Chapter 100: Daughter body

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This is an unfamiliar face that Ding Yi hasn't seen, and no trace of disguise.
Before coming to Sun Mansion, Yuan Baozhen also said that he came with Xiao Jue as his nephew, the young master in Youzhi Zhilang Mansion, and the famous "waste son" of Shuojing City. I just mentioned it casually and didn't elaborate. After all, they didn't expect that at that time, such a waste boy who seemed to have no threat would disrupt the whole game.
He will not be the real Cheng Lisu, the young master who raised Jin Zunyu in the capital of Shuo, and he will never have such a fierce look.
Who is he? Under the arrangement of Xiao Jue? But why did Xiao Jue arrange for him to look at him with such eyes? It seems as if they have had a feud.
Looking at the teenager in front of him, Ding Yi said: "Are you pretending to be a ghost here?"
He Yan chuckled: "Are you afraid?"
Ding Yi's smile narrowed slightly: "Your stiff mouth is unflattering." After all, the dagger in his sleeve suddenly grew a few inches, and he quickly rushed to He Yan.
He Yan turned around and flew up.
The two figures wrestled together, and the silhouette reflected on the window was particularly strange. If the servants of Sun Man passed by at this moment, the rumor would be confirmed.
He Yan was slightly surprised.
She was hit by He Rufei at that time. It was the soup medicine sent by the person in front of her that made her blind. She always thought that Ding Yiyi was a little man who did things for He Rufei. Later, when she saw Yuan Baozhen, she knew that this person had a good skill, but only when she came up to fight in person did she realize that Ding Yi was more powerful than she thought.
His skill is far above that day, the assassin's head Yingyue. This skill is not to say, and he is also extremely cautious and conservative. He will never shoot without a complete grasp. So even if it was the night banquet, he also acted as the last piece, and he would never make a shot until last resort. The same is true for the fragrant ball. You must wait until Xiao Jue is poisoned and very weak before moving to ensure a fatal blow.
Today, Ding Yi set a trap and waited for He Yan to enter the pit, but that is how he is so good, even a 16-year-old young man won't really go anywhere.
This person is both conceited and careful. Conceit is conceited by one's skill and ability. To be cautious is to be careful in doing things without fail.
Not to be underestimated.
Ding Yi was shocked.
He has never seen such an opponent.
Heard that the right army governor Xiao Jue was both a martial artist and a rare opponent. He really wanted to fight against one another, but He He, as Qian Qiandingwan had instructed, could not fight head-on with Xiao Jue, but had to secretly shoot and wait for the opportunity to move. A person like him can never be upright and competing with others. Like a mouse hidden in a ditch, he can only hide in the dark. There is no place to show martial arts in the empty space, just like Jinyi night walk.
Ding Yi's heart is not regrettable.
The young man was mysterious and made him eager to try. He wants to defeat him with fairness and integrity, and then use him to calculate Xiao Jue, so that he can show his ability. However, after such a fight, I knew that I was the one who took care of myself.
The young man's skill is not weak.
The dagger brushed over He Yan's head, and Ding patted them one by one on the left shoulder of He Yan, taking her back a few steps, and knocked down the Buddha statue on the table.
"You are disrespectful to the Buddha image." He Yan said: "Aren't you afraid of the Buddha image coming to you at night?"
Ding Yi looked at her with displeasure and saw that the teenager had slapped him. He sneered: "You know a Buddha here represents a dead person, you will join them soon."
He Yan stretched his hand and touched his shoulder, revealing a horrified look: "Well, don't tell ghost stories at night!" As the mouth said, the dagger in his hand pricked without hesitation.
Ding evaded, dagger lifted his hat off and landed on the ground.
He Yan sighed, she didn't have any weapons when she went out. This dagger was the one used to cut the venison on the first day at the Sun Palace dinner. Xiao Jue was stabbed at that time, and she rushed in to help in a hurry. This dagger, which cuts venison, looks too gorgeous and not practical at the moment.
She was thinking that Ding Yi had come forward again. He Yan avoided the tip of his knife and was slapped on the back with his palm, feeling the sweetness in his throat.
Although Ding Yi uses a dagger, he prefers to confront with bare hands. This person is very confident in his skill, this is the case.
"Fucked me with two palms, I could still stand," Ding Yi glanced, "You are the first."
He Yan swallowed the blood from his throat and showed a smile: "You can beat me with two palms and you are still alive."
"Smiling teeth." Ding Yi said, running again.
He Yan turned and fled to the window.
Miss He's body is still too weak. This is the case of Xu Shitian God. There is no absolute fairness in the world. Women's minds are more delicate and meticulous than men's, and their bodies are destined to be weaker than men. Even though she was brave and warrior in her previous life, she is only a 16-year-old girl. Before the spring day of this year, she never even had half of the martial arts.
