The Prodigal: Beauties Don't Run

Chapter 117 One Thought

"Master." An Yihan saluted politely and refilled my tea.

There is no one else in the room at the moment, and I am also wearing a mask like him, because tonight is a night of rehearsal for many days. "Do you know why I came to you alone?"

He didn't make a sound, just waited quietly, I took off the mask, put it down gently, sighed, and drank his tea: "If you want revenge, you have to completely abandon everything in the past. But not many people can do it, Even I can't do it myself. Because it will be enchanted and I will lose myself, and I don't want to see you being blinded for revenge."

"What does the master mean?" Under the mask, he remained silent.

"Don't see blood tonight. If you want revenge, you have to sneak into that person's side, ruin his reputation, and never turn over again!" His eyes stared straight at me, trying to see through me, I snorted coldly, " Or do you think that as soon as he appears tonight, you will take his life, so it will be over? Maybe the court will investigate this matter thoroughly, and his evil deeds will not be known to everyone in the world."

"What the master said is that Yihan will slowly approach him and watch him go to ruin."

That's right, I also want to watch those guys in the sky be ruined!I will finally let their own descendants destroy them with their own hands!
I laughed loudly, "Get back, you will play a good music for him tonight. Remember, abandon the past, and never take off your mask." I touched his face, and the mask was cast invisibly. The curse will not be taken off easily, "I gave you a new name, Changqin, do you still like it?"

"Changqin..." He frowned slightly, nodded and smiled slightly, "I like it."

Naturally you like it, it's your real name.Huang Di, is your heart hurting?Your grandson is about to sink into the flames of vengeance, that gentle god of music who only knows how to play music for the benefit of mankind, is now going to use his musical instrument to become a murderous weapon.I don't care who gave the Xuanyuan Sword to Gu Huang, but let my friend be my enemy, then I will treat him in the same way as others, and make your descendants be your enemies!

The sound of playing music as clear as spring water floated in melodiously. I opened a window and looked down. An Yihan was wearing a white shirt, his black hair was simply hanging down, and there was only a simple red silk tied at the end.I seem to have seen the scene where the prince Changqin quietly played music for everyone in the Tiangong. At that time, he was still an ignorant child, and the music sounded people's hearts.But today's music, although beautiful, is ruthless.

"Yiyi, what's the matter, can't bear it anymore?"

The master put his hand on my head, caressed me gently, and wiped away distracting thoughts for me, "If I were Yiyi, I couldn't bear it, but if I were Emperor Wa..."

"One thought becomes a demon, one thought becomes a god, it's not your fault, you just gave him this way, until the end, none of us will know the result." I knew Master was comforting me, but my conscience couldn't bear it. I did this, but ever since the two strands of spirit in my body merged more and more with me, I knew that my consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and was gradually occupied by the memory of Emperor Wa.

"Yiyi, people from Penglai are already in the capital." Master said expressionlessly, I couldn't see through the darkness in his eyes, "Ningtian and Xunzhen are also here."

"Yeah." I simply echoed, and they also came, it seems that Penglai has received the notice from the heaven. "All I can do is to keep them safe. I'm afraid that the heavens will take advantage of our weakness."

"Yiyi, don't worry, if you can't do it, the teacher will do it for you." He hugged my shoulder tightly, as if he had made up his mind.

If the heavens really dare to use Penglai to deal with me, then I will bring the whole Penglai into the abyss of the demon world.

(End of this chapter)