Chapter 1

The clear light, with the moist after the snow and the fragrance of Chimonanthus praecox, quietly curled into the window.

The pear flower wooden chair was moved to the window where the sun was shining. Bu Qingyi was sitting lazily in the chair, looking through a history book of the river and the lake that had been transcribed many times.

The 29th volume of "Gu Su Zhe" records that in the 14th year of Yunhe, Luan Xue Ge, the first killer organization in the world, collapsed overnight because of the betrayal of traitors. The client of the pavilion disappeared day and night. Bu Qingyi, the most famous assassin under his command, died of serious injury. His bones were thrown into the cold pool and completely frozen.

It was 13 years ago.

Now, it is the 27th year of Yunhe.

"You see, I'm dead. Don't you let me order?" He closed the book and threw it on the table. Bu Qingyi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Su Muzhi, king of Guangling, who was kneading his forehead and humming. "The dead are big. If you refuse my offer, you will not respect the dead."

Su muzhe, in the year of destiny, is known as the first crafty man in the Communist Dynasty. However, in the face of Bu Qingyi Leng, he has no advantage at all. He was bullied by a girl and was exhausted physically and mentally.

Who says that killers are not good at words, and they don't make noise if they can move their hands?

In front of him, the treacherous female killer was eloquent, so he was almost told that Guangling king was crying on his knees!

"Gold, silver, treasure, rich clothes and good food, you can say anything you want, but your request..." After licking his dry lips, Su Muzha made a final struggle with a bitter smile. "You think, when you close your eyes and open your eyes, thirteen years later, outsiders think you are dead. Why do you cling to the past grievances? Why don't you enjoy your happiness? "

"If I don't care about it, why should I wake up? It's better not to wake up after a long sleep. " Bu Qingyi calmly stares at Su Muzhi. There is a kind of cool luster in her eyes, and her tone is indisputable. "In any case, the Lord wants to find a way to trace the whereabouts of those people on the list, which is my only condition.".

Qingfu?

Before closing her eyes, she experienced a sudden betrayal, forced separation from important people, and a long freeze in the cold So much suffering, do you want her to let go?

She was never magnanimous when she walked in green clothes.

Qingfu can only be enjoyed after finding Gu Chaoxi and taking revenge on the despicable traitor.

It's not easy for Xu to hunt down the whereabouts of a group of people who lived 13 years ago, or he might get into trouble by inferring from Su Muzhi. After a whole afternoon's discussion, they never reached an agreement.

When it was getting dark, bu Qingyi glanced out of the window and frowned slightly: "it's late. I'm going to have a rest. If the Lord doesn't give me a letter tomorrow morning, we won't see each other again

Seeing that Bu Qingyi's attitude was not negotiable, Su Mu bit his teeth, patted down the table and stood up: "I'll take you to Hou Fu in three days. Don't blame me for my bad words. It's not a chance for everyone to get married. Since there is an agreement between you and me, please abide by it carefully. Anyway, I'm also a princess. I'm in a hurry Hum

"It's a good princess who is not strong enough and has a fierce personality."

Bang -

in the hissing sound of Bu Qingyi, Su Mu slammed the door with his face covered.

As night fell, another heavy snow began to spread wildly. Bu Qingyi closed the doors and windows and turned out the lights early. On a snowy night, the west chamber, where she lived alone, was even more lonely.

Bu Qingyi didn't sleep.

She had been standing by the door, holding her shoulders, looking at the figures outside the door quickly swaying, watching the small holes in the window paper carefully poked out, and watching a slender incense stick into the crack of the door. With a slight sneer, she quietly waited for the unexpected guests to come.

Since Su Mu couldn't hide his anger, the man had been eavesdropping outside and was tired.

The incense finally burned out. After a short time, someone gently pulled the latch with a dagger, controlled the force to push the door open, and tried to keep quiet.

In the dark for a long time, bu Qingyi's eyes have adapted to the dim light. By the faint light outside the door, she can clearly see people's eyes.

He was quite a young man with star shaped sword eyebrows and sharp edges. His two eyes showed a steady and smart luster. His deliberate convergence fully showed that he was also a master of lightness skill who was good at sneaking.

Bu Qingyi reminds me of a smile. With the cover of darkness, he approaches the comer like a ghost. In fact, with her skill, it's no problem that she wants to take the human life between her fingers, but she doesn't intend to do so.

Standing behind the man who didn't know it, she blew softly towards his collar room.

The man stood still for a moment, then pulled out the dagger neatly and stabbed Bu Qingyi.

The reaction was not bad.

Bu Qingyi broke the silence with a low smile. His fingertips moved, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve fell into his hand. He waved it freely to block the attacking dagger. When the swordsmen collided, the cold light suddenly came up, and some sparks splashed out.

