Chapter Forty: Blood Shura in the Dark Night
Chapter 40: Blood Shura in the dark night
Fear strangled his throat, and he hugged Xiaoyao tightly in his arms: "Don't ever think about leaving me. If you really run away, I will... kill you!"
Will he really kill her? Hong Guoguo's threat. He has made so many threats, but today's one made her so scared.
The night is terrifyingly deep!
In the quiet woods on the outskirts, the man standing with his hands behind his back was wearing a dark black robe that rustled in the wind. He held a jade flute tightly in his hand.
A man was kneeling in front of him, and behind him were his family members.
The wind blew and picked up the leaves all over the sky.
The man turned around, his glazed eyes looked as cold and sacred as the holy water of Tianchi on the top of Tianshan Mountain, and his dark hair fell in sharp contrast on his skin that was whiter than snow.
"Tell me, who ordered you to kill me?" The water in Tianchi instantly stirred up waves, and his face was filled with strong anger and murderous intent.
"No one gave instructions! It's a devil like you that everyone can kill." The kneeling man lowered his head, his eyes red.
A smile appeared at the corner of Wan Luofeng's cold lips: "Really? Then tell me, what have I done that would make everyone want to punish me?"
"How can a person who kills his biological mother have the dignity to live in this world in order to survive?" The man kneeling on the ground said with a hint of sarcasm.
Wan Luofeng closed her eyes slightly and leaned half against the dark tree, remembering what happened many years ago: "Tell me, does the queen want her to die alone, or me to die with her?"
The cold eyes were slightly raised, and the world was filled with a sense of desolation and solemnity.
"Asshole! Inhumane!..." The man kneeling on the ground kept yelling.
Wan Luofeng got a little tired of hearing this and reached out to pick out his ears: "That's enough. Do you know you are very noisy?"
The jade flute in his hand stabbed out hard.
"Chi!" His jade flute suddenly pierced the man's throat.
The hot blood splashed out all at once, splashing on Wan Luofeng's fair and flawless skin. It looked particularly charming in this moonlit night, like two flowers blooming in hell, blooming with strange colors.
enchanting.
"master……"
The man fell heavily to the ground, his eyes staring at Wan Luofeng.
"You won't die with your eyes in peace, right? Or do you think it's too lonely to walk alone in hell, and you need your family to accompany you?" He walked towards those family members carrying the jade flute that was still dripping with blood.
"don't want……"
"Don't... kill me..."
"..."
Dozens of people hugged each other, staring with wide eyes and full of terror at the man who looked like a god as he slowly walked towards them.
"What are you afraid of? It's quick and doesn't hurt at all." With a wave of the jade flute in his hand, dozens of people's throats were cut in an instant, and the blood flowed and dripped on the yellow leaves on the ground, like a
An ink painting on yellow leaves.
The surroundings became quiet. In the dark forest, crows kept chirping, and other than that there was only the sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves.
Wan Luofeng looked at the dead people on the ground, raised the jade flute in his hand and looked at it: "They are all dirty."
He took out a navy blue handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the jade flute.
A childish, disgusted face suddenly came to mind: "Luofeng, why is there so much blood on your body? Come on, let me wash it for you. I hate the smell of blood the most."
Yes! Yao'er hates the smell of blood so much. If she smells it, will she stay further away from him?
He wiped the jade flute repeatedly until no trace of blood could be seen on the jade flute, which reflected a cold yet warm light under the moonlight.
The jade flute was placed across his mouth, and the light and graceful music echoed in the woods. The birds stopped singing and stopped to listen to the sound of the flute, which was like the sound of nature.
"Papa pa pa"
"The falling wind blows beautifully." The childish voice seemed to still be echoing in my ears, and the way she clapped her hands and jumped up was so cute.
The little boy asked: "Yao'er, if I die one day, will you forget me?"
The girl said: "Wan Luofeng, if you dare to die, I will find another man to marry. I will forget you and never think of you again..."
Therefore, he cannot die, he must live. Only by living can Yao'er not forget him.
The third prince dares to marry him! Damn it!
The blood on his face had dried and fell on his fair skin, like cinnabar moles. He had regained his coolness and looked more like a fairy under the moonlight.
Three Princes' Mansion.
The man lying on the soft couch had dry lips that were already peeling, and his pale face was already covered with beard. Despite this, he could still see the leisurely beauty in it.
Men and women dressed in bright yellow robes were sitting on soft couches, and they all looked bad.
Empress Qin took his hand and said with tears in her eyes: "Your Majesty, why do you torture yourself like this? You... if you have any more troubles, the queen mother will not live anymore..." As she said this, she was already exhausted.
I couldn't cry anymore.
Xing Siyue was like a puppet, not speaking or even moving.
He is useless! He has never been able to accept this fact. He is useless!
What a painful realization!
Emperor Xingsi thought of the man in red with a ghost face that day, the man who easily controlled all the Imperial Guards. He would definitely not let him go! He would definitely find him and kill him with a thousand knives.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, your seventh brother will be back soon. As long as your seventh brother comes back, I will order your seventh brother to help you take revenge."
The seventh prince of the dynasty has unparalleled strategies, unparalleled appearance, and unparalleled military skills. He is almost a myth of the entire dynasty.
However, the emperor never thought of handing the throne to him.
"..."
No matter what they said, Xing Siyue's response to them was just speechless.
Perhaps he was tired of hearing it, and his lips moved slightly.
The queen was so happy that she almost fainted, and quickly put her ear to it, trying to understand clearly what he said.
"Go, you go!" He asked them to go.
"Your Majesty..." Queen Qin immediately froze on the spot.
Ming Ye watched from a distance: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please let the Third Prince have some peace and quiet alone."
How can he accept that the most suitable husband in the eyes of women in the world has now become an inhumane man?
"Let's go!" the emperor took Empress Qin's hand and said.
After they left, Ming Ye squatted on the bedside: "Your Majesty, I'll go and invite Miss Xiao Er."
When he heard Xiao Yao, his eyes became more hopeful, but immediately dimmed: "Don't ask her to come."
He didn't want her to see him in such a miserable state, not at all.
But Ming Ye understood: "Then, Your Majesty, have a good rest. You will go out tomorrow night and will be back soon."
He understood the current situation of the Xiao family. That scary man had been following Xiao Yao, and he was afraid it would be troublesome to find her alone.
Walking down the street tomorrow night, I suddenly saw the signboard for Zuihonglou.
So?
How about kidnapping Chen Feng?
Xiao family.
"Second Miss, someone outside sent a letter and said that you should open it in person and read it." The maid walked into the back garden and handed the letter into her hand.
Xing Sichen raised his chin and watched her open the letter. The expression on her face became more and more worried, and he said jealously: "Who deserves you to worry so much."
"Something happened to Chen Feng. The person who wrote the letter asked me to go to Zuihong Mansion alone. If I dare to take anyone else there, if he sees her, he will kill her immediately." Xiao Yao told the content of the letter.
come out.
She looked at him.
"Go for it!"
It's rare that he didn't even stop him.
When Xiaoyao heard this, he planned to run away.
Chapter completed!