Three days later, Luo He went to the agreed restaurant, which was a little earlier than the agreed time between the two parties. It was better to be careful when he went out, but he dared to set the location in the old place, so he was not afraid of these little tricks, cautious and conceited contradictions. But for some reason, from the moment he stepped into the restaurant, he was a little uneasy.

The sun gradually moved upwards, getting closer and closer to the agreed time, but he did not see the other party's traces. The uneasiness in his heart gradually became worse. If it weren't forcibly suppressing it, he would have probably jumped out of the window and left.

Dongdongdongdongdong~

"Do you dare to ask if it's Lord Liu?" The man pushed the door and walked in without permission, which made Luo He stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the man walked straight to the front and bowed.

"My wife is seriously ill and cannot come as promised. I hope you forgive me." As she said that, the man in the civilian was sucking something in her sleeve. Luo He began to think it was a silver note, but immediately noticed something was wrong. The sense of crisis of life and death made him like a frightened bird, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand and sweeping towards the man in the civilian.

However, after all, it was one step late. The other party had already taken action. A pure white powder was covering him, and the hilt of the sword was just forcing the other party to retreat.

Luo He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, kicked the ground with his back foot, and directly broke through the window and jumped down.

The man in a civilian waved his sleeves and dispersed the white mist a little. He took the medicine and was naturally not afraid. But he was a little angry. He didn't expect that this person was so wary, but it didn't matter much. He didn't think about assassination at all. His move was just to increase his confidence.

Luohe fell into the air and turned around and saw a bright "star net". This characteristic net was covered with tiny blades. Once a person is trapped, dozens of wounds will appear on his body every minute he moves, which will cut off the possibility of escaping the net with extremely deep internal strength. What's more, he will apply anesthetic poison to the blade.

It was a long time to speak, and then it was soon. Passers-by were already very surprised to see the strange star net. Everyone only saw a flash of white light, and four heads fell down in response to the sound. Warm blood sputtered out around, and a blood mark even sprinkled on the plaque of the restaurant.

Luo He half-squatted and landed on the ground. A drop of charming red dripped from the tip of the sword, but the silver-white blade was not stained with blood. With a rubbing sound, Luo He put the sword into the sheath and rushed to the corner of the street. However, just after taking two steps, Luo He rolled away and crawled into the alley next to it. There were four or five clusters of arrows at the original position. The arrow pierced half an inch of the ground, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling. It can be seen that the hand power of the arrows was so strong that if he had not avoided these arrows, he might die on the spot.

When several men in short cloth clothes chased the alley with their knives, they were no longer able to see the Luo River. The leader was heading towards them.

The man in a civilian standing at the window of the restaurant shook his head, his face a little ugly. Although they did not prepare carefully, these killer moves were enough to deal with ordinary people in the world. Unexpectedly, that person was so skillful.

The man in a civilized state waved his hand. In less than three or five breaths, a few sword-holding men merged into the crowd and disappeared on the street corner. When he looked up at the man in a civilized state, he disappeared.

In the noisy streets, only four headless corpses and large patches of slowly solidified blood were left.

The crowd surrounded him and pointed, but he didn't dare to approach him, and he couldn't bear to look at him.

"Give it! Give it!" Not long after, the government guards arrived. Wherever there were swords and swords to seek revenge, they took a detour. Wherever there were conflicts with vendors, they rushed wherever they could, and there was always unexpected gain.

Luo He returned to the room he prepared. He didn't dare to stay where he lived. Who knew if he had been discovered. He took an interpretation pill and fainted as soon as he walked to the bed. Some drugs should have been mixed with the lime powder.

These days Qingyin has been tinkering with rouge at home and has used all kinds of flowers to match. Apart from delivering things to the Shangshu Mansion, she has basically never stepped out of the door.

In the small room filled with misty air, Qingyin was wearing a thin sweat shirt, and crystal beads of sweat slid down her cheeks. After the sweat shirt was soaked, it was close to her body, outlining graceful curves. Such a seductive picture was not yet conscious.

Put the finished product on the table, and the doors and windows of the small room are opened in a pair of ways to let the river breeze blow in. Even in midsummer, Qingyin will burn a bonfire in the house. After all, it is by the river. The moisture is too heavy and it is not protected. In a few years, the furniture will be corroded, and the small room will be even more serious.

She simply wiped her body and went upstairs to change into a solid color short liner. She usually wore it simple and cool at home. Apart from her temperament, she had long lost the habit of those ladies from a wealthy family.

Qingyin fiddled with the box and carefully observed the new varieties she made. This time she used red and blue flowers and purple jasmine, which was clean and made with flower dew. It was very colored and thin. I just don’t know how to use it. She didn’t dare to apply the black and black counterfeit products she made before. Maybe she would be disfigured by accident and wouldn’t have time to cry.

I picked a little with a hairpin, applied it on my lips, then melted it with water, and patted it on my face. Qingyin carried a basin of water and placed it on the shelf. After careful look, she had white skin and sweated too much before, and her whole body looked a little weak, and the light redness of the rouge made her look particularly bright.

Nodding secretly, this kind of rouge is not bad at all compared to what is sold in the market, and its fragrance is very light, just like the smell brought by the wind from afar.

She swayed left and right in the room. An hour passed without realizing it. She didn't feel abnormal on her face, but she still felt refreshed. Well, this kind of rouge can be made in large quantities as long as there are raw materials.

Qingyin narrowed her eyes into a crescent shape, then she entered the small room, starting from the first step, studying whether there was anything that could be improved.

It was already late at night when Luo He woke up, and he felt so dull that he couldn't breathe. With a puff, he turned over and lay on the edge of the bed, and spitted black dirty blood on the ground. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, breathing heavily, thinking about what was wrong.

Liu Ruxue wants to kill herself, no, it is impossible. Don’t say that she is not afraid of the secret about the young master being revealed. Even so, that woman does not have the ability to drive these people.

The enemy? He can't count the enemies with him with both hands. Although he has always believed in killing the roots, if there are one or two fish that miss the net, there will be more.

After thinking for a long time, Luo He couldn't figure out the identity of the other party. The dark room gradually became cold in the middle of the night. Luo He took a sip of tea, spit out the window, dipped some water, moistened the surroundings of his face, then took out a jade bottle from his arms, shook some powder in the clean water of the wooden basin, and immersed his face in it. Soon, a pretty face lifted up from the wooden basin, with some water droplets on the surrounding hair, and a human skinned face floating on the water.

Back to the bed, holding the sword, wrapped in a quilt, he fell asleep in a drowsy way.

Escape from death? He has experienced situations that are more dangerous and more injured than this. Living is originally a luxury for him.
Chapter completed!