and was no different from the leader of the great sect of immortal cultivation in the mountains. In the hearts of the Qin people, Emperor Ying was stronger than those ordinary men in the mountains! In the imperial city, the inner hall, which was red and red, was locked in secrets that even the princes didn't know.

The secret guard may not be the sharpest butcher knife in Qin Emperor's hand. But it must be the most terrifying lackey and minions in the eyes of outsiders.

Even the "turmoil" that even the boss of the hawk and dog are moved by, you can imagine...

"Is it a prince..."

Li Qingyou was very smart and made a bold guess. She was already confused and just murmured subconsciously...

"Be careful!"

Lin Xun suddenly yelled softly, then his eyes were like lightning, staring at the closed paper window on one side.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, a dark turbid blood sprinkled on the snow-white window paper. The dark red gradually spread, as if it had soaked in the house...

Li Qingyou was shocked and stood up in panic. Of course she knew that she was already in chaos. But no matter how virtuous a woman and a child were, how many generals would she expect?

No matter how tenacious a famous general is, he will sigh in the face of the collapse!

"If it was really that simple, that would be great..."

For no reason, looking at his panicked wife, Lin Xun felt soft and said something like this...a thing he shouldn't have said...

............

Chu Ying opened her eyes, and a light flashed in her eyes.

This body is limited to innate qualifications. Even if it has been washed with pulse and marrow and recast the seven souls, it is afraid that it will not be able to recover in a short period of time.

But no matter what, he has a strong foundation in the Dandong Period. In just one day and one night, he has recovered by two or three out of ten!
To be continued...