Chapter 27 third quarter

Zhuo Anjie walked west along the forest path alone. The area is full of chrysanthemums.The gorgeous white silver thread beads, the clear spring in the empty valley, the moon gushing river; Green jade crab ice plate, red and white maple leaves and reed flowers; and strange petals of hibiscus, pine forest hanging snow, fragrant belt, old man's hair, golden bell song... Facing this boundless beauty, Zhuo Anjie didn't care to appreciate it.She didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to bring A Ting here.Yun Jisang's roar last night when she was in dire straits and the fiery eyes when she found herself rose again in her mind.

However, this person is gone, who else can open her long-closed heart?She untied the yellow gourd around her waist and took a swig.The chrysanthemum path is about to end, and in front of it are clumps of plums that have not yet budded.This should be Qinmeiju where Ren Zining and his wife lived.Sure enough, in the distance, I have already seen that simple and elegant small building.Zhuo Anjie stopped in her tracks. In the small building, there are faint human voices—— "But, Xiaoying, I always think that Manager Hu and Shaoxia Yun's proposal is very good..." "You idiot, is it safe for everyone to be together? Don't even think about it, how did Lu Bian die? The Golden Silkworm Gu is invisible and invisible, who can prevent it? Even the Mixiang is not something we can handle. Qinmeiju, where we live, is built next to the lake, and there is only a narrow road in front of it, so the terrain is the safest. Why do you want to move out?" Rong Xiaoying's voice was clear and smooth.

"But I think at this time, all of us should help each other." "You think you think, but you don't see it? The murderer is ten to ten among the few of us. If you are not careful, you will lose your life. You, have you lived enough, haven't you?" "I'm not saying..." "It's fine if you don't, you just need to listen to me, and don't worry about the rest." "Then...then I'm going out to practice swords..." Ren Zining's voice was muffled. "Go, go, don't say I didn't warn you, the villa is in danger at this time, no matter who is approaching, you have to use your sword to protect yourself, understand?"

"Well, I see." "Zi Ning, wait, come here, your hair is messed up..." Zhuo Anjie shook her head slowly, with a smile on her lips, and left Qinmeiju. This area is already the northwest side of the villa, and the terrain is quite high, so you can overlook the whole Qiba Villa from a high position.Going forward, it is the cemetery where the bloody battle took place last night.Zhuo Anjie noticed footsteps behind her, and looked back—in the forest, a girl was walking towards Zhuo Anjie along a sloping path carrying a bucket of water. It was the fisherman Qiao Yi rescued from the cliff. Dumb girl.

Zhuo Anjie stepped aside and greeted: "Dumb girl!" Seeing that it was her, the dumb girl nodded with a smile on her pretty face. "Do you live near here?" Zhuo Anjie asked casually.The dumb girl tilted her head, apparently guessing what she was talking about.Only then did Zhuo Anjie remember that the other party was deaf and dumb, and felt pity in her heart. "Okay, you go." Zhuo Anjie smiled, turned and left. A violent gust of wind suddenly passed by.The white mist rose from the lake again, like a white demon, rising and filling, swallowing the entire villa at an astonishing speed.

The sword's edge is as magical as electricity, and there is no stagnation every time the sword is drawn.The Thunder Sword is like a living elf, hovering around its owner.Dozens of sword flowers fluttered like snow, and they were instantly restrained. Ren Zining returned the sword into its sheath. Only then did he realize that the surroundings were covered with misty white mist, and it was difficult to distinguish the scenery ten feet away.He frowned, feeling ominous in his heart. He didn't know that at this time, in the bushes not far from him, a dark figure was looking at him coldly from behind the bushes.A thin transparent silk thread is slowly slipping from Sombra's sleeve...