It's easy to subdue the opponent, but it's boring to do so. She took advantage of the other party's short surprise, once again sneaked into the dark and hidden breath, as if the fight between lightning and flint was just an illusion.For ordinary people, I'm afraid that she has already created a strange atmosphere to scare their pants, but the uninvited guest is obviously not a member of ordinary people. The other party soon understood that he had encountered a stubble. Without saying a word, he turned around and was ready to choose the right way to escape.

Bang.

The door closed just as he was about to leave.

"In the middle of the night, I broke into my boudoir and put a special fragrance on it. As a result, I wanted to leave without saying a word. Are you afraid that my aunt will take care of your money or can't help it?" Bu Qingyi couldn't help laughing in the dark. He had no reserve at all.

Voice naturally exposed her position, the man ignored her irony, suddenly turned and raised his hand, seize the opportunity to attack Bu Qingyi again.

Hu -

the candle light is suddenly lit by Bu Qingyi.

The dagger with cold light stays between the candle lamp and the plain face.

The light is flickering.

Although it has been 13 years in the ice, bu Qingyi's appearance has not changed at all. He is still a jasper. No one has ever said that she is as beautiful as a flower, and her facial features are not really exquisite, but there is always a kind of unique charm in her eyes like peach blossom and water. Her pale face is more attractive than the national color and fragrance.

In this trance of Kungfu, bu Qingyi has swept the dagger around the man's back, and the sleeve sword is firmly across the neck. The agility of the action makes the other party stunned.

"It must have been made by a famous craftsman because of the exquisite tailoring. The dagger is made of fine iron. You can tell it is extraordinary by the sound of breaking the wind. It can be seen that the person who sent you is either rich or expensive. " Bu Qingyi looked at the man through the bronze mirror and said, "you should be glad that your purpose is to spy on the situation, not to take my life. Otherwise, you will become the first ghost in Guangling palace. "

The man who was captured alive snorted and said: "since Princess Qingyu knows that I'm here for spying, can you just assume that nothing happened? If the news of the princess's excellent kung fu spreads to the Marquis's house, I'm afraid it's harmful to the princess. "

"If I think too much, Bailey is harmless to me. I'm eager to get married with Hou Fu." Bu Qingyi sneered and pushed the man away.

She saw three small characters carved on the body of the dagger, Wei Jiucheng.

It should be the name of the man.

He neatly folded up his sleeve sword, put the candle lamp on the table, and sat back in the pear chair: "don't worry, I'm not interested in taking your life, and I can't sell it for money. It's not hard for you to get out of this room. Just tell me who sent you. "

"That princess still a knife to give me a happy bar." Wei Jiucheng closed his eyes and raised his head slightly, with an indifferent look.

Seeing that he was so determined, bu Qingyi lost interest and turned his mouth and eyes: "forget it, you are too boring. Anyway, your master will continue to stare at me. Sooner or later, you will have a chance to ask him in person. You go, don't disturb my rest - close the door for me. The room is chilly. If there is a few more leaks, I may be frozen to death. "

Such a mindless move really makes Wei Jiucheng at a loss. He was stunned for a long time. He looked at Bu Qingyi and the candle that was about to burn out. Finally, he turned around and walked out of the room with a confused face.

Naturally, I didn't forget to close the door for her.

With a little frustration, I left Guangling palace, and it snowed even more. Wei nine city full of brain paste out of the deep lane, at the corner almost collided with the man who suddenly appeared. Looking up, Wei Jiucheng couldn't help taking a cold breath: "how did the master come in person?"

"You're out of time for a cup of tea." A young man in a light fur robe was holding an umbrella with several snowflakes hanging from the top of his hair. He handed another oil paper umbrella to Wei Jiucheng and raised his chin in the direction of Guangling Palace: "are you in trouble?"

Wei Jiucheng nodded: "I've been found. That woman is not simple. Lost soul fragrance can't fascinate her. Her skill is faster than me, and her internal power is above me. "

"So We should make a careful inquiry, otherwise we will not be able to make a good job. "

"Oh, yes, the woman said when she let me go that she would have a chance to see you sooner or later."

Two people originally slowly parallel, after listening to the words of Wei Jiucheng, young childe suddenly stops, the wind blows, then smooth the light footprints on the snow behind them.

The young master sighed softly and gave a wry smile: "nine cities, nine cities The brain is a good thing. "

Wei Jiucheng still didn't understand his meaning, half open mouth, a face confused, want to get to the bottom and not very good. Hesitating for a moment, the young man turned around and looked at the entrance of the lane. Wei Jiucheng followed his line of sight.

Just a moment ago, bu Qingyi, who had just met his face, was wearing a long red dress. He was leaning against the wall like a ghost. His face was as white as new snow with a faint smile, which was a bit of banter.

Ten years as a killer taught her a lesson.

Long line, big fish.