Chapter 4 A Hundred Miles of Conspiracy

After everyone left, there was only one person left in the room. Spread out the palm of your hand, and there is a ball of paper in the palm. This paper ball was thrown back by Bai Li Xi at the last moment. This move is very meaningful.

"The Baili clan is the weakest family among the four major families. However, in terms of news, it is the first in the mainland and is known as the uncrowned king. He claimed that there was no unknown news. He frowned deeply and stared at the paper ball in his palm, which never opened.

The Baili clan can survive in the mainland with the news, and even ranks among the top 20 forces, not just an intelligence agency. In this way, there must be a reason for its existence.

Existence is justified.

"However, what is there in me that can arouse the interest of the Baili family, and I don't even hesitate to send this paper ball directly. Aren't they afraid of exposure in my handing over clan?" Lei Dong looked at the paper ball and was a little distracted.

With the more contact with the mainland, the more you know, a feeling of powerlessness is deeply exhausted. Once upon a time, I naively thought that if I had enough strength, I would see through everything and jump out of the mystery. Now it seems that such an idea is just a child's delusion. With enough strength, how strong is it?

"However, no matter what, I want to see what is written in this paper ball." Immediately thinking about it, the thunder directly spread out the paper ball.

The paper ball is spread out, revealing the content.

On the pumping paper ball, there are only four words listed horizontally here: Jun-level Dragon

In just four words, Lei Dong saw that the pupils in his eyes tightened for a moment, and he was in a trance, as if he had been struck by lightning. He looked at the note with four thought-provoking words.

Immediately, the thunder clenched the note in the palm of the hand, and a few traces of thunder flashed in the white palm, and then the palm spread out, leaving only a small pinch of black ashes...

"What on earth are they going to do?" Lei Dong looked at the top of the bed and was stunned.

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The second day

The sky is slightly bright, with a hazy gray. The whole Lei Mansion is silent and immersed in sleep. Only a few servants and maidservants in the huge Lei Mansion have got up and started the busy day.

Looking down from the top of Lei's house, there is a figure running past on the left, running in a hurry. It seems to be a little urgent. What's the emergency?

If the thunder is here, you will recognize that this woman is the blonde and blue-eyed beauty Eckerel who visited her room yesterday.

Ecqueline ran in flames, frowning and smiling as if thinking of something, and the light of wisdom flashed in her eyes and a little cunning.

"Well, I can definitely catch his handle this time, and I will never escape the palm of my hand." As she ran, Ecqueville thought, "Well, what ability do you have to be my husband who wants to be!"

She ran over in a hurry, immediately turned to the right side, and ran away. It seemed that she had written down this route clearly and had a plan for a long time.

Shangguan Weier is very familiar with coming to the thunderous courtyard.

The courtyard is quiet and quiet, with an ancient charm, but it is a comfortable place. This courtyard is a thunderous residence. Earlier, because of the thunder, it was not taken seriously, and there was only Xiaoqing, a maidservant. Later, Lei Dong was born, and he showed amazing strength in the talent trial and won an anti-sky score of 1,000 points in one fell swoop, which confirmed the name of the young master of the Lei family. The manager of the Lei family wanted to send a servant to guard him, but Lei Dong refused. Nowadays, in the whole yard, there are only Lei Dong and Xiao Qing, and occasionally only Lei Dong's parents will come to see their son.

"Well, pretending to be sick in **. If Xin'er hadn't pulled me yesterday, I would have been able to expose you. A room of chicken legs smell, do you think I'm stupid?" Weier looked at the small courtyard in front of her angrily, and immediately calmed down and became cautious.

Wei Er looked around carefully and saw that there was no one around, and there was still silence around. She smiled secretly. Then he came to the thunder gate, and his mood was a little turbulent.

"You must be able to catch his handle this time and dare to pretend to be sick and lie to me?" Weier carefully peeked at the situation inside to avoid frightening the snake, while thinking.

There is no sound in the room. If you listen carefully, you can hear even breathing. In this way, the thunder seems to be sleeping and hasn't woken up yet.

Weier waited for a moment, and the room was still the same, so she calmed down. Immediately, a light flashed in her hand. On her white and slender fingers, the middle finger sword actually condensed a thin ice cone. The ice cone was full of cold air, and the top was cold.

She stretched out her middle finger and quietly reached into the cracks of the door. The door was hung with horizontal wood from the inside, and only in this way could she avoid the owner inside sneaking in.

After moving for a moment, the thin ice cone touched the horizontal wood. Wei Er was happy and gently lifted it up. Under the action of the ice cone, the crossbar slowly rises...

When the door opened, Wei Er lightened her steps and walked in cautiously. After crossing the threshold, he looked around and gently closed the door until there was no one.

