Miao Jiangke

"Pavilion Master, a letter from Elder Lu."

In front of the huge hall, Qinglian cupped his hands, lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly.

The person sitting in the upper position raised his hand slowly, knowingly, and stepped forward to present the letter with both hands.

Feng Dong took it and glanced at it twice. His original loose eyes were a little excited, and he curled his lips, "This assassin knows a lot."

In this way, their plan can make new progress.

Qinglian glanced at Feng Dong's face, and said in a low voice.

"And... our people have all been cleaned up."

Feng Dong paused slightly when he heard the words, and repeated with a smack of tongue, "Cleaned up?"

"Exactly." Qinglian frowned slightly.

But Feng Dong smiled. If it is not cleared, it will be troublesome. After all, Tunyun Pavilion is not easy to mess with. If they don't have the hole card left by Wei Shulian, I'm afraid...

Feng Dong suppressed his smile.

But from this point of view, they have successfully drawn Zuo Qingyue's attention to "Buyu Pavilion".

Now it doesn't matter whether Zuo Qingyue deliberately planned for it, or was really kept in the dark.

As long as Zuo Qingyue doesn't know the hole card of "Buyu Pavilion".

So--

They will only be caught off guard.

At that time...

Feng Dong suddenly laughed, and slowly turned into a belly laugh. The creepy laughter echoed in the lonely wilderness, and the silent mountains and forests seemed to be treacherous. Qing Lian felt a chill down his spine, hurriedly Eyes lowered, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

But Feng Dong didn't take it seriously, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a smile, and said in a harsh and mocking tone, as if no one else was around, "Wei Shu, Wei Shu, you have been fighting for Miao Jiang for most of your life, first you can't win against your own trash Brother, and then lost to an unknown person..."

He raised his head, his eyes seemed to be suddenly poisoned.

"You looked down on me back then, now let's take a look at the Miao border that didn't fall into your hands, who will be the king in the end."

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Miao Jiang, Swallow Cloud Pavilion.

The sky is getting colder and colder, late autumn has passed, the wind in Miaojiang is cold, but the study is as warm as spring.

"Young master..." Qiu Yangui's helplessness flashed across his eyes, and he called out in a low voice.

The fox fur was hung on the clothes rail at the side, and Zuo Qingyue looked at the document solemnly. If he hadn't forcibly held a person in his arms, and his chin was still resting on the neck of that person intimately, it would have seemed like that.

"Huh?" He lazily hummed a nasal sound, the voice was lazy and magnetic, and it made people's hearts tickle, "Yangui is so warm."

He said with a slight smile, his fingers dishonestly poked into the assassin's clothes, his cool nails touched his warm skin, Qiu Yangui shivered subconsciously, "Um..."

Zuo Qingyue's fingertips paused slightly, and then his eyes gradually darkened. He slowly approached Qiu Yangui's ear, and kissed the assassin's ear lightly. Watching his neck and ear tips turn red quickly, Zuo Qingyue pressed his hand on the assassin's lower abdomen. Tightening slightly, the two of them pressed tightly together, Qiu Yangui pursed his lips and turned his head, his legs were unconsciously brought together, as if to cover up something.

"The geese return..." Zuo Qingyue's eyes were stained red, and he murmured like an invitation.

The heat spread in the study room, ambiguous and viscous in every breath, suddenly——

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a gentle knock on the door, accompanied by Ying Shi's voice, "Young master, I have something to report."

Zuo Qingyue's expression froze suddenly, his eyes froze instantly, and he gritted his teeth towards the door, "Get lost—"

Gently pressing him with one hand, Zuo Qingyue looked down while pressing the fire, Qiu Yangui stood up, turned his back and slowly adjusted his breath, said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going back first."

Zuo Qingyue: "..."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Zuo Qingyue's response, straightened his slightly messy clothes and walked out. As soon as he opened the door, he met Shang Ying Shi's meaningful eyes, and both of them paused.

Qiu Yangui nodded towards him, Yingshi cleared his throat, and saluted politely.

He raised his eyes and saw Qiu Yangui was slightly taken aback, and immediately returned a salute, and then walked away.

Complexity flashed in Ying Ten's eyes.

It can be regarded as the passage of time, and things are changing.

At the beginning, he saw something was wrong, and he never thought that it was really entangled and involved for three whole years. Thinking of the truth that Ying Liu found out, Ying Ten inevitably felt some unspeakable respect and emotion for this former colleague.

To be able to do this, no matter what kind of thoughts he has, it is considered as the utmost benevolence to the young master and even Tunyun Pavilion, this gift...he can certainly bear it.

"Have you seen enough?" A voice as cold as a cold wind rang out, with a faint sense of displeasure and killing intent.

Ying Shi came back to his senses in an instant, and the cold sweat on his forehead came down immediately. He didn't dare to delay, and walked in immediately.

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Normal updates will resume around the 15th~

(I know it's very short, but the summer vacation must be over, and I can't finish writing Liao in these two days)

Praying I get my driver's license!

Otherwise, I really can’t finish writing (?????＿?????)

Babies can stock up on ducks, it’s not far from the end (if you can’t finish writing later, stop next door first, finish this book first, don’t worry about stocking up.)