Assassin Farmer

Perhaps he could leave the place with the water and the dragon phoenix and migrate to the overseas flames, but what about her parents and brothers?

“I understand. I'll wait with the kids until you get back safely. Of course, it would be nice to be back in time for the big year.” Su Shui soothed him with a shallow smile. In exchange for Lin Shiyao's deeply wrapped kiss.

”I fixed a letter and sent people to Emperor to give it to your brother. As for you and the children, Stu built the best and stayed in the house day and night. In addition, his brothers and sisters will guard you on a rotating basis. I'll be back as soon as I can. Shui, I'm sorry, I said I'd stay with you, I'm not going anywhere, but now..."

“Shut up, Jaw, it's not up to you. It is a matter of concern to the country and the people, and even if it is only one percent probable, it would prefer to be prepared first.” Su Shuiju stretched out his hand to cover Lin Shiyao, who blamed himself. He persuaded him.

“You and Simon are also careful along the way. Whatever happens, just remember, I'm waiting for you here with the kids. ”

“Rest assured, this time, mainly to bring back the brand. Others, I promise you, will never move lightly.” Lin Shiyao nodded and promised. Will he not know what she expects? They have not been separated for two years, since the Great Room Mountains met.

“Well, just know. This, I sewed in the inner layer of the baggage.” Su Shuiju refers to the already empty purple vine gourd on the table. The only remaining spoonful of half-jade pixie marrow was filled by her in a small porcelain bottle and sewn into the baggage compartment. This is just in case of a lifesaver.

“Shuiyao...” Lin Shiyao clung her, dumbfounded her, let her go for a long time, looked at the dragon and phoenix sleeping peacefully on the side of the cradle, lifted the package on the table, quickly turned out of the bedroom, and met up with his stewardess standing in the front yard, the two jumped out of the bustling town, hurrying all the way to Dongxi.

Su Shui reclined on the door pillar of the house and watched them leave quietly until their healthy figure disappeared into her eyes three or two times.

“Master and uncle will be fine.” Stuart, who did not know when to come behind her, said softly.

“Well, nothing will happen.” Su Shuijuan nodded and retracted his gaze on the far mountain, turning back to the inner room. Without Yao, she still needs to get her breath straightened out.

She would not leave because of his errands, learn the legendary woman, look through autumn water, and eventually look at a stone sculpture.

She also has rollers to take care of and many things to do in the house. Anyway, she hopes to give him a nice and safe home when she gets back on Sunday.

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Twenty-four apprentices of Simon, along with Simon, who has been guarding the dragon and phoenix, 25 young people who rated him as fourteen years old, actually had less than two months of fun with Lin Xiaolin.

When it comes to playing, it's actually when the dragon and phoenix are awake, they take turns teasing them. It's not your turn. It's naturally the town's "Tartarus". Years of acquiescence have long made them the same good habit in the absence of the master.

“Tomorrow is New Year's Eve.” Su Shui leaned in front of the window and looked at the bending moon in the cold sky, whispering.

“Yes, the slaves have been arranged. Don't worry, miss.” Sister Liang saw that Su Shuijuan had not stopped yet and brought in a pot of hot tea. In the absence of your uncle, preparations for the annual festival will never be casual. After spending so many years in the Imperial Palace, if you still can't handle these matters, you underestimate her too much.

“I wonder if the Yaws can make it back.” This is the second big year since they met, and they don't want to be separated.

“My uncle is strong in martial arts and will return safely. Miss, don't worry too much.” Sister Liang is not sure if she can make it back before New Year's Eve. After all, there are at least 700 or 800 miles from Dongxi. It takes three or four days for people to drive back and forth in a carriage. Don't say anything important. However, Sister Liang has seen the master's profound martial arts and thought, maybe he can really do it.

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“I haven't seen your Iceman. Why? Aren't you home?” On the first morning of New Year's Eve, Jiang Yingyun arrived in a fine carriage built by “Yueyun Embroidery Tower" with a carriage of annual ceremonies. He didn't see Lin Shiyao, who usually appeared behind Su Shuiqiu, and asked curiously.

“Well, something went out.” Su Shuiju was breastfeeding Lin Lung, and the rumor lowered his head.

“New Year's Eve, what's the big deal? Ha... isn't going to the Emperor to give his father-in-law's mother-in-law a New Year's Eve?” Jiang Yingyun couldn't help but play narrowly.

Su Shui sniffed the words and paused a little. Yeah, it's supposed to be a New Year's Eve. However, in her subconscious sense, Prince Jing and Princess Jing are privileged guests to her, and have not yet regarded them as their biological parents. Yew, needless to say, he used to work alone and kill people. She doesn't know much about the rituals.

“Lady, on her return, Madam had already told the slaves that the emperor was far from the highway. There was no need for the lady and the uncle to bother with such matters. Just take care of the little lady and the young master.” Sister Liang noticed that Su Shuiju was in trouble, so she intervened in due course.

“Yes, and besides, the emperor is in a mess right now, or don't go.” Jiang Yingyun saw Nanny Liang's nose pounding with the sweet scent she had just served the table. The foreign minister was sophisticated and suddenly had an appetite. She twisted a piece of poppy cake and threw it in her mouth. She chewed it and said.