The room is not big, and the dull atmosphere in the room is a little stuffy. There are some scrolls hanging around. Although there are many of these scrolls, there is one thing in common. They are all paintings of scenery. The paintings are all scenery, the scenery of the four seasons, the scenery of the mountains, the scenery of the deep sea, the scenery of the clouds, and all kinds of scenery. On the left is a thunderous bed, and on the right is the bookcase where the dense scrolls are placed. There is a table in front of the bookcase, and there is an unfinished picture scroll on it.

"I didn't expect that he was a versatile person. If such a scenery had not been carefully observed, it could not be drawn at all." These landscape scrolls alone, as well as the unfinished landscape scrolls on the table, Weier was a little surprised to see these, and at the same time, her impression of thunder has changed a little.

A person who has been autistic for many years, but can draw so many detailed scenery pictures, can rise in a year, defeat the same generation, and create a permanent trial myth. This teenager has a mysterious color.

Weier found that she seemed to be more and more curious about this teenager...

She walked over. She was approaching the bed. Looking from a distance, she slept comfortably with her eyes closed. His face is ruddy, which is a little different from yesterday's paleness. Today's thunder is not sick at all. If you get out of bed, you can go up the mountain to fight tigers.

"Well, this is the evidence. How dare you pretend to be sick and lie to me!! Let me find out!!" Weier became more and more proud. The state of thunder has made her confirm the correctness of her thoughts, but this thunder is pretending to be sick...

This general discovery makes Wei Er more and more proud. He is such a magical person, or his future son-in-law, and has a wonderful pen. Why does he pretend to be sick? When the four races come together, is there any secret in it?

Walking to the thunder bedside, the thunder still did not wake up, and he frowned as if he had dreamed of something.

"A little handsome, the little kid is quite attractive..."

"However, I'm going to expose your mask and let you pretend to be sick to deceive me!"

The more Wei Er thought about it, the more excited she became. She hurriedly stretched out her hand and thought about it. She went straight to the thunderous horn. She grabbed the quilt horn and was excited, as if she saw the thunderous embarrassment of her joy. Her wrists were hard, and then pulled suddenly...!

In the quiet morning, there was a sharp cry, which shocked countless early bird birds around foraging.

"The pervert! Exhibitionist! Narcissist!!"

Three angry and delicate voices came to my thoughts from the room, and the whole yard seemed to have experienced an earthquake. Immediately, the door was opened directly, and Wei Er threw it away with a red face.

In the room, the thunder squinted with hazy sleepy eyes, and the sunlight through the door was a little dazzling. The quilt has been thrown to the ground and stained with dust, and the thunder is red. Body. Naked. Body, ** cool breeze, a lazy little white dragon rippled leisurely there.

Thundering red. Naked. Sleeping with her body is called 'eating a quilt'. Such a unique hobby was found to be a yellow woman who has not yet left the cabinet. No wonder she left with a blush of shame.

"Is this a temptation, or is it because of her nature?" Lei Dong narrowed his eyes and was stunned, and a few wisps of thought appeared in his eyes. Some things still didn't understand.

However, when Weier had just taken the first step into the courtyard, Lei Dong had already woken up.

...

In the morning, the big men had their own things, but there was a morning hissing voice circulating among the people in the house. For a moment, it was a good talk. Some good things were even talked about, talking with their noses and eyes, as if they witnessed everything with their own eyes.

Lei Dong stays in the small hospital as usual, and the patient number naturally needs to be cultivated.

However, Eckwell's face turned red all morning. From time to time, she clenched her little fists and her face was full of resentment. Her whole body was on the verge of an outbreak, and her anger rose to the sky. Some disciples of the Ike family became venting buckets and were flattened by the little princess, and painful groans came from the room from time to time.

This moan has become a sequel to the roar in the morning in the mouths of Leifu's subordinates, which is widely circulated.

...

"Young master, a subordinate just sent you a letter, saying that it was given to you by a young master!" Xiaoqing came over and handed over a letter with the words 'Thunder' on the envelope.

The word is strong, with a trace of softness in the stubbornness. Although it is not strong and soft, it is slightly small.

"Is it him?"

The cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly opened the envelope and spread out the letters inside.

After a long time, the letter was directly and naturally, slowly turning into ashes under the flames. After reading the letter, his face was gloomy, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Do you want to meet tonight? What the hell are you going to do? How much do you know?"

(The earrings are not well written, and there are not many collections, only more than 500. This score is a street item everywhere. However, I lick my face and ask for a red ticket. It's enough for each person to get one a week. Don't have too much. Let me feel that I'm not fighting alone. Thank you!)