Less powerful than Ding Yi.
"You want to run away now?" Ding Yi laughed and reached out to grab He Yan's shirt and pulled it back. He Yan was pulled back by him and fell into the Buddha's niche.
Fragrant ash spilled into the air.
"No one will come here at night." Ding Yi smiled: "No one dared to come, you can only wait here to die."
He Yan stood up, kicked a Buddha statue in front of him, and laughed: "I was a dead man."
She acted casually, but she was so familiar with Ding Yijian that she was stunned for a while.
Ding Yi is He Rufei's men and has followed He Rufei for many years. They have been living in the other courtyard, far away from Shuo Jing. In the past years, He Rufei cultivated Ding Yi as a deceased. Ding Yihao has excellent skills, can make drugs, can disguise, and is thoughtful. Even if he is a man of others, it is also an excellent one.
Naturally, it is natural to have a useful place, but when they return to Shuojing, Ding Yi’s first task is to prepare a bowl of blinding poison and give Grandma Xu, that is, He Rufei Cousin sent.
He was very dissatisfied with this task at the time, and did not know why He Rufei had to order the cousin to be killed. The battle between women is a matter of the back house, and what can be used for him? Ding Yi was insulted consciously.
He Rufei told him: "You should not underestimate her. Be careful when you act, and don't get caught."
Ding Yi is very strange, where can a woman go? Why should he be careful.
Half curious and half disdainful, Ding entered the Xu's house and stayed at the Xu's house for three days.
It was these three days that made him discover that Grandma Xu was really not a simple woman. She is extremely sensitive, sometimes Ding Yi hides in the dark and wants to observe her, she can immediately find out that something is wrong. Several times, Ding Yi almost exposed the trail.
In the end, he had no choice but to hide in the Xu family with the identity of He Rufei. Although Grandma Xu was cautious and sensitive, she trusted the He family very much and gave him a chance. He still remembers that bowl of medicine for Grandma Xu at that time. Grandma Xu heard that it was a tonic from the He family. Without thinking about it, she drank her head clean. He had a feeling in his heart that he didn't know what it was. Such a woman, with such skill and ability, if she played well, she would have to work hard to take her life. But as long as the people around you do it, such a bowl of medicine can get what you want without even bothering.
No wonder people always say that only those around you can be really hurt by deception.
During those three days, Ding Yi also noticed some of Grandma Xu's small habits. For example, sometimes there is something in front of her, like falling branches, she always loves to kick away. She kicked away seemingly casual, but very hard, which is actually very rude among women in big households. Grandma Xu also knows this, so every time she kicks away something unconsciously, she will react. If no one is around, she will leave if nothing happens. If anyone is, they apologize apologetically and apologetically.
When she was doing this, her always flat face would show a vitality. As if this is the real her. So after a long time, Ding Yi quickly remembered Grandma Xu's appearance, but still remembered her kicking the branch in front of her eyes.
And just now, the teenager in front kicked off the Buddha statue at his feet, and the movement and expression suddenly coincided with Grandma Xu in Ding Yi's memory.
But how could he be Grandma Xu?
After drinking the bowl of medicine, Grandma Xu became blind. Ding Yi thought that things would stop there. Until the spring of this year, when he was at the He family, he heard that Grandma Xu fell into the pond and drowned.
Ding Yi would not think that she was a real drowning in a loss of foot. When Gain He Rufei and the He family heard about it, they were not surprised except for the wife of Erfang. I want to know it long ago.
What will make the entire He family kill the married daughter in such a hurry and become a blind man without worrying about her life? He recalled afterwards, and he gradually came up with a clue.
He Rufei lived in the other courtyard for many years and returned to Shuojing, turning into general Feihong. Ding Yi thought it was the He family who found a substitute to replace He Rufei. Since He Rufei came back, the substitute should die. But what if the substitute is a woman?
This sounds incredible, but it is not impossible. Especially when Ding thought of Grandma Xu’s alertness and skill, it was by no means an ordinary woman. Especially when I heard that Grandma Xu was blind, she didn’t feel helpless, but tried to listen to the sound to distinguish the shape. Perhaps it was because of this that the He family was uneasy.
What they need is an obedient blind man. If the blind man can still walk, move, and speak, it is not reassuring enough.
Grandma Xu, who was blinded by him, may be the famous General Feihong. Whenever he thinks about this, Ding Yi is proud and regretful. It is proud to have settled the Xiqiang chaos, and how many people have been discouraged, General Feihong has been defeated by such a small person. It is a pity that although he calculated Grandma Xu, it was not a fair and grand, but just a bowl of medicine.
