emperor cold concubine

Chapter 102
night, very dark.

Outside the hall, it was surprisingly quiet. The melodious and melodious singing of the singers on the Fen River accompanied by the beautiful piano sound came faintly in the air, which did not have a luxurious charm.

In the living room, Cang Hao and Xie Changting sat cross-legged opposite each other, and the chess game was fiercely fought. At first glance, the black and white pieces seemed to be evenly matched, evenly divided.

Picking up a sunspot and dropping it on the chessboard, Xie Changting's expression was as calm as ever, there was no trace of nervousness on his gentle and handsome face, and he said in a gentle voice: "Master let the last master go out at this time, there will be no harm." Is it dangerous?"

Cang Hao picked up the white piece, "It's okay. If she likes it, let her go. It won't hurt."

Although the chess game is like a battlefield, they come and go, but the movements of the two are so elegant, as if they are cultivators who don't know the fireworks in the world, and they don't have a trace of nervousness. Their expressions are extremely calm and calm, as if they regard the game as a game An unparalleled pleasure.

Staring at the chess game, Xie Changting calmly responded to the next move, and said calmly: "The strength of the dead men raised by the Murong Mansion should not be underestimated, and this time they came here for the King Yue and Yuxi, at this critical moment of life and death, they must be all out." Come out, the last master can handle it with one person's strength?"

Cang Hao casually ate a sunspot, then curled his lips indifferently: "Don't worry, she can do it."

Xie Changting was slightly silent when he heard the words, and after a while, he spoke again: "The master seems to be very confident in the ability of the last master?"

Cang Hao said: "Changting, you might as well remember one sentence, Su Mo's ability, at any time, you just look up to her, there are too many people who underestimate her, there is no need for you to be one more."

Xie Changting stared at the intricate white and black pieces on the chessboard, thinking about how to move next, so as not to be caught by Cang Hao's white pieces. After a while, his brows furrowed slightly, and he dropped a piece lightly.

Looking up at Cang Hao, Xie Changting narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression as calm as water: "In these years, every time I look at the master, Changting has an absurd feeling in his heart, and always feels that the master does not seem to belong to this mundane world."

Never expecting to hear these words, Cang Hao was slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows, glanced at Xie Changting lightly, but did not speak.

"Changting sometimes even wonders whether the master has gone through several reincarnations with the memories of his past, otherwise how could he have such a mind that seems to have been cultivated for thousands of years, and even so omnipotent, like a vast and boundless sky, teaching Changting forever It feels unattainable.”

Unattainable?
Cang Hao said lightly: "This doesn't seem like something Xie Changting would say."

"That's why Chang Ting said he thought it was ridiculous." Chang Ting dropped another softly, "Over the years, Chang Ting has been arrogant, thinking that the people around the master are so naive and ignorant, and never put them in his eyes In the end, I found out that the one who is really naive is actually Chang Ting himself."

Cang Hao didn't speak, and made a soundless sound.

Xie Changting was silent for a moment, the sunspot in his hand calmly dropped, but strange emotions were brewing in his heart, he hesitated for a moment, he said: "Actually, Changting has never asked the master, in these years, Changting's self-willedness time and time again, the master feels bored ?”

"If you are self-willed in front of this king, you will never be as good as you." Cang Hao said lightly, as if he didn't really care about it, but his words inexplicably reassured Chang Ting, "You will be self-willed in return. Didn’t you suffer from bruises all over your body? This king’s whip and torture rod have never been merciless. If you are really bored, this king has no less than a hundred ways to make you disappear, so why bother?”

Chang Ting smiled lightly, seeming to let go of his worries, and said in a low voice: "Master is never bored, but anger is inevitable. Chang Ting can feel it kindly every time he is beaten so hard that he cannot get out of bed."

Cang Hao said indifferently: "This king always thinks that you are the one asking for the beating, so I think it is better to fulfill you."

Chang Ting turned his head to look at the sky outside, and the conversation naturally changed: "The dead men in Murong Mansion are nothing to be afraid of, but the man behind Murong Qing has to be wary. The situation of the last master may not be as optimistic as the master said .”

Cang Hao glanced at him indifferently, "You don't intend to draw a winner?"

Xie Changting said: "Playing chess with the master, the process is more worthy of attention than the result."

Cang Hao stood up, glanced at him meaningfully, and said indifferently: "Your information is not inferior."

Xie Changting followed suit and stood up, he didn't seem to mind being seen through, he just lowered his head slightly and said: "Master's affairs, Changting is always more concerned."

Cang Hao took a deep look at him, turned around, walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back, and said in a calm voice: "Speaking of which, staying by my king's side would have wronged you. If not, today's Xie Changting would also It should be a well-known overlord in the world."

Competing in the world, the brilliance is fully displayed, the heroes bow their heads, and the world is famous. This is the life that Xie Changting should have had.

Chang Ting was startled, then lightly raised the corners of his lips, and followed his steps, his peaceful voice was so clear and recognizable in the silent night, with unrepentant persistence and loyalty, he said: "When you meet your master, even if Chang Ting If you give up the whole world, even if you are just a small and humble slave, you will have no complaints. In a long life, it is rare to meet someone who is willing to give up everything to follow. If you don’t follow your own heart, wouldn’t it be boring?”

