Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Jun Wuxue blinked weakly.

The young man pierced her abdomen with the blood dripping sword.

Her eyes began to blur.

But Ye Yinchen's clean voice still lingered clearly in his ears.

"My purpose is not only to kill her, but also to kill you and all the people surnamed Jun."

Jun Wuxue's pupils were gradually dilated, her frowning brows and lightly trembling eyelashes revealed her puzzlement.

The curvature of the corners of the boy's lips gradually converged, and the dark eyes were stunned by a cold light, "Looking at your confused expression, I might as well give you some hints."

He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "My mother is the first female general in Daxia, Ye Lingfeng."

Hearing this, Jun Wuxue opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but because his throat was cut open by the sword, he could only make a hissing sound.

The boy sat on the ground, as if talking to himself, talking alone.

"Yes, I'm here for revenge."

"Back then, the name Ye Lingfeng was known to everyone in Daxia. But who would have thought that she was a soldier all her life, and in the end she died on the guillotine instead of fighting on the battlefield!

Thirty-one members of my Ye family, young and old, were chopped down by the whole family!

It's all to blame for that foolish queen who listened to the slander and charged my mother with the crime of intentional treason, causing so many innocent people to die!

If my mother had not noticed something wrong and sent me away in advance, I would not have lived to this day and sent you to **** with my own hands!

It's been ten years. Every day for the past ten years, I have been thinking about **** the enemy who killed my whole family.

I tried my best to make myself stronger, to be able to be on my own, to plan strategies, to hide all my emotions in my heart, and to keep quiet.

But when I was about to get everything ready.

He heard the news of the death of the emperor.

She is dead. The debt she owes will be repaid by you!

I want to let her descendants kill each other and fight for the throne, and in the end, both sides will suffer, and the country will change hands! "

Without the noble and elegant posture of the past, Ye Yinchen sat on the ground, with blood stains on the hem of his clothes and his side face, and he didn't care.

Through the half-opened window, his sight fell to the rainy night outside, drifting far, far away.

On his side, the dazzling blood splattered all over the ground. Jun Wuxue kept his eyes open for a long time, obviously he was out of breath.

The young man, on the other hand, seemed to be unaware, his arms were wrapped around his bent knees, and his head was gently resting on it, like an insecure child.

The night wind blew, and the candlelight jumped with it, pulling the shadow very long.

Next to his shadow, stood another shadow.

"So, you pretend to cooperate with Jun Wuxue first, want to use her, let me die on the battlefield, to pay homage to your mother's dead soul. After I die, you will get rid of Jun Wuxue, and Daxia will be destroyed in our hands, The emperor's surname is no longer a king. In this way, you can also be regarded as revengeful. Am I right?"

A melodious voice came from the door.

The boy's body slammed heavily, and then slowly, slowly turned his head.

The girl's eyes are like a clear lake, black and translucent.

But when he looked at him, he was calm and peaceful.

With seven points of alienation, three points of disappointment.

She lifted her legs, stepped, and walked towards him.

In Ye Yinchen's dark pupils, her appearance was reflected, and her expression gradually recovered, and then her eyes filled with confusion and panic...

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