Chapter 121: Handle a case

Gu Jinghong immediately smiled, got up, brushed his pendulum a few times, walked in front of the Fuzi, snatched the fan she was blowing in the wind, Bai Jiyu's hand fluttered, but she blew herself up, but also smoothly Take it away: "Idle, panic, go outside, you just stay here."
Talking, I ran away as soon as I left, leaving only Fuzi still holding the fan, with a black face, looking at the direction where Gu Jinghong left, not the emperor, everyone knows you are going to see Minnie Why do you explain it?
Gu Jinghong arrived as if he was a guilty conscience and ran faster than ever. When was his prestigious emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Honor, so embarrassed, not to see Pei Zhuang, forbearance! He put up the fan and went to where Pei Zhuang was healing.
At the door, there was a series of people who came to see the patient from outside the room. This Gu Jinghong just wanted to squeeze in, and squeezed it out again. He lifted his toes and saw only a few hairs of Pei Zhuang. This would be Xiao Yuan. Turning his face dark, there was a grim sigh around him. The people around him all gave way, but ...
"Well, you go out first, don't prevent me from seeing a doctor. Do you want to prevent everyone from seeing the disease?"
But he was successfully kicked out by Pei Zhuang, and everyone looked at Gu Jinghong who came out with a black face. His insidiousness made everyone avoid three feet. How can the three kings who can go to the heavens give up, but ... On the roof and the tile house, Gu Jinghong is viewed from above.
"Emperor, do you have a front door and do not go on the roof." I do n’t know when I was watching Pei Zhuang and the fascinating Gu Jinghong sounded a faint voice. I was about to punch and found out that since he was Laner, he was cold With a face, I had to cough awkwardly, posing for many years of indifference,
The eyebrow raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth sank: "Look up at the scenery?" Lan Er felt the corners of his eyes beating, and didn't want to explain to him. With a look that I understood, he looked away from the roof. Gu Jinghong kept With this expression, convinced that Laner would not come back again, he turned to see Pei Zhuang.
Through that cool daylight, hitting the woman's face below, Pei Zhuang was sitting on the chair at this moment, holding the silver needle in one hand, and pulsed the patient with one hand. She was wearing dark jade jade and wearing a moon-colored background. White mirror-patterned robe, a pair of eyes, flowing gently, eyebrows, lips, colorful and charming, fascinated Gu Jinghong to see, the spring water in my heart slowly swayed, as if it could not be cured anyway, this is my own what happened.
At this moment, Pei Zhuang's eyes suddenly glanced up at the roof. These eyes scared Gu Jinghong and flew down the roof. When he got on the roof again, a man in a black brocade came in. A pair of thieves look wrong, how wrong it looks.
Gu Jinghong's brow frowned. Looking at this figure, he always felt that something was wrong with him. He was familiar with it. Suddenly, when the bright light was refracted from the sleeve of the heart, it was the light reflected from the blade.
Suddenly, a man flew from the crowd. This was Gu Jinghong. He quickly pulled Pei Zhuang, the knife flashed, and rubbed Gu Jinghong's arm. His eyes were cold and he gave the other a kick.
Rotated a few in the air, the black manroland cape wavy as he fluttered. Originally, Pei Zhuang was still struggling in his arms. At first glance, the bones of the man holding his hand were clear. The graceful attitude, the faint tea fragrant incense straight into her nasal cavity, looked up, it turned out to be Gu Jinghong.
After Gu Jinghong landed, she immediately turned Pei makeup into a large 360-degree circle, and Zai carefully looked at her, then pulled her behind her, her voice was strangely cold: "Stay behind me . "
After speaking, the black robe flew, and the fan grabbed from Fuzi spun out of the sleeve, and hit the opponent's head slightly and very accurately with the fan handle, and then a kick kicked by the eaves. The black man seemed to be Unwilling, about to punch, but saw Gu Jinghong holding his arm and fold back, the man in black screamed, fell to his knees, Gu Jinghong stood, his eyes staring down at him from high.
He had a smile on his face, a kind of creepy smile, clear and shallow, it seemed to be drawn with ink pen, and sternly said, "Who sent you? Are you looking for death?"
The other side didn't say, Gu Jinghong snorted, threw down his folded arm disgustingly, and walked to Pei Zhuang, only to see that Pei Zhuang did not look at himself at all, but saw the people behind the appeasement, Xiao Yuan returned With a bitter smile.
"Pei Zhuang ... hey ..." Gu Jinghong suddenly covered his arm that was just scratched, and called out, and from time to time he went to Pei Zhuang.
Pei Zhuang heard his call and turned to look at him. His lips were a little white, but there was no painful expression on his face. He only called a few times and pierced her with his peach eyes. Pei Zhuang It's really hard to laugh, just the magnificent and bright person.
She pulled him over and tore off his brocade. In fact, the flesh was blurred. The fight just got deeper just now, and Pei Zhuang's heart suddenly hurt.
Suddenly, Xiao Yuangui's eyebrows bent, and he gently lifted Pei Zhuang's hand, and lifted the black robe gently, grasping the man in black who was about to leave, pressing his arm again.
The man in black looked up at him, and Pei Zhuang, who was standing behind him, stood up. The man in black saw her, smiled, and flew the knife in her hand toward her. Gu Jinghong's eyes flashed, and he couldn't stop the cold light. He issued and was about to drop him to protect Pei Zhuang, but the other party seemed to want her to die and hug his feet.
Seeing that the blade was about to cut Pei Zhuang, she threw three silver needles out of her sleeve and cracked the flying knife.
Gu Jinghong turned his head, a sharp light flashed in the ink pupils, like an endless abyss, and the eyebrows were slightly raised, as beautiful as tickling, his
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The voice froze like water under the sea: "What are you doing ...?"
The pupils of the man in black narrowed sharply, full of fear, listening to his scream, and the other arm was also folded, Gu Jinghong pushed him in front of Pei Zhuang.
At this moment, Pei Zhuang is not in the mood to see the doctor again, but she only saw a few people who were more seriously ill, soothing these people to leave, and in a blink of an eye, they looked at the man in black with cold eyes. Why? Will someone assassinate her?
"Careful!" Gu Jinghong looked at the man in black with a pale face, and came forward to stop, but found that the corner of his mouth was bloody, and he committed suicide ... Suddenly Pei Zhuang went and smelled it, and suddenly Pei Zhuang had eyes Turn around and hold on to Gu Jinghong's clothes: "Emperor, go back to that official uniform's home"
Looking at the tied people in the room, the sweltering air was flowing inside, and it seemed that the atmosphere was a little hot, and it made Pei Zhuang's heart feel a little strange. She was flustered, feeling that this matter was definitely not easy.
She turned around in the room a few times, her frowns froze, her eyes waved, her indescribable emotions, Gu Jinghong in the distance circling her hands, leaning behind the door, her mouth raised a smile that she didn't know what it meant Come, as if in the middle of the night, the eyes are staring at the woman who is turning around at this moment.
He brushed the ash on his robe and walked with a smile, Pei Zou was lowering her head, and when she saw a shadow behind her approaching herself, she suddenly raised her head, but just hit her chin. "He hissed." He grumbled, touching his chin, "How could it be so unfocused?"