Lights and shadows were enough, and the appearance of the teenagers became blurred. He Yan's eyes twitched: "It's not a good habit to be preoccupied during a fight." It was her movements that accompanied her voice, as briskly as ghosts, she had reached Ding Yi in the blink of an eye.
"Pouting", the dagger crossed his sleeve, leaving a blood mark, and He Yan stabbed his arm.
"Are you able to tolerate this?" Ding Yi's eyes flickered with excitement and a little disdain. This young boy is definitely not General Feihong, General Feihong... more than this ability.
He dismissed the sleeves that had come apart disapprovingly, and looked at He Yan with a smile: "Whether you are a man or a ghost, you will die today!"
He rushed towards He Yan.
The room was originally very spacious, but because it was filled with Buddha statues, it seemed narrow and forced. Ding Yi learned martial arts from a young age, with deep internal force, and tricky and dangerous means. He Yan played four or five strokes with him. The spot where he was photographed was bruised. The heaviest wound was his back, which was cut by Ding Yi's blade.
The window was in front of her, but it was difficult to escape. She was caught and thrown to the ground. Ding Yi grabbed her head and looked at her in doubt: "Who are you?"
"Who do you think I am?" The young man's lips overflowed with blood, but his expression didn't care, as if he didn't know the pain, even his smile never changed.
In a trance, Ding Yi thought of Grandma Xu again. This association made him uncomfortable, and the hands holding He Yan's neck tightened more and more, he said: "If you don't tell me who you are, I'll kill you, buried on the ground here, there are gods and Buddha everywhere Charm, you will never live forever, so," he said gently, coquettishly: "Who are you?"
This young man's skill is already very good, and he feels familiar to him again, Ding Yi is not willing to pass the truth.
But He Yan heard the words, but she laughed. She smiled and coughed up blood. She smiled and said: "You, I haven't told you long ago. I'm a wicked ghost crawling out of the land. Even I can come and go freely. This charm and Buddha statue, but clay paper, shouldn’t be true. You’re so fooled, does your master He Rufei know?"
He even knew He Rufei, Ding was stunned, and his expression suddenly changed: "What else do you know?" He subconsciously touched behind him, but touched an empty space.
The young man's face was still in front of him, with a surging smile on his face. Ding Yi noticed that he was not right. The dagger in his hand went straight through, but the young man just woke up at first and gently withdrew.
With a small plum blossom dart in her hand, she played against a Buddhist altar and said, "This is your killer skill? Still hidden in her arms. If you haven't been beaten so many times, you really can't find any."
Ding Yi's complexion sank in an instant: "Are you kidding me?"
"Don't dare," the teenager smiled. "It's just that I can't plant on the same person twice. It's just prepared. It's not your fault, you hid it very well."
In his previous life, this man sent a bowl of medicine and He Yan was blind. Seeing him again in this life, the glass of wine at the banquet seemed strange. In Yuan Bao's town house, Ding Yi even replaced her with a fragrant ball. If people who are not poisoned are often used, where can they carry so many poisoned things with them?
With a preconceived impression, she paid special attention to this person. Ding Yi's fingertips turned black, as if immersed in the potion all year round, and his skin was chapped. This is a pair of poisonous hands, plus the hearts of the gang of assassins before. I want to come to this man to take a tricky way, with a poisoned hidden weapon hidden on his body. The dagger is just a blind eye. The real killer is this poisoned plum blossom dart.
It's not difficult to fight him close. It's not difficult if this man is made urgent and the killer is used, ranging from serious injuries to heavy deaths.
She observed Ding Yi and was very conceited. Although she has a dagger in her body, she is accustomed to fighting her with bare hands and is confident that she is not weaker than her. Therefore, He Yan deliberately revealed flaws, pretending to be physically weak, just an ordinary teenager with a slight skill, but slightly inferior. Sure enough, but it was necessary, and Ding Yi began to underestimate the enemy.
And she successfully touched Ding Yi's "kill."
Ding Yi ruthlessly said: "I must kill you."
"Do you think you still have this chance?" He Yan snapped her fingers: "Now you are beaten."
The two figures fluttered together. The teenager who seemed to have a weaker internal force was indeed all disguised before. She moved faster and more violently, but she had to kick Ding Yi's dagger in his hand and drew away from his big palm Without looking back, he stabbed in the backhand and dagger stabbed Ding Yi in the waist.
"You..." He widened his eyes incredulously.
He Yan kicked his knee, Ding Yi was kneeled down before kicking, He Yan grabbed his hair and said, "Now I should ask."
"Why did He Rufei kill Xiao Jue? Are you doing things for Xu Xiang? Xu Xiang promised you what benefits, what exactly does He Rufei do?"
