The Cao family did not organize the objects that Confucian scholars wanted to break up, nor did they call slaves, making the room look messy.

He leaned beside the tent, and black hair fell on the bed on his hair.

Yin Shuiliu's Ice Soul Silver Needle shot from the window and pierced into the Luo Ting in a straight line, pressing against his hair and sinking into the wall. It was a little worse to go straight into the temple and stab him to death with one needle.

"Hello."

When the evil guest came, the Cao family was very calm, so calm that they didn't move at all.

Yin Shui Liu approached a few steps, and his hand pointed out that the momentum was fast at first and then slow at once. As the Cao family looked at him, he pointed at his key acupoints.

With one finger, Yin Shuiliu looked at the enchanting man and said, "I thought you would resist no matter what."

The Cao family's expression was still calm, and they did not fall into the enemy at all. Life and death were controlled by others.

Yin Shuiliu was looking at his face, and he was watching Yin Shuiliu's fingers withdrew.

"If you really wanted to kill me with the injection you just now, I would have died long ago. I'm going to hit you from both sides, so why waste this energy? And if I had fought back just now, your finger would not be fast at first and slow at the end, but would have just clicked my Danzhong point with one finger. Am I wrong in guessing, friend?"

Yin Shuiliu did not deny that this was the first time he did not want to kill a similar person so easily. Of course, the premise of not killing people is naturally that this similar person cannot harm his interests.

"Although I can't feel your camp belonging, you should be one of my kind that I've never seen before, because there is no stranger to you in this plane-

Yin Shuiliu approached a little, and he peeled off the Cao family's blue shirt while talking——

Then his pupils shrank slightly, looked in his blue shirt, and sighed: "He was right just now, you are indeed very sick."

"you--"

When Yin Shuiliu's fingers touched the Cao family's clothes, the calmness of this enchanting man broke most of the time.

Wait until the clothes are untied-

His voice screamed a lot, harsh and panicked, like a dying little beast: "No matter what I do, I have nothing to do with you-"

The wounds were filled with dense wounds, and some of them were newly added.

Yin Shuiliu in his previous life could not be seen. He killed countless people in this life just a little looked at it for a while and then saw the disease of the Cao family.

Self-harm and illness.

Self-harm to deformity and pervert.

These cuts and needle injuries were not left by others on him, but by himself.

Especially with no crotch under the blue shirt, it can be seen that there is cruelty—

The Cao family was still screaming. Yin Shuiliu pinched his throat and swallowed his voice into his stomach. He shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look at your body, but I need to borrow it for your fine-made blue shirt. Now I don't want to see it anymore, so please calm down first, otherwise your call will make me embarrassed, because if you continue, I will break your neck-"

The Cao family's face turned red when he was pinched by Yin Shuiliu.

When Yin Shuiliu let go of his neck, he could not move around, but his chest was fluctuating violently, his eyes staring at Yin Shuiliu fiercely, looking crazy.

"You are my kind, and you should know that you and I are not men at all, so why can't you cut off yourself?"

Yin Shuiliu looked at him, but did not speak, lit his mute hole, then pushed him to the couch and took the bedding next to him to cover him.

He kicked the blue and white porcelain on the ground away with one kick, and Yin Shui flowed to the table next to him.

There is a bronze mirror there.

In front of the Cao family, Yin Shuiliu took out Tu Jiaojiao's disguise box without any scruples.

The things in the system warehouse appeared out of thin air, and the storage bag (disrupted) were the same. The Cao family was not surprised by the extraction technique of their tragedy.

What surprised him was Yin Shuiliu's strange behavior at this moment.

His actions and behaviors were very different from the coldness that Yin Shuiliu had just shown, but it was very similar to his usual appearance.

Yin Shuiliu sat in front of the bronze mirror, painting lips, wiping cheeks, and drawing eyebrows—

What the Cao family saw was the side back of Yin Shuiliu, and what they saw was the view of the room on the other side through the bronze mirror.

He didn't know what Yin Shuiliu was doing, and he couldn't speak or move. As time went by, his crazy emotions gradually calmed down, and he didn't show much vitality like a pool of stagnant water.

...

...

The next evening.

A car frame slowly came to Peng's mansion. After two days of going out, the Cao family, who did not bring their entourage, came back.

Peng Mingde, the owner of the Peng Mansion who had received a notice from Lord Cao to prepare a dinner, hurriedly came out of the mansion.

She was still wearing a blue shirt, like a woman.

Lord Cao asked a servant of the Peng family to push a wooden wheelchair, where a young girl sat.

Peng Mingde took a look.

Very beautiful.

However, this girl brought back by Lord Cao neither spoke nor moved. She sat in a wheelchair like a paralyzed person, and even her eyes were distracted, which was no different from a dead person.

Peng Mingde looked strange, but he didn't dare to talk too much. He flattered all the way and didn't even look at the beautiful girl.

Who is Lord Cao?

Today, the eunuch of the Sili Bingbi, the admiral of the Dongchang, and the general governor of the Jingying Rongzheng, Cao Huachun, the son of Cao Eunuch Cao. Of course, Eunuch Cao who entered the palace since childhood naturally could not have a son. Lord Cao was the third son of Cao Huayu, the elder brother of Cao Eunuch Cao, and was adopted by Eunuch Cao very early.

"Peng Gong, please sit down."

Just like this real master, Lord Cao chose the main seat and asked the servant to push the beautiful girl to his side.

A young man came in next to him and said respectfully to Lord Cao: "Sir, I've been waiting for you--"

Lord Cao waved his hand and interrupted, "I'll talk about anything when I go back to my room."

The young man was stunned and nodded and retreated.

After three rounds of wine, Lord Cao drank a little bit, but was very excited. He pointed at Peng Mingde and said, "I heard that Mr. Peng's big ring knife was awesome in the five northern provinces. He is a well-known figure on the Wulin Road in Northern Zhili, and is a hero. Everyone in Baoding Prefecture knows it. He is an amazing hero in the contemporary era."

Peng Mingde dared to do whatever he dared: "Some friends in the Tao are just fond of their reputations, so please don't ruin the old man."

But his face was a little embarrassed. When Jiannu came in the 11th year of Chongzhen, he, a hero from Gaoyang and a famous hero on the North Five Provincial Highways, ran faster than anyone else. How could Lord Cao not know about this?

In today's chaotic times, there are no real heroes on the North Five Provincial Highways. Eight out of the ten heroes are just bragging about each other.

If he were a real hero, he would have gone to Liaodong to kill slaves in the early years.

This is true for him, Peng Mingde, his close friends of Baoding Mansion, and his reputation is greater than that of him, and the same is true for Meng Bofei, the owner of the Meng Mansion who is rich in the entire Baoding Mansion.

"Mr. Peng doesn't need to be humble. He drinks so much that he wants to watch some good show. Mr. Peng will dance the big ring knife for me."

After Lord Cao said that, he ignored Peng Mingde's agreement or not. He put down the wine glass, picked up a dish of meat from the side and stuffed it into the mouth of the beautiful girl.
Chapter completed!