Chapter 369 Reviews For 369.

The salted fish?

Ji Yunshu did not study deeply.

“What about the scene?How is he now?”

"You have to worry about yourself first, I heard the guard say, you are injured?"How is it?”

"I'm all right."She lied and said, "You don't have to worry about what kind of organ should be outside the whole mountain village, otherwise the son will not be able to enter, and you don't have to dress like this."

Mo Ruo: "Yes, you guessed it right, the outside is like an impenetrable prison, but inside, it is very slack."

That's natural!

It’s hard on the outside, and you don’t have to be tight on the inside!

Ji Yunshu worried: "You still hurry to go, if you are found, you can't leave."

Moro did not look at her, busy with the matter, pricked up his ears, frowned and asked, "What is the situation here now?"

Jian Yunshu can only talk a short story and say things once and for all.

Listen to it, I'm surprised!

Looking at the headless skeleton on the table, he subconsciously moved his hand to the side.

The back throbbed.

"As long as you're there, there's a case."He swallowed the mouth and said, “But do you really believe they’re going to let you go?”

“Do I have any other choice?”

"Jingrong has planned to borrow a soldier from Jingzhou, and just wait to attack the mountain to save you."

Hearing this, Ji Yunshu immediately refused: "No, Moru, you must promise me that you must not let him do this, once the mountain is attacked, the consequences are unimaginable, can no longer sacrifice people."

“But...”

"I believe Zhao Huai, as long as he finds out, he will let me go."

In fact, all kinds of interests, if you know!

Even if the soldiers of Jingzhou Kanghou master are strong, they will attack the mountains and save people, they will surely die and hurt countless times.

So according to Ji Yunshu, the only feasible way now is to find out the case and go and gamble with Zhao Huai.

And Moro is reasonable too!

He nodded, "Well, I'll find a way to stop the scene, but if something really happens, he'll kill me."

Ji Yunshu firmly said, "I will leave safely."

With that, she glanced back at the door, took out a piece of her waist-to-heart, and handed it over to Moro.

“Please help me see what this is.”

Moro opened it, moved a few fingers, put it on the nose and smelled it.

The smell of the fragrant camphor tree.

“It must be medicine.”

“What medicine?”

"If I am not mistaken, this should be a drug that my father once made, called peace of mind, developed with balsamic camphor, cyannibala, seven sons, worm rice and other medicinal herbs, but the specific role is used to do what, my father did not mention, but since it is called peace of mind, it should be used to calm God."

Ann of God?

Ji Yunshu questioned: "Only your father has developed this drug?"

"Yes, because my father personally developed the potion, he will record, I read the book he left, I saw the book he left, I saw it above, but he wrote the formula, but never wrote, is an old man left for me a problem."

Flavoured baby!

The old man is dead, and he has one hand left!

It was as if the heart was covered with a mist.

Moro asked curiously, “Where did you get this medicine from?”

Ji Yunshu did not have time to explain too much, and took the handkerchief back: "I will explain it to you, but now, you still hurry to go, the two people are expected to come back soon."

"Then be careful, the son will be outside the mountain village, if you have something, use the previous method, bring out the information, she will inform us at any time, Jingjing there, I will find a way to calm him down."

“Thank you.”

Moro looked back at the guard who was eating the bag.

This kid can really eat.

Before the two mountain bandits returned, he was gone.

He stood up and chased two steps, and was pulled by Ji Yunshu.

“Don’t talk to anyone, okay?”

"You know, Shu and Brother Moro are playing Tibetan games."

"Yes, it's a Tibetan game."

Well, Ji Yun Shu really wanted to hit his own mouth, and once again fooled his defense, I don't know if he would take himself to obsess over his affairs in the future, sit on the floor and talk on his knees...

After Moro left, he changed his clothes and left the mountain.

When the fish wakes up, it’s awe-iden face!

Immediately ran to the defender, but the defender sat unharmed on the stone steps outside the house to play with the stone.

He kicked it up and said, “Boy, what’s going on?”How could I faint?”

“How do I know?”

“How can you not know?”

"You yourself fainted, I cried to you for a long time, you shouldn't be me, and then I'll go."

The little fish half-believed, twisted his neck, always felt that something was wrong, it could be clear that nothing had happened.

So I thought, just...

After the small fish left, Ji Yunshu came out from inside.

Sit down next to the guard.

The defender looked at her head, raised a big smile, and raised his sleeves and wiped them on his forehead.

"Shu Er is not very tired, full of sweat."

She shook her head, "I'm not tired."

“Scully, why do you like those bamboo Janes?”It's not fun to watch."

The so-called bamboo, that is, the bones.

She couldn’t laugh, she shouldn’t have lied to her.

"Weather, in fact, those bamboo Janes are like your friends, if you can't be real friends with them, then they will not treat you as a friend, you can't get the information you want from them."

“What information?”

“The truth.”

“What truth?”

“This...” Ji Yunshu was teased by him.

It will be time, it will be twilight!

The orange-red light shone down from half the sky, just sprinkled on two people, facing the light, sitting side by side on the stone steps.

It has a "sunrise and sunset" feeling!

The guard was probably tired, and he leaned on Ji Yunshu's shoulder and squinted to rest.

What was Barabbas saying in his mouth.

He reached out and rubbed his head, and his mouth rubbed a faint smile.

But when it slows down, the face is heavy again!

Worried about this murder...

At this moment, Zhao Huai locked himself in the house and sat in a daze for the whole day.

Look no way to the front!

The body is motionless, as long as the eyes are dark.

His mind flashed countless times into the picture of the wedding room a year ago.

He opened the red door in front of him.

The bride in it, in a red wedding dress, covered her face with a red lid, should have been sitting on the big bed, so that her bridegroom would lift the red head on her head.

However, the thin body lay lightly on the ground...

The blood spilled a little from her chest, staining the red dress reddish and darker.

In front of the bride, it is not his bridegroom, but a tall and terrible person.

The man held a sword in his hand and turned his back on Zhao Huai, and he could not see what the murderer looked like at that time, whether it was treacherous or regretted...