She said quickly and urgently. Ding froze for a moment and smiled slowly.
"I won't say it," he said. "Say, you will kill me right away. You might as well try it. Is there any way to make me speak."
His smile was even a bit rogue.
He Yan had seen the expression on this face many times, and he was no stranger. When she was in the Fuyue Army, some prisoners quickly surrendered to the rebels when they captured the enemy, while others were deceased. They would rather die than speak. No matter how words and deeds are used to force confessions, they will not speak. In the end, the trial of prisoners will be full of frustration.
The expression on Ding Yi's face is the expression that "the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water". He said right now, he didn't say anything, it seemed that he had left a way of life, but he was actually playing with He Yan. If he is an ordinary person, he will be fooled, and Xu Hui will keep him alive. In the future, his fellow party who will be Ding Yi will get a chance and will rescue him.
But He Yan is not an ordinary person, nor will he be fooled.
She looked at Ding Yi and suddenly said: "You just kept asking me who I am, who do you think of?"
Ding Yi suddenly changed his face, staring at her face without speaking.
"Don't you find it weird? You have only met me a few times, how do I know you have a poisonous hidden weapon hidden in your body, and be prepared to be alert in advance. The wine at the dinner is also a reminder from me, how can I know?"
Ding Yi sneered: "Less to pretend to be a ghost. Kill me if you have the ability."
"If I have no enmity with you, I will not kill you, but what is the use of keeping you, I live, originally for revenge."
"The gods and gods testified that I didn't lie." He Yan smiled as if to cater to this strange atmosphere. On the autumn night, a thunder suddenly sounded, and the house was lit by lightning. A round of cause and effect many years ago.
"You once gave a bowl of medicine to a woman, and the woman was blind." The young man said in a voice.
"Guess if I am that woman." She laughed.
Ding Yi struggled: "You are..."
Halfway through his words, his eyes widened suddenly, a trace of blood spilled from his lips, and his eyes quickly dissipated.
The plum dart stabbed into his throat, the thorn was very deep, but for a moment, he uttered his life.
He Yan stood up and looked at the people at his feet. Ding Yi's body lay in the golden glittering Buddha statue, as if irony. She whispered: "Change yourself to die here to see if you can be superborn."
She turned and went out.
Ding Yi can't stay. Such a person, she doesn't even know where to go to hide. If Xiao Jue knows, asking her why she listened to the He family, He Yan couldn't explain. As a dead man, he refused to reveal his secrets, and his life was meaningless. Moreover, this person is wicked enough to die.
Died here is his best ending. It will take several days to know that this yard is haunted and someone wants to find his body.
There was thunder and thunder outside, and autumn rain started, and He Yan stumbled toward the house.
Although she used her as a bait to entice Ding Yi to relax her vigilance, she did suffer a lot. Today, her body is not as good as her predecessor, and Ding Yi is not an idle person. She may underestimate He Rufei's power. The wound on the back was showered with rain, and the blood stains followed the rain to the yard and was quickly washed away. He Yan felt that all his strength was disappearing.
This is probably the most embarrassing time since her rebirth. Fortunately, when she went out, Xiao Jue and Feinu were not there, just for a little while, and they didn't come back if they wanted to come. She had to rush back quickly to change her clothes, pretending nothing had happened.
When the house was near, He Yan jumped in through the window, and he was relieved to see that there was nobody in the room.
She whispered, "Fortunately, she was not found."
As soon as the voice fell, someone's voice came.
"You are too happy to be too early."
With a snap, the room was suddenly bright, and He Yan froze.
There was a man sitting in the middle of the table in front of him. He was playing with the fire fold in his hand. The lights were swaying on the table. The man had a beautiful eyebrow and a neat dress. He glanced at her sideways: "Is it back?"
It was Xiao Jue.
He Yan shuddered, quickly recovered, and quickly said: "Uncle! This is a misunderstanding. I just discovered that I can see it, and I met an assassin outside..."
Before she finished talking, she saw that the young man sitting in front of the little boy had reached his eyes, and pulled a sword to stab at her chest. He Yan hurriedly reached out to block it, but the tip of the sword did not want her life. Bianer opened her shirt.
"Xilah--"
The blood-stained clothes are all broken into pieces. The girl's body is white and weak, wrapped in a layer of white cloth on her chest, as if it contains a bud.
He Yan's face suddenly turned red.
Xiao Jue was ringing from behind her, the scabbard pressed against He Yan's neck, breathing with each other, and the sword was crossbowed.
"The liar is active."
He tickled the corner of his lips, as if he had approved the lazy and handsome white robe boy under the tree, with a slight sneer in his voice, and said indifferently: "Should I call you He Yan, or Miss He?"
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