Female president's private killer

The old man didn't laugh and didn't respond. He was just pulling out Xiaohei's hair very seriously, as if he hadn't heard Hua Ruxue's question at all.

But the flower like blood is very clear. Sometimes there is no answer, which is also an answer.

Since the old man wants to watch the dog, she has to keep watching her clouds and smoke.

From the grain, this cloud and smoke is a thousand mile mountain and river pattern. It should be one of the thirteen cloud and smoke made by Xu.

Xu is emperor Zhuanxu.

Zhuan Xu, leader of the ancient Chinese tribal alliance. One of the "Five Emperors" pursued by later generations. His real name is Qianhuang. He is the son of Chang Yi, the second son of the Yellow Emperor. He lives in DiQiu (now Puyang County, Henan Province). He is called Gaoyang family, also known as black emperor or Xuandi. In the legend of the God of heaven, it is the emperor in charge of the north.

In the national language of Chu, it is said that Zhuanxu was in power after SHAOHAO.

According to Zuo Zhuan's biography of the seventeen years of Duke Zhao, Zhuanxu lived in DiQiu, known as the Gaoyang family; Wei, the ruins of Zhuanxu, is also called Emperor Hill.

According to the myth of the great wilderness East Sutra, the later Yu (Shun), Xia, Qin and Chu were all his descendants, becoming the largest of the two systems under the Yellow Emperor system and Emperor Hu (including his ancestor xuanxiao, namely SHAOHAO).

Therefore, Zhuanxu is one of the common ancestors of the Chinese nation.

What few people know is that Zhuan Xu is not only a good emperor, but also a fan of calligraphy and painting.

Hand made ink and pen are just playthings caused by his interest. In fact, they are a trail. However, even the half piece of ink left by him is worth tens of millions of gold.

The price doesn't matter. The key is that money can't buy it.

Zhuan Xu's calligraphy tools have long been the elegant collection of high-class society and noble families. How can he be born?

Ordinary people may not understand that even the relics of ancient people are rare and rare. How can people like Hua Ruxue be abnormal.

Only the flower is like blood, I know it in my heart.

Her fiance comes from such an ancient noble family. Her favorite is the legacy of calligraphy and painting in Chinese history. Flowers are like blood. She naturally loves her house and Ukraine, and her research on this way is also quite profound.

But after the impact of this treasure cloud on Hua Ruxue's heart, she was more and more frightened.

The old man only met her for the first time, but he knew her so well that there were many ways to prove his identity, but he had prepared this cloud and smoke long ago. The meaning contained in it is simply thought-provoking.

One implied that the black soldier not only knew about flowers like blood, but also knew her fiance's information like the back of his hand.

The second is to see the reaction of flowers like blood.

This response is crucial.

Now Tianji master has made it clear that Hua Ruxue wants the answer. Duan Tiandao is the man who took her first night. Now it's her turn to choose.

She chose Duan Tiandao and had no worries about everything. Since then, she was even a member of the black army.

If she chooses her fiance, she must kill Duan Tiandao. If you choose this way, you need to make a question mark whether flowers like blood can go out of Duanjia village.

"Don't think so much." The old man looked at Xiao Hei's head pulled into a round head shape and nodded with satisfaction: "this cloud and smoke is just a gift I gave you. Heaven has no father and no mother, so I am his father and his mother. It's right to give a gift to my daughter-in-law."

Hua Ruxue couldn't help saying, "but I didn't promise to be with that bastard Duan Tiandao!"

"Sooner or later." Old man Tianji shrugged irresponsibly: "even if you struggle, it's futile. If you forget, I'll look at it. The more you struggle with something like fate, the tighter it will be. "

Hua Ruxue still wants to explain, but the old man obviously doesn't want to talk nonsense with her anymore: "since Duan Tiandao doesn't know you've been here, don't let him know when you go back. He's so happy and let him be happy for a few more days."

"Why should I..."

Without me.

There's no reason.

Just now it was clear that the Tianji old man sitting on the Kang seemed to disappear in a blink of an eye, leaving only a bald little black dog.

Little black glanced up desperately from the corners of his eyes, looked at his head without a few hairs, and wronged drilled into the arms of flowers such as blood.

Hua Ruxue sighed and pulled out the last few hairs on Xiaohei's head: "it's better to be bald."

Bald little black: "

This time, Hua Ruxue went all the way to Duanjia village to confirm whether duantiandao was the person, but now that she found and confirmed it, her heart became more and more tangled.

Because only now did she realize that she didn't think about what she should do after confirmation.

Remembering that they lived and died together in Macao and Hong Kong and depended on each other, he looked at his heart to his woman.

Is the ordinary Duan Tiandao in this life really the same person as the top killer on the cold and tall?

How could it be the same person?

The fact has appeared, but do you really want to kill Duan Tiandao?

Not to mention whether you can do it or not... Are you really willing to do it?

But

When I think of the boy who has been waiting for me for more than ten years, the flowers are like blood. It's my childhood sweetheart. I've said that if you don't marry, you don't marry.

