Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

The embroidered eyes are cunning.

Her eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

"Han Zhang is dead." Shu Jinxiu stretched out her slender, white finger and tapped her lips, "Yi, that's what it means."

"That's it." She shrugged, "Since there are no annoying marriages, I'll just play for a few more years. Song Jing or something, it's up to you."

"I'm really grateful." In Shu Jinxiu's hand suddenly appeared a forearm-length scimitar, with a small arc, and the handle of the blade was strangely black, as if it had been frosted, absorbing and distorting all the light around the blade. The dark knife indicates ominousness and coldness.

"Hey, anyway, you're fine in the future, go play with Xiao Song Jing's snake and scorpion team. You can give this jade knife to him instead of me." Shu Jinxiu tossed it lightly, and the jade knife slowly flew down to the ground On the table, "Miss Han, I won't disturb you."

"Wait." She picked up the jade knife on the table with one hand, and it was cold and delicate, it didn't feel like metal, "How should I tell him?"

"Just say," Shu Jinxiu giggled with strange eyes, "just say I wish him a good night."

When the words fell, it was as if a gust of wind had blown by, and the high-profile person in front of the window was no longer there.She looked at the window, and then at the black knife in her hand, to make sure that she was not dreaming or hallucinating.

But such a good-looking person seems to be born only in a dream.

With a soft snort, she put the jade knife back on the table with a "snap", sat down on the chair, and nodded to herself, "Once I opened my eyes, I knew it was a monster. I will call you Shu from now on." Forget about the evildoer."

As for the snake and scorpion team, I've heard of it, but she couldn't go when Han Zhang was around. Now that Han Zhang is dead, she can go and see if she can join.It sounds like it suits my taste.

In the middle of the night, the enchantment of Xiulou was removed, so she realized that it was really over, everything was just as Shu Yaoxie said.

So early in the morning, she brought a jade cutting knife and came to the "upper floor of Jing" of the captain of the snake and scorpion team.

"Miss Han, the young master is right there, you can go there."

"Uh... ah." Han Bailu woke up from the memory, and looked at the person beside him with complicated eyes. Now his name is Yun Feiyang, but before that, he was Han Bai, the bodyguard next to her father. Now that he actually works under the captain of the snake and scorpion team, those eyes that have always been rigid and straight are much more angry than before.

Holding the jade-cutting knife in her arms, Han Bailu walked over in small steps, and said hello embarrassingly: "Well, Captain, I'm really sorry yesterday."

Song Jing retracted her gaze, slowly straightened up, and glanced at her lightly: "I don't care, what are you doing here?"

"My father is dead, and I want to join the snake and scorpion team to avenge my father." Han Bailu said loudly and impassionedly, and started acting again, "I hope the captain can accept me."

Song Jing's eyes drifted past her, her thin lips curved: "You inherited the Han family?"

"Yes." Han Bailu answered wisely, "Everything is for the snake and scorpion team."

"Oh, go to Shui Yuanwu and say something, and record it in the record. All matters big and small are subject to Huangfu Gange's orders." Song Jing leaned on the railing and continued to look at the sky, waved her hand, and said lightly: "That's it, you can go."

So be it?

Han Bailu was dumbfounded for a while, then handed the jade knife in his arms to Song Jing in a panic: "This is something that Shu Yaolian asked me to give you. He said, 'I wish you a good night'. I will give you the knife." Bring it, let's go first."

After running away in a hurry, Han Bailu raised his hand and touched his face with the back of his hand: "Why is it so hot? Could it be so red... I, I don't think I really like him, right? Ah Ah, I obviously said that I don’t want to be entangled anymore.”

However, there was Song Jing's cold and indifferent posture leaning against the fence, her slender eyes carelessly flying up...

Han Bailu broke down and ran towards the gate, but she didn't hear Yun Feiyang's cry behind her. A voice echoed in her heart... Sister is finished...

Song Jing opened the package stiffly, and saw the dark and cold jade cutting knife.

Fingers on the handle of the knife, the three words "cutting jade knife" in the simple and simple font slowly slipped, and the uneven feeling rubbed the fingertips, delicate and cold, like touching the body of a colorful poisonous snake, with life, It signifies ominousness and death.

Shu Jinxiu.Song Jing narrowed her eyes, are you going to show up again?This world is about to start to be chaotic, right?

But the knife is good, it suits me very well.Take it as your first magic weapon, and when you have free time, you can sacrifice it.

Song Jing took the jade-cutting knife back into the Qiankun ring, sighed softly, stood up straight, and walked slowly to the wing room, with a bit of helplessness and distress between her brows——should the little wolf wake up too?

I don't know if he has recovered Beidou's memory.

I don't know, does he remember what happened yesterday?

