Chapter 28 Chapter 4 The Love of Flower Dance Language

"You are my daughter, Huawuyu." Very calm voice. As calm as a breeze blowing across the sea on a midsummer night. Outside the window was also a piece of calm, so quiet that even the sound of insects that should appear in the season that did not belong here could be faintly heard.After listening to Yang Zheng's words, the trembling body of the man in black gradually calmed down, and his eyes were no longer so excited. "Yes, I am Huawuyu." She took off the black hair on her head, and a head of beautiful and flowing hair immediately appeared in front of Yang Zheng's eyes.

Hua Wuyu's eyes were a little rosy, she stared at Yang Zheng, and said in a voice that didn't seem to belong to her, "It seems that you already knew my true identity when we met in the cabin for the first time." "yes." "Then why don't you expose it?" "What's the use of exposing it?" Yang Zheng said lightly, "If you fail, another person will take over. If the plan fails, there will be a new plan." He sighed, and then said: "For this matter, so many people have been sacrificed." ——"Why sacrifice you again." Yang Zheng didn't say this, but he believed that she would understand.

"Since you know my identity, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" "Before that time, you won't make a move." Yang Zheng said, "What's more, the biggest purpose of Di Qinglin asking you to come to me is not to kill me." "What is that for?" "He wants to soften my heart." Yang Zheng smiled wryly. "I want to use you to make me feel emotional." "But you already know my identity, so his plan has failed." "No, he didn't fail." "No failure." Hua Wuyu asked, "Why didn't he fail?"

"Although you are not my daughter, you look a lot like her." "She" of course refers to Lu Suwen. "Every time I see you, I think of her." Yang Zheng looked into her stubborn eyes. "Seeing you one more time, the more I miss her, the more I miss her, the more chaotic and bitter my heart is." Hua Wuyu looked at him.The man in front of her was the one she had to kill, but she found that she couldn't do it.She is neither his daughter nor someone he misses, so why can't she do it?Why? Hua Wuyu couldn't speak it himself.Was it his infatuation that moved her?Or did she already have a feeling for him?

"Love grows with time", this is a fact that has existed since ancient times. The two get along day and night, and no one dares to guarantee that there will be no feelings. Who can guarantee and predict the things between men and women? Yang Zheng is forty-eight years old this year, and Hua Wuyu is just in his early twenties. The age difference between the two is more than double, not to mention that the two are hostile, how can they have feelings?However, with the unique "tentacles" of women, Hua Wuyu has already seen a thread of love deep in his eyes, and she already knows that this thread of love is transformed by "her", that is to say, he wants to be in his eyes. Look for the shadow of "her" in her body.Hua Wuyu doesn't care, she is not afraid to replace others, as long as she can live with him and stay away from these helpless grievances, she is satisfied.What kind of feeling is this?

Hua Wuyu didn't know, and didn't want to know, she just stared at him with tender eyes. Yang Zheng avoided her gaze with his mouth, and turned his head to look out of the window. "You must have received the order to assassinate me today," "Yes." "You didn't succeed, how can you go back and explain?" "No need to explain." "Why?" "As you said, I failed, and someone will take over." Her eyes were still so soft. "Aren't you afraid of these waves of actions?" "Scared." Yang Zheng replied, "But what can I do?"

"You won't take the initiative to find him?" "He? Who is he?" Yang Zheng said, "The Azure Dragon Society? Di Qinglin?" "All actions are planned and promoted by Di Qinglin." Hua Wuyu said: "As long as Di Qinglin is found, everything can be solved." "Things are not as simple as you imagine." "As far as I know, the Azure Dragon Society only sent two halls to assist Di Qinglin this time, and the Azure Dragon Society itself has no intention of dealing with you." Hua Wuyu's voice sounded soft. "I can help you find Di Qinglin." Yang Zheng finally turned around and looked at her.

