Chapter 433

Qiao Wei thinks this guess is too frightening. Can a simple and kind person really be meticulous? I don't think it's possible, but if it's not for her, who can meet all the requirements?

Knowing the existence of the second bow, being able to approach Zhaoming without being suspected by Zhaoming, a pair of eyes made her feel familiar

Lin Lin all sorts of add up, the suspicion on her body is like the maggot of tarsal bone, can't pick off again.

Qiao Wei's dagger touched Fu Xueyan's neck: "you're not the master, but you're the biggest accomplice. I love you with all my heart and heart, and Ming Ye likes you with all his heart and heart. You've failed such a person, and you won't come to a good end! For the sake of your flesh and blood, I won't kill you today, but from now on, don't let me see you again! "

On the other side, on a spacious street, Yan feijue and the turtle dove were fighting fiercely.

Yan feijue's Kung Fu has improved a lot in these days. He was not cangjiu's opponent at first, but he unexpectedly made cangjiu suffer a heavy blow tonight. Of course, he was not much better. Cangjiu cut his left arm, and the flesh was visible. But it was this knife that gave him the chance to fight with cangjiu face to face.

He is good at concealed weapons, which often makes people ignore his martial arts. Cangjiu is no exception. He thinks that Yanfei is no more than a reckless man who can fight long-distance battles with concealed weapons. He is not as good at close combat as the lowest dead man. When he goes down with that knife, he doesn't hesitate, and he doesn't worry that Yanfei has the ability to sneak attack himself.

Sure enough, he succeeded. His knife was cut on Yan feijue's arm!

What he didn't expect was that Yan feijue grabbed his knife with his right hand, and the blood suddenly burst out. He was shocked, but Yan feijue's left arm had been seriously injured. He didn't think Yan feijue could hurt himself with his left arm. He continued to attack Yan feijue's slightly injured right hand. At this moment, Yan feijue's trembling left hand suddenly drew Out of a red sand dagger, a knife into the turtle's chest.

This knife is very tricky. It's less than half an inch away from the heart. Yan feijue, but if he shakes his hand a little, he can be killed at the scene.

Yan feijue, such a reckless man, has learned to use tactics. The result is unexpected.

Ji Mingxiu doesn't have many accidents. Yan Fei is not the best in martial arts, but he is the best. He never gives up any chance when he knows he can't fight.

It's this kind of insistence. I don't know how many Wulin experts have been scared.

Tonight, even the turtle dove was shocked.

If you go on fighting, with the strength of cangjiu, you may not lose. Cangjiu is not here to fight hard, but Yanfei is.

Yan Fei never wanted to give up his life, which made cangjiu want to give up. Do you want to risk your life here or when?

The turtle dove finally chose the latter. After the last move with Yan Fei, he flew up to the eaves.

Yan feijue also plans to use his lightness skill to fly up, but Ji Mingxiu stops him.

Ji Mingxiu looked at the back of the turtle dove and said, "don't chase the poor."

Yan feijue gritted his teeth and said, "cheap old grandson!"

"It's not cheap." It's impossible for us to keep on fighting for three or five years.

Ji Mingxiu looked at Yan feijue and said, "how are you?"

Yan Fei Jue stopped bleeding by pressing acupoints on his left arm. Hun didn't care and said, "this little wound doesn't get in the way."

Ji Mingxiu threw him a bottle of acne medicine: "wipe some medicine first."

Yanfeijue pulled out the bottle stopper, and a strong mint aroma came out, which made yanfeijue sneeze: "this medicine tastes very strong!"

Ji Mingxiu said: "Chong is a little bit, but it's effective. Xiao Wei's father brought it from the Yin clan." Ji Mingxiu said it smoothly, but when he finished, he didn't know what to think of. Looking at the boundless night, he frowned deeply.

Yan feijue wiped the medicine. The medicine bottle had been pasted by him. It was all blood, so he didn't give it back to Ji Mingxiu. He put the medicine bottle in his arms and said, "let's go, go after the man surnamed Fu and take back the blood moon bow."

After two steps, he found that Ji Mingxiu didn't keep up. He couldn't help turning back and asked, "what's the matter?"

Ji Mingxiu thought: "you just said that the taste of medicine is a little strong."

"Well, what's the matter?" Yan Fei asked.

"It reminds me of one thing." Ji Ming practices Taoism.

Yan Fei listened patiently. What he could discuss so seriously would not be a trivial matter.

Ji Mingxiu didn't say anything. He turned around and walked quickly on the way.

Yan feijue was at a loss: "ah? What happened? You're not going after the Fu? "

Ji Mingxiu rushes back to Ji's house and meets Qiao Wei in a hurry.

"I have something to say to you," said Qiao Wei

Ji Ming said: "me too."

After a pause, they suddenly realized that what they wanted to say was the same thing. They didn't have to worry about it now. They went to qinglianju without stopping.When qinglianju arrived, the worry still happened.

