Vampire cute baby tomb robber

340 His Royal Highness

"Your Highness." Nangong Baiye turned his face away, subconsciously avoided the intimacy, and smiled politely: "I was wondering how a weak woman could drag a slightly plump person down the stairs without leaving a trace Abandon the corpse and outside the building."

Of course Beiming Liancheng noticed her resistance, his eyes turned cold, his expression became calmer, and then he laughed again: "Of course a weak woman can't move."

Of course a weak woman can't move...

Of course a weak woman can't move...

Of course a weak woman can't move...

It was obviously a very common sentence, but Nangong Baiye couldn't let it go in his head, and played it back over and over again, always feeling that he was alluding to something.

What can there be?

Generally speaking, when everyone hears such words, they will focus on the adjective weak.

Nangong Baiye was no exception. She kept wondering if she had made a mistake in her judgment, and maybe some of them would know martial arts.

But Nangong Baiye observed those girls carefully, and didn't notice any traces of martial arts training on their bodies. The most important and crucial point is that the dead Liu Yin was heavier than any of them.

Nangong Baiye really couldn't figure out how the murderer dragged the corpse, not to mention she dragged the corpse around the corridor.

Unless she is a strong man, one person is worth two... people.

No, not right!

The point of His Royal Highness's words just now is not about being weak or not, but about being weak! ! !

"There are two murderers?" Nangong Baiye's eyes flashed, and the tear mole under the corners of her eyes shone faintly. She looked at Beiming Liancheng as if waiting for his answer.

Beiming Liancheng just smiled, and said meaningfully: "At least not one, sometimes ghosts can be cloned, you shoot me, I shoot you."

Nangong Baiye could only shrug his shoulders and not deny this kind of game-like rhetoric.

What needs to be resolved now is who will join forces with whom to kill Liu Yin.

If the murderer becomes two people, things will be much more difficult.

Because among these six people, it is very likely that they will lie in order to protect their companions.

Now this situation is really a bit like the rhythm of playing a killing game.

If the killer is smart enough, he will survive until the end of the game.

Nangong Baiye paused for a moment, and the willow eyebrows were raised again, again, this kind of game feeling.

killing game……

Something seemed to flash in my mind.

Bacon?

Piles of rotten bacon...

There are also small faces, full of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, with empty mouths, constantly devouring each other.

It was as if someone was whispering something in the ear.

The voice sounded very clean, like the singing in St. Petersburg Cathedral, low, long, and peaceful.

"Welcome to the fifth prison..."

slap...

The firewood in the stove made a slight noise as it was burned out.

Nangong Baiye suddenly woke up, his face looked very bad.

"What?" Beiming Liancheng walked over, his long and narrow eyes glowing like night for unknown reasons.

Nangong Baiye shook her head, but did not speak. She felt that her current situation was very wrong.

No one will fall into a deep sleep in a few seconds...

unless!

"Are there other demons here?" Nangong Baiye reached out and pulled Beiming Liancheng's sleeve.

Beiming Liancheng lowered his head, watched her hold his hand, bent down suddenly, hugged her into his arms, and ran his palms along her hair: "No, he's not here."

Nangong Baiye did not relax because of such comfort, but became more tense.

What he said was that he wasn't here.

Then can she understand from the side that there is a black hand manipulating everything behind the scenes, even if he is not in the Rosemary, he can still turn people around?

Nangong Baiye clenched her hands slowly, the corners of her mouth raised a little bit, what she hates the most is being played by others.

"Let's go down." Nangong Baiye's eyes lighted up slightly: "It's time to use some tricks, since there are accomplices, it's easy to deal with, and break them apart."

Beiming Liancheng looked at her back, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, his thick eyebrows frowned, and the black feathers fell down.

In the black mist, Sheila, wearing a black cloak, knelt on the floor, with a thick black mist still lingering on her face: "Your Highness."

"Go back to the Hall of Demons, go to the palace of the Fifth Hell, and help me find something." Beiming Liancheng's cold eyes glanced over Xila, every inch of it was cold.

Sheila said yes respectfully, with doubts in her tone: "What is your Highness looking for?"

"Shards of the pericardium." Beiming Liancheng's tone sank, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, like a mandosalo blooming on the banks of the Styx River, full of evil and danger, anyone who is familiar with him knows , This is his angry front.

Sheila lowered her head, not daring to delay for a while. The black mist spread from her feet to her whole body, and it took only an instant.

Beiming Liancheng was the only one left in the empty corridor, his face was noble and indifferent, as arrogant as before, but even colder, the oil lamp in the ancestral hall shone, completely setting off his evil and dark like Satan in the dark night come out.

He just stood there, with one hand in the pocket of the fur coat, and the other hand propped on the carved railing, his back straightened, his thin lips slightly raised, and there was only a squeak!

It seemed that something was broken, and after careful inspection, it was found that a deep crack had spread from one end to the other end on the carved railing.

If someone came to lean on it at this time, the railing would definitely be shattered into powder, scattered everywhere.

"Heh..." Beiming Liancheng tilted his head, his long bangs blocked his blood-stained demon eyes. What he hated most was not letting others touch his fancy soul, even if it was just a little bit. ...

At this moment, Nangong Baiye still didn't know what happened on this side, her whole mind was on catching the murderer, with a faint smile on her lips.

Since those two people want to watch the drama of "You doubt me, I doubt you", let them be the protagonists once!

Nangong Baiye put down her teacup and started her one-person interrogation...

Han Zhi was the first to be called in.

Compared with the others, Han Zhi looked a little calmer.

Nangong Baiye looked at her, and said only one sentence: "Sazhi told me secretly just now, she said, you are the murderer..."

To the readers: Thank you to all the relatives who sent me to Saipan. I came up to take a look. Thank you for your hard work. I thought it would end tomorrow. If it wasn’t for you, maybe I wouldn’t be able to go. Thank you for your support, and then there will be an update. There are updates every day, but the data has been adjusted, and the specific situation will not be known until after the festival. I don’t know if everyone can see my message. It’s the Dragon Boat Festival, everyone can eat more rice dumplings, thank you, and the number of words in the third watch will be sent Come on, okay, good night.