"Why do you do this? Doing so will only bring you misfortune." Yang Zheng looked at her: "You know it's wrong to do this." Hua Wuyu knew it, and it was too clear.There is usually only one end for betraying the Azure Dragon Society—death. She smiled, full of helplessness. "Didn't Bing do something he knew he shouldn't?" Yang Zheng closed his mouth. He did. Not only have we done it, we are still doing it now, and we will continue to do it in the future. ——Some things you know you shouldn't do, but you have to do them, and you can't even control yourself.

——These things themselves seem to have an irresistible temptation, and "emotion" is one of them. ——In addition, there are some things you shouldn't do, but you can't even escape because you are forced by the environment. People in the arena involuntarily. As long as you step into the rivers and lakes for a day, you will never be able to get rid of the "baggage" behind you. In this "baggage", there are hatred, kindness, blood accounts, friendship, love, and many things that you cannot predict, resist, or escape.There seemed to be a trace of complaint in Hua Wuyu's tender eyes.

"I do, don't you see what I mean?" Yang Zheng could only keep his mouth shut. he understands. But how could he accept it? Of course Yang Zheng understood what she meant by doing this, and also understood her feelings. Old people are human beings, young people are also human beings, bad people are also human beings, and hostile people are also human beings. As long as they are human beings, they have the right to love others.Yang Zheng's eyes suddenly showed gratitude, but also sadness and helplessness. "I understand what you mean by doing this." Yang Zheng said, "It's a pity...it's a pity that we met so late."

"It's a pity we met too late." Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people have said this sentence, and I don't know how many people have heard it. But unless you have really said it and heard it, you will never be able to imagine how much bitterness there is in this sentence?How much pain, how much helplessness, looking at Yang Zheng, hearing him say such a sentence, Hua Wuyu only felt that the whole person seemed to have become empty. empty.Floating into the cold and damp haze, and empty, sinking into the abyss of eternal doom. The moonlight drenched the grass, the flowers, and the sycamore trees, and also came in from the window, stretching Huawuyu's shadow long and breaking her heart.Hua Wuyu looked down at her own shadow, she didn't know what to say at this moment. The originally clear shadow on the ground suddenly became long, as if seen from tears. "Why is this fog so strange?" Yang Zheng looked at the light fog that filled the room. The light mist floated in from nowhere, and in an instant, the whole room was enveloped by the light mist. Man in light mist. "fog?" Hearing Yang Zheng's words, Hua Wuyu realized that the shadow on the ground was not caused by the tears in her eyes, but by the fog. She looked up at the faint fog, and suddenly her face changed drastically, and she yelled: " This fog is poisonous, hold your breath." Before she finished speaking, her men had already rushed towards Yang Zheng. Yang Zheng's complexion also changed suddenly at this time, not because of the poisonous fog, but because of Hua Wuyu who rushed over.He also yelled: "Don't come here, it's dangerous." As soon as the words came out, his men flew towards Hua Wuyu who was galloping over. Seeing Yang Zheng coming forward, Hua Wuyu's face burst into a smile, but before the smile fully spread, it froze. At this time, Yang Zheng also came to her side, and stretched out his hand to stop her, but she has fallen.When the mist came, and when the Huawuyu warning came, Yang Zheng suddenly "found two small dots, one black and one red, flying in from the window in the mist. When he tried to drag Huawuyu, the two little dots The dot has been gently shot from behind her. Yang Zheng helped Hua Wuyu, but she was powerless and he said: "The fog is poisonous. " "I know." Yang Zheng said softly, "How could this kind of little trick be able to hide it from me? Can it poison me?" "I... I thought you didn't know," Hua Wuyu's eyes were full of tenderness. "Lao Gaixian, Du Wuhen and Wen Huo all died in this fog, I'm afraid of you..." "They also said that this kind of fog can't kill me. What really kills me is the one black and one red 'Lover's Arrow' in the fog." ——As dark as a lover's eyes, but as red as his lover's blood. "Lover...lover arrow?" She was laughing, but this kind of laughter