The character is broken!The General's Sick Beauty Is a Killer

Chapter 315
Compared with the brave heroes in the storybook, her behavior is definitely a selfish and despicable villain.

But Tang Xi didn't regret it, nor did he feel guilty.

She promised to have the cure, but they were only fighting for the cure, not for her.

Dawn breaks in the sky, the light of dawn illuminates the whole land, and the fires of hundreds of lanterns gradually go out. After a night of killing, it ends here.

Tang Xi promised to all the survivors that within a month, she would distribute the antidote to them.

The exhausted and tense faces of the assassins finally showed joyful smiles, their eyes were bright, and they were looking forward to the future. They supported each other and walked away toward the dawn.

Baozhen came from behind, silently handing over a pure black jade pendant.

This is why Tang Xi can order all the red vagina medicine men.

The jade pendant representing the identity of the pavilion master was quietly taken away by Ren Sang when Ning Yanxi was taking a medicinal bath, and handed over to her.

With this jade pendant, she asked Baozhen to persuade the group of medicine men.

The medicine people are not smart. Years of soaking in herbs made their bodies comparable to others, but it also corrupted their minds, making them naive and immature, making it hard to tell right from wrong.

They only recognized the pavilion master and the jade card, so Tang Xi asked Baozhen to deceive them, saying that she had inherited the position of pavilion master, but it hadn't been made public yet, and there was a jade card as proof.

Seeing the jade card, the group of medicine men had no doubt about him, and he was easily used by her, the "Pavilion Master".

Baozhen stayed where she was, and took the rest of the medicine men to deal with the scene. Tang Xi returned to the palace and went to the area where Yanmen was located.

With such a big event happening today, none of the members of Yanmen are at their posts. In the bright hall where people used to shuttle around, there is no one in the towering bookshelves left empty at this time.

Tang Xi stepped up and quickly walked towards the dark corridor behind.

Pushing open the door of the magnificent hall, which is one foot high, I saw Ren Sang sitting in front of the desk.

He leaned back in a large black armchair trimmed with strange silver patterns, his back was straight, and behind the delicately carved silver mask, his eyes were closed, and his long and dense eyelashes naturally fell down, casting a shadow.

Even when she pushed the door open, he didn't open his eyes.

Suffocating for breath, Tang Xi's heart trembled.

In my mind, the image of Xiaoxi jumping on her sword, the scene of Lei Rong borrowing the sword from her, and the grave next to each other flashed uncontrollably in my mind...

Her limbs were cold, her legs trembled uncontrollably, her eyes were sore, and a layer of mist gathered. She lifted her heavy legs with difficulty, and approached him slowly and feebly step by step.

In just a few steps, she felt like she had walked for a long time, passing through stacked bookshelves, and finally arrived at the desk.

He didn't move yet, and closed his eyes peacefully, as if he had fallen asleep forever.

Tang Xi clenched the sword in his hand tightly, his nails clasped on the rough hilt, penetrated into the bone marrow, and pierced into the pain at the apex of his heart.

The voice choked, "Why... why do you all have to—"

Halfway through Tang Xi's words, he suddenly froze, his eyes widened, and he looked at Ren Sang who suddenly opened his eyes in embarrassment and disbelief.

His eyes were full of sleepy sleepiness, red blood visible to the naked eye, apparently just waking up after fatigue, showing a little displeasure at being disturbed.

As soon as he saw Tang Xi's red eyes and tears that were about to cry, he was slightly stunned.Immediately thinking of why she had such an expression, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he said hoarsely, "I will not commit suicide."

a promise.

A reassuring promise.

(End of this chapter)