Under the moonlight, three figures left quickly as if they were blending into the night. It was Bai Xiangbing, Bai Xiangling and Dongfang Yaomeng. As they left, the door and signs of the Wan Yaotang were directly affected by the door and signs of the Wan Yaotang.
It’s a disaster, at night, under the moonlight, it’s like a shooting scene of a ghost film.
A large piece of red oil was poured on the door, and the plaque in front of the door of Wan Yaotang was directly covered with chicken blood and duck blood. On the left and right sides of the plaque, two dead chickens were nailed to the scabbed, and one
Large pieces of red oil were sprinkled on the ground of Wanyaotang, and a one-meter-long bronze man puppet was placed on the ground with broken hands and feet.
This is the act of being as unlucky as it is, and it is the act of the three people who left quietly.
The three of them turned over skillfully and entered an alley. The three of them were extremely fast and rushed to a house that looked inconspicuous. Bai Xiangbing made a gesture, and the three of them touched the wall like this.
When he approached the house and was about to pour oil, Dongfang Yaomeng asked: "This house is very ordinary. It should be lived by some ordinary people. Aren't we going to pour oil from the Huang family's industry this time?"
Bai Xiangling whispered in Dongfang Yaomeng's ear: "This is a secret residence of the Huang family. Don't look at it as ordinary, just because it is ordinary, it is not easy to be suspicious, just like Guanhe Tower and Shenmai Pavilion
The relationship is the same. If Bing'er hadn't discovered it, we wouldn't have known that they had prepared such a place."
Bai Xiangbing looked at Dongfang Yaomeng. The clothes of Dongfang Yaomeng were modified from some sportswear by Bai Xiangbing, and they were put on Dongfang Yaomeng. Wow, what a sporty sunny little loli, looking at Bai Xiangling
, I feel that my nose is itchy. I can see Bai Xiangling's hot and mature curves when I wear ancient costumes. Now that I wear this tight clothes, I can explain the face of an angel and the figure of a devil.
It's clear.
"Breasts! It's absolutely comfortable to lie on it!" Thinking of this, Bai Xiangbing slapped himself in the face and cursed in a low voice: "I'm so evil, I actually have such evil thoughts about my own sister. I really deserve it.
Fight, damn it!”
"Bing'er, what's wrong?" Bai Xiangling grabbed Bai Xiang'bing's hand, stroked the red slap marks, and said softly, "Bing'er, what's wrong? I feel uncomfortable there?"
"No, nothing," Bai Xiangbing said with a lie: "There are mosquitoes, ah, yes, yes, yes, there are mosquitoes."
Oh, my young master's quick wisdom is indeed superb. There is a sentence in Guangzhou dialect: "Don't be afraid of the old, it's the most important thing!" (Mandarin translation: "The way is not to be afraid of the old, the most important thing is that people will fall into the trap.)
"Ha?" Dongfang Yaomeng's big eyes opened to the maximum, and she looked at Bai Xiangbing in disbelief. With her fifth-level defense, she would be afraid of mosquitoes. She had to have a limit to joke.
But Miss Bai didn't think so much, she just locked her eyebrows and helped Bai Xiangbing caress the red slap mark.
"Is it better?" Bai Xiangling frowned slightly, and a wood-attributed spiritual energy that was full of vitality followed the acupoints of her palms, slowly and gently moistened the palm print. Dongfang Yaomeng was just holding her forehead and speechless.
The slap seal actually needs to be treated with wood-attributed spiritual power. What are these two siblings doing?
Bai Xiangbing held Bai Xiangling's wrist and said, "It's much better, it's okay, go, throw red oil."
The cool and coquettish air was spinning three and a half weeks ago, holding the bowl, and with a thud, another room was in trouble...
In the middle of Xinsui City, a courtyard that is incompatible with other buildings is not connected to the walls of other houses at all. It is independent of itself. There are two golden lacquer characters on the door plaque of the courtyard, and it is yellow house.
