Seven Shows Chapter 72:

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The rain didn't last long, but it wasn't too short, but at least it was enough to make a detour to the guards at the bottom of the mountain and go back and forth.

The beef soup is not the protagonist after all, she jumped more simply, and died more simply, the guard found her under the cliff.

Therefore, jumping off the cliff is risky, and there are still rare lives. However, these things made by beef soup really fell into the hands of the guards of Baiyun City, and they definitely couldn't survive. Ye Guhong is no longer likable, he is also the young master of Baiyun City Hall anyway. Being treated like this, it is impossible to forgive her. once. After all, it was a death. Although such a death was painful at the time, it was considered once and for all, and there was no aftermath.

Hearing these news, Lu Xiaofeng was in a trance for a moment. But the beef soup has done countless evils by himself, that is, Lu Xiaofeng has a heart for Xiangxiyu, and when he encounters such a cruel girl, his heart is shaken, he just looks at the beautiful girl a bit unable to move his legs, but it is not really weak in his legs. What's more, he was full of attention by Yuan Suiyun's affairs, and at the end he just sighed.

The matter has come to this point. Although the clue was cut off because of the death of beef soup, Yuan Suiyun was obviously included in the list of key suspicions by Lu Xiaofeng. The behavior of beef soup did not bring any benefit to Yuan Suiyun. Although the process was far behind, Qiu Shuiqing's goal was achieved in the end.

Lu Xiaofeng suspected that he had gone to Yuan Suiyun. In order to prevent Ye Gucheng from being pitted by Yuan Suiyun, he planned to talk to Ye Gucheng.

But before, Lu Xiaofeng felt that he had to talk to Jiang Li.

Yuan Suiyun showed up to Jiang Li before. When he didn't doubt him, Lu Xiaofeng didn't think there was anything. At this time, it seemed that Lu Xiaofeng also felt that he had bad intentions. Although Jiang Li's attitude towards Lu Xiaofeng seems not to be "kind", since Lu Xiaofeng no longer doubted Jiang Li, she naturally regarded her as her own. It might be a bit inappropriate to say that she was a friend, but she didn't want Jiang Li to be pitted. The heart is true.

Lu Xiaofeng turned around to see Jiang Li.

Jiang Li seemed to be a little tired at this time. She had a futon under her, leaning on a pillar beside her, closing her eyes and resting her mind. Those cold and ridiculous eyes were closed, and it was as quiet as an ink painting at this time. Although it was raining outside, there was no wind. Her white hair was draped softly behind her, with only a few strands hanging in front of her neck, which made Lu Xiaofeng want to reach out and touch it.

Just thinking about it, Lu Xiaofeng knew that if he dared to reach out, Jiang Li would dare to chop off his hand.

Lu Xiaofeng shook hands and finally let go.

Because of the previous treatment of Ye Guhong, Jiang Li was also stained with blood stains at this time, but it was inconspicuous on her red dress. But it was clear that after Lu Xiaofeng's eyes fell to the bloodstain, he also faintly felt a throbbing sensation. It was not strong, let alone thrilling, but it was unprecedented.

Lu Xiaofeng has experienced heart-piercing pain, but this feeling is really the first time. He opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say, so he subconsciously touched his heart, and found that his heart was beating extremely hard. Abnormally powerful, his inner strength is deep, even after a fierce chase before, his heartbeat at that time was not as fast as it is now.

Perhaps Lu Xiaofeng's vision was too obvious, Jing Wuming moved to Jiang Li without a trace, blocking her gaze for her.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly.

At this moment, he suddenly envied Ye Guhong a little, even if he was so badly injured and he is still in a coma, but at least he and Jiang Li are the closest, and it's almost an hour. Lu Xiaofeng thought, if he were to be replaced by him, he would probably be willing to do this for a while, at least he would now.

But many things can't be solved by thinking. Lu Xiaofeng had been thinking about dying Xue Bing before, but now he doesn’t think about it anymore. He knows that he is a bastard, but the situation is easy to change, and his nature is hard to change. If Lu Xiaofeng becomes a bastard, changes his mind, and re-behaves, then he will not be Lu Xiaofeng anymore. .

Lu Xiaofeng decided not to look for Jiang Li. Even if he did, he didn't know what to say.

"Jing Wuming." Lu Xiaofeng shouted.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng called him, Jing Wuming glanced over indifferently.

"Take a step to speak." Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his hands and said with a dry smile.

Jing Wuming looked at Jiang Li.

Unlike Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng is not a person who can suppress his feelings. Most of the time, he is too straightforward. When he doubted a person, Yuan Suiyun could see clearly with the fluctuation of his voice. Therefore, his eyes had actually said too much.

Jing Wuming's mood has always been very restrained, and most of the time he is silent. For him, there is no difference between a person and an object, and his eyes look at the two are exactly the same. Only when it fell on Jiang Li's body would it appear a bit warm. This difference is very subtle, but it does exist.

The reason why Jiang Li doesn't wait to see Lu Xiaofeng is simple.

Looking at her, Lu Xiaofeng was only amazed at the appearance at first, as if he was watching the rare animals in the zoo, but after getting familiar with it later, he converged a lot. But Jing Wuming looked at her as if he was looking at his belief in living for it. Only when there is a contrast, there is a gap. Compared with the latter, who will see the former?

She still closed her eyes and said faintly: "Go."

Lu Xiaofeng and Jing Wuming walked to a corner.

Jing Wuming waited for Lu Xiaofeng to speak.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't talk about it anymore. He started straight to the point and said: "Jing Wuming, I found something wrong with Yuan Suiyun."

