Pull flowers and leave grass

The lights in the house were flickering, the surroundings were as quiet as details, and the moonlight was a little bleak in the cool night of late autumn.At this moment, Jiang Ruhui was sitting in the old courtyard where Wenqing used to be. The courtyard that had been uninhabited for a long time looked dilapidated and desolate, and the mottled branches in the darkness stared at him quietly like ghosts.

Not long after Wen Yixiang left, he secretly hid in the food carriage and sneaked into the inner city.He has been hiding in the kitchen for the past few days, and late at night he is looking around for movements in the inner city.It wasn't until Wen Hua was placed under house arrest, and Wen Wan controlled Gusu behind her back, and gave the killer order to the informant who had been ambushing Yan's mansion for a long time, that he decided to do it.

Gusu... the Gusu he grew up in shouldn't be like this.At least when Wen Qiliang was still alive, Gusu had a prosperous time. Even now, when Gusu routinely contacts business alliances from all walks of life to gather together, the whole Gusu is so lively and full of vitality.The Wen family has managed Gusu for hundreds of years, but in the past 20 years, Gusu has seen a different scene.The Jiang family was once one of the few big families in Gusu, and its glory lasted for a lifetime, but it was only a flash in the pan.

If Gusu wanted to continue her lifeline, the Wen family really couldn't find another person with Wen Qiliang's skills to bring her back to life.Then, let my Jiang family come, at least my son, Jiang Ruhui inadvertently remembered that when he met his son for the first time in the extremely cold place, at least my son stood upright and upright, and he would definitely be able to protect this land. land of birth.

So decisively, after Wen Hua died, Wen Wan began to show signs of covering the sky with one hand, so she sneaked into her residence, and then she held a sword and looked at the face that was somewhat similar to the person she loved quietly. Lying in a pool of blood.He gently wiped the blood on the sword, and the light turned slightly under the wind of the sword for a few times before returning to calm. He thought of the warmth that had prepared pastries for him and embroidered handkerchiefs for him with tenderness. The tender warmth was already dead He used the woman as a tool, so he had avenged his lover... Right now, there is no one in Gusu to take care of him, and tomorrow will be the first day of the coup d'état.

It was night, Jiang Ruhui finally closed his eyes slowly, and sat in the courtyard, as if he had fallen asleep.

The people sent by Liu Xu explained the affairs of Gusu in detail, and the details were beyond the reach, but in general, Yan Qingyu judged that this man named Jiang Ruhui would definitely take measures to control Gusu.But he is weak after all, since Wen Wan was killed by him, the Yan family should help him out of reason.

"Instruct the informant in Gusu to release the news that Gusu has changed hands. The Yan family wants to exchange business with Gusu and open all business lines." That Jiang Ruhui got in touch."

"Yes."

After the visitor took the order and left, Yan Qingyu took out the jade ring in his bosom, which was already stained with his body temperature, and his eyes were covered with a soft mist.Only three or two days after he came back, he actually started to miss that person a little bit.In the past few days, under Shen Lian's treatment, his body has also improved a lot, why not go and see him.He simply found the previous mask and changed his clothes. When he was about to take Li Cao, he hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and jumped out empty-handed.

According to the place Su Que pointed out last time, he found the Shadow Dance Hall within a short time, and the night had already darkened a bit.The old outer wall stood silently in the deserted woods, a bit gloomy.He jumped over the wall and went directly to the quietest place. The lights in the house were still burning, and the people inside should not have rested yet.He quietly approached and stayed somewhere on the roof, and was about to lift the tiles to observe the situation inside, when it was too late, an object similar to a tea cover broke through the tiles and rushed towards Yan Qingyu's face.He didn't expect this situation at all, after all, Wen Yixiang had lost his martial arts right now, the tea cover came so fast, and when the tiles were broken, it also shattered itself, no matter how fast Yan Qingyu reacted, she couldn't dodge it in time, there was a streak on her cheek in an instant bloodstains.

"Who?!" The voice was thick and solid, but it wasn't Wen Yixiang's voice.

Yan Qingyu had just left the roof one second, and the people in the house chased after him the next second.Although his martial arts were not low at first, after several tossings, his luck is not as good as before, at most seven successes, and he has barely retreated while taking over several killer moves.Seeing that he was gradually powerless and was about to get out with all his strength, a familiar figure appeared beside him, it was He Shaoqing!However, he was wearing a mask at this time, and He Shaoqing's lightness kung fu was amazing, so the two of them were more than enough to hold him back.

"Boom!" Yan Qingyu, exhausted, received a palm from the insider on her left shoulder, and fell into the courtyard with a muffled sound.Xu Yinfeng, who had already heard the news, pointed his sword at his throat, and he could no longer escape.

Standing aside, Hou Wenle nodded to He and Xu, and they tied him up and took him to the front hall.It's a coincidence that Yan Qingyu originally speculated that Wen Yixiang's residence was good, but since Hou Wenle moved into the Shadow Dance Hall, Wen Yixiang gave up the quietest place to live in for Master. He, not to mention that he was not necessarily Hou Wenle's opponent when he was physically strong.

Just as Yan Qingyu was kneeling in the hall, feeling annoyed secretly, Wen Yixiang arrived.He bowed to his master first, then turned to look at Yan Qingyu, he didn't recognize Yan Qingyu at the moment, but when he looked carefully, he always felt as if he had seen that face somewhere before.

"I disturbed Master to rest, let me deal with this person." Wen Yixiang apologized to Hou Wenle.

"Forget it, I shouldn't care about such trivial matters." After finishing speaking, Hou Wenle took a look at Yan Qingyu who was on the ground, and then calmly left.

After the master walked away, Wen Yixiang walked up to him, lifted his face, and touched it carefully. The next moment, under the surprised gazes of He Shaoqing and Xu Yinfeng, he took his face When it was torn off, Yan Qingyu's face was exposed to the air, the blood at the corner of her mouth had dried up, and her eyes looking at Wen Yixiang were as clear as a pool of water, without any ripples.

"It really is you." There was no emotion in Wen Yixiang's voice.He also watched Yan Qingyu quietly, as if looking at a strange assassin.

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