Reincarnation of the concubine of the apocalypse

Chapter 397 Bloody Chapter

The farce caused by the protector Hua Ye in the capital city was not mentioned at first.

In an ordinary teahouse in Nanyan Capital City.

Many people sat around and talked, their faces gloomy.

It seems that there are thousands of knots in the heart, all kinds of pain, which cannot be resolved.

A middle-aged man in ordinary clothes with a dark complexion, holding a teacup, before drinking, he sighed, "Oh!"

The sigh was very heavy.

There was a slightly thinner man next to him, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him.

"Old Wang, don't think too much, your daughter may come back in a few days."

The middle-aged man showed pain on his face, and seemed to be a little choked up. He hesitated for a long time, and he could not speak seriously until he raised his glass and swallowed a sip of tea.

That voice was distraught.

"Come back? Can I still come back? I've been missing for more than half a month! The guy in my family nearly lost his eyes from crying. She's a good girl who has been raised for fifteen years. How can she just lose it!"

The man still didn't seem to believe that this was true, and he couldn't help crying while holding the corner of the table.

It's all men who bleed but don't shed tears, just because they haven't reached the sad place.

The scene of a majestic seven-foot strong man leaning on a table to wipe his tears.

It made everyone in the teahouse sigh.

Someone sighed in a low voice.

"Hey, who said otherwise? I heard that in the past six months, many families in and outside the city have lost their daughters, and they are all young girls who are about to get married. You say this is a big deal!"

A man in Tsing Yi, who heard about this for the first time, asked in puzzlement.

"So many people have been lost, so the government doesn't care about it?"

Someone snorted lightly.

"Responsibility? Of course the government is in charge, but the thunder is heavy and the rain is small. Every time it is nothing, let alone the area where I live, I lost three daughters, and they all went out to have a good time. The street was lost, and the government came to investigate, which was perfunctory, and within a few days, officials came to the house to report, saying that the person could not be found, let them mourn, what a fart!"

Following this righteous indignation voice fell.

There were more and more voices complaining later.

The man in Tsing Yi scratched his head, speaking honestly.

"Even if the government doesn't care, you can play the drums in front of the city and go to Datian to listen. You can also go to the gate of Qin Xiang's mansion to find Qin Xiang. Although it is inevitable to suffer a few boards, it is still a way."

As soon as the young man said this, the teahouse fell silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

The man in Tsing Yi was wondering.

The black-faced burly man who spoke first raised his head, wiped the tears from his face, and said in a rough voice.

"Brother, you are the first time to come back to the capital."

The man in Tsing Yi scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Yes, those who came to visit relatives haven't stayed for a few days yet."

The black-faced burly man sighed, "No wonder, if I've stayed in this city for a long time, I wouldn't ask this question."

The man in Tsing Yi gasped in surprise, "How do you say that?"

The black-faced burly man waved his hands, and refused to say any more, he just turned around and said to the man who had just spoken, "I'm leaving first, I just came out to catch my breath, you guys drink slowly."

After speaking, he dropped the tea money and walked out with drooping shoulders.

Someone looked at the back of the black-faced burly man and shook his head and sighed, "Oh, it's really not easy for Lao Wang. It's just such a girl who finally got a good marriage. Do you think it's also a crime?"

"Stop talking nonsense, or die!"

"Yes, yes, yes, stop talking, stop talking, drink tea, come and drink tea."

The man in Tsing Yi looked at the expressions of the crowd and silently lowered his head to drink tea.

After a while, the thin man who first comforted Lao Wang looked strangely at the seat where the man in blue had been sitting, his eyes were full of doubts, huh?When did this person leave?
But the black-faced strong man who had left earlier, Old Wang, did not go home directly.

Instead, he found a place where no one was around, and kicked up the base of the wall fiercely.

The honest face was ferocious at this moment, it was the ferocity left after being tortured by pain.

While kicking, he cursed bitterly.

"Royal family? Prime Minister Qin? You are such bastards! You bastards!"

The cursing lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour before it stopped.

The sound gradually stopped, and the black-faced strong man covered his sore feet and limped away.

A few breaths later, amidst the falling leaves, a figure in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared.

If the thin man who was suspicious just now was there, he would be able to find that this man was the man in the teahouse before.

The figure in Tsing Yi looked at the back of the strong man walking away, thought for a while, but didn't catch up, but turned around and ran away in another direction.

It was night, the lights were all extinguished, and everything was silent.

The capital city of Nanyan, which is as cool as water at night, is magnificent and magnificent, and the mansion of Prime Minister Qin stands tall and full of pavilions.

On the red glazed roof with sloping eaves, there is a slender figure in white clothes with fluttering skirts.

The moon is bright.

The man standing with his hands behind his back reflected on the red glazed tiles is even more handsome and refined.

In the quiet night.

Suddenly there was an evening wind, blowing his long ink-like hair scattered behind his ears. The ink-colored hair unfolded like silk satin, and the white ribbon that tied the hair was also fluttering with the wind, reflecting the lightness of the elegant clothes, making it even more beautiful. It seems that he is like a heavenly man, holy and unadorned.

And his celestial figure contrasted with the scene in the mansion below, which was as bloody and blurry as tragic.

While the red yarn was flying, the lives of all the people in the Qin Xiangfu were harvested one by one, and no one was spared.

Long Qianhao's deep and narrow eyes were as black as ink at this time, and the expression on his face was completely different from the demeanor he presented outside.

That is indifference to killing, and disregard for the loss of human life, and more, it is indifference.

A disregard for life.

Suddenly, he blinked, as if he didn't understand what he was thinking just now.

I was in a trance for a moment.

There was a blue shadow falling down, bowed down, and said in a low voice.

"Boss, Prime Minister Qin was not found, but a secret passage was found in Prime Minister Qin's study, leading directly to the ground, and the subordinates found 79 female corpses below, all of which died in blood caves."

"Many of these women are similar in shape and appearance to the lost women that those people in the teahouse talked about during the day."

Long Qianhao nodded, but did not speak, but his eyes were deep, making it impossible to see his emotions.

Seeing this, Qingying continued again.

"The rest of the people have already found secret ways to track down Prime Minister Qin's whereabouts."

Hearing this, Long Qianhao frowned, but his voice was very calm and authentic.

"Order those people to come back, if you can't catch them, you should know what to do next."

"Yes, subordinates know."

Wait for Qingying to retreat.

Not long after, another person appeared beside Long Qianhao.

It was Yi Tian with a serious face.

"Chief, there is a change in the palace."

Long Qianhao raised his eyebrows, looked down, and saw the red gauze figures disappearing one by one.

He lightly flicked his finger in the air, then waved his sleeves, and disappeared on the red glazed tiles together with Wing Tian.

Soon.

A thick bloody smell wafted from Qin Xiangfu to change the dynasty in the capital of Nanyan, opening a bloody chapter.

(End of this chapter)