Vampire cute baby tomb robber

367 His Royal Highness eats tofu with a black belly, and the black family is in danger

Even, he never resurrected.

Beiming Liancheng slightly bent his fingers, and stopped in mid-air, as if he wanted to touch her head, but stopped abruptly, then retracted his hand, and a faint light appeared in his amber eyes.

However, from Nangong Baiye's perspective, she couldn't see anything. The only thing she could feel was the man's pleasant smell of cold sandalwood. His chest was so close that it seemed as if the tip of his nose could touch his robe if he moved it.

Nangong Baiye stayed for a while with his hands and feet bound, but there was no movement.

"Why don't you move?" She wanted to raise her head, but he held the back of her head with his hand, and directly rubbed her into his arms.

Before Nangong Baiye had time to react, his thin lips were printed on his body, which happened to be where the heart was.

"Wait a little longer." The deep voice came from the top of her head slowly, with a metallic texture that no one could resist.

Nangong Bai Yeliu frowned, in order to avoid kissing his chest all the time, she moved slightly, her cheeks were pressed against the cold cloak, and she could not help but raise her face a little hot.

"How long? How about I let go first, and then hug when I leave?" Nangong Baiye suggested in a buzzing voice.

Beiming Liancheng vetoed her proposal with a cold voice: "No."

Nangong Baiye: ...

She suddenly felt that she might as well go back by herself o(□)o

Beiming Liancheng didn't hold him for long, His Highness the Seventh Prince's black belly has always been inconspicuous, and he is very good at grasping the speed.

Before Nangong Baiye could speak for the second time, he spoke in a low voice: "Hold tight, don't fall."

"Okay." Nangong Baiye's eyes lit up when he heard that he was about to move, and he put his arms around the man's lean and strong waist, completely unaware of how ambiguous their posture was at the moment.

A smile quickly flashed across Beiming Liancheng's eyes, and thick black fog spread from his feet...

It was just a gust of wind, and the room returned to its original emptiness...

In the backyard of Nangongyuan, a group of onmyojis gathered, staring at the dead pregnant woman with a numb expression, showing a strange smile in a place that Nangong Rongguang couldn't see...

However, Nangong Rongguang was not an idiot either.

On the contrary he is very smart.

When he saw the corpse, he had roughly the same thought as Nangong Baiye.

The death of this peasant woman must have something to do with Nielong.

Just why did she die in her own home?

This is what Nangong Rongguang couldn't figure out.

He knelt down, took the glove handed over by the butler, put it on his hand, and poked the corpse's face with his fingertips...

Judging from the softness of her skin, she didn't die for a long time.

It must have died in the middle of the night.

And when they saw the corpse, it was just dawn.

In other words, there is only two or three hours in the middle...

Nangong Rongguang took off the gloves and threw them aside, his handsome face sank slightly. First of all, he had to figure out who would open the door for her when she came in late at night?

Nangong Rongguang has already observed her feet, they are small golden lotus feet in ancient times, and they don't have much strength, which means that she doesn't know martial arts at all. An ordinary peasant woman.

In this way, the possibility of her sneaking in was ruled out.

Nangong Rongguang narrowed his eyes slightly, then called the butler over, and asked in a low voice, "Who was the guard on duty last night?"

"Master, it was cold last night, and the doorman had already gone to bed at that time." The housekeeper said respectfully.

Nangong Rongguang narrowed his eyes slightly, besides the guard, who else would open the door?

Who would stand at the door at night and open the door for that peasant woman?

Nangong Rongguang couldn't figure it out, so he lowered his eyes and waved his hands, telling the waiting soldiers to carry the corpse down.

Then, he led those onmyojis into the long corridor.

After walking for a while, Nangong Rongguang suddenly stopped.

He got it!

80.00% of the people who opened the door for the peasant women were the murderers in this case.

Otherwise, no one would stare at the gate in the middle of the night, after all, the temperature at that time can be almost as cold as cold.

If it wasn't for some purpose, who would be waiting for a peasant woman to enter the door...

However, Nangong Rongguang always cared about why he chose to kill people in Nangongyuan.

unless……

He himself lives in Nangongyuan!

Thinking of this, Nangong Rongguang suddenly raised his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he found that the road in front of him had changed. There was no light in the long corridor, and it was indescribably gloomy.

His pupils tightened, and he turned his head sideways, looking at the numb onmyoji around him, slowly moved his left hand, and put it on his lower back.

But before he could pull out the sword, a flying moth landed on the back of his neck, biting his vein hard...

Nangong Rongguang's eyes went dark, and the last sight he saw was the mouths of those onmyojis, which were black and holed, like molded moths...

Unprecedented resentment filled the sky above the imperial city, covering the sun overhead.

People who don't have spells thought it was cloudy and it was about to snow.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see a single snowflake, but the sky was getting grayer and grayer, making people's hearts and hair dull.

In the beginning, people didn't take it seriously.

But when it was almost noon, it suddenly became dark like night. Neighbors, you look at me, and I look at you.

He no longer dared to hang out on the street, and told the children not to run around.

Although they didn't know anything, their natural intuition told them that something big was going to happen in the capital!

In the west of the city, the Hei family, the maids were carrying plates and the best daughter Hong, shuttled back and forth in the main hall.

The previous officials came one after another, and each of them sat on their seats.

Although it was noon, the sky was night, and there was no light at all, so that Mr. Hei couldn't see the expressions of the lower officials clearly when he was sitting in the upper seat.

Master Hei was originally a rough person, and what he disliked the most was this kind of dark feeling, so he greeted the little baldheads, and ordered in a loud voice: "Go, call the young master, and let someone bring some beads. It's so dark, it really makes me unhappy!"

"Yes."

The little bald heads retreated under the orders, and after a while they entered the hall revealing a few big night pearls, and placed them in the four positions of the southeast, the north, and the west.

In an instant, the hall became much brighter.

Only then did Master Hei burst out laughing: "Come on, everyone, eat meat and drink!"

Talk about things and have a cup of pure daughter red, that is the rule of the Hei family, and the Hei master is full of pride and depressed.

Those ministers also raised their glasses, as if they were no different from usual.

But Master Hei didn't know why, he always felt that there was something weird...

correct.

Quiet!

These old bastards are a little too quiet today.

Everyone didn't say a word, just like a dead person.

laugh!

What are you thinking about.

Master Hei pursed his lips and poured himself another glass of wine, but he glanced at the minister who was closest to him.

He looked like he hadn’t eaten roast lamb chops in 800 years. He was lying on his stomach, sniffing the lamb chops with his nose, almost dripping on the plate, like a smoker smoking opium... …

Note to readers:

Cheers to the exam kids, Ann.