was far more painful and sad than death. "I can't...be your lover, but I have already tasted... what it's like to be a lover." Hua Wuyu's voice became weaker and weaker. "I'm...satisfied." She turned to stare out the window. what is she looking atThere is only one piece of darkness outside the window. Does she still hope to see the sun rise, so what if she sees it? "Let's go." Hua Wuyu said: "I know I'm dead, you...you don't have to stay with me anymore." "I must be with you and watch you get better." Yang Zheng held her hand tightly. "I know you can survive." Hua Wuyu shook her head and smiled sadly. ——If a person has lost confidence in his own life, who else can save him? "If you are really dead, you will be sorry for me." "why?" "Because... because I am ready to marry you." What a big lie. Hua Wuyu's pale face suddenly flushed. "real?" "Of course it's true." Yang Zheng held back the tears in his eyes. "We can get married anytime." This is a lie that can never be fulfilled. Her face was even redder, and there seemed to be flames burning in her eyes. "I've been looking forward to such a day..." Her eyes closed suddenly, and she suddenly said, "You go... hurry..." "Why do you want me to go?" "Because I... I don't like the way you see me when I die." Her body started to convulse, "So you must go." "I won't go." Yang Zheng shouted suddenly. "Never go." He squeezed her hands tightly, as if afraid that she would leave suddenly. "Even if you are going to die, you will die in my arms." Yang Zheng's tears could no longer hold back, flowing down her cheeks and dripping into her eyes. She didn't blink, she opened her eyes to meet his tears, and when the tears fell into her eyes, her face suddenly became serene and contented - she already had him in her life.Death comes faster than lightning. She couldn't resist. And no one can resist. The candle has almost burned out, and the candle tears are not yet dry. Candle tears must wait until the candle has turned to ashes before drying. Hazhu would rather be burned to ashes, just to illuminate others.Isn't that stupid, but wouldn't the world be a brighter place if people would do more of these stupid things?Before dawn is always the darkest time of the day. Yang Zheng was still holding Hua Wuyu, but tears were already pouring out like spring water. The east has turned white, and the darkness has passed. The candle has been burned out, and the tears have dried up. Tears are invisible, but the traces left by blood must be washed away with blood and tears. "A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood." Yang Zheng has always used "forgiveness" instead of "revenge". His knife has never been a knife for killing, but now his heart is full of anger and hatred.Jiaoyang illuminated the earth, and dawn finally came. Yang Zheng had already put Hua Wuyu on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and sat next to her, but his eyes stayed outside the window, watching the milky white morning mist rise among the green grass, flowers and trees.He looked out of the window only because of the sound of sanxian outside the window. The desolate and ancient string sound seemed to come out of nothingness at the same time as the morning mist. The ethereal string sound is like the call of a distant relative, and it seems to be expressing an indescribable sorrow, a helpless sorrow, but with an indescribable tranquility.It also seems to be describing that people are getting old, beauties are old, heroes are old, and all the joy, glory and excitement in life are gone.In the misty morning mist, an old man was playing the sanxian, the sound of the strings was desolate and mournful. People are at the flowers, and the sound of strings has drifted into the room. Seeing the old man playing the sanxian, Yang Zheng suddenly showed a sneer on his face that had been marked by years of painful experience. "The first sound of the three strings breaks one's heart. The heart breaks to the end of the world, and there is no three strings." Yang Zheng said coldly, "There is no three strings." The sound of strings stopped, and the old man looked up at Yang Zheng. "Do you know who I am?" "Thirty years ago, with a three-stringed string in his hand, Wu Sanxian fascinated many women, and who didn't know?" Yang Zheng looked at him: "You are a beautiful woman, but why are you a bandit?" "The winner is the king, and the loser For bandits." Wu Sanxian said indifferently: "This is an eternal truth in the Jianghu." Yang Zheng sneered. "You came here today, you must have been ordered to kill