Chapter 749

"Cookcakes ----- freshly baked cookcakes ----- fragrant cookcakes -----" when Mars was out, an honest and honest face was reflected.

"I want two cookcakes." A young man in a blue scholar's suit came over, pulled out two Wen from his arms and patted it on the cake stand. The young man's clothes are thin and his bones are weak. It seems that he is afraid of the cold. His body shrinks into a ball, and his hands are quickly folded into his sleeves.

"Right away." A simple and honest face tries to squeeze out a smile, which is the best way to thank the guests who take care of their business“ It snowed for three months last winter. I'm afraid it's hanging tight this year. Young scholars should pay attention to their health. Don't freeze. They will be the first in the exam in the future. "

"Uncle Cheng's auspicious words." The young man said with a smile: "however, not everyone can be admitted to the top prize."

"I see the wit on the young scholar's face. I'm very lucky. I'm sure I can be admitted to the first place."

"Thank you very much. If I can be admitted as a scholar, I will come and write an inscription for uncle. This cookcake will be renamed "champion cookcake" -- "

The young man reached out to pick up the cooking cake. The cooking cake was hot and steaming. It seemed that the young man was afraid and didn't dare to touch it.

"A young scholar is delicate in skin and meat." Uncle looked at the little scholar's outstretched palm and said, "don't be afraid. It's hot to eat."

"Thank you, uncle." The little scholar reached out to pick up the cake.

In the electric light and flint room, the young man had clasped uncle cookcake's wrist.

"You are not a scholar." Uncle cookcake looked at the young scholar with his eyes like a knife.

"You don't sell cookcakes either." The little scholar still kept a smile on his face.

"Do you know who I am and dare to attack me?"

"It's not just you - all the wolves and wild dogs raised by song have to die."

When the young scholar spoke, five fingers suddenly gave birth to five spikes. The five sharp spikes stabbed uncle cookcake's throat fiercely.

Bang------

Uncle cookcake made a lightning move and grabbed the murderous arm of the young scholar. Five spikes were about to hit the man's neck, but it was difficult to move forward any more.

"The little scholar turned out to be a little girl. I'm afraid he doesn't have enough strength?" The cook cake man's face was full of ridicule.

"The one who competes for strength is a reckless man." The smile on the young scholar's face is more strange“ I'm a killer. "

When talking, the five fingers of the little scholar clasping the big man's wrist also grew spikes.

Click------

The little scholar stabbed down with force, and one arm of the cook cake man was cut off by him.

"Ah --"

The big man of cooking cake exhaled in pain.

Taking advantage of his unstable mind, the five sharp spikes of the little scholar's fingers stabbed into his chest like lightning.

Chug------

The sound of the flesh being cut came.

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"Landlady, buy a box of rouge ----"

"Which box does Miss like?"

"The landlady can recommend one."

"I think this box of grimace cherry is good. It makes the skin white and tender, just like cherry petals --"

"Really? The landlady tried it for me -- "

"No problem. The young lady is so beautiful. She must be very beautiful to put on our Rouge -- "

The landlady unscrewed the rouge box, dipped a little Rouge with the tip of her finger, and then smeared it on the guest's face-------

Chug-------

I only feel abdominal pain.

When she lowered her head, a slender dagger was stabbing her in the stomach.

"You -- you --"

"Rouge is very good." The girl took the rouge box from the landlady and said softly, "I like it."

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Yihong hospital.

"My guest, please come inside - - do you have a good girl, let me arrange it for you?"

Chug------

Nuo Da's head has fallen to the ground.

"Ah ----- killed -----"

"Help ----- help ----"

"Run ----"

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The happy words on the window are still bright red, and the red silk on the beam is also extremely dazzling. The red lanterns hanging at the door are burning. White Wolf oil is specially added to keep the fire strong and lasting. At the same time, it also emits a refreshing fragrance. Even the clothes of all the people above and below the Song family are newly made. Under the fine smell, there is a fresh smell of new silk and satin.

Every detail of the prosperous home can be highlighted.

However, all this seems ironic and dazzling at this time. Unbearable.

Song's mansion. The song people gathered together.

Just now, there were still lanterns and decorations, full of joy. Laughter, guests gathered. All senior officials and families came to congratulate, and even the emperor of the west wind came to drink a cup of tea and wine in person. This is another time for song to show his supreme authority and glory to Tiandu city and even the whole Xifeng empire.

However, no one thought that the world was unpredictable and unpredictable.

