The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"Hehe..." Diao Chan smiled as she looked at the respectful and loyal subordinates below.

In everyone's heart, there will be one or several secrets, or a story, or a person, or a mysterious place.

There will be a small world that is quiet and no one knows, and that is the destination of the soul!

In fact, Diao Chan is also very bitter.

If she can let go of all the pretense on the outside and be her true self, without wisdom or calculation, she is just an ordinary little girl who also needs love and care!

A caring person, a strong arm.

It is what every woman in the world wants to have.

It's just that in her position, what these two kinds of ordinary women want most is the hardest thing for her to get.

Because, her identity, and environment, doomed everything.

Even now, she has changed her identity!

The complexity of the relationship and the entanglement of interests can hardly be described in words.

Because no one in this world can succeed casually.

The emperor needs to go through bloody and cruel competition to be in power.

The general needs to smell the chicken and dance, and practice martial arts diligently to be successful.

The No. [-] scholar also needs to study hard all night with his head hanging from the beam and his buttocks to usher in the glory of being named on the gold list...

Even if these mainstream tides are like this, let alone talk about it, the "shattering" plan she planned?

"There are no eternal friends, and there are no eternal enemies, there are only eternal interests." This sentence was vividly expressed in the conversation between Diao Chan and others.

"Shadow!" After a moment of silence, the cold voice continued, with a sense of necessity.

"Someone is..." Ying raised his head, and the face hidden in the shadow was reflected in the flickering firelight for the first time.

His facial features are like carefully carved jade, delicate eyebrows that seem to be curved but not curved, and dark and deep eyes, like two deep pools with invisible bottoms.

His face was like a piece of exquisite and flawless jade. His long black hair was casually pulled up on his head, and the strands of hair floated on both sides of his cheeks and behind his head.

With the breeze blowing, there is a kind of chicness detached from the world of mortals, and there is a kind of loneliness left behind in the world.

But all of these are out of Diao Chan's eyes, she only sees sharp edges.

"Leave him, don't hold back!"

Ying's eyes were as deep as a black hole, which made people shudder.

But for Diao Chan, there was a rare tenderness in Ying's eyes, and on the surface she still lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly: "No! Miss, don't worry, I will try my best to handle things properly."

Gently pulled out the dagger from the boot shaft, lightly flicked the index finger, the brilliance flashed, and a small flower bloomed in the darkness.

In the next moment, the black shadow has dissipated from the secret room without a trace...

...

"Oh, unfortunately, after all, you are just... a dagger!"

After a while, there was an echo in the secret room, and a long sigh.

280 Two Shadow Robbery

The night was as cold as water, and the wind was cold.

The land shrouded in darkness, the dark night sky, and the silver moon hanging high.

The faint moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver gauze, which looked extremely mysterious.

Under the blowing of the night wind, intermittently, there is or is not, it looks a little weird!

A gust of night wind blew past, and in Chang'an City, in the path leading to the palace, the leaves on the dense trees were immediately rustled.

Coupled with the unique gloomy horror at night, and the white wind streamers scattered all over the outskirts of Chang'an.

With the rustling sound of walking on the sandy road and the rustling sound of the wind blowing away, Deng Hua felt his sweat pores all over his body become cold and his back feel tight.

Living in the palace, he is deeply aware of the cruelty of the struggle in the harem.

There are many bones, piled up like a mountain.

Some strange thoughts can't help but come to my mind...

Shouldn't it?

Thinking of this, Deng Hua's mood inexplicably became tense and quickened.

There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world, and Deng Hua finally believed in this sentence.

In many cases, the more you want to come, the less you will come.

When you don't want it, it just happens to come.

Although, what he met was a human, not a ghost!

"Brush~!"

The pitch-black figure, like a vulture hiding in the darkness, darted out silently into the dark night.

The black shadow was so fast that it rolled up like a gust of wind, sweeping past it all the way.

Whoo~!

Deng Hua shrank his pupils, twisted his head, and subconsciously avoided to the left.

Although the incoming strong wind dodged away, Deng Hua's forward trend was blocked for a while.

"who?!"

Seeing the black shadow that was gathering rapidly, Deng Hua could only frowned slightly, and stepped back a certain distance.

Staring blankly at the black shadow that appeared in front of him like a ghost, Deng Hua couldn't help taking a few steps back again.

The person is not good!

Although he hasn't fought too much yet, it can be inferred from his feeling that this is definitely a person with countless dead souls under his command.

Looking up, it was a black gauze mask, a black shirt covering the body, a soft belt tied around the waist, thick-soled cowhide quick boots under the feet, and two slender awns hanging from the waist.