The guards in the yard are all there, but my aunt and Jingyun Wangshu are gone!

The Lord is gone too

Qiao Wei went into the room and looked at the bed where only brother Liu was sleeping. She clenched her fist little by little: "are you How do you know it's hers? "

Ji Mingxiu's eyes flashed a color of meditation: "just now in the backyard, when Fu Xueyan patted her, I happened to catch her. At that time, she didn't have wine gas."

She was so drunk at the banquet that when she went back to her room, she fell asleep in bed. If she was caught, she would be drunk.

To say the least, she forced herself to get up and wash. But in the middle of the night, after washing, she should go to bed, but she was wearing a Chinese dress that would only be put under her robe for official travel.

This can only show that she not only washed, but also dressed herself neatly.

The purpose of this is to steal the bow.

After stealing the blood moon bow, she took off her cloak, veil and gloves and asked Fu Xueyan to change them. Because of the lack of time, she didn't have time to change back into her bedroom clothes. At that time, they were busy dealing with Fu Xueyan, and everyone ignored this detail.

"How could that be Why is she Why did she do that... " Qiao Wei's eyes were cold and frightening. Her hands were tightly pulled into fists. Because of too much force, her arms were trembling gently.

Ji Mingxiu held her hand tightly. Her eyes were as deep as a cold abyss. There was no more words, just a sentence: "I will find them."

At all costs!

……

In the dark street, the archdeacon looked around in disgust. As he looked around, he murmured discontentedly: "I want you to confine me! I'm going to show you! "

There was a gloomy wind at the entrance of the lane. The master was very worried. He walked forward with a stiff head. After a few steps, he saw a dark shadow leaning against the wall. His face was pale. He thought that he had seen a ghost and was scared to run away!

Ran a few steps, found something wrong, and courage, slowly back.

Fu Xueyan supported the wall with one hand and covered her stomach with the other. The fierce fight didn't hurt her, but it moved her fetal Qi. She felt a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a shadow shrouded in the top of her head, she turned to see.

"It's you!" The archdeacon was surprised, "Why are you here?"

Fu Xueyan took away his hand covering his stomach, gathered up his cloak, straightened up, looked at him faintly, and wanted to say nothing.

"You look terrible." The LORD looked at her face and then at her clothes. "Why are you dressed like this? Are you going out? What do you want in the middle of the night? "

Fu Xueyan looked at him with a complicated look: "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?" The Lord asked.

Fu Xueyan wants to talk but stops.

Da, Da, Da

The distant corner, came the sound of footsteps.

Fu Xueyan's ears moved.

The archdeacon took her by the shoulder and said, "why don't you talk?"

The footsteps are getting closer.

Fu Xueyan's vision passed over the shoulder of the leader and fell into an alley one foot away. In the alley, a shadow was projected on the ground. She paused, looked back and said: "you turn around."

"Oh." Although I don't know what she is going to do, the Lord still turns around obediently.

Fu Xueyan stared at his back.

"What are you doing?" The LORD said that he would turn back.

"Don't look back!"

The archdeacon straightened his head.

Fu Xueyan pinched her finger: "listen, I'm going home."

The master was stunned: "you want to..."

"I said, don't look back!"

The LORD looked pitifully forward again.

Fu Xueyan trembled: "don't come to me, never, I will Send it back. "

"Send back what?" She said those two words in a low voice. The Lord didn't hear them clearly.

Da, Da, Da

The sound of footsteps is within 100 meters.

Fu Xueyan's eyes were red. He was stunned by a knife. He fell down and was held in her arms.

ADAR came from the alley.

Fu Xueyan didn't look up, but he also knew that it was him. He put the LORD into ADAR's arms and finally took a look. He said, "let's go."

ADAR looked at the flash of water in her eyes, and then at the indifference of her face. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was dazzled: "Miss Fu..."

Fu Xueyan waved his hand lightly.

ADAR was silent. What else did he want to say, but the heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer. The intuition of the martial arts practitioners told him that the other side was very strong.

ADAR hesitated for a while, and finally held the leader tightly, turned and disappeared into the night.

Eight dead men with long swords came to Fu Xueyan with silver steps like the nether world.Fu Xueyan kneels on one knee and salutes with both hands.

Walking in front of her, there was a chill wind from the street, which seemed to come from the underworld.

The curtain was pulled away, and a clean, jade like hand came out from inside.

Fu Xueyan's eyelashes trembled slightly and put his hand on that hand.

The hand held her.

A dead man came over and knelt on the ground.

Fu Xueyan raised his feet, stepped on his broad back, and stepped forward.

In the luxurious walk, there is not only a woman sitting, but also two sleeping children.

Fu Xueyan's eyes stopped.

The woman looked at her, red lips slightly raised: "it's time to go back to night."