Just now, a group of people who were still swaggering in front of people fell from heaven to hell in a short time.

"There's news from the old fairy?" Song Zhongmou asked aloud.

At this time, song Zhongmou was standing in the middle of the lobby. He was tall, but his cheeks were extremely thin. His facial features gave people a feeling of cutting and chopping.

Song Zhongmou's expression was calm, his words were firm, and his back was as straight as a green pine. If song solitude is the soul of Song family, song Zhongmou is the leading wolf of Song family. Wolves tear tigers, and nothing goes against them.

As the patriarch of the Song family, he must be restrained and calm at this time. If he is also flustered, who can save song? I'm afraid song was really pushed to the ground by someone.

"No message was returned." Song Weidong whispered“ I have sent six groups of people to visit the old immortal, but there was no news after those six groups went. Young master Ting Yun also went to the big tent of the urban defense camp in person and prepared to pick up the old fairy with the best mirror of the Kirin army - - until now, no news has come back. "

"Did you ever go to the city defense camp to inquire?" Song Zhongmou frowned slightly and felt more uneasy in his heart. The old fairy lived outside the city. The Song government sent six groups of people to visit the old fairy, but no one came back to inform the news.

What does that mean?

This shows that the song house has been monitored and surrounded. Anyone who goes out from the song house will soon be beheaded by others, and none will be spared.

"Who dares to act like this?" Song Zhongmou thought about the answer to this question in his heart. This feeling was very bad, and made him very afraid. The enemy was in front of him. Song was made dumplings, but he didn't know who the enemy was------

Is it just a little dragon?

It's impossible.

Bruce Lee really has strength. Lu also buried some chess pieces in Tiandu city and didn't clean them up. However, if only those people, it is not enough to shake the foundation of song.

It's hard for outsiders to imagine how deep song's foundation is in the capital on this day, and how many song's experts are lurking in the Xuanwu Street in front of the gate------

The man in the steamed stuffed bun shop, the owner of the rouge shop, the strong man selling cooking cakes in the cart, and the girl Guigong in the Ziyu building and Yihong courtyard------

If someone dares to be unfavorable to the Song family, there is no need for the insiders of the Song family. The external forces will be enough to destroy them into slag.

However, none of the people in the inner government can get out now, and no one can come in and tell the news-----

That proves that all these people were killed.

"Sent people to the city defense camp, and there was no news back." Song Weidong carefully replied, "Zhang Siyuan, commander of the urban defense camp, is our man. There should be no problem with him?"

"There is no news until now. Do you still think Zhang Siyuan is one of us?" Song Zhongmou finally saw a murderous opportunity in his eyes. He said coldly, "with Zhang Siyuan's ability and means, can we keep him in the dark about such a thing in Tiandu city? If he knows everything, but keeps the camp and doesn't do anything -- his mind is worth guessing. "

Song Zhongmou did not know that song's loneliness, the old immortal of the Song family, had been solved, so he still had great hope that song could survive this sadness. Moreover, he did not fully expect how severe things would be.

Because in his heart, the old immortal will not die.

As long as the old immortal doesn't die, what kind of climate can those lonely ghosts jump out occasionally? Over the past thousand years, song has encountered many dangers. This time, compared with those experiences in the past, it is really not a big event------

However, they are all trapped in Tiandu, or the song house. What happened outside? The old fairy - should it be all right?

"Why don't I go out myself?" Song Weidong said aloud“ I'll go to the urban defense camp to see what happened to childe Ting Yun in the urban defense camp - nothing is better. If something happens, I can help a little. When childe Ting Yun comes out, we will lead thousands of elite Kirin troops to the old house to guard the old immortal, and the difficulties faced by the family will be solved. "

Song Zhongmou pondered for a moment and said, "OK. Someone has to go out and see what's going on. Wei Dong, I'm sending half of the guards to you to protect your safety. If something happens at the stop cloud side, they can help. I don't think there will be any problem -- "

"Master, I only have two or three people. Others should stay in the house."“ Yes? Do you think someone dares to come to my song's mansion? If that is the case, our song family is not far away from the period of extinction - "Song Zhongmou said proudly," the old immortal is still alive. Who dares to do this evil thing? Don't they want the head on their neck? " Gu Qinglin, who had been sitting nearby without saying a word, also said aloud, "yes. Even if the situation is rotten, it won't be so bad - as long as the cloud stops to get out of trouble, or the old fairy knows what's happening in the city - those curfews will disappear automatically. " Before the voice fell, there was a crash of armor outside the song house. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation