Ancient Wu killer mixed city

"What's the matter?" Taking a closer look, Qingqing couldn't help frowning, unexpectedly, Xiaokong complained that this girl would do some amazing things like surgery, it could be seen that this girl was not very optimistic, and the two full The little blood-stained hands were stitching the wound with needles and threads. On one side of the plate, three warheads were quietly lying in the water. The scarlet blood slowly faded away, reflecting strange textures like smoke.

"Sister Tsing Yi, do you have any antibiotics at home?" Xiao Kong suddenly raised his head and complained to her.

"Yes," Qingqing heard, walked into the house, and after searching for a long time, finally dragged out a large medicine box. This thing has surpassed the category of emergency medicine box. It is placed inside, the measurement is not large, but the variety is complete, when Xiao Kongyuan saw it, his eyes straightened, and then he remembered that Qingqing used to be a female killer who was always on the edge of the knife, how could she not be knifed , presumably, the beautiful little black girl also has a lot of scars......

Of course, whether this is the case or not, besides herself, it seems that only Lu Yu knows best.

"Is he all right?" Ling'er said, frowning and looking at Xiao Kongyuan.

"I won't die for the time being," Xiaokong said, and glanced at Liu Yue. Now he and that unstoppable white wolf are almost two people, and his handsome face has become mellow because of the physical pain. Unusually twisted, on his forehead, the dripping sweat dripping down told her that the current him is extremely painful.

"Okay," after injecting the last dose of medicine, Xiao Kong complained to cut off the thread left by the wound suture, Liu Yue heard the words, and then slowly let down his tense body, he was still panting, panting The voice is surprisingly loud, and it can be seen that breathing has become a very luxurious thing for him.

"How could it be like this, who did it," Xiao Kong complained, holding his hand.

Hearing this, Liu Yue opened his mouth, but did not make a sound several times, then closed his eyes, and after a long time of accumulation, he finally spit out the words: "I, I... I found... I found him,"

The voice of these words was not too loud, but when the words came out, they resounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

"What did you say,,,,," Ling'er pounced on him and asked him, grabbing his shoulder.

"Say it quickly,,," seeing Liu Yue's eyes rolled up, Ling'er monkey shook his shoulders anxiously, unconsciously, the amplitude was a little bigger, Liu Yue was already dying, how could he bear this Tossing and tossing, he didn't come up in one breath, rolled his eyes wildly and almost passed out.

"Hey," Qingqing was more rational than Linger, and grabbed Linger's little hand Qingqing and hugged her. every word.

"what,,"

As soon as his face changed, Xiao Kong's eyes widened. At this moment, that guy Liu Yue passed out as if he had relieved some heavy burden.

"What did he say?" Seeing Xiao Kongyuan's shocked expression, Ling'er quickly asked, pulling her sleeve.

"I know where he is," Xiao Kong complained, panicked and at a loss.

On the outskirts of Dongcheng, in a corner that seems to be forgotten by people, there is a courtyard with black bricks and black tiles and a dark and closed gate. No one has lived here for many years, and no one knows that the three-meter-long What kind of secrets are hidden in the high walls of the courtyard? In the yard, there are a few unnamed rare tree species, which are lush and lush, covering most of the sky.

A thin old man, sitting under a tree, with an exquisite purple sand teapot beside the Guteng chair, he didn't speak, his eyes were squinted as if he was thinking about something, but his thin face had a kind of Looking at the determination and arrogance in all directions, a pair of eagle-like eyes hung on the unforgettable face of Yin Ce, stretched out three fingers, gently held the teacup on one side in the palm of his hand, took a sip of tea and gurgled He puffed up the Lanzhou hookah that he hadn't touched for many years.

Who would have imagined that this grassy courtyard is the secret mansion of Teng Hu, an old man who used to be powerful, and who would have imagined that a very inconspicuous dry well in the oblique thorn is connected to the bottomless huge underground palace, That's right, here is the place where Lu Yu grew up, the most unforgettable place for Lu Yu besides Han Ling's chief helm.

"Old ghost, how long have you been here?" The strong old man with white hair and eyebrows sitting next to him with a paper fan asked Uncle Ghost. Hearing this, Uncle Ghost asked back with a sneer, "Old Feng, what are you doing here?" What do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting, I just want to ask you how you found this place," while speaking, Lao Feng pushed forward the folding fan in his hand and said to him with a smile: "I'm still wondering, why is Ah Hu doing better all these years?" There is no news, it turns out that he was hidden by you a long time ago, "

"Hehe," Uncle Ghost revealed his signature sinister smile when he heard the words, and then spit out a mouthful of blue mist and glanced at him, "You're wrong to say that, it's his own idea to live here, why do you call me Hide him, Ah Hu's injury has healed a lot, otherwise, you wouldn't have seen him until now."

"Well," Old Feng frowned slightly when he heard the words, and then said to him with a sigh, "Old ghost, actually, there is something I've always wanted to ask you."

"Let's talk," Uncle Gui replied without looking at him.

"What happened three years ago, have you ever regretted it?" He turned his body sideways and lowered his voice to a minimum. Old Feng looked at him with the most muddy old eyes. Seeing him like this, Uncle Gui was taken aback, Then put away the cynical expression and shook his head, "What's the use of saying this now? Some things cannot be turned back. If I can start from the beginning, I hope I can dissuade him like you, maybe , if you and I were tougher at the beginning, he wouldn't be like this now. We are all bad old men who stepped into the coffin. He has a spirit in the sky, and he doesn't know what to say, "

As Uncle Ghost said, he stared at Old Feng for a long time, then sat up slowly, "Old Feng, aren't you shaken?"

"No," Old Feng squinted his old eyes when he heard the words, looked up at the shadowy sunshine among the leaves, and said slowly to him: "Anyway, he is the only blood of Big Brother, what he wants to do, It's not something I can control. When I was 30 years old, my old life already belonged to the Zhang family. This is life, and I have no choice."