The sky is getting brighter, and although the desert is burning during the day, it is cold at night. It also sprinkles a thin layer of frost on this desert oasis, which is also blue and white.

The sand is like snow, the eyebrows and the moon hang on the sky and the waist gradually fades away, but the stars in the sky are never stopping for it.

When Sun Haifeng arrived, the remaining ten Jinlings looked at him, and all the drinking swords committed suicide, and blood spilled on the hall.

Qing Xiaonian put down her cold body in her arms, with a expressionless face.

Chen Bengu, who had broken his arms, endured the pain with a gloomy face, and used a thread of true energy to seal the acupoint of the left arm to stop the bleeding. It was a heavy price to exchange one arm for a life. A good hand who made double hooks would only have a single hook left from now on.

He didn't feel regretful because he was a constable. As the saying goes, a good man would not take the job. No matter how famous he is, he would be a constable who costs 30 or 50 taels a month. He would have to pay more than ten taels of silver when drinking wine. The small things that please girls are not cheaper. How can a small constable afford these?

To abandon one hand, he will get the wealth and glory of the rest of his life. What is this for him? People laugh at the poor but not at the prostitute.

Chen Bengu asked, "Where is the princess?"

Qing Xiaonian glanced at him and pointed to the damaged calligraphy and paintings on the wall. It was the "Xiqian Ying" on the wall of Lin Fugui's house, written by King Wanyan Lie of Jin.

The entire wall behind the letter is a portrait of Wanyan Lie, painted with various natural ore grinding powder. Naturally, there are many expensive rare materials. The simple word "Fu" is indeed a bit out of place on this magnificent hall.

Sun Haifeng slowly walked towards the hall with a blue face, and his fingers passed by the pair of "Happy Warbler" carefully, he picked it off and slowly rolled it up and placed it on the chair next to him with nine golden dragons carved.

Wanyan Lie's face was also exposed in front of everyone, and a raised gold brick was also leaking from the wall, which should be something like a mechanism.

Sun Haifeng looked back at Qing Xiaonian, who raised his eyebrows and hesitated and pressed the gold bricks in.

The wall immediately turned around, and another secret room, a pale, black and messy beauty appeared naked in front of her eyes, and the white jelly meat on her chest was also exposed to the air, covered with bruises and scratches.

A piece of rag was stuffed into his mouth, pear blossoms were raining on his face, his hands and feet were tied firmly, and the luxurious silk and satin on it had been torn to pieces and scattered all over the floor.

After seeing this, the four of them quickly turned around and looked slightly red, and they stopped looking. At the same time, the four of them blocked Wan Qiuxuan, who was sitting on the rattan chair.

Chen Bengu was stunned: "Princess Xiuyi!"

Sun Haifeng was relatively calm, and he took out the lancet knife and cut off the rope, took off his coat and put it on.

Qing Xiaonian sighed, when will the revenge be repaid? The mistakes made by history always add to innocent people.

Qing Xiaonian walked up to the hall and picked up the paper fan that fell behind the dragon chaise. With a flash of his hand, Tang Yin's mountain guest arrived at the picture and shook it. The same priceless fan pendant also swayed together. The light breeze brought the fragrance of ambergris and felt refreshed.

Qing Xiaonian said lightly: "What a precious wind."

Indeed, this gust of wind can also change to several cities.

After looking at the dragon chaise, he stroked it with his fingers, and there was a thin remnant on the back of the chair. Qing Xiaonian just frowned, which was injustice.

Turning around and walking down the hall with a paper fan, walking to Pu Dingliang's body, picking up the Frost Willow Soft Sword, and feeling the chill in the sword again.

Qing Xiaonian did not stop, and walked towards Wanyan Tingyu lying on the ground. He threw a beautiful sword flower with his backhand. Ling Shuang's sword was immediately bright. The temperature in the hall centered on Qing Xiaonian dropped instantly, and everyone felt the infinite chill.

Qing Xiaonian held a sword and pointed at Wanyan Tingyu's eyebrows, covering her coldness, frost cloth all over her body, and her face cooled down.

He turned around and handed the Shuangliu Ruan Jian to Dongmei. The latter had a slight apology on his face and said, "I'm sorry."

Qing Xiaonian smiled faintly: "It's not your fault, she can't stop anyone even if she wants to die." Then she handed the sword to her and continued: "You might as well take this sword, it's suitable for you."

Dongmei took the sword and nodded, and stopped talking.

Then he threw the fan into Wan Qiuxuan's arms, picked up Wanyan Tingyu, who was as cold as frost, and walked out the door.

Sun Haifeng's voice came from behind: "Where are you going to take her?"

Qing Xiaonian answered him for the first time and said lightly: "Send her home."

Qing Xiaonian jumped out of the hall with a light figure, and a faint sound came from the sky.

"Why are you carrying your young master away? There is no show here to watch."

Wan Qiuxuan smiled softly, and heard the sound in spring, summer, autumn and winter, lifted up the ebony rattan chair and chased after him.

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The northernmost part of the Central Plains.

Snow falls all over the sky, the city is full of devastation and no one is seen. In a courtyard, plum blossoms are still blooming, and the garden is full of fragrance.

A new monument is added under the plum blossom tree. In front of the monument, snow covers the plum blossoms. The plum beards are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.

How did this scene happen countless times in my heart and dreams?

The past and past have come true.

All sentient beings suffer, and you suffer from suffering.

The world is difficult, and you are in a difficult situation.

The Qing Xiaonian chess was wearing white clothes, disappearing into this large piece of white, and the clothes were fluttering.
Chapter completed!