Chapter 1739: People, I am jealous.

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The soldiers on the tower of the city looked around around the carriage underneath, still not moving. "The gate cannot be opened. You should find another place."
"Grandpa, it’s better to come out, you really have to die, or it won’t."
The soldier did not see the following on the city tower, and then did not know how to think about it. He even said "waiting" and he came down.
He opened the city door with a slit, stared at the person standing in front, and looked at it in the future. The former slick person was busy welcoming him, smiling and stuffing a pocket bag to the soldier. In the hands.
"Grandpa, please make it convenient."
The soldier turned the money bag in his hand, but the corner of his mouth was a glimpse. He did not realize that there was someone next to the wall. "Man, I am."
The man smiled and was busy leading people forward.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the three people who had been hiding in the city wall sneaked in from the gate that had never been closed.
Under the silver moon, the three people had previously hidden the walls of the city wall, and a few drops of red blood, such as a soldering iron, were printed on the ground.
After the soldiers saw it, they saw that there were people, but they still didn't loose their mouths. They only said that they would wait for them, they would give them a doctor, and then they would not have the following.
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Yubei City looked at the secret letter sent from the hand. After carefully watching it, the darkness of the bottom of the Loudi was dark, and a dangerous color was faintly opened. The secret letter in his hand was turned into a powder in his hand.
Molington behind him felt bad, thought about it, or said: "Lord, but what happened?"
There is some hunch in his heart, and he always feels that the "big things" that can make Qibei City move is less likely to be related to the stranger.
In the northern part of the city, the ink color is beating in danger, and the coldness of the whole body is lingering. "The secret letter is fake, and I am afraid that someone has been restless."
The secret letter is nothing to do, the writing is also normal, but the penpower is not enough, like the hand of a woman.
Mo Ling was shocked, and one of his hearts might faintly jump out. He couldn’t help but be cautiously tempted. "Is it difficult... is the Nanhe girl?"
Wubei City did not answer, Mo Ling knew that he was the default, and his heart was cold, his brows wrinkled.
Nanhe can still be of great use today. If it is what she did, then things will be troublesome.
Thinking about it, he was busy transferring the topic and said: "Right, the Lord, we have received news that those people have entered the city."
"Yeah." Yubei City made a nasal sound from the nasal cavity, and then threw a token to Mo Ling. "You are here to clean up the mess. Everyone can listen to you. In addition, there is a horse ready, I want Go back first."
Mo Ling’s brow suddenly twisted and hesitated.
On the Lord, the troubles left by those people are not small. Many of them have to be personally released. You must start the day before you return.

The brow furrow of Wubei City was slightly unrecognizable, and the eyebrows were dyed with some incomprehensible colors. However, in a blink of an eye, it became more and more cold and indifferent. "When you scream, everyone will be called, and you can’t delay for a while. The same is true tomorrow."
"Yes." Mo Ling wanted to ask two more questions, but when he saw the cold side face of Beibei City, he could no longer ask, and he had to answer it.
"You also go to rest, and you don't miss the things of tomorrow." In the north of the city, seeing Mo Ling still not leaving, he said casually, until Mo Ling went far, he was still alone in the house, and he looked deep and looked. Do not think too much.
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Moshanghua knows that Nanhe is a wise man. Most of them will guess that she is afraid that Nanhe will send people to kill people. She must have thought that she will be prepared for it today, so she will not send someone. After a few days, she relaxes her vigilance and is assassinating.
Therefore, this night of strangeness is a particularly stable sleep.
In the early morning of the second day, Qin Yalai waited for her to get up and wash, and she said: "Wang Hao, you expected to be really good, there was really no big movement last night."
When she paused, her voice turned. "But the slaves were afraid that the miscellaneous things would be incompetent. They arranged a few reliable people to sneak in the house. When they changed jobs in the middle of the night, they actually caught an attempt. Awkward prostitute, Wang Hao, do you want to be?"
"Oh, naturally, you have to be embarrassed, otherwise how can the master behind her know and know." In the flower garden, a thin and delicate color was drawn, such as a flower flap, which was like a mockery.
"Yes." Qin Ya heard the words, put down his bamboo poles, and went down to the door of the small whisper and whispered two sentences.
Not long after, a prostitute was taken in by two small detainees.
When the prostitute came in, he slammed into the ground and slammed the opening. "Slaves, slaves have seen the king."
When Qin Ya saw a prostitute like this, he did not pick up a sigh and whispered: "Since you dare to do something like this, why bother to be like this, now you have nothing to accept, and you will not be embarrassed later. past."
Although the sound is small, but it is still clearly introduced into the ears of the prostitute, her body will shake even more.
How many people in the house do not know, how can she not be afraid of her eyes?
The flowers on the side of the dressing table are just right, and the eyebrows are still indifferent. They don’t recognize the emotions, but they make people feel hairless.
Time has always been precious, I have a lot of things to do today, I don’t want much. When you waste this precious time, you will explain it yourself, lest I always ask trouble."
As she said, her lightness turned like a water, and she opened a few bites of color. "If it is dragged for a long time, it will delay my business, or if it is half-false, you will have to think about it, how to apologize."
The word "accusation of sin" has put a heavy tone on her mouth. As if she had already given the trial book, she also made the prostitute clearly realize that this person in front of her can easily determine her life and death. She did not have to choose.
The prostitute looked up and looked at the stranger who was still calm, and the fear in his heart became more and more uneasy. He thought about it for a while, and he did not dare to delay it. He was too busy to confess.
"When back to the king, slaves, and slaves, when they were initially arranged to serve in the dockyard, they got the greeting of Mrs. Yun and let the slaves stare at you. But the slaves have never dared to give them a chance to send reliable news. Later, Mrs. Yun was not used, and the slaves followed Mrs. Ping."
"So, what happened yesterday was what she told you to do?" The flowers on the street were expected, and the words were still unsettled.
When the prostitute listened to the tone of the flower, she also understood that everything was known, and the more chilling, the nod was like a garlic.
Qin Ya came forward, her face was a little bad, and the voice was a little cold. "She is honest, but in the end it is something that is outside the food, Wang Hao, it is a good punishment."