~： 47 nights are coming

Silent night, even the moon is hidden behind the dark clouds, not wanting to look at this dirty world.

Lan Younian was standing in front of the window in a white coat. The cold wind in the night slowly blew the long hair scattered on his shoulders. There was a kind of fairy who died with the wind.

Lanqu took the white windbreaker in the closet and put it on the shoulder of Blue Nian Nian. She looked at her own lady but she didn’t have her own height but had to worry about so many things. Maybe it was very distressing. The outsiders only saw the mystery and power of the ruthless son. Everyone who is with the lady knows that those powerful are exchanged for blood and Sink.

"Miss is cool in the night, or rest early." Blue is always afraid that the lady is cold, because the lady has been frozen for so long in the snow, so as long as she is cold, she will get sick.

"Blue song, will you see blood tonight?" Lan Nian sang the collar of a good dress and looked at the dark sky.

"It depends on the aunt's tolerance." Blue is not concerned about those, and is not afraid, because today Blue Front has returned, she is only concerned about the body of the lady.

"Hey! It seems that the aunt's forbearance is not so good!" Blue mourning brought a veil, and the black eyes were icy, looking at one by one and wearing black to integrate themselves into the night. Come, one by one, enter the You Nian Pavilion.

After the blue dance packed up the bed, he stood behind the blue mourning, and looked at the black people who entered the secluded pavilion. He said very uncomfortably, "With such a bright knife, I am afraid that others will not Do you know them?"

Blue sorrow had a bit of anger and was said to be a blue dance. Only the blue dance said it was very good. In the courtyard of the mourning pavilion, there were lanterns in the corridor at night, and those in the assassin’s hands. The knife is very dazzling under the light, so anyone will find it!

"It seems that An Zhen Niang looked at me, and the Anzhen is also looking at me!" Lan Nian Nian knew that these people were not brought by An Zhenniang, but the left country of the wind country was sent to it. It seems that Ann Ms. Niang couldn’t help but let her family help out, and Blue Nian read her self-reflection. Was it too annoying recently?

When those black people appeared in the secluded pavilion, Blue Front appeared, and the guards of the mourning pavilion appeared, and Qi Qi blocked the black man in the courtyard, so as not to let the assassin disturb the rest of the lady.

Maybe the black man didn't think that he was discovered so soon. After all, the prime minister said that it was a delicate and incompetent lady in the government, but the guards who appeared in the surrounding area and the woman standing in the distance, where is a Miss Gee. Subordinate.

A face-to-face, the guards of the You Nian Pavilion rushed up, and Blue Front just stood there watching but did not do it. The guards of You Ninge may not be as good as martial arts, but after all, they are all men who have been on the battlefield with the Blue Jianjun. The shots are fast and hot, and every move has a desperate posture. And looking at those black people, martial arts are not very heart-wrenching, and have been injured more than half in a series of hits, and the guardians of You Ninge are bigger and more powerful.

Perhaps it is such a boring fight that makes the blue singer look boring, elegantly yawned "Blue Front, quick fix! Also, don't break the yard!"

When Lan Feng heard the instructions of her own lady, she had already arrived in the fight in an instant. The long sword waved the sword flower, and all the places were a dead body. And Zhang Lin and others are very shocked to see Blue Front, or to see the blue murder's murderous skills, and then send out worship!

"It's too weak!" After finishing the last person, Blue Front wiped the blood on the sword and said it with contempt. It is true that these people’s martial arts are too incompetent, and they cannot be compared with their dark guards. If it is not for the young lady’s instructions, she will be too lazy to start.

Zhang Lin and others looked at the blue mourning that slowly came down from the attic. The blue squad’s sentence was too weak to make this group of lords irritated. After all, their age is bigger than Blue Front. Man, but there is no such woman's martial arts, and there is indeed a bit of panic.

"The good reason for martial arts and skill is that it is hard work and practice. You are already very good!" Lan Youn read the inferiority of these fifteen people. Since it is his own bodyguard, Lan Younian also Consolation, but she did not tell lies, these people are much better than the usual official guards.

"Zhang Lin, pick a ugly head and cut it off, give it to An Zhen Niang, remember to do something beautiful!" Lan Youn read a look at the body in the courtyard, and then seems to think of what, the eyes flashed the fun of Guanmeng Said.

When Lan You Nian had already fallen asleep, and the guards in the courtyard, half of the body was cleaned, half of them were looking for the ugliest assassin. After searching for a long time, they finally found an assassin who could not bear to look straight. Zhang Lin’s sword would be an assassin’s The skull was cut down, but I remembered what the lady said was a pretty point. How is it so beautiful? Zhang Lin is very upset.

"I know what to do." The blue dance came to Zhang Lin's side, screaming, and the surrounding guards twitched, Emma, ​​are you a girl?

Because Anzhen Niang had eaten the porridge for two days, the whole person was awkward and did nothing, and Lanbo would also break all the cakes she had here. Even if she wanted to eat something else to solve it. It's hard. At first, she was not willing to eat the porridge that was difficult to swallow, but in the end it was really hungry. It was only hard to sip the porridge, but what could be used to drink porridge?

In the middle of the night, An Zhen Niang was not very stable. She always felt that she had something around her. An Zhen Niang stretched out her hand and touched a cold thing. This time, An Zhen Niang would wake up, but when An Zhen Niang saw it. When he was in a bed with his own body, the whole person screamed and hid in the innermost part of the bed.

Lying in a delicate quilt, a headless male body, the body has been cold, the blood flowing down the neck dyed the whole bed, and the black dress Anzhen is very familiar, that is, her own guard. Dark night clothes.

When Qiuer heard the screams of his wife, he immediately went to the inner room. When he saw the body on the bed, he was also scared and shivering.

"Mrs., slaves go to call people!" Qiuer shivered and prepared to go to Fu'an.

"Don't go, give me a housekeeper! Come on! Don't let others know, don't you hear it?" Auntie is afraid, but still has some brains, if people know that her bed is sleeping, Not only is her reputation ruined, but I am afraid I can’t take it.

An Zhenang looked at the body of the bed in horror, but found that her face seemed to have water, reaching out and touching the waterdrops on her face, watching the light of the candlelight, the Anzhen mother found that it was blood, and even more embarrassing The human is still there is a constant drop of blood dripping on his face.

Looking up, An Zhen Niang saw a head on her bed, a **** head hanging on the bed of An Zhen Niang, the ugly face facing An An Niang, the big big The eyes seemed to be watching An Zhen Niang, and everything was fainted by An Zhen Niang.