[Comprehensive] Floating dream with one knife

'Enter my lovesickness gate and know my lovesickness.

Long-term lovesickness is long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is endless.

If I knew it was such a stumbling block, why didn't I know each other at the beginning. '

Lin Shiyin stretched out her hand to cover the poem scroll, and gave a low laugh.

"Cousin, do you know that Shiyin will end up buried in the loess, withered bones and barren tomb without a stele one day, and I have never regretted meeting you in this life."

"No regrets, falling in love with you."

A teardrop silently fell from the eye socket, across the pale skin and thin lips, and wet the blue poem scroll, like a full moon.

"But Shiyin, I can't bear it."

Outside the window, a white dove flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

It flew over the vast snowfields, majestic mountains, low valleys and streams, and fell into a family in Kyoto calmly and quietly.

It took its last breath, its blood coagulated, its eyes closed, and its soul disappeared.

A pair of delicate white hands gently held its body, cut open its body, broke open its internal organs, took out the thin bamboo tube hidden inside, carefully washed the blood on the bamboo tube with clean water, Take out a note.

There was only one sentence written in beautiful small characters on the note.

'Within three days, Wang Zhi. '

The owner of those hands already understood everything.

He gently held the note in his palm, kissed it, and then put it into his mouth without hesitation, chewing slowly and finely, as if the breath, fragrance, and mechanism of that person were between his lips and teeth.

He chewed for a while before swallowing the scraps of paper reluctantly.

"Wang Zhi."

He slowly read the name on the note.

The killing intent has taken shape.

Full of killing intent.

Killing intent.

The night is as cool as water.

But no one fell asleep.

A series of dark lines quietly linked up in the dark world of Kyoto, turning into an overwhelming net.

Just to kill Wang!

Wang must be killed!

When he heard the news, Wang Zhi had just walked out of the prison in Xichang. He casually threw away the blood-stained iron whip, and his indistinguishably beautiful flower-like face was stained with blood. He looks cruel and indifferent, aloof and ruthless, with hostility as a knife and murderous aura as a bone.

"Lin Shiyin."

"Lin Shiyin."

"what."

He said the name twice, and suddenly smiled.

It is like a spring breeze on the earth.

Like the sun melting ice and snow.

"I didn't look for you, you actually found me first."

"Li Xunhuan, you can't blame me."

He kicked the servant away.

"Keep the notice going, I will definitely get her the stolen goods!"

"I'm also keeping an eye on Qin Ru."

"I want all of them to be wiped out without leaving any bones!"

The attendant didn't even dare to look at Wang Zhi, and went rolling around.

Wang Zhi stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and the evil ghost with beautiful eyes was like a sword's edge, which only made people tremble, and Nuo Nuo dared not speak.

"Li Xunhuan, wait for me."

He smiled slightly, his lips were as red as blood.

It's like falling into a dream.

Long drunk not often wake up.

three days later.

Something big happened in Kyoto!

The eunuch in charge of the Royal Horse Supervisor and the freshly released governor of the West Factory, Mr. Wang Zhiwang, was assassinated!

It was rumored that the assassin was so mighty and skilled in martial arts among the crowd that he pierced Wang Zhi's heart and lungs with a single strike. Wang Zhi fell off his horse and fell into a coma at that time.

Although the brave assassin was defeated by two fists in the end, and fell into Xichang's hands, he stabbed himself in the stomach with a sword, and was dying, life and death were unpredictable.

As soon as this incident happened, countless heroes, heroes and people with lofty ideals clapped their hands and clapped their crowns to celebrate.

It has not been more than ten days since Wang Zhi became the governor of Xichang, the evil name of the evil ghost and the nickname of Hades have spread all over the world.

Picking the skin and chopping the bones, shaving the flesh with needles, and inventing more than a dozen kinds of cruel punishments, only allowing those who are imprisoned to enter but not to come out. burn.

Now, there really is a heroic swordsman with loyalty and lofty ideals who put an end to this scourge in the world, how to prevent such people from being happy and joyful, it becomes clear.

Above the court, no one dared to gloat and put up lanterns and festoons.

Without him, the imperial concubine lost her composure.

Concubine Wan Gui cried to His Majesty for an hour when she heard the news that Wang Zhi was alive or dead.

The emperor's heart poured with tears has changed from diamond to glass brittle, and the pain in his heart is unbearable and sour.

In an instant, the emperor was furious.

Wang Zhi didn't know if he was alive or dead, so the rare medicinal materials in the palace, the master Chinese doctors, were sent to the mansion like water, wishing to move all the things that had a little bit of edge in the palace to Wang Zhi's mansion.

The murderer was on the verge of dying, so he administered strong medicine and delicacies, insisting on waking him up, and the investigation and punishment revealed all the truth, and the investigation made it clear.

It can be said that the holy family is profound.

Terrible.

The useless ones in the court shrunk themselves into quails, and the useful ones wished they could turn into thousand-handed Avalokitesvara and thousand-legged centipedes, so they must make this matter clear.

The eyes of the six elders in the three pavilions met, but there was something strange and unspeakable in their hearts.

Who is it that dares to establish in Xichang, and when Wang Zhi is in full swing, he assassinates Wang Zhi against the shame of the imperial concubine.

This is like taking Li Daofeng from the fire and lying on his stomach. It is really an act of corruption by the old birthday star hanging up the old cadres.

It's fine if Wang Zhi is fine, but if there is something wrong, I'm afraid that the people in the court will inevitably lose a layer of skin.

As soon as this incident happened, the elders of the three pavilions were quite nervous.

If this basin of dirty water is withheld, it will really hurt the muscles and bones even lightly.

I'm afraid that the flesh and blood will be annihilated, and there will be no bones left.

The holy doctor killed one batch after another, and the government officials changed row after row.

In the end, God has the virtue of good life.

Master Wang was in a coma for two days and two nights, but he woke up miraculously.

After dragging his sick body to thank the Emperor Sheng Chong, this evil ghost of Yama, as he called it, stayed behind closed doors and concentrated on recuperating.

He didn't even show any resentment or grievance.

Everyone in the court looked at each other in blank dismay.

Come from the heart, if one of them encounters such a life-threatening incident, they should not be furious, but they should also be full of anger.

What's more, this young, arrogant, and eccentric customer!

Then there will be a catastrophe and a catastrophe.

Such and such, I am afraid that it is the cloud before the storm and thunder, and the momentum before the blockbuster.

No one thinks it's a good thing.

All of a sudden, countless pairs of eyes stared at Wang Zhi day and night, staring at Xichang!

And at this time, what is the much-anticipated Mr. Wang Zhi Wang doing?

Thinking about?

Are you really thinking about a monstrous conspiracy?

He was not in the mansion at this time.

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