Jing Wuming was a little bit eager to see Yuan Suiyun before.

This kind of disgust is inexplicable, and what he has to say may be because of Jing Wuming's experience at the time, which made him have a natural response to certain people on the dark side. Even if Yuan Suiyun's disguise was impeccable, it was as conspicuous as a lighthouse to someone who had been in the same darkness. They were born a kind of people, but Jing Wuming came out, and Yuan Suiyun allowed himself to perish.

It's just unfounded and unfounded. Jing Wuming is not a talkative person. Naturally, he would not mention it to Jiang Li, but he was careful to take precautions. At this time, seeing Lu Xiaofeng talk about it, his expression was a little more solemn.

Lu Xiaofeng didn’t say too much detail. He briefly talked about his findings, and then said: “After I go back later, I’ll talk to Ye Gucheng and talk about it. You should also be careful. I see. Yuan Suiyun talked to Ms. Jiang before, and seemed to have a plan. Although Ms. Jiang is very clever in martial arts, if she has no precautions, something may happen."

Jing Wuming solemnly nodded and said: "Thank you."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's okay, we are friends."

Jing Wuming wanted to say that he had no friends, but at this time, he could only be silent for a while. In any case, he at least waited to lead Lu Xiaofeng's love.

After speaking, they returned, and the rain stopped.

It is clear after the rain, the rainbow is in the sky, the blue sea and blue sky, and the white clouds are long. Looking at this scenery is really refreshing.

Jiang Li got up and planned to go back and take a shower. She could have a one-click cleanup. Anyway, her appearance, pendants, interesting items, etc. can all be refreshed, but now there are so many people here, If the clothes were really brushed, she would have to commit a massacre, so she could only endure it, and it was a little uncomfortable in the end.

The guards also came over to carry Ye Guhong, and planned to go back.

Lu Xiaofeng originally thought Jiang Li would ask them what they said before, but Jiang Li didn't ask anything, but he was a bit disappointed. Jing Wuming was quite calm. He didn't say much and wouldn't take the initiative to say it, but when Jiang Li asked, he answered without telling her. However, Yuan Suiyun's troublesome things, Jiang Li is still half of the people who contributed to the flames, and naturally knows more than theirs. Why do you need to ask them?

Without words all the way, when returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Jiang Li found that it was surprisingly lively.

Because of Ye Gucheng’s poisoning and injury, it made the city lord’s mansion miserable. The guards didn’t see a smile on their faces. Now she just left for a while, and she turned out to be dressed in red and green. If it weren’t for Jiang Before knowing that it was still early spring and the New Year was just around the corner, she would have thought that the New Year was coming.

The things that can arouse Jiang Li’s curiosity, Lu Xiaofeng naturally couldn’t sit still. He was about to lose his hair when he was thinking about Yuan Suiyun’s things. At this time, looking at it, he felt curiosity again. I went to ask the guards who came back with me, but seeing that they were also confused, I had to grab a question that had been in the city lord's mansion.

The guard had a look of excitement on his face, but he stubbornly refused to say that Lu Xiaofeng just shook his head no matter how intimidating and enticing Lu Xiaofeng was.

Jiang Li waved her hand and asked Lu Xiaofeng to step away, and she asked herself.

Lu Xiaofeng had to step aside.

Even if Jiang Li was quite embarrassed at this time, when she stood in front of the attendant, the other party still seemed cramped.

Jiang Li only repeated the question again. Her voice was neither high nor low, and her expression was not cold or cold, just right.

The attendant lowered his head and respectfully told Jiang Li what he knew.

Very few people can say a word when Jiang Li is standing in front of him.

Lu Xiaofeng's expression began to change before he finished listening.

Jing Wuming's lips pressed tightly.

Jiang Li seemed the most natural. She said, "Is that so?"

It turns out that Ye Gucheng has taken on the responsibility of Baiyun City since he was a child. Apart from that, he only has a love for kendo. Apart from that, he has no interest in anything else. He was involved in the Southern Palace, and originally planned to hand over Baiyun City to Ye Guhong, but Ye Guhong's previous performance really disappointed him, and Ye Gucheng dismissed this idea.

Since Ye Guhong cannot be counted on, Baiyun City must have an heir. The old butler ran over to persuade Ye Gucheng to get married. Knowing the reason and moving the affection, to him, apart from Ye Gucheng's life, of course, only the heir of Baiyun City is the most important. As for Ye Guhong's scam, who loves to take care of him?

In normal times, Ye Gucheng would naturally refuse to agree. But now that the war is approaching, he wanted to block the news, but now it has leaked out. Some people in the city were initially worried because they knew that the Southern King was about to send troops over. The release of this false news at this time would stabilize the people's hearts and let them relax.

The old butler has been preparing for this for a long time. Seeing Ye Gucheng let go, he immediately ordered the arrangement. It was surprisingly efficient, but after a while, the basic framework was set up, and it didn’t matter if you looked at it. There is a kind. At this moment, the old butler appeared at the door and saw Jiang Li's eyes light up, and stepped forward and said: "Miss Jiang."

The author has something to say: 　　 Me: Editing, I found that I can only tease girls, and ask how to write romance.

Editor: There must be a Shura field.

Me: Shura Field?

Edit: Yes.

I stared at the computer screen in a daze for a long time, but I still can't write about Shurachang.

When I wake up and need codewords, it is already nine o'clock in the evening, and I am tired.

As the author tries to change the style of painting, non-combatants please evacuate quickly.

I found that I can only write about the small theater like yesterday, not the Shura field. </p>