Su Kui had no bones to lean on the armchair, and he felt his chin lazily, which was like a smile.
This time, Changle shouldn't come to trouble her for nothing?
Silk and bamboo bursts, the moon is intoxicating, and the dancing posture is quite moving.
In the soft and tender music, Su Kui almost sleeps with her head on her head. Little by little, a pair of eyes are curled up like butterfly wings, and her lashes are shaking. She looks at the past arrogance and arrogance. On the contrary, it's a little more lovely.
Qi Huai, who saw everything in his eyes, stroked the wine cup, smiled and suddenly drank the liquor in his hand. The throat is moving. Under the moonlight, the face of Qing Jun is pressing. There is more evil.
I don't know how many young ladies secretly looked at him. They blushed, obsessed with him and adored him. They filled their eyes, almost overflowing.
At this time, suddenly a slight sword came out of its sheath, breaking the harmony with cold air.
Su Kui's smile remained the same, and she askew into herself. In addition to her, many people heard her.
Rain bamboo and Curlew stand on the horse's face awe inspiring, immediately walk past, one before one after will su Kui protect in the side.
Seeing their two nervous faces, Su Kui chuckled and even comforted them, "don't be nervous, these people are not coming for us, relax, wait, and have a good time!"
"Princess, you'd better be careful! After all, swords have no eyes! "
Two people insist on protecting her with their bodies. Before entering the palace, no one is allowed to carry sharp weapons. So, once hurt, these two servant girls are going to protect her with their own body.
Su Kui's eyes flashed a warm color, and soon disappeared from his eyes, which made people trance and think it was an illusion.
In a twinkling of an eye, on the high platform hung with gorgeous palace lamps, there was bleeding light. From time to time, someone died under the sword of the man in black.
Those people covered their faces and wrapped up in black, only a pair of cold-blooded and merciless eyes, showing endless killing intention.
"Ah --"
Changle fell down and sat in the middle of the stage in panic. The whole person watched the man in black approaching her with a long sword. There was even fresh blood on the sword, dripping from above.
Following the route he came to, it flowed all over the place.
"You, you don't want to come here, somebody! Come! "
Changle's hands and feet are soft. She just wants to know her position. Next second, will she die here?
"No - please don't kill me, don't..."
"Tut, this princess Changle is really too timid. But - someone is cruel enough. "
Yuzhu and Curlew are close to each other. They don't find that their princes see the killer and the death. Not only are they not afraid, they also look at them with interest and comment from time to time.
If you hear it, it's a black line.
Su Kui across the chaotic stage, facing the opposite way.
I didn't expect that the people she saw were also looking at her. Their eyes met silently in the air, and their brains were quiet for a moment. However, both of them moved away quietly at the same time. Soon, the clank of the sharp point of the knife at the scene came into their ears again.
Exclaim, fear, scream -
Su Kui pulled out his ears impatiently and frowned and muttered, "it's noisy."
The purpose of these people's assassination seems to be toward the old emperor, but in fact, they are not really close to him.