But because of Duan Tiandao's overbearing once

A fianc é, who is in a real famous family, is absolutely impossible to accept a non fianc é e. Even if there is an operation called repair in this world, how can the cleanliness of the soul be repaired?

Choose

Is there any choice now?

In addition to choosing Duan Tiandao

Hua Ruxue took a breath, suddenly couldn't help but be slightly stunned, shook his hand and threw Xiaohei on the ground.

Xiao Hei threw on the ground: "

Why, when I come to this conclusion, I not only feel no bitterness, no grievance, no gnashing of teeth... But I breathe a sigh?

Do you really love Duan Tiandao?

what the fuck!

How is that possible!

This

Hua Ruxue doesn't know what she's thinking. She already feels that she can't catch her heart.

She felt that staying in Duanjia village was meaningless, so she got up and walked towards the door, just thinking of leaving the place early.

But before she walked out of the door, she ran into a man.

A very young boy.

The young man was wearing an old clothes that turned white after washing. His face was young, his eyebrows and eyes were correct, and his eyes were bright. He had an unspeakable taste. He seemed to be able to see the truth hidden in many things, just like a mirror.

The boy also carried a piece of luggage. The luggage looked very ordinary, but it was sorted very orderly, and there was no dust at all. The hat tied on the luggage was wiped clean.

Some thin, but definitely not thin, thin clothes, as if hiding a lot of power.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the flowers in front of him like blood. Some yearned, some feared and did not dare to approach, so he was deliberately indifferent: "sister Hua is good."

Hua Ruxue was stunned for a long time: "are you?"

"Duan Tianci." The boy didn't seem to be able to speak and didn't know what to say. After saying his name, he stopped and hesitated for a long time before saying, "I want to go with you."

"Come with me?" Hua Ruxue didn't know how to react for a while. The teenager didn't feel as threatening to women as Duan Tiandao. On the contrary, she just thought it would be a clever little brother. However, when the little brother said he wanted to go with her, Hua Ruxue always felt the illusion of human trafficking: "what are you doing with me?"

"Because you are with my brother Duan Tiandao, I want to find him with you." Duan Tianci's eyes stared at his feet on the ground. It seemed that it was the best thing in the world: "and the master said, it's time for me to go out and walk around. If I follow you, he won't have to worry about me."

Deeply aware that they are being used incisively and vividly, the flowers are like blood: "

I came all the way to get not only the result I wanted, but also a free ride to Duan Tiandao to send my brother.

How can there be such an unworthy thing in this world!

"And..." Duan Tianci's voice was not loud all the time, but it was always clear: "Master said, after receiving the meeting gift, you are my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law should take care of my uncle. "

Flower such as blood pretty eyebrow a wrinkle, picked up the wooden box, intend to fall to the ground.

Duan Tianci said again: "the master also said that even if you smash the meeting gift into a big cake, you are also my sister-in-law."

The flower that wants to kill is like blood: "

In fact, from the step when Hua Ruxue entered Duanjia village, things have been completely out of her control. In fact, it's like she's completely under control.

Although Hua Ruxue was reluctant, the final result was that she had to leave Duanjia village with her nominal brother-in-law.

Xiao Hei wants to talk, but he can't.

The two new partners are not familiar, so they have nothing to say. Even the observation of flowers like blood is just a subconscious instinct.

Duan Tianci's walking is very characteristic, which is very characteristic.

Lifting the knee is always so high, one step is always so far, looking straight at the head, you can look far, and you can also notice that in front of the body, you hold your chest up, not deliberately tall and straight, but naturally there is a kind of green pine strength. The black hair is very tight, and you can tie it with a cloth towel at will, which is meticulous.

His clothes are also very ordinary. They are washed white and very clean. There is no stain on the vamp. They are very particular. Along with the journey, a small piece of iron tied to the waist swayed slightly, and the piece of iron was also very common.

"Why do you... Hang such an iron sheet on your waist?" The flower is like blood. I can't help asking.

"This is not iron." Duan Tianci looked up seriously: "this is my knife."

Staring the iron piece out of the flower, I didn't see that it was the flower of a knife, such as blood: "

But speaking of Dao, the young man obviously said more: "I know brother Tiandao has a black Dao called lihun, which is very powerful. So I also named my knife Jiehun. "

The flowers that feel there is nothing new about divorce and marriage are like blood: "...."

"Sister in law." The teenager may have left Duanjia village for the first time. Although he was calm, he was inevitably a little excited: "can you tell me what brother Tiandao looks like?"

Hua Ruxue was stunned for a long time: "you said you were Duan Tiandao's brother. You asked me what he looked like? Haven't you seen him? "

Duan Tianci shook his head sadly: "when I was adopted by the master, brother Tiandao has not been in Duanjia village for a long time. I always listen to others tell his stories, but I have never seen him." He hesitated for a moment, and suddenly some hot eyes came out: "is he tall, handsome, sunny and heroic?"

Some speechless flowers, such as blood, were silent for a moment and nodded: "yes, he is not only tall, handsome and sunny... He often wears his underwear outside and flies around in the sky to do something to save mankind."

Suddenly I felt that I began to have long hair, bald little black: "