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Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh thief head sacrifice to Longquan

The officials of the Mysterious Department looked at the Grand Commander who was sitting in front of them leisurely, huddled in groups of three or three, with fear on their faces. Although they had never seen Long Junchen, the master in front of them was the Grand Commander of the MI6 Department, which was second only to Liu Qinglong. Even though their Mysterious Department claimed to be independent of the MI6 Department, their fear and fear of Long Junchen must exist.

The following people didn't know why the Grand Governor came here. This vicious character with a full of ingenuity and a gentle smile in the picture below was full of fear. They were speculated in their hearts whether the arrival of this uninvited guest would be related to the pauses that had been thoroughly investigated some time ago. No one was willing to deal with this dangerous guy pretending to be a lamb and eating human flesh.

At this moment, a clanging voice dragged very long, like a long elegy. Accompanied by the sound, a woman, a courtesan woman walked out of the innermost room, beautiful and graceful, like leaves falling in the wind. She danced her sword, walked the extreme edge, red silk wrapped her hands, tied her sword at the end, and in an instant, the sword light in the yard was full of sword light. The woman seemed to have not seen the depressing atmosphere in the field, and began to dance on her own.

The officials in the field, especially Xiao Muchen who was stumbled after hearing the singing behind him, were stunned when he saw the woman, and his chin was almost shocked. He didn't dare to look at the Governor's face. He cursed in his heart that he forgot to notify the girl. As soon as he thought of this, he kept winking the girl, but what he saw was that this girl was so devoted to dancing swords and dancing, and he didn't care about Xiao Muchen's ugly face at all.

This time, she only sang a song "The Snow Flooded" by herself. This poem is about the temple of Leopard Head Lin Chong Fengxue Mountain:

The heavy snow falls to the faces of people, and the north wind blows through the bones. The mountains and rivers are dark under the red clouds, and the sparse forests are deserted. The past is hard to send, and the deserted villages are sobbing. Looking at the hometown, the journey is far away, far away, far away from my wife, the music and books are broken, and the mountains are blocking the two hearts. What ambition is to pull the galaxy, but the snow blade is empty and not to eliminate the traitor.

Sighing the hero's separation from life and death, he asked the sky with excitement: When will the sky return to the mountains and mountains? When will the moon be reunited? When will the group members of the sky be reeling? When will the sky swing the three-foot sword again? To kill all the traitors' temples! The strong heart is stretched, and the thief's head sacrifices to Longquan.???

?The song was so heart-wrenching that it was heartbroken. At the end of the song, Long Junchen looked at the woman with a smile on his face. All the officials looked at the woman with fear on his face. However, the next second, a scene that no one expected happened. The woman seemed to have no intention of collecting the sword. The long sword flew out quickly towards Long Junchen with a solemn aura and stabbed Long Junchen's head. Such courage was actually quite a bit like the bravery and heroic that Jing Ke had seen when he assassinated Qin Tuqiong. Her hair was like a sharp sword, which was opened after breaking the wind.

Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and stood with his hands behind his back. Facing the resolute sword, there was no change on his face. He smiled gently: "Picking the green onions with his fingers, a woman shouldn't have held the sword. You are so pitiful, what can you do? You won't wait for you to envy you."

?At that moment, the female dead man's slender hand trembled slightly, as if Long Junchen had stabbed a certain atrium. His eyes were crystal clear, but the sword was stabbed out and could not be retracted. It was a short distance away and arrived in the blink of an eye. Long Junchen raised his hand at this time, and there was no time to react, but would Long Junchen be worried?

The officials covered their eyes at this time. Although they didn't know what the situation was, if the governor died in their mysterious department, they would definitely not be able to escape their responsibility. Whether it was a crime or a disaster, their fate would definitely not be better! They could only secretly pray in their hearts that this extremely vicious governor had the means of protecting themselves.

With a clanging sound, the sword light shaved Long Junchen's eyelashes and squirted. The sharp long sword, when it was only one inch away from Long Junchen's forehead, was broken into two pieces as if it was broken by the strong wind. The opera singer did not feel the feeling of the expected sword stabbing into the body. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and was in a daze. At some point, there was a woman in the yard. No, everyone felt familiar with this woman, as if she was the one who had just followed this guy.

?The assassination failed? The woman in the opera singer didn't know whether she should be sad or glad, because what Long Junchen said just now made her feel a sour feeling. For some reason, she wanted to cry, but she still had a sword in her hand. It was originally used to commit suicide to escape humiliation after the assassination was successful, so she could escape the humiliation and escape being caught and tortured. She groaned and raised her hand to prepare for a wiping her neck. She died without having to live a life of fear.

Without Long Junchen's voice, the latter just raised his chin gently. The woman who was determined to become a lonely female hero was pinched by the woman who had just saved Long Junchen's sword blade with one hand, grabbed it with one hand, threw it away, and cut off the charming flower standing next to him. Ning Feng'er snatched the blade that the woman wanted to commit suicide, then flashed and hit the woman's abdomen with one knee, causing the beauty who was originally good at dancing to bow like a shrimp in an instant, curled up in pain, and her whole face turned pale.

?Long Junchen looked at the opera-singing woman who was muttering and wanted to mutter aloud, why should the beauty make things difficult for the beauty, but when he saw Ning Feng'er's ruthless technique, he shut up. Ning Feng'er did not do other unnecessary movements, and quickly carried the woman up. Under the stunned gaze of the officials, he left the yard. Long Junchen did not follow him, but continued to stay in the mysterious department. Now he is not in a hurry to find out the identity of the woman, and he has more important things to deal with.

He narrowed his eyes, took a step back, stood side by side with Xiao Muchen, his heart moved slightly, and asked in a low voice: "How long have you been here for a show?"

"After the mysterious department was shut down, this woman went to the yard behind to perform." Xiao Muchen saw Long Junchen's ruthless tricks, so he dared not hide anything. He was eager to tell Long Junchen everything he knew.

Long Junchen nodded slightly, probably having a guess about the identity of this woman. Since it was only after the shutdown, the leak of the secret of Black Eat should not have much to do with this woman. The assassination just now should be the task of the actor sneaking into the Mysterious Department. For nothing else, it was just to solve his own general who suspected some people in the Mysterious Department.
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