With the appearance of those people, there were different movements on the originally quiet street, as if a leaf fell on the calm lake.

It was not suddenly, but it caused ripples.

The ripples are spreading, and some breaths are hard to hide. It is clearly the sunny sky, but there is a dark and deep malicious intention.

Fu Yinshuang's hands tightened her hands holding the teacup, and glanced at her calmly.

There were two tables of guests at the tea stall. One table looked like a scholar. The three were not old. At this time, they were drinking tea and talking, as if they didn't feel anything at all. The other table was an old and a young grandparent and grandson. The old man looked lovingly and looked at the little girl, while the latter was holding delicate scissors in his hand and cutting a piece of paper flowers.

What Fu Yinshuang noticed was the old man's hands like tiger claws, and the bronzed skin seemed to be cast by copper and iron. She didn't notice it at first because the other party's hands were hidden under the table, but now it was placed on the table. The colorful teacup in her hand seemed like a small thing.

The little girl had two dimples on her lips, and she smiled slightly from time to time, looking innocent and innocent. But when she cut the paper flowers, she was so serious that her tight lips were like a blade, which gave people a sense of blood for no reason.

Fu Yinshuang just looked at these two people, her eyes flashed, and there was cold sweat on her forehead.

Jin Ying's eyes were slightly slanted, and his light looked up at the long street.

There are no beggars here, but under a closed shop in the south, there are two middle-aged people squatting. They look like idle men in the market, with crooked mouths and squinted eyes, and basking in the sun without hesitation. But they look like beggars from the Beggars' Sect, with their hands in their sleeves, leaning against the wall, and falling down. If there are more porcelain bowls with missing corners, they will be really beggars on the roadside.

But just these two people, when the malicious intention appeared before, Jin Ying's attention passed and naturally fell on these two people.

When he saw these two people, he forgot that when he was waiting for someone to come to have tea and sit down, did these two people have been here all the time?

Two people who were obviously not ignored even if they saw it, but they lost their impression in his mind.

This alone made Jin Ying's heart chill.

besides…

With a squeak, there is a rouge shop not far from the tea stall. In fact, it is not profitable to open a rouge shop on this street. This shop should be opened on the streets of the market, rather than such a slightly remote and small-sized place.

Those who can afford to buy rouge in a shop are definitely not ordinary people.

The door opened, and a woman dressed up in a gorgeous manner walked out. She stretched her waist, just like those women who didn't do work and were at home all day long.

She couldn't tell the specific age, she could say it was twenty-six or seven, or thirty-one or two, but she had a very charming temperament and charming look. Her eyes turned so hard that it was really fascinating.

Her hands are very white, her fingers are very thin, she stretches her waist and body look romantic.

Her clothes were bright red, and under the sun, they were a little dazzling, like dizzy blood, under the shade of the rouge shop.

Yi Xuechou was a little distracted because of her thoughts, but after seeing this woman, her eyes gradually became focal.

She was stunned at first, then her pupils shrank, and solemnity appeared in her eyes. Finally, she fell completely, looking at the other person without blinking.

She knew this woman.

'Green ivy and red hands are soft, and the bone-eroded beauty is kind to the beauties.' This sentence refers to a person, the leader of the Later Zhou Luowang, "Blood Jade Hand" Jiang Hongling.

Luowang had a great commander who directly obeyed the orders of the Later Zhou emperor, and was under him a deputy commander and commander of the four parties to investigate the affairs.

Jiang Hongling was one of the leaders of the four parties to investigate the matters. She was originally responsible for the affairs of the Liang State. She had been hiding in Liang State for many years, but she had never been found out. The court only knew that there was this person, but she didn't know where this person was.

And she is the only woman among the senior executives of Luowang, and there have never been any rumors about her.

However, the rumors were finally rumored, and few people had seen her, let alone recognized this person.

But, Yi Xuecuo recognized her, and it can even be said that she is the person who knows her best in the world today.

Because it was this man who took action and captured Yi Xuecuo. Later, Zhen Qing also fell into the hands of this man.

Yi Xuechou looked at the woman standing on the steps not far away. The other party was very relaxed, as if she was really out to bask in the sun, but she felt extremely awkward and even felt a little uncomfortable all over.

Because she remembered the other party's methods, she had been tortured by the other party a lot in the early years.

Just after such a memory, Yi Xuecuo felt as if there were hundreds of ants on his body biting him, and he felt a sense of uncomfortable pain.

Her strangeness could naturally be noticed by the few people around her.

Not only that, the woman standing in front of the Rouge Shop also noticed it.

Jiang Hongling looked over, her red lips were charming, and she smiled slightly at this side, and even waved her hand, as if she saw an acquaintance say hello.

Yi Xuecuo's body trembled, and she shuddered for no reason, and her face turned pale in an instant.

"I said it when I took you out." Yuqin's tone was still slow, "If you want to stand in the sun, you must overcome your previous fear."

When Yi Xuecuo heard this, her lips moved and took a deep breath, as if she was calm.

Yuqin looked at the fire everywhere, even though she didn't look at it, everything was in her eyes.

But these are not as worthy of her visiting the person who came from the long street.

...

Shang Rongyu was dressed in white clothes, with a graceful figure, looking a little thin, but with a more delicate beauty.

There were two people beside her, middle-aged people, one sword and one sword.

But they were walking in front of him, just half a step ahead, no more or less.

This is not the rule of the master and servant, but the rule of Shang Rongyu.

She doesn't like people following, especially behind her.

According to her current martial arts, of course, she is not afraid of someone attacking her from behind, but a habit that she has developed since childhood.

Therefore, those who travel with her were walking in front, and behind her was empty and there was no one.

At this time, Shang Rongyu's hands naturally drooped, and his sleeves were blown by the wind, revealing his white fingers. And there was only one person she looked at from beginning to end.

The person who seemed to sit and drink tea casually.

As for others, how different are they from ants?

However, Shang Rongyu was still thinking in his heart that the other party had no intention of covering up when he came out of the yamen. Is he really confident, Ling Ran Wu feared, or bluffed, and deliberately did this?

Some things need to be decided by the higher part, but the higher part does not necessarily require action. Because once you take action, you may not be able to stop your hand, you will bleed and die.

In that case, it will be difficult to become friends again, or even fight to the death.

Shang Rongyu has been used to seeing blood and dead people since she was a child, so she disliked it very much.

Therefore, when she is not sure, she doesn't want things to develop in the direction she hates.

For example, now.
Chapter completed!