Chapter 1365: a red dragonfly

"Don't scream, or Laozi will insert you ten thousand." Fu Zheng said when he took out the cloth in his mouth.
The white tiger helped the master to bite his teeth and did not dare to cry out loud.
The pain of the broken arm, he really wants to die.
But you can't die, the more painful you are.
"Say!" Fu Zheng cold channel.
White Tiger helped the head quickly: "I said, I said, I said all!"
"Three days ago, there was a son and an old man who came here to find me. He said that he would buy a person's life and bid for three thousand two gold. Three thousand two gold is the income of our white tiger for two years. I will, I will be there for a while. When the ghosts are fascinated, they agree."
"Who is the surname? What is it like? Where is the person?" Fu Zheng asked directly.
The white tiger helper shook his head again and again: "I really don't know what he is calling. I only listen to the old man calling him a son, and the jade belt is also very beautiful. It is that the foot is not normal when walking. It seems to be a little lame."
Chu Yu’s brows gradually swelled and his face sank suddenly.
Is there a red dragonfly on the left eyebrow?

Chu Yu had been sitting in the chair and didn't speak, and didn't make any noise. This suddenly made a sound, and the white tiger helper was shocked. He didn't know what to say.
Fu Zheng smashed him again: "Ask you, is there a red dragonfly on the left eyebrow?"
The white tiger helper nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, there is a red dragonfly on the left eyebrow, which looks very eye-catching."
Chu Yu did not speak again, and Fu Zheng threw the dagger in his hand in front of him. "You have broken it."
The white tiger lord has long expected that this will be the end, dead or broken, is a waste person, how can he return to the white tiger to help the lord? Those enemies who want him to die every day will naturally not give him a chance to live. Now he is dead and suffers less.
He shook his hands and picked up the dagger on the ground, holding it in his hand, facing his heart, but he couldn't get his hand.
Fu Zheng didn't want to waste time, just kicked it up and happened to put the dagger into his heart, and he died a little later.
The secret dragon guard came out and packed up the room and then retired.
"Lighting?" Fu Zheng asked.
Chu Hao shook his head: "No."
Fu Zheng walked back to him and asked: "Do you believe what this person said?"
Chu Hao nodded: "Letter, why don't you believe? Some things can be compiled, and some things can't be compiled."
The person who has an ankle, knows very few people. If you don’t see it with your own eyes, how can you make it up?
"But he already --"
After paying for the words, I will live in the mouth, yeah, even if I am being banned? The rules are dead and the people are alive.
If he wants to go out and make some methods and means, he can always come out.
In addition, the Empress Dowager has not died yet, and now she is still living in the palace.
Although Su Jia, the mother of the Empress Dowager, has gradually declined in these years, she has been an extremely brilliant person and a very ambitious family.
As the saying goes, the ship has three thousand nails, not to mention the two queens of the Su family.
When the emperor died, it seems that they are going to make another noise.
"The emperor, we have not received the letter from Kyoto for three days, will there be anything wrong?"
This is exactly what Chu Yu is worried about. Every day, he sends someone to send a letter back to Kyoto, letting the master know his whereabouts. Once he is relieved, the second is also a confession.