A servant held a lantern in one hand and wiped his nose with the other, and said depressedly: "It's dark, everyone is asleep, and they still have to watch the night. Now who is not afraid of the Huang family in the city, and they use Mao's night patrol."
"Whoever comes out will ask for a few meals to eat. Who says we are not talented and cannot practice, otherwise we would not be a servant here to watch, at least we would be a guard in the yard, or something. It's not that cold,
"Another night patrolman said, "How about this, you and I will go to the small wooden hut in front for a while."
"After, there are no night patrolers anyway, and no one dares to offend the Huang family."
"Who told me that my daughter is the fourth concubine of the third grandson of the Hong family. Who dares to touch the Huang family? Then, if you blow the pillow wind, maybe the person who offended the Huang family will be destroyed early the next morning.
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"Isn't that just? The Hong family directly designated Huang Chan to ask for Huang Chan. Who dares not to accept it? No, they directly turned down the marriage of the baby promised to Feng's family, and then immediately washed Huang Chan Chan to the ground.
On the bed of Hongzhi, the third grandson of the Hong family, wouldn’t he be the general of the Northern League to defend the city with Huang Yun?”
"Stop talking, we are small people, and we are not afraid of death when we talk about these things..." Before we finished speaking, a flying knife was inserted straight into his neck, his eyes were full of confusion, and then he fell directly into a fall
On the wall, a piece of blood was reflected on the marble.
"Ah..." When the other man was about to scream, a big hand covered his mouth, and a bright knife was crossed around his neck. The night patrolman struggled desperately, and Zhou Ken said: "
If you want to survive, cooperate with me.”
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, the young man said everything." The night patrolman was so scared that he peed. In addition to the knife that was crossed around his neck, there were three knives facing his chest, which was so scared that he was so scared that he was terrified.
He didn't dare to show off even if he was so arrogant.
"How many patrol guards do the Huang family have now?" Zhou Ken asked.
"In addition to me, there are three others who patrol the night outside the yard."
"There are no night patrolers in the mansion?"
"Are there any guards?"
"Big, about twenty."
"Twenty?" The knife in Zhou Ken's hand was tightly pressed against the night patrolman's throat: "Do you don't want to live anymore?"
"Big, uncle, please spare me, there are fifty." The night patrolman's crotch was wet, and it penetrated out of his pants and dripped onto the ground: "Big uncle, little, how dare you lie to you, give me more courage.
Don't dare."
"Strength." Zhou Ken asked.
"All of them are above level one and below level three..." The night patrolman was almost frightened by the formation in front of him and kept trembling.
"What is the highest cultivation level of the Huang family now?" Zhou Zhi asked.
"I heard from the head of the Huang family that it seems to be in the fourth level..."
"Be more accurate!" Zhou Ken shouted.
"Big, uncle. How could we, a villain, know the cultivation level of the head of the family?" The night patrolman almost raised his hand and swore.
"Forget it, maybe I really don't know. How could the head of a family let these servants on the edge know about it?" Zhou Zhi said.
"Yes, uncle, the little one is just hearing about it," the night patrolman already had the urge to soften: "The little one knows, that's all that is the only one."
"No more?" Zhou Zhi asked.
The night patrolman's head was shaking like a wave drum.
"Then let's go to rest." After saying that, three knives were inserted into the night patrolman's body. The knife that was close to his neck was pulled directly, and the night patrolman died on the spot.
"Wait a minute," Zhou Zhi tore off a strip of cloth from the night patrolman's clothes, dipped in blood, and wrote a bunch of swearing words on the marble in front of the Huang family.
"Hey, I'll come too."
With someone taking the lead, some people hiding around immediately jumped out and quickly dealt with the other three night patrolmen. He imitated Zhou Zhizhou Ken, and dripped the blood of the night patrolmen on the cloth strips and wrote some blood on the wall.
, but the content is all swearing, and only those who know how to read are written by others.
There is something ugly, something graffiti makes the wall messy.