Bone Painting Coroner

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Yes!

Why?

The obvious goal is Jing Rong, who will block and kill who, Ji Yunshu blocks the sword for him, and the man in black should have killed her. Why did he take the sword back at that time?

Because of her words, the atmosphere in the hall became more dignified.

There are a few tricks!

"To kill this king? But who can't hurt you, who would it be?" Jing Rong couldn't imagine, besides Jing Yi, who else would?

"It's strange to say that the skills of those people are really good, and the tricks are not like those of the Jianghu School, but it can be seen that they are indeed not the people of Yiwang or the people from the capital. And those people are all He came with the determination to die. Naturally, no clues will be left for us to follow suit, and everyone is dead, so it may be difficult to check it. After all...the rivers and lakes are big."

Mo Ruo picked the tail long.

After listening to him, Jing Rong's calm face crossed a trace of unfathomable meaning. The hand on the thigh also gathered his fists, and the green muscles on the back of the hand were faintly visible.

Like a mad lion about to break out of the cage!

He stared sharply at Langpo, "If you pass the king's order, even if you are digging the ground three feet, you must grab out the creators behind you and divide the five horses into corpses."

Words are terrible!

When he spoke out of his mouth, a bloody picture flashed in front of everyone.

shudder.

Langpo immediately ordered his life.

At this time-

A bodyguard hurried in from the outside and reported, "Your lord, there is one more person alive."

The news came as a surprise, but it was a surprise.

Tang Si Gao shouted, "It turns out that there is still alive, it's great, and quickly asked who he was instructed in the end? If he refused to say, then smoked him, smoked fiercely, to see if he said nothing."

Grit your teeth!

But a moment later, the guard's mouth twitched, and a pot of cold water was poured. "Although the man is still alive, he was seriously injured. I fear that... he can't live."

His head dropped and his voice became thinner.

Jing Rong frowned.

Can't live?

Mo Ruo suddenly got up, "Take me over."

"Yes!"

So everyone went together.

I saw that the man in black was lying on the ground, his fingers still moving.

Mo Ruo squatted, turned the man over slightly, and saw the sword in his chest. The wound was deep, and blood bleed all over the place, gradually becoming black.

Is too much blood loss!

"Can't let him die." Jing Rong said coldly.

"With me there, I can't die." Mo Ruo took out a pill to serve the man, and then clicked on the acupuncture point on his chest a few times, and told the man, "Take him to my house."

The two guards did the same, lifting the person carefully.

Mo Ruo clapped his hands and said to Jing Rong before leaving, "I can save his life, but I can't stop him from committing suicide."

Stabbing with a mortal heart, he will not survive if he is captured.

They are like dead bodies!

Jing Rong, "Save it."

Morrow nodded and left.

Tang Si also followed.

About half an hour later, the bodies of those in black were all cleaned up, but the whole courtyard was filled with a strong bloody smell, which made people sick.

Ji Yunshu also moved to the courtyard where Jing Rong lived.

She held two beloved sandalwood boxes and said, "Fortunately this thing is not broken."

It's all about this time and I still remember these two boxes.

"Do you know how dangerous that situation is?" Jing Rong asked her seriously.

"I know."

"Now that you know, how can you stand in front of this king? Have you thought about the consequences?"

"I thought about it." She put down the box, met his gaze, and said seriously, "If I don't block, it's you who died. If I blocked it, it's you and me who died together."

Smiled!

"Yunshu." He took her cold ten fingers. "You listened well. In the future, this situation will happen again. This king will let you go. You have to go. Do you understand?"

"Do not……"

"You have no right to deny, this is an order."

He has a firm attitude and a serious look.

She paused for a long time, and knew that she must not be overwhelmed, so she nodded.

After finishing things.

Jing Rong said, "Actually, this time, thanks to the literati's man."

Mentioning him, Ji Yunshu's busy motion stopped.

"Yeah, I really have to thank him, but I always feel that he is not simple at all, plus the girl Ye's thing, this person seems to have a secret hidden all over his body."

If she could dissect the human heart, she really hoped that she could do it and see what happened.

She shook her head, thinking she thought too much.

Jing Rong said, "The literati are really strange, up and down."

She nodded and agreed.

But he said, "I really hope... but we are more hearted."

...

Late at night, the dark room of Wenjia embroidery workshop!

Mr. Wen's face was hot, and his thick black eyebrows were tightly screwed together, his eyes narrowed slightly, his lips pursed, and he was completely angry.

Sitting on the chair next to him, he looked cool and indifferent, and could not see the slightest fluctuation in his emotions. He still held the flute in his hand, and the jade pendant hanging on it was pinched in his palm.

Not half a moment!

Although he was young and handsome, his beautiful eyes were also attractive, but his face was paler than ordinary people, and he looked like he was sick.

This is not surprising. Wenxian was a medicine jar since he was a child, so he was thrown into the mountains to practice martial arts when he was less than ten years old. After studying for five full years, his body was much better. I had a serious illness. Since then, my body has been in good condition and bad condition. In these years, I have seen many doctors, but I have not seen it. Five or six years ago, my condition got worse and I almost lost my life. Drag, it dragged to the present.

It is precisely because of his illness that he has never been married, a person who is at ease.

What a pity!

He showed a worried look and glanced out of the dark room before turning to his father and saying, "Father, this cannot be blamed on Lieutenant General Lin."

Although the tone is weak, but very cold.

Master Wen was unmoved.

His real name is Wen Panshi. At the moment, his face is like his name. The rock is as firm as a hard one.

Visible anger!

suddenly--

A "bang" sound.

He slammed his hand on the table case, "As a lieutenant, but to issue a kill order privately, how can he be light?"

"father……"

"you shut up."

Blame!

Wen Xian's cold eyebrows pressed down, swallowing all his words into his stomach.

At this time-

There was a sound of iron boots stepping on the stone slab outside, the steps were steady and powerful, orderly, sometimes, echoed in the passage outside the dark room, one after another.

Like drums!

I saw a tall and mighty figure on the ground, dragged in from the outside first.

Getting closer!

It's getting longer!

It wasn't until the person came into the dark room that the shadow stepped on his feet.