me." When Yang Zheng said the word "order", his voice was full of sarcasm. Of course Wu Sanxian could hear the sarcasm in his words, but he didn't care, just smiled. "It is said that my parting hook is already in your hand?" "yes." "You're going to use the parting hook against me today?" "How come?" Wu Sanxian smiled. "When have you ever seen someone beat a dog with a meat bun?" What kind of metaphor is this? "To deal with you, you must use Sanxian." The sanxian rang again, and three brilliance flashed out of the sound of the strings. Brilliant and colorful. When the strings were about to ring, Yang Zheng picked up the vase beside him and waved it out. Three beams of light greeted the vase, and three "booms" sounded, and three brilliant rays of light burst out in the air. The light is also colorful. The vase has burst, broken into a million pieces. In the colorful light, Yang Zheng flew up, flew out of the window, flew into the flowers, and flew into the strings. Before the person arrived, the fist wind had already arrived, Yang Zheng punched Sanxian. Xian Yang raised up, Wu Sanxian swept across his body, turned around in the air, and slapped Yang Zheng's back with a smooth hand. Under the sunlight, a dark red light flickered on his middle finger, and there was a poisonous needle in his middle finger. Yang Zheng's man suddenly fell when the poisonous needle was only three inches away from his back, like a rock falling from the top of a mountain. He slapped the air with his palm, Wu Sanxian immediately turned around, his right hand had pulled out a thin and narrow sword from the Sanxian handle.The sword comes out, the sound of the sword passes, one sword strikes three times.Three thorns have six sword flowers. "Huh, huh, huh" three times, Yang Zheng's left chest has been cut three times.Wu Sanxian retracted the sword and stabbed again, almost at the same time.One sword stabbed six sword flowers three times, and it stabbed Yang Zheng's left chest again. This time Yang Zheng was already prepared, he stepped on his right foot, the person flashed out diagonally to the right, raised his left hand, and grabbed the air. Yang Zheng actually grabbed the sharp sword with his left hand. The fingers were clenched tightly, blood oozed from between the fingers, and dripped from the tip of the sharp sword. Wu Sanxian was full of astonishment, he didn't believe that there would be such a person in the world who would use his flesh and blood to grab the sword? Grasping the sword with his left hand, he punched out with his right fist. Before Wu Sanxian had time to react, he heard the sound of bones breaking. The crackling of the bridge of the nose. Then he saw a stream of blood splashing from directly under his eyes. The blood flower is dazzling and brilliant. Brilliant like a shooting star. The meteor is fleeting, and the blood is also drunk quickly. Sprinkle it into the green grass, sprinkle it into the flowers, and sprinkle it into the mouth of Wusanxian. It's salty. He finally got a taste of blood. own blood. The bridge of the nose is broken, the person is not dead, but he can no longer stand up. This punch not only broke his nose, but also drove his confidence and fighting spirit deep into his bone marrow. The sun is tender and beautiful, but there is no sanxian but it feels chilly to the bone. A hit, but not an inch.Yang Zheng looked at Wu Sanxian coldly. "Go back and tell Di Qinglin that you don't have to wait for a year." Yang Zheng said, "I'm at the meeting place, and he is welcome to come anytime." The meeting place is Meilin's cabin. Although the cabin was rebuilt, it is not as weathered as it used to be. Headache. Tibetan flowers wake up the headache, and she has a headache, dry mouth, and tongue as if she had woken up from a heavy drunk. She wanted to stretch out her hands to press her head, only to realize that her whole body was bound, and she was bound to a chair. She blinked and looked around carefully, and she saw two other people, who also had the same fate as her, all of them were also tied to the chair.The chairs are made of bamboo, and even the walls are made of bamboo. What is this place? When Zanghua was thinking this way, she suddenly heard: "This is the 'Bamboo House'." This is Dai Tian's voice. Zang Hua looked at Dai Tian who was tied to the bamboo chair on the right. "how do you know?" "Because he almost died here." This is the voice of Young Master Huang, and the voice comes from the left side of Zang Hua. "Are you awake too?" Dai Tian and Young Master Huang were also tied to bamboo chairs