いい気分だわ!

They talked for a while in Wangfu, and Weichi devoted himself to getting out of the door and getting back into the carriage.

The coachman whipped the carriage slowly away from the housekeeper and looked at Weichi Fengxuan and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty …"
Wei Chi Feng Xuan squinted at Wei Chi Mo’s departure direction and hooked his lips. "Don’t let others know about the visit of the fourteenth prince today."
"It’s little white."
The carriage creaked along the road, and some drunkards poked their elbows there to close their eyes. It was listening that the sound outside was getting quieter and quieter that made him slowly open his eyes.
"Driver, stop!"
Weichi devoted himself to feeling that something was wrong, and ordered coldly that the coachman was unaware that he was still driving the carriage forward.
"Wang told you to stop!"
Weichi devoted himself to anger and lifted the car curtain, only to see a dagger thrust at him.
"shua shua!" The driver kept waving a dagger at Wei Chi Mo, and he didn’t react until he was replaced and assassinated.
Wei Chi devoted himself not to panic. Zhang Ping’s carriage ran slowly in the forest, and he fought with the driver in the car.
The driver’s martial arts is not weak, and he moves very fast. He is very ruthless and stabbed at the key points of Wei Chi’s body. Wei Chi’s stranger pursed his lips and kept dodging attacks. From time to time, he took his hand and clapped his hands at each other and was stopped by the other party.
See for a while and can’t tell Gao Weichi stranger also some angry.
They have already left the city, and the forest is extremely quiet. Now there is a driver who will assassinate him, but it is hard to guarantee that there will be no more people in front. Some people are a little angry when they think of this strange place in Weichi. Are they supposed to secretly protect him? Why is there no figure at all?
Wei Chi Mo and the driver were fighting fiercely. The other party kicked Wei Chi Mo without hiding, and he fell out of the carriage. The driver immediately jumped out of the car and stabbed him in the heart.
Weichi devoted himself to hiding from the driver’s dagger on the spot. The driver’s dagger was too strong to be pulled out in the field at the moment. Weichi devoted himself to fighting with him in the past.
To outdo each other, the two men looked at each other’s gray face. Wei Chi’s stranger knew that his driver had been changed. This man must be wearing a human skin mask. Who can kill him at this time?
Wei Chi Jincheng? His side princess was held hostage, and there was a dark guard to save people. He thought he was hiding it well, and he knew that the dark guard would not know his identity.
Wei Chi Feng Xuan? He is indeed the most suspect, but he just showed his consent by being nice to him. He definitely won’t get rid of him in such a hurry!
Wei Chi Zhang Yue? He’s been a little too quiet recently. Is he secretly observing other emperors’ movements?
Haven’t thought about weichi stranger was kicked in the chest by the other side and spit out one mouthful blood backwards.
"Your Majesty!"
At this time, the woman in silver rushed over with people, but she secretly protected Lan Ji and brought people here.
Weichi devoted himself to just want to scold them for seeing several female bodies with injuries and some discomforts, so he knew that they must have met a good means of ambushing each other, and even transferred his dark guards and then waited for an opportunity to assassinate him!
Lan Ji-yue and his men rushed to Qi Qi and attacked the coachman. The left and right branches of the coachman seemed extremely embarrassed.
Weichi devoted himself to the side and finally got a chance to catch his breath. He caressed his chest and looked at the driver who had just tired himself.
Poof!
Wei Chi devoted himself to wait for a while, but in front of him, it was already a piece of red blood. He looked down at his chest with an incredible sword, and when his chest passed through the wound, he was bleeding.
Sword away WeiChi devoted to a staggered forward LanJi month saw immediately rushed to the front of him to hold him shouted "report! Wang Yezhen! "
The assassin, wearing a bronze mask and black, shook his hand and flew out several petals to hit several women across the street. The driver was no exception.
Lan Ji-yue blocked Wei Chi’s stranger for a few times and then looked up again. Where is the assassin’s sight? I couldn’t help biting my teeth and quickly pointed out the points in Wei Chi’s stranger’s chest to slow down the blood flow first.
Look at the people you brought with you, all of them are dead. Lan Ji-yue’s eyebrows moved slightly, holding Wei Chi’s stranger and chasing the carriage that stopped in front.
In the Woods, except for the dead women in silver and the coachman, there was a gust of wind blowing through the blood.
Chapter 79 Duan Bi
When Mo came out of town, she happened to see a troupe coming this way with a car. She waved happily and shouted "Sister!"
Then the woman in yellow, sitting in the carriage in front, smiled at her and jumped up to her.
"Sister Ye, you are back. Master sent me to pick you up."
"My teacher elder sister Momo is really good and brought you something delicious."
Night three finished and pulled out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve, which contained five-color candy.
"wow! Sister Shi is the best! " It’s so sweet to take one out of a paper bag and put it in your mouth with bubbles in your eyes!
"Mo see when you are like a child" night Sannai shook his head and pulled her to jump up the carriage.
"Is it okay not to wait on the master in front of you for many days?"
"Well, Master is doing very well, and the theater business is also good. Sister, can you perform in other places?"
"Good! This time, our autumn wind tower is famous. I won a lot of gratuities. Didn’t I buy you candy? "
The two sisters entered the city talking and laughing.
The bustling crowd outside the autumn wind building stopped at night when their car arrived, and the men helped unload it.
Looking at the familiar scenery at night, I smiled and saw the stall next to me writing and splashing ink with arbitrariness and freedom.
At this time, two new-looking men came to the booth and rummaged left and right, confusing his written words.