The rebirth of the first daughter is not easy to mess with
Chapter 797 Unbelievable
Chapter 797 Unbelievable (1)
"Well, I'm here!"
Shangguan Ning put his arm between Yan Mushang's arms, and then tightly wrapped around Yan Mushang's waist. When his exhaustion drowned him like a tide, Shangguan Ning suddenly realized that the man in front of him was in his heart What kind of position does it have.
Now, when his body was surrounded by his arms, all the whistling winds stopped, and all the sword rain with cold light fell down one after another, only this man who held himself in his arms.
Feng Chen on Yan Mushang's complexion was finally replaced by a touch of softness when he heard the voice that made him turn and miss for a thousand times.
The reflection of time poured down from the two of them quietly, and the sound of each other's breathing intertwined, like two colorful butterflies, chasing each other and following each other.
"Is the trip to Nangong going well this time?"
After the two of them calmed down from the joy of their reunion, Shangguan Ning asked softly.
However, after a few days, Yan Mushang's face became a bit haggard, and the original white and flawless face was covered with secret stubble. The two have known each other for six years, and the man in front of him is always handsome and handsome. , wanton publicity.
Holding Shangguan Ning's soft but slightly cold little hand, Yan Mushang frowned. This little girl's cold hands and feet must be cured by herself.
"A great harvest!"
Yan Mushang's tone was very relaxed, he didn't expect too much for this trip to Nangong, but he didn't expect to have a lot of unexpected gains.
The spies of Zhushang Tower in Nangong actually found the stake that the man set up in Nangong, and when he searched for it, although the building was already empty, there was one thing left behind.
Presumably it was because those people retreated in such a hurry that they didn't have time to sort out a lot of things. It was because of this that Yan Mushang was able to obtain such valuable information, which was far more valuable than capturing a few prisoners and tortured.
"This……".
Shangguan Ning saw a booklet that Yan Mushang handed to her. The booklet was very small, not as big as an ordinary ledger, and the cover was made of tanned cowhide. Even so, some places were worn out. This shows that the booklet is frequently used.
There was no writing on the cover, but it was fixed on both sides with three or two copper nails carved with eagles. It was the first time Guan Ning had seen this binding method. In Dayong and even in the entire Tianhe Continent, it was used. Oil thread bound books and ledgers.
Shangguan Ning raised her head and caught sight of Yan Mushang's encouraging eyes, so she hesitated for a moment, then opened the top cowhide cover. The first page was clearly a record of business transactions, but the more she looked at Shangguan Ning, the more frightened she became.
It is said to be an account book, but except for the column of income, which is written in money, the rest of the parts are all things that make people feel horrified.
On the seventh day of June in the [-]th year of the Tianjing calendar, the prefect of Dongping died in a garden outside his mansion after being stabbed seven times in his body.
……
On July 5000th, [-] of the Tianjing calendar, Cao Zhangyu, the Liang of Ziyang, was killed with a sword. He died on a painting boat in Zihuan Lake in Ziyang. The employer commission was [-] taels of silver.
……
On August [-]th, [-] of the Tianjing calendar, Wailang Chushi, a member of Penghu County, had his neck cut open and died in his bedroom.
……
There are many similar messages densely recorded in the back. At the most intensive time, there will be three to four messages in the same month, and the end of each message is 'killed'.
"Is this the account book of the Nangong Killer Organization?"
(End of this chapter)
"Well, I'm here!"
Shangguan Ning put his arm between Yan Mushang's arms, and then tightly wrapped around Yan Mushang's waist. When his exhaustion drowned him like a tide, Shangguan Ning suddenly realized that the man in front of him was in his heart What kind of position does it have.
Now, when his body was surrounded by his arms, all the whistling winds stopped, and all the sword rain with cold light fell down one after another, only this man who held himself in his arms.
Feng Chen on Yan Mushang's complexion was finally replaced by a touch of softness when he heard the voice that made him turn and miss for a thousand times.
The reflection of time poured down from the two of them quietly, and the sound of each other's breathing intertwined, like two colorful butterflies, chasing each other and following each other.
"Is the trip to Nangong going well this time?"
After the two of them calmed down from the joy of their reunion, Shangguan Ning asked softly.
However, after a few days, Yan Mushang's face became a bit haggard, and the original white and flawless face was covered with secret stubble. The two have known each other for six years, and the man in front of him is always handsome and handsome. , wanton publicity.
Holding Shangguan Ning's soft but slightly cold little hand, Yan Mushang frowned. This little girl's cold hands and feet must be cured by herself.
"A great harvest!"
Yan Mushang's tone was very relaxed, he didn't expect too much for this trip to Nangong, but he didn't expect to have a lot of unexpected gains.
The spies of Zhushang Tower in Nangong actually found the stake that the man set up in Nangong, and when he searched for it, although the building was already empty, there was one thing left behind.
Presumably it was because those people retreated in such a hurry that they didn't have time to sort out a lot of things. It was because of this that Yan Mushang was able to obtain such valuable information, which was far more valuable than capturing a few prisoners and tortured.
"This……".
Shangguan Ning saw a booklet that Yan Mushang handed to her. The booklet was very small, not as big as an ordinary ledger, and the cover was made of tanned cowhide. Even so, some places were worn out. This shows that the booklet is frequently used.
There was no writing on the cover, but it was fixed on both sides with three or two copper nails carved with eagles. It was the first time Guan Ning had seen this binding method. In Dayong and even in the entire Tianhe Continent, it was used. Oil thread bound books and ledgers.
Shangguan Ning raised her head and caught sight of Yan Mushang's encouraging eyes, so she hesitated for a moment, then opened the top cowhide cover. The first page was clearly a record of business transactions, but the more she looked at Shangguan Ning, the more frightened she became.
It is said to be an account book, but except for the column of income, which is written in money, the rest of the parts are all things that make people feel horrified.
On the seventh day of June in the [-]th year of the Tianjing calendar, the prefect of Dongping died in a garden outside his mansion after being stabbed seven times in his body.
……
On July 5000th, [-] of the Tianjing calendar, Cao Zhangyu, the Liang of Ziyang, was killed with a sword. He died on a painting boat in Zihuan Lake in Ziyang. The employer commission was [-] taels of silver.
……
On August [-]th, [-] of the Tianjing calendar, Wailang Chushi, a member of Penghu County, had his neck cut open and died in his bedroom.
……
There are many similar messages densely recorded in the back. At the most intensive time, there will be three to four messages in the same month, and the end of each message is 'killed'.
"Is this the account book of the Nangong Killer Organization?"
(End of this chapter)
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