like Tibetan flowers. There were only three of them in the "Bamboo House". "It seems that we were sent here in a coma." Zang Hua said. "Where is Feng Chuan Shen?" Young Master Huang said, "Why did he send us here?" "What else." Zang Hua said with a smile, "It must be a good meal for us." "exactly." The voice rang out, and people followed suit. Still dressed like that, still so beautiful, still so weird. half of the clothes. The blood slave walked out with a silver bell-like laugh. Seeing her dressed like this, Zang Hua couldn't help sighing. "You are already dressed like this in winter, what about summer?" "Don't wear it!" Young Master Huang said with a smile, "It's cool and saves money on cloth. It kills two birds with one stone." "There's usually only one situation where I don't wear clothes," Blood Slave said. "what's the situation?" "On the bed." The blood slave said charmingly, "And usually when there are two of you." "When I'm in bed, I usually don't wear any clothes." Young Master Huang said, "But if there are two people, I not only wear clothes, but I also wear more clothes than usual, and they are neater than usual." The blood slave suddenly sighed. "So you are still a man no woman wants." These words pierced Young Master Huang's heart like a sharp needle. Young Master Huang seemed to shudder for a moment, but then he burst out laughing, but it was fine if he didn't laugh, but this smile was worse than crying. Looking at him, Zanghua recalled the sadness on his face when he was in "Qinchun Garden". "Where's the person who conveys the spirit?" Dai Tian seemed to know the embarrassment of Young Master Huang, and immediately changed the subject. "Why doesn't he dare to come to see us?" "He's preparing supplies to entertain everyone." The blood slave said: "This meal is guaranteed to be unforgettable for everyone, and after this meal, the three of you will never be separated. "Never separate?" Zanghua asked: "What does this mean?" "Show you something and you'll understand." The blood slave smiled evilly, and she patted it lightly three times. After three beeps, Tibetan flowers and the others saw a person come out. At the sight of this man, they all froze. This man's eyes were very big and different, and there was a stubbornness at the end of the eyes, his nose was straight, and his lips were thick and determined. This person is actually Yang Zheng. No, it should be said that it is very similar to Tang Zheng, very similar to Yang Zheng twenty years ago. When Zang Hua saw this man's face, she felt a little hairy. The reason is that this face is covered with criss-crossing "line marks". That kind of "thread mark" is similar to the skin of clothes, and the traces left after sewing with needle and thread are vague. Why does such a face have so many "line marks"? Why does this face look so much like Yang Zheng? Who is this person, the blood slave looked at him proudly. "Aren't you surprised?" "This... who is this person?" Zang Hua asked. "It's not this person, but five people." The blood slave said. "Five...five people?" "Yes." The blood slave said, "He is made up of five people." "A combination of five?" Dai Tianfu said to him. "That's right." The blood slave said, "Take off the different parts of the five people, and after some special treatment, put them together on this person, and it will look like this." The blood slave looked at the three of them , and said: "This is only a preliminary sample." "Sample?" Young Master Huang asked. "Hmm." The blood slave nodded. "Then the finished product...is it more like Yang Zheng?" Dai Tian asked. "Not like, but one. Exactly the same." Dai Da suddenly thought of a very frightening thing. Although he wanted to pretend to be normal, his voice was trembling. "Do you want him...to replace Yang Zheng?" "It's not a replacement." The blood slave said proudly, "He is Yang Zheng." "Then it's really Yang Zheng?" Young Master Huang asked. "there is none left." "No more?" Young Master Huang asked, "What do you mean no more?" "If it's gone, it's gone." The blood slave said, "Since this Yang Zheng has been born, that Yang Zheng must die." "I'm afraid he won't die so easily," Zang Hua said. The blood slave sneered. Sometimes a sneer can mean a difference of opinion. "Although you made him so much like Yang Zheng, there is still" a loophole.Dai Tian said: "What about martial arts? Could it be that he also knows Yang Zheng's 'farewell hook' move?" "If there is one person in this world who knows Yang Zheng very well, who is this person?" asked the blood slave. --enemy. Only