The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 309 Miss Wei, the master is here
This black silk circle originally belonged to her elder brother. Six months ago, the elder brother suddenly lost the news. They searched hard for the past six months but failed, but they never expected that the black silk circle would appear here.

"If you ask me to say it, I will say it. Wouldn't that be very shameless?" Wei Zhao leaned lazily against the wall, the black silk on his hands was loosened and tightened, and the blood on the ghost hand's neck was getting more and more bloody, but he The arrogance he had just now was gone. Others might not know the power of the black silk coils, but he knew it very well.

This thing can penetrate all the hard things in the world, cutting iron like mud.

"Don't move around," Yao Ji saw that Wei Zhao didn't know the severity, and was really afraid that he would accidentally cut off the second brother's neck, "What do you want to do?"

Wei Zhao glanced at the trampled paper bag on the old table not far away, "He trampled my white jade cake, I'm very upset."

Yao Ji followed his gaze, but she didn't expect this person to want to eat at this time, "Let my senior brother go, explain the origin of the black silk, and I will pay you a pastry shop."

With a smile on her face, she thought she would kill this kid after she found out where the senior brother was and rescued the second senior brother.

Wei Zhao leaned lazily, and shook his head after listening to Yao Ji's words, "I don't want white jade cakes anymore, these gloves are good, and the gold thread on your arm is also good."

Black silk wraps, black silk gloves, and gold silk. The teachers of these three people are quite special.

"Don't even think about it." Yao Ji didn't expect this kid to dare to open his mouth like a lion, and she moved her hand hidden behind her back.

Wei Zhao's eyes froze, he raised his hand and threw something to Qin Li, "Eat it."

Qin Li didn't ask any questions, just ate it when he caught it.

Yao Ji's eyes were filled with surprise, "You know? Impossible."

The poison she gave was colorless and tasteless, it was impossible for this kid to detect it.

Wei Zhao shook his head, too lazy to talk nonsense with them, "Will my request be answered or not?"

Yao Ji's eyes were ruthless, "Don't even think about it."

Wei Zhao clenched his hand, and the black thread instantly disappeared into the neck of the ghost hand.

At the same time, Yao Ji suddenly took out an object and threw it at Wei Zhao, a puff of foul-smelling smoke rose, and Yao Ji's figure disappeared on the spot.

"I'll go after it." Qin Li heard the movement.

"No need." Wei Zhao held the black thread in his hand, and when she took a step, the ghost hand had to take another step, fearing that if the black thread went deeper, he still didn't want to die.

"She'll be back."

Hei Sirao and this person are both there, that woman should go to rescue the soldiers.

Wei Zhao was walking leisurely, and when he reached the entrance of the alley, he was suddenly thrown down by a person. That person was wearing a red thin skirt and was holding a fan in his hand. He couldn't be Yao Ji who had just escaped.

Qin Chi then appeared and said to Wei Zhao respectfully, "Miss Wei, the master is here."

Wei Zhao found it funny, "How did you meet her?"

Qin Chi: "There is only one Luo Mansion here. This woman is sneaky, and the master thinks she has malicious intentions."

Wei Zhao glanced at the man on the ground, "It's really malicious, I leave it to you."

After handing the two of them over to them, Wei Zhao walked out of the alley, and Rong Jin was standing not far away, waiting for her to pass by.

As soon as Wei Zhao approached, he took out a black dragon pattern handkerchief, held her hand, and wiped it carefully.

When Wei Zhao was avoiding the ghost's hand just now, she rubbed her hand against the wall. The alley is full of old walls, so she got some dust on her hands.

Rong Jin wiped it very carefully, and he didn't let go until there was no trace of dust on his fair and slender fingers, "Are you injured?"

The tone of his question was calm, as if the matter was not important.

(End of this chapter)