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The next day, it snowed heavily.

It is a very comfortable thing to cook wine and talk with your best friends at this kind of time. If there is a beauty in your arms, it will be a great enjoyment in life, but Duan Changge has neither wine nor best friends, and no beauty is willing. Accompany her in the cold.

She just held a cup of tea and sat waiting for someone in the thatched hut that could shelter from the wind and snow.

She had to mention that this person was very unpunctual, if the person who entrusted her was not an old friend of hers, she would definitely leave in a hurry.

Duan Changge has many friends, she troubles her friends, and is troubled by her friends.

This can probably be regarded as a kind of reciprocity.

She yawned.

Duan Changge was a little sleepy. There was also a small bed in this hut, but she couldn't sleep.

Not because she was afraid of freezing to death, but because she had already heard footsteps.

The sound of footsteps coming from the snow was very light.

The other party pushed open the door, and the wind and snow blew in all of a sudden.

It was a young son, wearing a snow-white cloak and a blue robe inside.

Duan Changge poured another cup of tea for himself, and also for the other party.

The tea wasn't great tea, but the hot water was good to warm your hands.

"I'm going to say that Ziling," the young master said, "come to fetch the things that Jue Feng entrusted you to bring."

The person has already arrived, and it is meaningless for her to stay any longer.

Duan Changge took out a brocade box, which contained a white jade flute.

She wanted to hand it to Yan Ziling, but she took a few steps and pressed the box.

"This is you?" Yan Ziling looked at her very puzzled.

Duan Changge blinked and said, "Mr. Yan, what do you think of the cosmetics in the capital?" She put the box back again.

Yan Ziling said: "I am from Suzhou and Hangzhou. I have no wife. I have never bought cosmetics in the capital. I don't know how to say this?"

Duan Changge said: "How about Yangzhou?"

Yan Ziling lowered his eyes, as if very surprised.

The next moment, a cold light flashed across Duan Changge's face.

Yan Ziling said, "I thought, it would be good to save one fight."

Duan Changge draws his sword to fight, and fights hand-to-hand, "I was entrusted by someone, and I will return it to the original owner."

Yan Ziling smiled and said, "You want to return the property to its original owner?"

"nature."

Yan Ziling frivolously used a sword flower on Duan Changge's chest, and scraped off a layer of fabric. Fortunately, she dodged quickly, otherwise what fell off would be a layer of human skin.

"Then you can only go down to see him."

"You killed him?"

"Otherwise, how did I get his sword?" Yan Ziling said: "It's a good thing he doesn't have a wife, so it saves me a little time, or I have to go to Suzhou and Hangzhou again."

She means cutting grass and roots.

Duan Changge frowned.

She knew that this was the safest method, but she couldn't accept this kind of behavior that treated human life like nothing.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, so why do you need to get involved?" Yan Ziling cut her wrist with a sword, and persuaded: "Give me the flute at this time, and I can still pretend that you don't know anything."

Duan Changge licked the blood on his wrist, held the knife in his left hand, "Then take someone's life while someone is not prepared?"

Yan Ziling chuckled, "I really can't bear to kill you."

Duan Changge said: "Someone can be regarded as sympathetic, but this beauty is holding a knife."

Duan Changge just thanked her for holding Yan Ziling's sword, otherwise, with this woman's temperament, she would have to quench the poison on the sword.

Yan Ziling examined Duan Changge and said, "How does Master Duan feel about your health?"

"Blood is boiling." Duan Changge said casually.

Yan Ziling smiled at him, with such a handsome young master's face, there was an illusion of seductiveness when he smiled.

passionate?

It is true.

The wound was hot.

Duan Changge quickly tapped a few key points on his right arm, but he couldn't stop the feeling from rushing towards his chest.

"I'm fairly rigorous in my work," Yan Ziling said.

Duan Changge couldn't stand still.

Her sword fell to the ground with a snap.

The thatched hut was not big, Yan Ziling pushed her onto the bed smoothly.

Unbutton her coat.

"I'm sorry." Yan Ziling said.

Just as her hand touched a corner of the box, Duan Changge drew his sword.

The sword edge slashed across her neck.

Yan Ziling backed away suddenly, his back had already touched the door.

She caressed her face.

Duan Changge saw something scratched off her neck.

Yan Ziling touched the scratched mask and tore it off right at the crack.

Of course Duan Changge wouldn't wait for her to pull it off, and went up with his sword.

Yan Ziling floated several feet away.

The strong wind in the east, Yan Ziling didn't wear a crown, and a white braided hair flew in the wind.

Duan Changge chased him out.

It was a woman, she knew it from the start.

But she didn't know what that woman looked like.

Seeing her white cloak, green clothes and black hair, tall and tall, standing under the tree in the wind and snow, she looks like a banished fairy.

Duan Changge sighed and said: "If you just hit me with this face, let alone Suxiao, so what if I give you my life?"

Yan Ziling smiled and said, "How about now?"

"The wind and cold have blown my head sober." Duan Changge said.

Yan Ziling said: "I can't explain why I killed Master Duan, so please give me Su Xiao."

"You said the same thing about the pendant last time," Duan Changge said, "I didn't get any benefits."

