Agent Leng Fei: Playing with the Heartless Emperor

Chapter 93 The Gentle Man

Han Xiu paused for a moment, he couldn't disobey his adoptive father's will, he couldn't treat Tingxue like this, and said after a long time, "Uncles, Han Xiu thinks he hasn't been able to pass the Zhou Tian Linglong Formation, so he doesn't deserve to sit in this pavilion." Lord, how about when Han Xiu truly breaks this formation, and then formally ascends the throne?"

He made up his mind in his heart that as long as he avenged himself, he would return the Raging Flame Pavilion to Tingxue.

Tsing Yi stroked his beard and looked at Han Xiu, with an undisguised admiration on his brows. He was so calm at such a young age, which was more convincing to the public, "So, the young pavilion master should act as the pavilion master first. After studying the formation, we will formally ascend the throne?"

Han Xiu smiled and nodded, it's very good.

So Han Xiu has been very busy recently, he has to manage the affairs of Tianyaju and Fengyage during the day, and goes out to complete the task of taking over at night. What Tsing Yi doesn't understand is why he has to personally participate in the assassination every time, and he moves swiftly and absolutely. No one is left alive, and some new and unheard of gadgets are given to the Ministry of Shang. The Ministry of Shang is now becoming more and more elite.

At dusk that day, Han Xiu asked Uncle He to take good care of the shop and went out.

After going around the small road with hundreds of twists and turns, finally came to the bottom of the cliff. It was almost dusk, and Qingqi stopped in the glow of the clouds, and his thin body rode down. Han Xiu came to the edge of the raging cold pool, behind the very inconspicuous mound A humble tomb.

Han Xiu's face under the mask finally softened in the coldness, but the softness was a bit desolate. Kneeling in the evening wind, her words fluttered in the wind, "Brother, I can't find your body, I just remember This place, two years ago..."

That's right, this unnamed tomb was built by Han Xiu with his slender hands. She searched for several days, but she didn't find half an inch of bones. Maybe people die without leaving anything, and it's considered clean. In this world, he was the only one who smiled at her heart and cared for her with his life, regardless of any return or any purpose, such a gentle man like jade——

"Brother, I'm actually not your sister. Maybe you're already reunited with her now." Han Xiu lightly sprinkled a handful of loess, and said softly with lowered eyebrows, "I don't know if you hate me for lying to you. I really don’t remember anything, now you, if you still want to, just listen to me call you big brother—”

Han Xiu filled a glass of wine, and palely pointed to the glass of wine that was lonely in the evening wind, "I have always been a lonely person, and I have always been like this in my past life and this life, but I had sorrow in my previous life, and I have you in this life, but..." The wind Gliding across her soft lips like a blade, "But now you are all gone."

When I remember everything, yours are gone.

There was a slight smile on his lips, and he shook his hand, and the bundle was opened, and it turned out to be Gu Chen's bloody head, "This is the first person, the heads of the Gu family, I will take them one by one to pay homage to you."

In the cold wind, Han Xiu buried Gu Chen's head in the loess, held up his wine glass, the light and shadows scattered, Han Xiu was just drinking, drinking with Su Ling, talking with Su Ling, the waves were choppy, the cold pool was rippling, and the wind swept up the dust , to set off the loneliness of the night.

Dongshan at the beginning of the month, Han Xiu's eyes suddenly froze, and he heard the sound of horseshoes, getting closer, "Brother, I will come to see you sometime." With a sweep of his body, he jumped on the horse, and the horse flew away in the moonlight. Then came another horse indeed...  

(End of this chapter)