A trace of distress passed over Susamo's face, but there was a sadness in Mrs. Ji's eyes, and then a pleading, bigger and thicker. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Sama understood, he took one last look at his wife, smiled, and whispered, "Take care of Jiaojiao, everything is in the old place, you know." ”

Mrs. Ji burst into tears and watched in despair and sorrow as Susamo's way into the house. She bit her fingers vigorously, as if only pain could make her feel better.

Susamo's clothes were arranged, and he even bent down to flick the dirt on his boots, and then opened the door to the hall.

The hall was black and empty.

Only somewhere in the distance, there was the sound of a little girl crying.

The flesh on Susamo's face trembled. He took a deep breath and stepped into the black hall, his ears searching for sounds in all directions, and he drew his saber. It was a long, straight knife, sharp, flexible, and capable of splitting through any piece of armor.

But there was no one in the hall to make a final duel with him, only to hear the sound of "woo" breaking the air behind his head, Susamo's hearing the sound turned back, and without looking, he could hear the sound of a three-pronged hook. A three-pronged hook flew straight towards his head. Susamo's sideways dodge, followed by two more grappling hooks flying from two directions, followed by three, then four...... Susamo's strength gradually became exhausted, and he roared angrily: "Get out! ”

But no one answered, the grappling hooks continued to fly from all directions, Susamo's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, he no longer dodged, and began to swing his knife to cut which grappling hooks, the long knife that sharpened iron like clay instantly made the hall carpet full of grappling hooks, and with Susamo's footsteps, the fine texture, simple and elegant carpet under his feet was scraped like a broken willow.

I don't know how many grappling hooks the ambushed people had, and I could see that the beautiful carpet pattern was barely visible on the ground, only grinning grinning grappling hooks, Susatsuma had to guard against the grappling hooks flying from the sky, but also had to be careful with the ones under his feet.

The grappling hooks in the sky kept flying, as if they were going to compete with Susamo to see who could hold on to the end. Susamo gradually felt that his eyes were dark, and his vision began to blur. A little girl's cries grew farther and farther away. He felt so tired and wanted to get a good night's sleep. Doing too many bad things is really a very draining thing.

Eventually, another grappling hook flew in, but Susamos did not dodge. He's a pirate, who's spent his life grabbing other people's ships with this horrible thing, making them scared, and now, it's up to him. The moment he closed his eyes, what appeared in front of him was an Indian beauty dressed in saris.

The grappling hook slammed straight over, and it was unpointed, but it was still like the last straw that knocked down Susamo, and he fell limply to the ground.

The hall lit up, and out of behind the shadow wall was a group of young Persian men led by Musai. Musai took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face, he didn't exert much strength, most of the sweat was false sweat.

It is true that Mussame, as Susamo, is not in good health, but Susamo's forgetting one thing is that people who are not in good health often have better brains than ordinary people.

Ever since Musai accidentally discovered that Su Coconut was still alive, not as Su Samo said, not only was he not dead, but he was also walking with King Yun's fleet, he knew that something bad might happen. Sure enough, Shi Wen'er not only refused to give out the goods to Su Samo, but also refused to settle the payment, so he could only watch the gold everywhere but couldn't pick it up.

This made Mu Sai very scared, and he quietly inquired that the Indian beauty who followed the fleet to Luoyang was brought to Luoyang by Shi Wen'er for treatment, and Ji Ashui and Shi Wen'er's entourage were even more shoulder to shoulder, drinking and chatting.

Musai's heart sank, and the case of attacking the Indian envoy has always been the grudge between King Yun and the Grand Duke of India, and the Grand Duke of India has never stopped looking for the prince and princess. Now that this woman has appeared next to King Yun, not only is the trade route to the north cut off, but even the survival of the island is not certain.

Mu Sai found an opportunity and quietly approached Shi Wen'er. Shi Wen'er knew that the original attitude towards Susamo's fleet in Luoyang was the signal that Shi Wen'er sent to Mu Sai, if Mu Sai understood people, he would naturally catch it, and if he was loyal to Su Samo, it was a big deal to find another way.

As soon as the two sides reached an agreement, Musai then returned to the ship to spread rumors, the Luoyang trade route had been cut off, and the case of robbing the Indian envoys on Yuandao had also been exposed......

Fear spread in the hearts of the Persian pirates.

They have tasted their comfortable days and never want to be displaced again. They were outlaws, and when they left here, they were going to die again.

Today's incident is purely accidental, no matter whether Wei Youqing and Ji Ashui will appear in Fanfang or not, the swords and guns of the action have been polished.

Mussai watched as his men tied up Susamo, and since all the grappling hooks were pointed, there was no blood on the ground. They stuffed Susamos into a palanquin that they had prepared long ago, and cleaned up the grappling hooks on the ground. Aside from the carpet where the hairballs were caught, nothing seemed to have happened in this hall.

Not far away, Ji Ashui hugged Wei Youqing.

Wei Youqing insisted on coming to see the excitement, but Ji Ashui couldn't be disturbed, so he promised that he would not make a sound before bringing him over with Mu Sai. Since Musai and Susamo's neighbors were neighbors, Musai's group easily entered Susamo's house, which was defenseless against Mussame. They captured Su Jiaojiao as the most powerful weapon to attack Susamo.

Wei Youqing, who witnessed the murder for the first time, his eyes widened, he had long forgotten his promise not to make a sound, but he consciously did not make a little sound, and finally fell asleep on Ji Ashui's shoulder.

Of course, it may also be because I am too tired to play today.

The little girl's crying was still intermittent, Mrs. Ji silently walked into the door, silently picked up her daughter Su Jiaojiao, and went back to the room.

Wei Youqing was sent to Shi Wen'er together with Su Samo. Wei Youqing was a little feverish, I don't know if it was because he played too hard during the day, or if he was too tired at night.

Shi Wen'er didn't complain about Ji Ashui, he looked at Wei Youqing's sleeping face, and silently put a bag of ice on his forehead. Yixin couldn't help but say: "This Ji Ashui, how can he take Youqing to see the killing?" Youqing is so young......"

Shi Wen'er shook her head and asked, "Yixin, when did you first see someone killed?" ”

Yixin was silent for a while, and said, "Ten years old." ”

Shi Wen'er patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Are you afraid?" ”

Yixin nodded, and did not speak again.