Yan Ziling said, "What benefits does your lord want?"

"I want the golden Wanliang girl, can you give it to me?"

"Everything is negotiable."

"Golden Wanliang is just a matter of discussion in the girl's mouth?"

Yan Ziling smiled and said, "Of course I can't afford it."

"Then what is your agreement?"

Yan Ziling said, "Delaying time."

As soon as she finished speaking, thousands of bamboo arrows shot at Duan Changge.

Duan Changge swept most of it away and retreated back to the hut.

A man in white came in, and she wiped his neck with a knife.

She really doesn't regard human life as worthless, but the premise is that this person doesn't want her life.

"Duan Changge should not be underestimated." Yan Ziling raised his chin and pulled off the inflection lock. There was nothing special about her voice. "No matter how many people go in, it's useless."

"What does Yue Zuo Shi mean?"

The men in white surrounded the hut.

"I don't know whether Master Gu has heard the story of Jie Zitui and Chong Er. After Jie Zitui escaped, he ran to the mountain to avoid Chong Er. Chong Er wanted to force Jie Zitui out, so he set fire to the mountain."

Duan Changge heard it clearly from inside the house, cursing viciously in his heart.

"Now you don't have to worry about burning the mountain," Yan Ziling said lazily, "Light the fire."

"What if Duan Changge dies inside?"

Yan Ziling glanced at him, "Who knew that I killed Duan Changge?"

"As long as you don't tell me," Yan Ziling played with the sword, "who knows?"

"Yes."

After a while, the fire caught up.

Duan Changge was quite sorry for himself, thinking that she acted upright and was a romantic person, she didn't die on a beauty's couch, but died in a broken thatched hut, it made people laugh out loud.

wrong.

She thought coldly, Yan Ziling... Let's just treat her as Yan Ziling, so no one will know that she died in a thatched hut.

Is this a good intention to protect her reputation?

Duan Changge took a sip.

She paced restlessly in the thatched cottage.

A click.

She turned back and walked again.

Click.

Duan Changge thought to himself, could it be that there is something else going on in this hut?

He squatted down and pried open the bluestone slab with his sword.

There is no Qiankun, there is a small stone below, because it is a little higher than other places, it makes a sound when it walks away.

Seeing that the fire has burned to the window.

Duan Changge laughed angrily at himself.

She glanced at the brocade box in her hand, and weighed whether it would be a good deal to add her own reputation in exchange for her life.

She changed her mind to the femme fatale outside, and shook her head, she would definitely be shot to death by Yan Ziling's random arrows if she went out now, and then the woman would order her subordinates not to tell the story.

The small stones are ground very smooth and black.

Duan Changge reached out to grab the stone, but unexpectedly the stone seemed to be stuck on the ground, so she pulled it hard.

The stone slab beneath her feet was jerked away.

Duan Changge was caught off guard and barely stopped.

It is a two-foot-high pit, and the wind keeps blowing up.

Duan Changge thought for a while and jumped down.

The slate was closed again, so that no light came through.

There is also a hole on the side, not even a battle, and the wind is obviously blowing from here.

Duan Changge took out the fire folder and walked inside.

Flames engulfed the hut.

Yan Ziling watched coldly until the thatched hut collapsed.

"The leftist envoy?"

"hold on."

Yan Ziling straightened her hair, and put the snow-white fur of her cloak against her face.

She untied a sachet from her waist, "I found the corpse and sprinkled this on."

The other party pinched a small porcelain bottle inside, "Yes."

"Do it cleanly."

Several people carried away the remaining skeleton of the hut.

Yan Ziling's smile slowly cooled down.

There are no dead bodies.

Nothing at all.

There is no place to hide in a burnt thatched hut.

"Master Zuo Shi!" Someone called her, "There is a stone slab that has been moved away."

Yan Ziling flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly.

The ground was covered with grass ash mixed with melted snow, staining her white boots.

The stone on the ground has been wiped clean, and it is shining brightly, like a person's eyes, as if mocking her conceit.

"I'm pretty serious about what I do."

Yan Ziling smiled coldly, and the bamboo arrow he just picked up in his hand was snapped into two pieces.

"grown ups?"

Yan Ziling pierced the stone with his sword.

She also noticed that the stone slab was moving under her feet, so she walked elsewhere.

The slate opens.

Yan Ziling was expressionless.

"Tell me, what is the possibility that I will blow up this pile and blow up the entire secret passage?"

The subordinate wiped the sweat from his face. Even though the fire was almost out, it was still terribly hot here. "The subordinate thinks that the envoy who goes to the left should think twice before acting."

Yan Ziling looked around and said in a cold voice: "Go back and tell your lord that Yue Zi, the left envoy, will bring Suxiao when he comes."

"My lord..." Before he finished speaking, Yue Zilin jumped down.

"grown ups!"

"Don't follow." Yue Zilin turned around and said.

A few people had no choice but to leave here in embarrassment.

No one stepped on the slate, and that one was quickly closed.

On one wall, there are four words engraved: There is a hole in the sky.

The font is elegant and atmospheric.

Yue Zilin split that place with a sword.

Dust scattered.

She held the tobacco rod, and the faint light illuminated her face.

Ghostly.

You... can't run away.