Emperor's Red Makeup: The Duke is too black

Chapter 295 Don't Kill Him

Wu Changge's eyes darkened, and when he was about to speak, a flying arrow shot towards him instantly, and he caught the flying arrow with a very quick reaction.Opening the small note on the flying arrow in front of the mysterious man and Yue Zhixiang, doubts appeared on his face, but he quickly covered it up. When he looked at Yue Zhixiang again, he smiled, "It seems You don't deserve to die today, the Lord decided to spare your life. You can go."

"I will settle this account with him sooner or later." Yue Zhixiang said coldly, the blood on the corner of her mouth had already been wiped off by him, but the chill from the corner of her mouth never disappeared.

Wu Changge didn't take Yue Zhixiang's words to heart at all, Yue Zhixiang is not qualified to settle accounts with the Lord, but——

He looked at the mysterious man, and a trace of doubt quickly flashed in his eyes, "As for you? You should leave too."

"Qingyang has been made into such a virtue by you, shouldn't you rectify it?" the mysterious man said meaningfully.

Wu Changge thought this person was very interesting, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and looked at him, "For example?"

"In addition to cleaning up these corpses, of course we must also give some spiritual compensation to the people of Qingyang."

Wu Changge smiled in his heart, and continued to raise his eyebrows to look at him, "Another example?"

A gleam flashed in the mysterious man's eyes, and his hoarse voice suddenly became low and serious, "Let your master think about whether this murder should be committed today!"

Wu Changge looked at the mysterious man with cold eyes, "You are looking for death!"

"Whether I'm courting death or not is up to you little Wu Changge." The man flicked his sleeves, and a strong gust of wind shot at Wu Changge, with an unavoidable arrogance and coldness, It made it too late for him to dodge, so he had to suffer this blow.

There were bursts of severe pain in his chest, but Wu Changge's face didn't show at all, I saw him looking at the mysterious person lightly, with murderous intent in his heart, but he couldn't do it, because the Lord changed because of this person If it is decided, then the identity of this person is by no means simple, and he cannot do anything.

Seeing him, the mysterious man just looked at him bitterly but didn't do anything, as if he had thought of something, his eyes fell on the small note in his hand, "Let's let you go today, if you dare to kill people at will, don't blame me You're welcome!"

Wu Changge sneered, "Then I want to see how you are rude to me."

The mysterious man stopped talking, but helped Yue Zhixiang, jumped over the men in black, and left the bloody old house.

This place used to be the biggest dark spot of Heartless Palace in Dashi Kingdom, but now, it has become a ruin, no, it should be said that it has become the most eerie and strange place of death in Qingyang.

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"I can only send you here, you go on your own, remember, if you don't have real power, don't think about revenge, because you really don't have the qualifications!"

This was too straightforward to listen to, but Yue Zhixiang listened carefully, "Thank you for reminding me."

"You don't need to thank me, I'm just dropping by. Besides, your relationship with my old friend is worth my shot." The man waved his hand, "Okay, I'm leaving too, you can take care of yourself."

"What's your relationship with Xuanhong?" Yue Zhixiang supported a purple-red pillar in the ruined temple, her eyes locked on the person hidden under the cloak.

The man paused, without looking back at him, "Old friend."

With a little tiptoe, she flew away from the ruined temple, leaving only Yue Zhixiang with puzzled and doubtful eyes.

He thought, maybe he guessed wrong, this person is not her at all.

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In the garden of pear blossoms, the song "Laughing in the Sea" slowly sounded with a ray of loss. The sound of the flute was hazy and rough, with the helplessness and vastness of the sea, and also a hint of frustration that should not belong to this song.

It was still the same place, the same flute, and the same man, but the state of mind was completely different.

Xuan Luo slowed down her pace, the closer she got, the more she couldn't understand this man's heart, he loves herself, there is no doubt about it, so why did he destroy the Heartless Palace?She still can't figure it out.

Finally, she still walked to the place where Mo Wang's lyre was placed, sighed, sat down, plucked the strings with her fingers lightly, and kept up with his rhythm. The meaning, but it was played by the two of them in another inexplicable meaning.

The sound of the flute is gone, but the sound of the qin is still there. The fingertips change, and the beautiful music like spring flowers and autumn moons opens the curtain of the night. Sometimes it is as light as the wind, and sometimes it is as soft as the cloud. She puts her whole heart into the qin In the process, he carefully created a beautiful spring, autumn and moonlit night for him, and created a world without killing, hatred, and anger.

The slender figure stood just under the pear blossoms, the faint night light could not reveal the loneliness in his heart, only the confusion in his eyes.

He began to indulge in the sound of the piano, holding the jade flute tightly with his slender hands, and her beautiful appearance was reflected in the deep pupils, but what really caught his attention was the tranquility and beauty that naturally emanated from her eyes, such an expression , How natural and rare it is to appear on her body.

He raised his foot and approached her, stood in front of the lyre, stretched out his hand and pressed on one of the lyres, his deep and charming voice became a little hoarse, "Stop playing, it's not suitable."

Xuan Luo raised her head and looked up at him, as if she was looking up at her sky. Feeling the loneliness in his eyes, she finally couldn't help but say, "I saved him."

She knew that he was such a smart person, how could he not guess that it was her?
"I know." Huangfu Yao stretched out his hand, motioning for Xuan Luo to give it to him. Xuan Luo was stunned, but stood up and handed his hand to him, "Are you angry?"

"No." Huangfu Yao shook his head and led her into the depths of Lihualuo. Feeling the softness of his palm, he sighed and said helplessly, "I knew you would save him, but I didn't expect you to know so much. Quick, if you know..."

"If you knew, you would let your people kill faster, wouldn't you?" Xuan Luo interrupted him, and said softly, but the tone that sounded cool and coquettish on weekdays became a little stiff.

Huangfu Yao paused, but did not deny it.

"Yao, I want to know why." She stopped, tilted her head, and looked up at him.

Huangfu Yao didn't look at her, but looked up at the endless starry sky, and said slowly: "I don't allow anyone to kill you, and I don't allow anyone to covet your feelings. All committed."

"Is it just because of this?" Not only was Xuan Luo not relieved by this answer, but he asked instead.

"Yuezhixiang knows too much."

Xuan Luo suddenly put his hand on Huangfu Yao's chest, stared at him, and said word by word: "Yue Zhixiang is my master's child, no matter what the reason is, I hope you don't kill him. Well, I beg you .”

(End of this chapter)