“Is Emperor... messy? How did you know?” When Su Shuiqiu heard it, he remembered what Yao had said before he left. Busy asking.

“The embroidered building sends a convoy to and from Tetu every now and then, how could I not know that news!” Jiang Yingyun heard the scorch in her tone and said that she was worried about Prince Jing Jing of Didu and waved comfort: “Don't worry, I only heard that it was some exiles from the north who would have been caught by the government. Your parents are in the Imperial Palace, and you won't be able to do this anyway. ”

“I hope so.” Su Shuiju nodded and was a little shy. She thought about Yao, almost forgot about her now, and the parents need to be distracted to hang up.

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“Any news?” Leung Xuanjing stepped into the big study and asked seriously to his son, who bowed his head and frowned at the desk.

“Dad.” Liang Enzhao came to see Liang Xuanjing, relaxed his mind and pinched his tall and upright nose beam tirelessly, shaking his head gently: “Not yet. According to a tip from the north, the twelve blood rides came to Dawai. It's just nothing. ”

“Seriously?!” Liang Xuan was shocked. Twelve Blood Rides, the most powerful weapon of the bloodthirsty kingdom. Rumor has it that twelve blood rides the horse without unfinished business.

“Mm-hmm. The source did say that. And, Dad, the Blood Church has already taken action.” The note in front of Liang En was just a message from Lin Shi Zhou who had recently entrusted the "Guangdong Tower”. Dongxi Twin Monsters, Blood Religion. If Lin Shi Liu's speculation is accurate, then Blood Religion is buried in Dawai's chess pieces.

“Hmm...” Liang Xuanjing frowned slightly, then got up and went outside the study, "I am now in the palace, Dahui rested and rested for nearly a hundred years, it was not easy for Cathay Min 'an, there can be no more war. ”

“Father, if the Great King doesn't believe...”

“I'd rather believe it. If he doesn't believe me... I'll beat him to it.” Liang Xuan Jingtou left the study without returning. He walked to the front door of the house. As he walked, he yelled: "Get the carriage ready for the king. ”

Liang En looked at Liang Xuanjing quickly and shook his head with a smile before returning to the desk. He wrote a letter with a pen, folded neatly and loaded into an envelope, and sealed it with a red seal. He called the guard who was quietly in the room, “Quickly handed over to the 'Takeshi Building'”.

After the commander of the secret guard left, Liang Enzhao left the study and ordered a carriage to go to Xiangwang Palace very quickly.

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Liang Enzhao, an octagonal pavilion in Xiangwang Palace, is meeting with his best friend and best friend for more than a decade.

“Your plan?” Prince Xiang leaned on the pavilion and seemed to admire the ramen at the corner of the pavilion, but his eyes were deeply worried.

“Dawai, is the fat in the eyes of blood.” Liang En carried a cup of calamari and looked down at the sake in the cup and analyzed it lightly.

“So?”

“There is also the possibility of fat turning into hard bone.” Liang Enzhao spins a cup of calamari, a beautiful face, and in the winter cool air, it becomes more beautiful.

“Twelve blood rides...” Master Xiang muttered again, turning to Liang Enzhao, “If the tip is true, try it.” Didn't they just wait for the fish to hook up after so many years of deployment?

“Well, do you remember Wind Yao Pavilion?” Liang Enzhao suddenly changed the subject.

“Of course, the killer group known as Zhenjiang Lake, we met their people in the Fengshui City case earlier.” The building nodded, but, in the last two years, the wind seemed a little calmer. Didn't the Palace of Fengyao collapse?

“After Fengyao Palace changed the head of the palace, it has been restructured. As for their Gold Medal Killer...” Liang En carried a glass of wine in front of him, hiding the curve sliding around the corner of his mouth, who would have thought that killing God would actually become his brother-in-law. Is this a blessing for him? Dissolved his hostile position with Lin Shiyao.

“Heard he died.” The building seemed unfortunately sighed.

“Not necessarily.” Liang Enzhao shook his head, "By the way, if you hear anything from me in the future, go to the 'stabbing building’ and be safe there."

“What, your industry?” The building raised eyebrows, never heard of it.

“No, but it must be safe.” Kind of one of ours. Since his brother-in-law suggested so in his letter, he believed.

Besides, if the speculation is true, the blood meditation is an attempt on Dawei, but the transmission of the message is even more important, and the slight leakage of the wind affects the whole situation.

“I'll take care of the rest, you just keep an eye on Prime Minister Lau's office.” Liang En took a sip and drank a glass of Chinese wine. After that, he stood up and wanted to leave.

“The Sangshu Palace also needs additional personnel. I suspect that Lord Sangshu has a part in it. Don't you think he's been targeting Jing Wang Palace? ”

“Rest assured, I will certainly take extra care of him there.” Liang Enzhao waved his hand without turning back. Sangshu Mansion, how could he have missed it! Perhaps, this bloody operation is the same old man who played tricks behind his back.

It's just that all this has to wait. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)