Ling Wu retracted the hand holding the hairpin and watched the only drop of blood condensed on the hairpin slipping down. She handed the hairpin that had regained its luster and no blood stains to Ouyang Xi's hand, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "He
It’s the one on the left.”
"Indeed, so he is mine."
Ouyang Xi took the hairpin from Ling Wu's hand and gently helped Ling dance the hairpin into her hair. After looking at the position of the hairpin with satisfaction, she slightly raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Let's go."
It was only now that the crowd on the street, who had been stunned by the shocking actions of Ling Wu and Ouyang Xi, let out a few screams.
Ling Wu turned a deaf ear to those screams and looked at the sun that had just risen to the roof. She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "The weather is good today, but the secret room is very stuffy. How about we just take a walk in the capital?"
Ouyang Xi curled her lips slightly: "Everything depends on the lady's orders."
Ling Wu only turned around at this moment, looked at the screaming people, and said leisurely: "It's broad daylight, it seems we can't call it an assassination?"
Ouyang Xi chuckled softly, put his arm around Ling Wu's shoulders, and looked at her sideways: "I haven't visited my Uncle Eleven for a long time. Why don't you, Ling Wu, accompany me to visit his old man?"
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"That's right. The other princes have all been sent to their fiefdoms. Uncle Eleven is the only one who still stays in the capital. If he doesn't go, I'm afraid it won't be justified."
She then sighed and said, "Are you going at night? Some people don't want to go. It's safer to go during the day."
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Xu Yue stared at the several corpses on the ground, walked to the person Ling Wu stabbed to death, slowly squatted down, and stared at his bloody chest.
When he stretched out his hand, he moved quickly
Ling Yun almost saw Xu Yue reaching forward, and the man's clothes were torn apart.
Xu Yue narrowed her slender eyes and stared at the small hole on the man's chest carefully, then suddenly reached out and tore all the clothes on his body.
When he was sure that there were no other wounds on the man's body except the small hole, the murderous look in his eyes gradually became heavier: "It's really powerful, every time he kills with one blow."
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Bo Bo's own sister article "The Killer also travels through the clouds without a trace"
Introduction: Her soft and boneless hand gently slid across his angry cheek, pointing like an orchid, with a smile in her eyes: "Although I am timid and scared when I see blood, I still have the courage to kill one or two people." She is someone else.
A female killer who traveled through time and space, laughter is her best weapon
Between Yingying's smile, who lives and who dies? Who's heart is ups and downs?