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118. Send a bastard 2

A little blood mark on the chest, killed with one sword.

Another kill with one sword.

Behind him, lying in various directions, were several people who had appeared in their Qin family that day. The one at the far end seemed to struggle and ran to the door of the study, but was still killed with a sword from behind.

"All dead." Ziyu narrowed his eyes.

Such quick movements, such crisp and clear execution. The person in charge behind this group of people was really sharp. As soon as he realized that something was wrong, he immediately killed everyone.

This completely eliminated the possibility of them following the clues.

Hanyang looked at the corpses on the ground, then raised his eyes to look at the ordinary residence, a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes: "I didn't expect to meet opponents on our territory."

To actually be able to kill them all one step ahead of them is simply contempt for their Zhenbei Palace.

"I will handle this matter." A strong murderous aura flashed through Di's eyes. Today he got the news and chased after him. What he saw was such a situation. When he followed the mechanism to check, what he saw was the scene just now. This made him

The opponent who had lost all the clues actually appeared under the influence of their Zhenbei Palace. If he didn't dig it out completely and eradicate it, he wouldn't call him one.

It is cold and desolate. When the wind is warm in early summer, here and now the cold wind is rippling and the ice is sharp.

The wind blew in all directions, and blood spread deep in the alley.

Who is it, hiding behind it?

Ziyu raised his head and looked at Hanyang, his eyebrows slightly raised...

All clues on Chu Xing's side were cut off, leaving only Rong's side.

However, when Ziyu entered the Wu family's private residence in Beiming Changfeng, the news that came his way completely cut off all clues.

People from Diyi interrogated Rong and her mother.

The corpse they carried back a moment ago was confirmed to be Rong's uncle, but the origin of this uncle was very vague.

Because this uncle is not Rong's biological uncle, but the uncle of Rong's mother's best mistress, through whom they met.

The mistress of Rong's mother was also captured immediately, but the result was not beyond their expectations. The mistress's uncle was their newly recognized godfather.

Because he introduced himself as his long-lost uncle upon arrival and spent generously, the concubine recognized the bride.

But when asked now, he didn't even know who this uncle was, where he lived, where he came from, or his name or family.

Typically it is designed.

Now, all clues have been lost.

"Ha, that's interesting." After listening to his subordinate's report, Hanyang laughed with great interest.

On their territory of Zhenbei King, under the nose of Beiming Changfeng, they made such big moves, it seems that Qin Ziyu has quite a secret.

"Since it's so interesting, let's do it all at once." Ziyu drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, with a real fire in his eyebrows.

She wanted to see how capable the other party was.

"Hanyang, please help me like this..."

The willows are fluttering and the breeze is blowing gently.

If the clues are all broken, let it jump out on its own.

Early summer, a good time.

By the way, it has been four days since Ziyu returned to Yongjing. With this inexplicable plot against them, time seemed to fly by quickly. Before anything happened, it was already the day when Beiming Changfeng Xiapin arrived.

On this day, a red sun hung high in the blue sky.

Golden light pours down through the sky,


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