Chapter 217 (1/1)

At the moment when the candle went out, a figure passed in front of the house like a light smoke. Then the figure came to Lu Fengyu's courtyard in seven twists and turns. He stood still for a while, then jumped over the wall, brushed a few ups and downs, and quietly came to the kitchen in the backyard with the help of flowers and trees. Obviously, he was very familiar with the environment here.

In the room, Su Nuan and two little girls have gone to sleep. Duan Tingxuan slowly opens his eyes and sits up gently. The next moment, the window is pushed open and a masked man in black jumps in. When I saw him, I waved my hand as a greeting.

Duan Tingxuan frowned and got out of bed. He looked at Su wennuan and stretched out his hand to gently touch her. Then he whispered, ”why did you come here in the middle of the night? I thought it was the people of Lu Fengyu sect who came to test us. I don't know whether to do it or not.” as he said, he sat down at the table in the dark. Because there is no light and moonlight, there is no need to worry that someone outside will see their shadow.

Su Donglou pointed out. Duan Tingxuan poured two cups of warm tea and said, ”don't worry. After they sleep every night, I will help them point two acupoints to deepen their sleep.”

Su Donglou was relieved. He sat down, picked up the cup and drank it. He stretched out his finger and said, ”three things must be known to you, and then there is another thing to discuss with you, so I have to come.”

”Say.” Duan Tingxuan heard this and immediately became energetic.

”What?” with the determination of the little Marquis, he couldn't help shouting. Fortunately, they kept their voice down, so the sound was not loud.

”You said... You killed Ping Zhang? Ping Zhang who came back from the dead? That means Ping Zhang wasn't dead? But... But you... You... Did you really kill him again? Really?” after the shock, Duan Tingxuan finally reacted. He stood up and grabbed the clothes of Su Donglou opposite, gnashing his teeth and yelling.

”Yes, I killed him. If I don't kill him, I can't get the trust of Lu Fengyu and Xiangyang king. My layout for more than a year will be in fucking vain. You and your wife will also be in danger. At that time, we will all be exposed.”

Su Donglou was also very excited. He had long known that Duan Tingxuan would be angry when he heard the news, but when he really saw that the other party was so angry, he also burst into anger: why should Tingxuan talk to himself like this? It seems that he committed some heinous crime. Is a Dragon Ping Zhang more important than the plot of the king of Xiangyang? More important than all their lives and efforts Is it more important to get up?

Duan Tingxuan was really angry and his blood surged. He wished he could kick Su Donglou down and beat him half to death. No, he didn't get rid of his hatred. What kind of hardships and dangers did Ping Zhang go through to live a life of nine deaths. As a result, he was killed by this bastard. His best friend killed another friend he admired most. Little Marquis, his blood surged at this moment. He was so angry I was so angry that my blood and Qi would flow back.

Before losing his mind, Duan Tingxuan did something. He came to Su wennuan's bed, solved his lover's sleeping hole, and then shook his strength a few times.

So Su wennuan sat up with an ”ah” and said, ”what's the matter?” then he shook his head vigorously, which made him feel more sober. Turning around, he saw his husband standing beside him in the dark. Although he couldn't see clearly, from his panting chest, something big should have happened.

”Warm.” Duan Tingxuan was finally able to speak and gasped, ”I'm sorry to disturb your good sleep, but there's no way. I have to be pulled by someone, or I really want to kill this bastard.”

”Then come and kill me. Kill me for the sake of long Pingzhang. Anyway, I'm no longer human in your eyes, am I?” Su Donglou was also guilty, but when he heard Duan Tingxuan's words, he seemed to have endless grievances, so he immediately fought with the little marquis.

”Shut up. You're afraid your neighbors won't hear anything in the house, right?” Su wennuan didn't understand what was going on, but he also knew that since Su Donglou had ventured over, he should hold his breath and stop, but the two guys were about to start, and the tables, chairs and stools crackled. Well, the three of them were waiting to be brought to the pot.

At this time, it reflected the benefits of Hedong lion. Su wennuan roared. Duan Tingxuan and Su Donglou immediately restrained the hair on their necks. They sat down with a cold hum, but ignored each other.

”When is it? You're as angry as a child. Do you remember your identity? One is the general manager of the six southern provinces, and the other is the prince of the Marquis house in Anping. It's not a shame to lose you two.” Su wennuan patted the table with ”bitterness” and then quickly grabbed the dominant power of the meeting: ”Tell me, what's the matter that makes you two turn against each other? Lord long Pingzhang? What's the matter with Lord Guan Long? Didn't he die long ago?”

”Alive again.” Su Donglou breathed heavily. He had never met long Pingzhang and had no friendship at all. On that day, long Pingzhang went to Jiangnan, and Su Donglou quietly communicated with him. He wanted to send someone to help secretly, but he was also rejected by the other party. Today, he turned against Duan Tingxuan because he killed the other party. Therefore, he admired this young official who died in the line of duty, but he really didn't have any good feelings in his heart You can tell by the tone of your voice