Chapter 357

Yan Luoli didn't speak. She stopped when she walked into Zhong Shu.

Cold eyes a Yang, left hand a wave, strong internal force into the wind, to Zhong Shu whistling away, directly set her off.

Bang!

She was heavily hit on the eaves of the pillars, back from the hot pain.

The five zang organs and six Fu organs seem to be all tangled together. The throat overflows with salty smell, and a mouthful of blood spurts out.

Sliding down the post, he curled up in pain and couldn't speak.

"Sook

Zhong Lu exclaimed and raised his head. Yan Luoli had already come to him. He looked down at him, speechless.

He never knew that Yan Luoli's martial arts were so powerful.

The powerful aura turned into pressure. Zhong Lu felt that the air around him was controlled by her. He even had to breathe carefully.

"Yan, Yan Luoli, Ben, my son tells you, if you dare to touch my hair today, I, my whole Zhongshan palace will not let you go!"

Shivering raised his hand and pointed to Yan Luoli's face. His warning was so feeble.

Before his voice fell, Yan Luoli waved it, and the cold light passed by. A bloodstain immediately appeared on Zhong Lu's hand.

"Ah!..."

He looked incredulously at the blood red half sleeve and panicked.

She really does it, she really dares to do it!

Clenching his teeth, he tried to endure the pain and put on a fearless look.

"You! Somebody! Scratch the thorn... "

Before the word "Ke" was spoken, Yan Luoli drew a sword on his thigh.

"Eh! It hurts... "

Zhong Lu screamed again. Seeing that the guards in the house rushed in, he had some confidence.

"Come on, get the assassin!"

When the servants saw the sad appearance of Zhong Lu, they rushed up. Before walking a few steps forward, they saw Yan Luoli stomping on the ground.

Behind him was a strong wind blowing white dust, whistling away at the servants.

"Ah!..."

With one after another of the screams, these servants were lifted up and directly flew out.

Some hit the wall, some hit the tree.

Yan Luoli was still standing there, motionless, with a cold smile on her beautiful face.

"I moved you today, but I want to see what you can do for me?"

As soon as the words of cold car bone marrow fell, the sword in her hand had been raised slowly.

The flickering blade was reflected in Zhong Shu's eyes, and the breath of death spread to their throats.

She tried her best to get up and rushed to Yan Luoli again.

Feet a soft, so straight to kneel down, his father block behind.

"Princess, please, please let my father go, please..."

She pulled Yan Luoli's skirt and begged.

Yan Luoli was indifferent all the time. She just looked down at her. With a wave of her sleeve, she was thrown out again.

"Zhong Shu, for the sake of taking good care of nian'er, I'll save your life today!"

As she spoke, her sword had penetrated Zhong Lu's throat, and her blood splashed everywhere, but she could not touch any of her clothes.

Zhong Lu looked at Yan Luoli incredulously, opened his mouth, but could not speak.

Blood left from the corner of his mouth. He never dreamed that he would die under Yan Luoli's sword.

All the emotion dissipated in his eyes, and he fell to the ground in a flash.

The red blood ran down the neck and all over the ground.

"Dad! ——”

there was a cry all over the Zhongfu, and Zhong Shu was lying on the ground, crying.

She tried in vain to move her body.

Yan Luoli hit her so hard just now that she could hardly move. She bit her lip and looked at the woman standing there, who was extremely indifferent.

"Why! Why do you want to kill my father? "

She cried at Yan Luoli and asked.

"Because he's going to kill me."

Coldly dropped six words, Yan Luoli put on the mask again, turned around and left.

Leaving Zhong Shu alone looking at the empty courtyard, endless cold swept her into the abyss.

For a moment, she tried to move forward, and I don't know how long it took to reach Zhong Lu. She pulled his body and held it in her arms. Seeing his unwilling eyes, she couldn't help crying.

"Dad Dad... "

She called weakly and looked up at the endless sky, without moon or star.

"Why!..."

Facing the sky, she asked pathetic questions.

No one answered her, only the distant echo, let the night become more desolate.

Yan Luoli, the Revenge of killing my father!Even if I am going to be sent to hell, I will ask for your life!!!

As a result, after Zhong Lu, Yan Luoli goes to Yuelai inn. Qian Lang has lost the news of Yan Luoli these days, and is in a hurry.

Turning around, I saw Yan Luoli at the table, smart all over.

He was relieved to see who was coming.

"I want to see the princess."

"No way."

Yan Luoli waved her hand, didn't ask anything, and went straight to the topic.

"I killed Zhong Lu. You'll turn into me and leave the capital quickly. Go back and tell brother Huang that I've successfully infiltrated into the Ming Lou and ask him to send someone to meet me."

After giving orders, Yan Luoli got up and completely ignored the thousand wolves who were stunned and speechless on the ground.

Yipin, a member of the imperial court, she said to kill?

Is this the same yanluoli he knew? Thousand wolves can't help asking themselves.

"Yes

The leader raised his head. The room was empty and there was no sign of her.

Ha ha

He shook his head and laughed helplessly.

Immediately put on make-up, with the accompanying people leave Beijing.

Back to minglou, it's midnight. Yanluoli pushes open the door of her room and sees Chongming sitting in the middle of the room with a gloomy face.

"Where have you been?"

"Deal with trifles."

She answered faintly, went into the room, took off her robe and put down the bed curtain.

Turn around to see that he is still sitting there, eyebrows across dissatisfaction.

"I'm going to sleep."

Light reminder, Yan Luoli sitting beside the bed, waiting for her to leave.

He still didn't move. He turned his finger.

He just got the news that Zhong Lu had been killed. He thought it was the girl who did it, and his heart could not be calm for a long time.

"I promised to be your servant girl, but I didn't promise to be your servant girl!"

Seeing that he didn't move, Yan Luoli reminded him again.

"Now, it's the maid next to me!"

Chongming coldly said, turning to stare at her on the bed, eyes cold sharp.

"Serve me to bed."

He added a more impolite sentence and carefully observed the change of Yan Luoli's face.

However, to his disappointment, there was no waves on her face, and her eyes came straight up.

"So you want to go to bed here?"

If it is not that this sentence has no waves, Chongming can't help thinking that she has some good feelings for herself.

The heart reads a move, fall again bottom.

Lost to get up, toward the door.

Yan Luoli followed and went to his room.

He followed him to the bedside. He stretched out his hand, and Yan Luoli helped him to run out and hang it on the hanger.

The right envoy brought hot water, and Yan Luoli waited on him to wash. There was not a word in the whole process, and there was no expression on his face.

This quiet makes Chongming very uneasy. He tries to break the peace, but he can't find the topic.

Finally lying on the bed, Yan Luoli helped him pull the quilt, while it was unprepared, directly point his acupoints, he was fixed on the bed.

"You!..."

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