The slender pupils were turbulent, and the pale cheeks were flushed. Song Jing lowered her pupils. It's better not to restore her memory. In this way, she can't remember what happened yesterday.

That's good.

046 Get used to being alone

Gently push open the half-closed door, let the morning sun shine into the dark room.

There are also a few plates of snacks on the table, which should be prepared by Feiyang for the little wolf, hoping that the little wolf can rest his stomach when he wakes up.During the days when Yun Feiyang was down and down, it was the little wolf who took care of him carefully, so Feiyang didn't say anything and was usually silent, but in his heart, he was always more kind and fond of the little wolf.

After all, a little wolf is a little wolf, a child who will fall in love with him once he gets in touch with it.

Song Jing slightly bent her thin lips and walked to the side of the bed. The sleeping little wolf gently closed his eyes, his black eyelashes were dense, like a small fan, his breathing was steady and even, and his neutral charm was in the air. Dark in sleep, the soothing corners of his lips make one feel innocent like a child who doesn't understand the world, clean and transparent.

"What are you thinking, smiling so happily?" Song Jing didn't know what kind of state of mind she was in, and poked the little wolf's slightly hooked lips with her finger unbalanced, "After sleeping for so long, the little wolf has become Is it piggy?"

Little Wolf's eyelashes fluttered, Song Jing quickly withdrew her hand, and looked at those eyes with a guilty conscience, no way, she obviously didn't use any force, she couldn't be disturbed by herself, woke up, right?

First, he opened it a little bit, blinked in a daze, and the little wolf stared straight ahead at Song Jing, and subconsciously murmured: "Xiao Jing...brother..."

Song Jing turned around and walked to the table, tilting her head, her scattered black hair covered half of her pale cheeks, "This is Feiyang's preparation, get up quickly."

"Oh..." Xiaolang opened his eyes in a daze, revealing the clear and flawless crystals, propped himself up and sat up, leaning on the bed in a daze, "I seem to..."

"What?" Song Jing quietly glanced over to look at him, inexplicably heaving a sigh of relief in her heart, the color of her eyes—fortunately, they didn't turn into silver.

"I seem to be very happy." Little Wolf looked at Song Jing suspiciously, and blinked blankly, "I'm so happy, so happy, I'm always smiling psychologically. I've never... never been so happy. Joyful My mood is constantly pouring out... What's wrong with me? It's..."

Puzzled, he raised his hand and touched the corners of his lips that were constantly rising. Xiaolang looked at Song Jing innocently: "Brother Xiao Jing, do you know what's wrong? Why, why can't I control my expression? Xiao Jing Brother, do you know why I am so happy?"

The corners of Song Jing's lips twitched, happy... happy... happy...

What is there to be happy about? How would I know that you will be happy like this.

Obviously there is no memory of yesterday, but there are still emotions left after the transformation, which is obviously affected.Would Little Wolf be happy doing that kind of thing?

"I don't know." Song Jing lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Little wolf, you are allergic to alcohol. After drinking alcohol in the Stone Forest Garden, it was not long before you entered Han Zhang's secret room and fell into a coma. It’s over. I’ve been sleeping until now, and the matter is already over.”

Turning around to face the little wolf, Song Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled coolly: "So, the little wolf should not drink alcohol in the future. That thing is not suitable for the little wolf."

"Oh..." Little Wolf nodded half-understood, "But, I think it's very comfortable to be drunk, Brother Xiao Jing. If I feel happy and comfortable after being drunk, it's sweet and drunk. Field, I like it too."

"In short, you are not allowed to drink in the future. It will be very dangerous to be unconscious after drunk." Song Jing opened her eyes and said nonsense, stretched out a finger and pointed at the little wolf, "In short, in the future, you are not allowed to drink casually, especially if you don't know each other. who poured you wine."

"En." Xiaolang nodded sullenly, got up and put on a pair, after taking care of himself, went to the table and sat down, began to enjoy the snacks.

"But, Brother Xiao Jing." Little Wolf ate his snack, but his eyes still slipped on Song Jing's face, and he said cautiously, "I always feel that I forgot something."

"For example..."

"For example, seeing Brother Xiaojing now, I really want to..." Little Wolf blushed, "I really want to kiss you."

"This is the aftereffect of alcohol." Song Jing half-closed her eyes, and said firmly, "Later, the little wolf can go to Huangfu Gange to help them, and sober up by the way, so as not to have unnecessary hallucinations."

"I'm going to sacrifice the magic weapon, so I'll go back to the house first." After he finished speaking, he got up calmly and disappeared into the room before the little wolf could react.

Xiaolang murmured in a daze: "Is it hallucination again? Brother Xiao Jing blushed?"

Shaking his head fiercely, Xiaolang smiled helplessly: "How could brother Xiaojing blush,