the enemy goes out of his way to know everything about you. Zang Hua, Dai Tian and Young Master Huang thought of this person almost at the same time. Also said at the same time: "Di Qingshun." "Yes." The blood slave said, "Although he doesn't fully understand the parting hook move, it is enough." The blood slave smiled, and said: "Who in this world would go to try Yang Zheng's martial arts for no reason?" The cold wind whistled outside the bamboo house, but it slowly flowed in through the gaps in the bamboo, and also rushed in through the gaps in Tibetan flowers and their clothes. The cold wind hit the body, making people shiver. "You said that the three of us will never be separated, do you also want to combine us into the body of this Mr. Yang Zheng?" Zang Hua asked. "no." "Then who will the three of us form?" "Dai Tian." The blood slave looked at Dai Tian. "Dai Tian?" Zang Hua was a little surprised. "There is a ready-made Dai Tian here, why do we need another combination?" "Will this Dai Tian listen to our command?" Xue Nu said: "Definitely not. Although we have the technology of 'reengineering', it is only limited to appearance and thoughts, which we can't control yet." "'So you have to Looking for someone who can be controlled to act as a puppet?" Zanghua asked. "Yes." "Who is this puppet Yang Zheng?" "You don't even know." What about Dai Tian's puppet? "Master Huang asked." It's your old friend. "The blood slave said." Old friend? "Zang Hua smiled." Do we have such shameless old friends? "The blood slave is sneering again. Sometimes a sneer also means acquiescence. She clapped her hands lightly again. The person who came out this time, Zanghua couldn't help being surprised. She stared at this person with wide eyes." It's you. ""it's me. "This man is smiling, but the knife mark between his brows seems to be sneering. Seeing this man, Dai Tian didn't show any surprise at all, he just snorted coldly with disdain. But Young Master Huang has already yelled, If he could move his hands and feet, Bao Zhun would definitely jump up, slap this person a dozen times left and right, and then grab this person in front of Zanghua, make him kneel down, and ask him to apologize." For you, Zanghua can hardly do anything. Confess to Yang Zheng, for you, she will not go against Qinglonghui, for you, she was sad for a while, she thought you were dead. "Young Master Huang's voice is really loud." Who knew that not only did you live well, but you actually joined the Azure Dragon Club. "He was originally from the Dragon Club." "Dai Tian said." What? "Young master Huang said: "Since you know he is from the Azure Dragon Society, why did you let Tibetan flowers take him away? " "Although we knew that he was a member of the Qinglong Association, we had no evidence at all, and his criminal punishment will be completed." Dai Tian said: "So we made a plan to let Tibetan flowers take away, and we wanted to use this to find Qinglong. The secret stronghold of the society, who knows—" "Who knows that he disappeared after arriving in Lion Town." Zang Hua seemed a little angry. "We really didn't expect that the Azure Dragon Society would actually perform that scene in Lion Town." Dai Tian didn't feel guilty at all. "There are so many things you didn't expect." Zanghua said, "I almost died if I didn't plan on it so easily. If it weren't for your tricks, I might be lying comfortably on the bed while drinking , while admiring the fluttering snowflakes." "Maybe you're in some dangerous situation again." Young Master Huang said. It's true, Zang Hua is naturally active, if she was told to stay at home with nothing to do, she would definitely go crazy within three days, even if she didn't participate in this matter, she would find a way to take care of other things.After listening to Young Master Huang's words, her heart calmed down a little, but being cheated is not a pleasant thing after all, so she said a few more words. The person who came out was, of course, Zhong Ruihui. He was proud to watch Zanghua and Dai Tian arguing, especially when the topic of the argument was him again. Seeing Zhong Rui's proud expression, Zanghua suddenly thought of Lao Gaixian, Zhong Bannong and the secret of the "mummy". "Zhong Huohui is from the Azure Dragon Society, so what about his father Zhong Bannong?" Zang Hua asked. The person who answered this time was not Dai Tian. "If he wasn't so stubborn, he wouldn't have ended up like that." Zhong Huo said calmly. "Are you the one who killed him and took away the secret of the 'mummy'?" Zang Hua looked