Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 140 - Bo Luoyi meets Mingzhuang
At the junction of Dayan and Xuwang Forest, Huyan Wuji was wearing a crane cloak and a Lun scarf, leading two little boys to burn incense and sit at the entrance of Xuwang Forest.

His slender, jade-like fingertips slid across the strings lazily, the sound of the plain strings broke, and the fragrance of emerald silk faded, fluttering like pieces of flying flowers in the evening, curling up like a hazy snow cage.

Just as he was dying, the sound of the zither suddenly faded away, with endless chill, like the sound of golden drums and warhorns, the sound moved the world, and the scene of life and death fighting.

And behind him, there was the uniform sound of horseshoes and the sound of knives being sharpened, intertwined and ups and downs, shocking.

Li Qingmei and Sikong Que were full of despair, looking helplessly at the thousands of troops in front of them.

"Que... you first..."

"no way!"

Sikong Que was decisive and interrupted what she wanted to say next.

Worrying that she would repeat the same mistakes that she made when Lin Yuxiong was in vain that year, she resolutely abandoned his mistakes, he moved a little flustered, and tightly clenched her palms, dense cold sweat broke out from them.

"His target is me! Que!!"

"Don't leave me alone again! I don't allow it! Promise me for a lifetime! One year, one month, one day! One hour! It doesn't count as a lifetime! I can't!"

Sikong Que suppressed his grief, his eyes were piercing red, and he tightly rubbed Li Qingmei in his arms.

"Zheng..."

As the strings of the zither broke, Huyan pressed the zither without distance to stop the sound, and casually picked up the wine cup at hand and sipped it lightly.

When he put down the wine cup again, he suddenly sneered and said:

"Stop fighting, let's die together!"

He lightly raised his hand, and the horse Xiaoxiao neighed behind him, and countless tiger and leopard cloud riders drew out their scimitars, and rushed towards Sikong Que and Li Qingmei who were on horseback, shouting contemptuously.

Just when the two sides were about to engage in hand-to-hand combat, a red-roofed canopy-covered carriage charged into the formation, blowing fragrant winds wherever it passed.

"stop!"

An anxious female voice came from inside the car, and then a white white hand hurriedly lifted the veil, revealing the face of the woman inside the car.

"Lu Xue! Come here!"

Huyan beckoned to Wencheng and Lu Xue affectionately, motioning for her to come to his side.

Wencheng Lu Xue jumped off the carriage and flew in front of Sikong Que's horse.

"Brother Wuju, let them go, okay? I beg you!"

Her teary eyes were dim, but she actually knelt down on her knees, and began to kowtow heavily towards Huyan Wuji.

"Wencheng, don't kneel! I accept your wish!"

Sikong Que jumped off his horse and helped Wencheng Lu Xue up.

At this time, she was sobbing softly with pear blossoms and rain, and there were gurgling bloodstains on her forehead, which made people unable to help but feel pity for the fragrance and jade.

There were still no waves on Huyan Wuju's face, but the hand behind him was clenched into a fist because of the anger in his heart.

"Lu Xue! Come here!"

There was an unprecedented tenderness in the corner of his mouth, and an unprecedented negotiation and compromise in his tone.

"What's so good about him? It's worth your red-eyed and smiling forgiveness?!"

"He's already married! Just now he wanted to live and die with his ugly wife! Don't be stupid! You were deceived by him!"

Hu Yan Wuju stared at the scar on Wencheng Lu Xue's forehead, with complex and incomprehensible lights in his eyes.

"Loving him is my own business! I never expect to get his response! As long as he lives happily! I would rather not see him in my life!"

Wencheng Lu Xue lowered her head and murmured sadly, her pretendingly strong tone was pitiful.

"Let them go!"

She yelled sadly at Huyan Wuju, whose face was already livid, and saw that he was still indifferent.

Wencheng Lu Xue took out a sharp Hidden Sword and pressed it against his neck.

"Brother Wuju! Please let them go!"

(End of this chapter)