Ten mile long street empty tears

"It's not called poisonous mouth, tell the truth." Dongfang Qinglan turned her pen around and put it away.

Holding the string of small animals in his hand.

"Come to me after work and treat you to tea."

"Okay." Liu Mingxue looked at Dongfang Qinglan's back, as if there were indeed many things she didn't know.

Yang Muhan returned to the court, and Li Tan promised to let her enter the court as an official and join the military department.

The situation in the court is no less treacherous than the frontline.

It's just that Li Tan wants her as a chess piece, and he wants to help the prince accumulate power, so the court cannot give up on this game of chess.

After Yang Muhan finished his official duties, he was already in the middle of the moon, and he looked up at the bright moon.

It is not a safe place for Qu to go back to Miaojiang from the south. Today's Kyushu is so big that there seems to be no peaceful place.

The power of Tianyi Sect is getting stronger and stronger, coupled with the grievances between the Tang Sect in Central Shu and the Five Poison Sect, Yang Muhan is still worried about whether Qu Congnan will be able to escape unscathed.

It's just that Yang Muhan never thought that these were not the most important reasons why Qu Congnan left.

Yang Muhan's gaze fell from the bright moon to the roof in the distance.

It seems that Chang'an will not be peaceful tonight.

Tang Wushuang quietly entered the mansion on the list.

Following the route in memory to find the master bedroom, the guards didn't feel anyone sneaking in at all.

Just as her crossbow hit the target, the light of the scimitar lit up.

Seeing the short arrow in the heart and the knife cut in the throat of the person who dominated Chang'an City, Tang Wushuang snorted and left quietly.

Lu Chengui landed next to Tang Wushuang, Tang Wushuang looked to the side, the mechanism fell, and instantly flew into the air.

The scimitar swept across Tang Wushuang's face, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and he stepped back.

It was rare for her to meet such a hearty opponent, and Lu Chen circled behind her.

Tang Wushuang originally thought that she would make a killing move, but in an instant, she felt that the killing intent behind her dissipated, and when she closed her hands and was about to retreat, she was entangled by someone.

"you lose."

Lu Chengui's Central Plains dialect still has a foreign accent, which is very unique.

The man wrapped around him like a boneless snake, and Tang Wushuang's face under the mask was a bit unnatural.

Lu Chengui suddenly shadowed his figure again, Tang Wushuang felt that someone was approaching him, and took a step back but it was still too late.

The mask on his face was removed, and under the mask was a heroic cheek. Lu Chengui, with the mask in his hand, tilted his head and looked at her.

"beauty."

Tang Wushuang's cheeks hidden under the hair instantly flushed.

"Give it back to me." Tang Wushuang still stared at Lu Chengui with a cold face.

Lu Chengui curled his lips and threw the mask to her.

Tang Wushuang put on the mask again, ready to leave.

Lu Chengui chased after him: "Lu Chengui, the Lu of Lu Weilou, the dust of dust, the one who returns home."

Tang Wushuang looked at her with some puzzlement, facing Lu Chengui's light blue eyes, her thin lips parted slightly: "Tang Wushuang, Tang of the Tang Sect, with or without, Fengshuang."

"It's cold, I don't like it."

Tang Wushuang was thinking, how could a killer say that Leng Bingbing didn't like it?

"See you next time. I won today. Let's see if your crossbow is faster or my knife is faster next time." Lu Chengui smiled at Tang Wushuang.

Tang Wushuang glanced at the direction she was leaving, there was no one there, and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

After that, it also disappeared into the night without leaving a trace, as if nothing happened this night.

Yang Muhan listened to the news from his subordinates: "My lord, yesterday Dali Siqing was killed in his residence."

When Li Tan recommended Yang Muhan as Dali Siqing, Yang Muhan realized his intention.

Yang Muhan has no room to refuse. As one of the Nine Heavens, Li Tan's power has never been limited to Jianghu, and Li Tan is not allowed to exceed his control.

"The humble minister takes orders." Yang Muhan, a woman, seemed out of place among the men, and there were many people who sneered at her.

Yang Muhan was in the center of turmoil in Chang'an City, while in Langya Fort, Shi Siming was in a good mood listening to Wu Menggui and the saint in red.

"With everyone's help, magical skills will surely come true." Shi Siming combined his own body skills with Tian Yi and Hong Yi's teaching of poison skills, and his skills increased greatly in a short time.

It's just that this kind of skill has a drawback, he must continue with human blood, and this is also when he is weakest, so Shi Siming invited his teacher over.

"Then, what did the leader entrust?" Yuehua looked up at Shi Siming.

Shi Siming waved his hand: "It's easy to say at this time, but it's just a Lu Danlou."

"Yuehua thank you in advance on behalf of the leader."

Liu Mingxue and Dongfang Qinglan were drinking tea, but they didn't take the initiative to ask about her and Mu Jun's affairs. The two were simply old friends reunited and had a drink.

"How is your sword technique now?" Dongfang Qinglan asked Liu Mingxue while sipping tea.

Liu Mingxue shook her head: "I've been obsessed with forging knives these years, and my knife skills may not be very advanced."

Dongfang Qinglan sneered: "You may not be good, I don't believe it."

"The genius doctor of the East, who saves people in the world, isn't it because no one remembers the former Dongfang Qinglan?"

"My current skills are indeed inferior to yours."

"Fighting sometimes depends on the brain."

Liu Mingxue asked Ye Anxu for her package, and took out a pen from it.