She came to Zong Mansion last night, and Dong Ning was passing the year quickly.

Fortunately, the news of Shangguan Jinghong came, and Zong Pu took her back to the Ruiwang Mansion later tonight, and then transferred her back to the Ruiwang Mansion to the General Mansion. Tomorrow, Shangguan Jinghong will report to Fang Jing.

It was night, she was lying in bed. Waiting for time.

The fragrance outside the window was full of flowers, and she came in through the window. She was a little tired, and slowly closed her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly, a faint groaning sound came from the door, she was awakened suddenly, and when she turned her eyes, she found that the scenery in the room was different.

She was taken aback, in a trance, feeling a pain in her head, and a feeling of dizziness spinning around. She understood that she was dreaming.

Worry every day, dream at night.

The candlestick on the table was thin, the window hole was open, and the outside was black forest, the wind came in quietly, and the sound of the ticking liquid dripping to the ground mixed with groans. Moans came from the door again.

She asked herself if she was courageous, and she was taken aback at this time, just thinking of waking up sooner, but the voice outside the door became clearer, ticking, and hitting the ground, as if hitting her heart.

She put her heart down, got out of bed and walked to the door, slammed the door open, and then screamed out loudly. There was a woman lying on the ground, covered in blood, and the blood fell from her body to the ground.

Lingling half-closed her unkempt foreface, looking at her **** eyes——

"Sister Qiao, aren't you in Lang's Biezhuang? Why did you come to my dream? Long Fei... she harmed you? I should walk with you to protect you, I..."

She choked to help her, suddenly a cold air came from behind, and a hand came to her waist and eyes...

*****

At night, the courtyard was faint, with a scent of decay seeping from the depths of the house.

Under the Mao Moon, blood was poured in the courtyard, as if people were staring coldly at these uninvited guests.

...

Half an hour later, the dungeon of Royal Palace of Rui.

Everyone was frightened and looked at the man sitting by the hot spring drinking.

No one dared to go up and say something, everyone saw how strong the brutal breath in his eyes before.

Suddenly, he stumbled to his feet and smashed the wine jars on the ground one by one.

"do not do that……"

Among the crowd, a woman covered her face and cried. The man turned around abruptly, eyes like a poisoned knife, staring at her sharply, and sneered: "Don't force me to kill you, if I knew ..."

He said, staggering towards the iron gate, "I can't mess..."

Someone helped up the woman who fell on the ground, "Yao, don't be like this."

Dong Ning was in tears, choked up and stared at the man in front of him.

Zong Pu sighed and hugged her into his arms, "It's not your fault, it's not anyone's fault."

Dong Ning didn't struggle this time, pained and at a loss, remembering the dream two hours ago.

Someone attacked her waist, and when she was shocked, she forgot to fight back...

Until I was held tightly in my arms, that familiar breath--

In front of the door, a blood-stained leader slowly stood up from the ground, and her whole body gurgled, as if the bones were splitting, she shook suddenly, "Bone shrinking, reaching the superior, the body can stretch freely. you……"

The figure of the leader changed from petite to tall for a moment, and his eyes were cold and thin. "Although I can't think of Xia Haibing, I can quickly see the disguise from my appearance, but I taught you how to disguise. When I taught you Disguise, I told you earlier that if you don’t learn Bone Reduction, Disguise will never reach the ultimate state."

If it hadn't been for Zong Pu behind her to hold her tightly, she would have fallen to the ground.

She smiled bitterly and watched people walking from both sides of the corridor. King Ning, Lao Tie, Jing Ping, Jing Qing...the leader slowly lifted off the faces of their faces, took off their hair covers, and flicked their robe. Disappeared before my eyes.

She couldn't be more familiar with the appearance after the change, her brother, the man who passed her Yi Rongzhi remember.

"It's not a dream... I used to think that even if he was suspicious, he would only force me to ask me, as long as I didn't say it..."

Everyone looked at her, and immediately followed the man's figure and quickly left.

She cried and laughed. Behind her, Zong Pu whispered: "Yes, it's not a dream, it's a psychedelic medicine. This is your brother's other hospital, and the leader once lived here."

...

Shangguan Jinghong searched the Lang's three other villas overnight.

In the third place near the outskirts of Biezhuang, there were no slaves, only a pool of blood in the courtyard, like a broken thread beads extending to the door, and then it was broken.

The blood is not fresh, it is an old one a few days ago.

The master servant seemed to come in a hurry in one night, and disappear in a hurry in the night.

*****

Lang Linling's bedroom.

Xianger tremblingly helped Lang Linling back to the side. Lang Linling quietly watched the painting overturned by the man on the table. The inkstone was tilted horizontally, thick and light ink pouring down, ticking.

The man in front of him had an iron face like ice, his eyes cruel and cruel, like Shura from the depths of hell.

"Say, where did you move the leader from Biezhuang? If you don't say it, don't blame me being rude to the Lang family. Tonight, I will kill your maid first."

*****

The heart was a little heavy, as if being pressed by something, the leader slowly opened his eyes, but what was greeted was a man's sturdy arm across her chest.

She was taken aback, the feeling that her skin was so smooth that she was not wearing any clothes!

Under the moonlit night, the horrible scene before the coma suddenly became clear.

Suddenly, her arms were clasped by big hands, and she was so scared that she retreated to the bed rail, with too much force, and hit the bed. Mu, she was in pain, a voice rang in her ear, "Where did she hit?"

She slowly turned sideways to look at the man who was on the same bed next to her, with a strand of hair scattered, and staring at her with elbows squinted, his eyes gentle and deep.

Her face was gray, "Shangguan was shocked."

"No, you are not the Shangguan Jinghong..."