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Chapter 805

Chapter 805

Cang Qiao slowly lowered his eyes, but the sharp arrow in his hand suddenly shot out-

"bass!"

The murderous aura broke through the air, and the harsh "creaking" sound of the skull shattered also sounded.

A single arrow penetrated the other person through his head.

Blood splattered on the ground, and Qin Yuchen's eyes were stained red by his own blood, and his pupils were dilated.

"Ha...it's worthy of being...you..." His expression showed a little strange sadness and ridicule, and slowly exhaled a hoarse breath, and no longer had a sound.

In the midnight of summer, in the sultry heat, dripping rain fell, splashing dust and washing away the blood all over the ground.

Lao He appeared from the dark with an umbrella. Just now, Master Qiansui said that he would handle Qin Yuchen's affairs personally and let everyone retreat.

Cang Qiao handed him the heavy bow in his hand and asked calmly: "Has the Jinyiwei Station in the three southwest provinces been completely processed?"

Lao He nodded: "It's almost done."

At the same time, it was signaled that the others would immediately deal with Qin Yuchen's body.

If Qin Yuchen can betray his master, naturally someone can betray him. Qin Yuchen is far from his imagination, and he controls all the forces of the East Factory and the Jinyiwei in the three southwestern provinces.

Cang Qiao nodded lightly: "Well, no one of Qin Yuchen and the prince's people will be left."

You either don’t do things or do them completely without any trouble.

"Yes." Lao He nodded.

He hesitated for a while and tried to choose a suitable wording: "Master, you don't have to be too sad. People's hearts are easy to change. These people... have eyes but no beads, but do not recognize the body of a true dragon."

Some people only see the scenery in front of the Qiansui Emperor, but cannot see the price he paid.

Cang Qiao chuckled with cold eyes: "Laohe, don't worry, I still ask for help, I don't need to doubt people. I have been in the East Factory for so many years, and I haven't seen anything before."

He paused and sneered: "When he was a young man, he read history books. The book said that within 20 years of the founding of Taizu, he killed all his brothers who fought with him to conquer the world. I once thought that the cunning rabbit died and the lackeys cooked. He was too cruel. Now

I have not yet reached the time when the cunning rabbit dies and lacks dogs are cooked... I have taken this step first."

Lao He had a complicated expression: "Master, the road to imperial power you have always been conspiracy and betrayal and killing."

"So, don't worry, I'm just feeling a little emotional. It's late, you go back to the East Factory first, give me the umbrella, I'm going to somewhere else."

Cang Qiao said lightly.

Lao He nodded and did not persuade him much. The eldest lady of the Ming family is here. My grandfather's condition has been much more stable, so she can take good care of her master.

......

The dark night was deep, and Cang Qiao held an umbrella and walked calmly and slowly on the uninhabited street where the rain flowed, with the sludge dyeing his robe and cloak.

He hummed a faint and cold tune gently: "It turns out that the colorful purples and flowers bloom all over the place, as if they were all given to the Broken Wells and Flowers... It seems like they were all given to the Broken Wells and Flowers."

The originally melodious Kunqu opera was sung in a quiet and sharp tune, just like a funeral song.

......

Ming Lanruo was in the room, telling stories to Xiaoxi, coaxing the little man before falling asleep.

A knock suddenly sounded outside the door.

Ming Lanruo was stunned. Who would knock on the door of her room? Jing Ming, Chunhe and the maids below had no reaction.

She thought for a while, got up and criticized her robe, and took the light to open the door.

There was a tall figure standing outside the door, his robes were half wet, and the corners of the robes were full of mud ideas.

She raised her face, well, it was him.

Cang Qiao's face was calm and pale, and he smiled: "Ruoruo, it's late tonight, let's take me in for one night."
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