The west bank of the Fen River is full of swords and swords.

Preemptive strike.

Su Mo's speed was too fast, not to mention those men in black, even Mo Li didn't see exactly how she made the move, but when he reacted, a circle of corpses had fallen on the ground, surrounding him. The men in black, standing in the innermost row of more than 20 people, fell to the ground in a standard circle and were all killed on the spot.

It was as if he had seen the scene of conquering the purple-clothed cavalry on the school field that day again, with his unfathomable body movements, his terrifying skill of killing him with one blow, taking his life in the blink of an eye, and still being able to handle thousands of people with ease.

The weapon she used that day was a short dagger, but at this moment, when Mo Li looked down, the man in black who fell on the ground could not see any wounds on his body.

"Do dead people look better than living people!" Su Mo coldly reprimanded, Mo Li came back to his senses, and found that all the men in black had moved in an instant, full of murderous aura, most of them attacked Yue Xiao, and stayed in the black. The eyes outside the scarf glowed with a dead and bloodthirsty light.

"Protect Yue Xiao." Su Mo ordered coldly, turned around, raised his right hand, and landed a move, which cost several lives.

With a sword step approaching Yue Xiao's side, Mo Li's icy eyes glanced at the many black-clothed dead men in front of him, and the snow-scarred sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, with awe-inspiring murderous aura, a flash of sword light flashed across, and blood flew across, leaving The men in black closest to Yue Xiao didn't react yet, they only felt a pain in their necks, and they were instantly deprived of their breath.

More than 100 people were dispatched together, and it was hard to tell who was the leader. Su Mo knew that a dead man was like a killer, and his life was like nothing in the eyes of his master, and the leader only played the role of giving orders when going out. It doesn't mean that his life is more valuable than other people's lives. The principle of catching the thief first will never work for them. Therefore, she doesn't even distinguish who is the leader, and kills everything she sees without mercy.

The body turned around, Su Mo opened his right hand, and the six sleeve arrows shot into the eyebrows of the six people with lightning speed, and the six corpses fell to the ground at the same time.Su Mo turned his eyes. For those who were doomed to die, it was too superfluous to take a look at them. His starry eyes swept over them, and there were 69 people waiting to be slaughtered.

Dozens of corpses had already fallen by the river, blood stained the bluestone slabs under his feet, and occasionally there was a sound of weapons colliding in his ears, or the sound of a man in black screaming and falling to the ground. The eyes exuded a ruthless murderous aura that was even worse than that of a dead man. His slender figure spun rapidly, and the sky silk on his hand slid across, causing a spray of blood to fly. The seven people around him fell on their backs without any suspense. There was a bloodstain as thin as a hair, which was bright and dazzling.

Glancing back, Yue Xiao was waving a python whip in his hand, beating a black-clothed man inseparably. The other black-clothed dead men who wanted to attack were all stopped by Mo Li, and they couldn't get closer to Yue Xiao. Inside.

Mo Li's martial arts moves are like the icy cold wind in winter, where the sword qi passes, the stern murderous aura is like a chain of ecstasy. The sword in his hand is the famous king's sword in the world. That fatal move definitely didn't just require one's life.

With Mo Li around, at least, Yue Xiao will not be in any danger for the time being.

Su Mo turned around, but at this moment, several sharp long swords struck at the same time, with a cold light, barely two inches away from the center of the eyebrows——
Seeing this dangerous scene with sharp eyes, Mo Li's expression changed, and he almost couldn't help but fly to rescue him, but the subordinates of the black-clothed dead men who kept trying to get close to Yue Xiao became more and more ruthless, and Mo Li was only distracted , two swords had struck the front, although he hastily turned sideways to avoid the vital points, but was still scratched by the tip of the sword on his left shoulder and chest, leaving two bloodstains.

Although Yue Xiao managed to cope with it for the time being and did not lose the wind, it was because Mo Li escorted him. Seeing Mo Li injured this time, he was worried, and a little anger welled up in his heart. On the neck of a man in black, a cold light flashed in Yue Xiao's eyes, and suddenly he exerted force on his hand, and the man in black screamed and fell down.

The shining sword light reflected in his eyes, Su Mo smiled coldly, his body instantly leaned back into a semicircle at an incredible speed and angle, and supported the ground with his hands. , kicked out one after another, bang bang bang, accompanied by the sound of broken neck bones, the three figures flew out like kites with broken strings, then fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then remained silent.

In less than a stick of incense, Su Mo took several shots, each of which almost killed at least three people. The black-clothed dead men were obviously successfully deterred by Su Mo's methods, and even a little scared. Dozens of people involuntarily gathered in a crowd. At the same time, there was a slight fear in the dead eyes.

There was a slight commotion.

A cold and bright sword light pierced the air, Su Mo turned his head to look over, the only three people left in front of Mo Li Yue Xiao also failed to escape the fate of the soul locked by the god of death. The beautiful Fenhe Riverside.

Su Mo cast a approving look, looked around again with cold eyes, and smiled coldly, "Very well, there are 43 people left."

(End of this chapter)