Three days later, Lin Junlan sat in the courtyard, watching some blue and purple traces on his wrist, and the engraving, frowning.

Raising his eyes, looking at the newborn sun, sighing. When he looked down, he saw Fu Shiting walking to him.

I couldn't help sitting straight, converging the nicks on my wrist, but saw a person walking up, leaning on Fu Shiting's ear, I didn't know what to say.

Later, Fu Shiting's gaze sank a little. He approached him, put the medicine in front of his eyes, and said, "Junlan, you can take the medicine, I will go back."

Lin Junlan looked at the bowl of medicine and nodded silently, "Well, you know."

Watching Fu Shiting left, Lin Junlan glanced at the medicine, then picked up the medicine bowl, poured the bowl of medicine into the flowers next to it, and looked at the medicine in the dirt. His eyes were low, "Also ... and ...

How many days. ""

Putting, a stone was thrown at his feet, frowned, he picked up the stone and found that the stone was a bit strange. After crushing, a paper strip was exposed:

, Turn three times, the dark room inside the house, the dead people ask for seeing.

Silently looked up, looked around, and after finding no one, he torn the note and threw it into the dirt in front of you. He wapped his sleeves, covered the paper, then turned around, and walked out of the courtyard.

At the place in the note, opened the dark chamber, and when he entered the dark room, a red person rushed to his arms, "Junlan, Junlan."

Su Jingzhang hugged Lin Junlan and buried his head in his arms to coquettish.

Lin Junlan glanced at the four weeks, and the twelve dead men were sitting in the dark room. Some of them were on the suspended beams, and some were hidden in the darkness. They were quiet and low. The only thing in common is that they have masks.

Dead men do not show their appearance, unless the friendship of life and death, or the person who delivered life.

There are many people, Lin Junlan does not know, there are several figures I have seen, but they are not familiar with.

Feng Yu embraced in white, standing in the center of the dead, the silver hair was extremely dazzling, silver -white mask, covering his handsome appearance, but his clothes looked particularly noble. He glanced at Lin Junlan and then reached the table. "

Jun Lan, sit down, all of them. "

Lin Junlan nodded, and then looked at Su Jingzhang, "Jing Yan, how about His Royal Highness."

Su Jingzhen sighed and shook her head, "Not very good, very weak."

When His Royal Highness's body was the weakest, he couldn't even feel the pulse. Su Yanzhi's torture to His Royal Highness was not only on his body, but also psychological torture.

This sentence came out of a few people who originally hidden in the darkness, and the heads of the heads covered the low sinking. Under the dark mask, a pair of purple eyes condensed Su Jingzhang.

of."

Lin Junlan was silent, standing aside, he was in a heavy mood, and he didn't know why. He always had a bad premonition.

At this time, the people who kept staring at Lin Junlan flew down from the beam of the room. The fox's mask was dark red like an enchanting flower. His beautiful eyes looked at Lin Junlan's wrist, came to him, handed a bottle of

The medicine passed, "This ... the injury to your hand is effective."

Lin Junlan was shocked and held his wrist subconsciously. On his wrist, he was engraved ...

The fox's face stared at, and the voice was dark, "Take it, remove the scar."

Lin Junlan: "..."

When Su Jingzhang saw Lin Junlan's movement, as soon as he raised his hand, he collected the bottle of medicine and put it in Lin Junlan's sleeve bag.

Feng Yu Ember: "..."

The silver -haired people laughed and knocked on the desktop, "Let's talk about the plan."

Su Jingzhang immediately spoke, "Wait, His Royal Highness also passed on, if there was any accident, we immediately retreated."

This sentence was explained by His Royal Highness. Although ... the dead did not retreat without completing the task, but the words of His Royal Highness were also tasks, did you?

"Retreat? Where to get back?"

In the darkness, I do n’t know who opened the question. Su Jingyu raised his eyes and looked at the blue figure sitting on the suspended beam, “Where can I go?”

The people of the blue clothes raised their masks and turned a silver needle on their hands.

"Flying leaves, you must not question His Royal Highness's order ..."

Feng Yu embraced her eyes, reminded silently.

After this sentence, the blue needle sitting on the blue clothes sitting above the suspended beam flew out and nailed to the wooden pillar.

The person sitting on the suspended beam opened lowly, "His Royal Highness must go, and return to the south to keep everything in the south."

Feng Yu's ember down his eyes, and his silver hair fell in front of his eyes, "Fox, then, I took Feiye to kill Su Yanzhi. After receiving His Royal Highness, you went to the west, went to the border, and the place of Pingcheng was stationed."

"Gu Qingnian, the seventh king should open the gate and take the His Royal Highness to return to the south."

As long as you return to the southern country, everything can return to the origin. As long as His Royal Highness goes back, then everyone will have a cohesion.

Lin Junlan frowned, "How do you receive His Royal Highness and how to determine that Su Yanzhi will go to the top of Ling Jue Mountain. All of this, you have a little grasp."

Among them, there are too many uncertainty and too many risks. As long as you take the wrong step, the whole army will be overwhelmed.

"Pingcheng King, he ... is not credible."

Suddenly, the dark door was opened again. Chu Muyan walked in, and naturally came to Feng Yu's side. "He is not credible, you must find another way."

When Feng Yu embraced when he saw Chu Muyan, his eyes were slightly low, "Why are you here, in my plan, there is no you."

"There is never anyone in your plan."

Chu Muyan's cold eyes condensed Feng Yu, walked over, and shot the table in front of the palm, "Do you want to take them to death, right?"

"Dead men, they are going to die, Mu Yan, little son."

Chu Muyan gritted his teeth, raised his hand with a slap, and slammed it. He fell off the mask on the side of Feng Yu's face.

A red mark opened on his face.

For a moment, no one said, no one dared to come forward.

Chu Muyan is never angry, but now in the situation, it is difficult for him to calm down his heart.

Letter. Queen Qi was suspected of assassination of the Chu family. "

Feng Yu Ember crushed the mask on his hand and looked at Chu Muyan, his eyes were low, "Okay, Chu Er, and I asked you, your Chu family's army to send to the northern country, the possibility of accessing the barracks.

. ""

Didn't he know that he would send safety in the barracks, but can he really send it?

"In what kind of identity do we take His Royal Highness to return to the south, the prince? Or His Royal Highness of the Second of Taixi?"

They couldn't connect to the southern country in the name of the prince in the name of the prince, because they were sent to this northern country, and they were the second His Royal Royal Highness, and they could only be His Royal Highness.

"What is the crime of the general's royal family who has not spoken, and the generals return to the South country?"

No orders issued by the royal family, how many people in the southern country dare to violate the imperial decree.

Is it the "His Royal Highness" who pretended to be the "His Royal Highness" who pretended to be His Royal Highness, or by the right of military power.

"No need to do it in the northern country. This southern court, each of the people ginseng to the royal room of your Chu family, can make your Chu family died in rumors."

"The second son of Chu, you have a heart, but we can only trust that person, and there is goodwill."
Chapter completed!