Non-stick clothing

"Are you the flower picker?"

The woman walked in and said with a smile: "How can you be a thief if you love what I want?"

"Come into the room, use such a low-level method as Mixiang, and still say it's your love?"

The woman said: "Afterwards, of course it's your wish." She lifted the curtain and walked towards Duan Changge.

White light flashed suddenly.

The next moment, Duan Changge was no longer on the bed.

"Let me just say, if the Shaoqing of Dali Temple only has this ability, it would be very boring." The woman touched the blood on her face, her appearance was like a delicate and beautiful girl, and her movements were even more seductive.

"However, how long can you hold your breath?" She smiled lowly.

"Then I'll kill you before then." Duan Changge said coldly.

The sword's edge is like rain.

The woman is holding a flute, fighting hand to hand, the sound is clear and crisp.

"Twice." She said.

You come and go, but you don't cross the house half a step, it's so lively.

With a hiss, Duan Changge's sleeves were all ripped off, and she herself took a few steps back and sat straight on the chair.

"I forgot to mention, this incense is very effective. If you inhale it a little, it will make your limbs weak." The woman smiled and said, "If you were obedient just now, why did you do this?"

She picked up Duan Changge's clothes with the flute.

click.

The white jade flute shattered in front of Duan Changge.

Yue Zilin closed the door and said, "Did I disturb something good?"

The woman played with her long hair and said, "You know, why don't you get out?"

Yuezi Linqi said: "I am not prettier than her? Are you too blind?"

The woman licked her lower lip and said, "Miss, what do you mean?"

Yue Zilin said: "Since the eyesight is poor, it means the eyes are useless. What do you keep the useless things for? I remove them for you, isn't it clean?"

The woman smiled and said, "The girl is not very old, and her tone is not small."

As the two talked, they started fighting.

Yuezi looked at the woman's eyes when he made a move, and it seemed that he really wanted to dig.

The two of them could only drink a cup of tea, but they exchanged more than a hundred tricks. The woman hit Yue Zilin's throat with a flute, like a leopard.

However, she only stopped at the time of the attack, and the tip of the sword passed through her chest.

Duan Changge stood up and drew his sword.

Yue Zilin moved out of the way, wary of blood splashing on himself.

"When did you know the fragrance was wrong?" she asked.

Duan Changge said: "Someone knew when she opened the door."

"Oh?"

"Your steps are much lighter than hers." She glanced at Yue Zilin who was dressed in blue and said, "Besides, your clothes have always been blue since I knew you." Yue Zilin is a very persistent person, Whatever she likes, she has to use it all the time.

Whatever she hates, she will always remember.

"Did you inhale the incense on purpose?"

"I didn't expect that she could be fooled twice." Duan Changge frowned, "This is really stupid."

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come in," Yue Zilin said, "My injury is still not healed."

"The wound is open again? Sit down and let me see."

Yue Zilin lit the candle and said, "It's nothing, why don't you take a look at the flower picker first." She took the candle over and shone it on the woman's face.

Duan Changge was startled, "Wen Ruoyu?"

Yue Zilin touched the woman's face and said: "The skill is too far behind." She touched a gap and tore it off directly, saying: "Although the woman is old, she is still very skilled. How can we let us The two juniors caught it so easily."

Seeing Duan Changge thoughtful, she said, "But you think I'm too ruthless towards my fellow martial uncle?"

To be able to calmly touch the other side when the other party has the same face as his uncle, is enough to show how affectionate and ungrateful this person is.

Wen Ruoyu is one of the elders of the Devil's Sect. He is famous for lingering in the flowers and especially fond of married women. Duan Changge knows that Yue Zilin is the apprentice of the elders of the Devil's Sect, so it is natural to infer that Wen Ruoyu is her uncle. .

"No, I was thinking, Senior Wen Ruoyu is used to liking women. Since this person is dressed like Senior Wen, why did he come to me?" Eye-opening.

"Maybe I can't hold back after seeing your beauty," Yue Zilin said, she didn't know why, "What about the corpse?"

"The Yue Zuo envoy doesn't have corpse water on him?" Duan Changge joked.

Yue Zilin said: "Who can carry the corpse water every day? Besides, where is the corpse liquid? The smell is terrible."

"It's better to report to the officer."

"Who killed her then?"

"She knew she had committed a serious crime and committed suicide."

"Don't talk." Yue Zi said.

Duan Changge, after thinking for a while, suddenly screamed and said, "Come on, someone is dead!"

Yue Zilin looked at her motionlessly.

"What's the matter?" Hearing the commotion outside, Duan Changge spoke to Yue Zilin.

"It's nothing." Yue Zi said, she has always been conceited to control the overall situation, and now she feels like she is on a thief's boat.

The proprietress came the fastest and almost fainted when she saw the scene in the room.

Duan Changge explained with a pale face: "When Zilin and I came in, we smelled the smell of blood. When we lit the candles, we saw the corpse here."

Several merchants chattered, and the room exploded.

But even so, no one doubted the two of them. They both looked like weak women. Even if they were carrying a sword, no one thought it would really be useful.

Yue Zilin has been hiding behind Duan Changge, and his timid appearance is endearing.

Things have been going wrong recently, the proprietress called a few brave young men to carry the body out, thinking it was unlucky.

Hu San'er didn't know about this, she was in Jialan's room right now, hesitating how to say this unfeeling request.

After tossing everything, the two changed rooms again, and then lay down to rest.

Yue Zilin murmured to himself: "It's better to be Da Qi. If someone kills someone, he will be dealt with by others. There is no need for such trouble."

"Is it really okay for you to say this in front of Shaoqing of Dali Temple?"

"Aren't you idle?" Yue Zilin asked in a daze.

Because of her father, Duan Changge was never reused by the sage, even if she had achieved fame and passed the palace examination. First she was the master secretary, then the young minister.

Duan Changge's heart moved, "How do you know so clearly about me?"

Yue Zilin got a little closer, she was afraid of the cold, and her movements were very intimate before, but now she almost got under Duan Changge's quilt, and said: "The words Duan's family are written on your face."

"How to say?"

"Can we talk about it tomorrow?" Yue Zilin was almost annoyed.

She was so different when she was asleep than when she was awake, she was literally two people.

"Row."

"Cold." Yue Zilin said in a low voice.

When Duan Changge touched her hand, it was as cold as a piece of ice.

If this is summer, it will be a treasure in the world.

Thinking confusedly, she hugged him into her arms.

Yue Zilin rubbed his hands and fell asleep completely.

The author has something to say: ... go to school again.

Thanks to yy19490409 little angel mine.