at Zhong Rui in surprise. The person who answered this time was not Zhong Ruojie. "not him." Feng Chuanshen walked out while talking. "it's me." Seeing the killing of his father and enemy, Zhong Huehui didn't show any expression at all, Zanghua really wondered if he was human? "He killed your father, you don't feel anything?" Zanghua asked Zhong Ruihui. "The Qinglong Society only talks about orders, not family affection." Zhong Huohui said without emotion. "It seems that being a dog is better than being a human Qinglonghui." Zanghua said: "When the dog dies, the owner will at least bury it." Zanghua didn't seem to want to look at him, so she turned her head to look at Feng Chuanshen, and then said, "You want to combine the three of us into that...human body?" Zanghua seemed very reluctant to say that he was a human. "yes." "Can I ask you one thing?" "What's up?" "You kill me with one knife, and throw me into the mountains to feed the wild dogs, okay?" "You'd rather feed wild dogs than combine what's on you with him?" "it's me." Feng Chuan laughed loudly, and he patted Zhong Ruin's shoulder with a smile. "It seems that you are worthy of being the head of the Azure Dragon Club: December." Feng Chuan said with a smile. "Is he the hall master of 'December'?" Young Master Huang asked. "Yes." Feng Chuanshen said: "Qinglong will have twelve branch halls, each named after the month, "the first month" is in charge of the target, "February" is in charge of infiltration, and "March"..." "March" is in charge of delivery , to deliver the message. "April" is responsible for financial resources.April is in charge of all the affairs of the Blue Dragon Club. May is "responsible for punishment. Those who have meritorious service will be judged, and those who deserve punishment will never be relaxed." June is "responsible for training. Training kills and training professionals." July" Responsible for planning. After the goal is selected in the first month, plan and promote the plan in July. "August, September, and October" are responsible for action. After promoting the plan in July, these three months will be responsible for action. "November" is responsible for clearing. If someone in the Blue Dragon Society betrays, November will be responsible for hunting down and purging." December "responsible for the assassination. If the target is not suitable for public disposal, then December will be responsible for the assassination." So you say "December" The master is also the hall master of the assassination hall. "Master Huang said." Yes. "The one who answered this time was actually a blood slave." He is not only the head of the December Hall, but also the head of the training hall of the June Hall. "One person has two jobs." "Young Master Huang smiled and asked: "Then is it the double falcon?" " "That's right." The blood slave also smiled. "Qinglonghui will never be stingy with this kind of money." "Then his father Zhong Bannong was killed, has he received a pension?" Young Master Huang stared at Zhong Rui. He was indifferent, he was still laughing, he could still laugh, he could laugh. Zang Hua really convinced this man, he could still laugh when facing the topic of killing his father and his enemy, and facing the topic of his own father being killed.This kind of person is worthy of being the hall master of the Assassination Hall.Aren't the assassins throughout the ages ruthless? "It was supposed to treat you well." Feng Chuanshen said: "But there is too little time." "We're not welcome anymore?" Zang Hua said, "Are you in a hurry to tell us to get out?" For this kind of ridicule, Feng Chuanshen didn't care at all, he turned over the teacup on the bamboo table, lifted the jug and poured three cups. "A timing before the operation, there can't be anything in the stomach." Feng Chuan said: "In order to avoid your empty stomach and anxiety while waiting, I specially prepared a kind of wine for you that will make you fall asleep after drinking." "The three glasses you just poured?" Dai Tian asked . "yes." "Once you drink it, you won't wake up again?" Young Master Huang asked. "Yes." Feng Chuanshen said lightly, "I will definitely let you all witness this miraculous combination process with your own eyes." "Watched you decompose our bodies with your own eyes, and then reassemble them into Zhong Ruijian's body?" Zang Hua said. "yes." "Can I stop drinking?" Young Master Huang asked. Of course not. So the three of them only drank the very special three glasses of wine. The wine has entered the belly, is it not far from death?