Chapter 25 Q&A

Author: Yao Jishan

Chapter 25 Q&A

Wei Shu focused her eyes on him, and a hint of sarcasm gradually emerged on her face:

"I think there is no need for us to continue to do these superficial things. Yue Bawu, don't you think so?"

As she spoke, her hands were completely hidden under her sleeves.

The young man stared closely at Wei Shu's sleeves. The clear rain curtain suddenly broke open again, and the soft whistling sound was mixed with the sound of rain, making it difficult to distinguish.

"That moment you made just now was actually aimed at me, right?" Wei Shu's eyes were once again fixed between the young man and the meteor yue.

In the peripheral vision, every change of the young man and every rotation of the meteor yue were invisible.

"Where is Gou Ba?" the young man asked.

The voice washed away from excess emotions was dry and cold, like an old wooden wheel falling into the ice and snow.

He did not answer Wei Shu, but asked a question.

"How would I know?" Wei Shu's voice was colder than his.

"You must know." The young man's eyes were so bright that he was frightening: "I just said that I came here wearing a gouda, and you weren't surprised at all. It shows that you already knew that he was in Baishuang City. Have you seen him?"

"If I say I haven't seen it, will you believe it?" Wei Shu stood up with her sleeves folded.

The young man said nothing.

The wind swept up large raindrops and swept up the remaining eaves. The noise was like the trampling of horse hooves, filling the brief silence in a corner of the small courtyard.

"Is he dead?" the young man suddenly asked.

"You said you came with him, don't you know this kind of thing better than me?" Wei Shu asked back.

"Did you kill him?" The young man didn't seem to hear her words.

"Do you think I can kill him?" Wei Shu looked at him expressionlessly.

"Where is his body?" The young man persisted and continued to ask.

"Do you always like to make random guesses so much?" Wei Shu's rhetorical question sounded almost as soon as he finished speaking.

There were no answers, only questions.

Perhaps, deep in the hearts of the two people, they already have the answer.

"Why don't you take action yet?" After a few breaths, the young man spoke again.

It's still a question.

"Do it? To whom? You? Why?" Wei Shu stood leaning against the door in a leisurely manner, and still answered with rhetorical questions, and she still asked four questions in a row.

Silence enveloped them again, and the two of them looked through the wind and rain, as if they were separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Even though they are only ten steps apart.

However, for them, these short steps were like a chasm.

I don't know when the whistle stopped, and the rain curtain closed again. The stream of light seemed to have never appeared, and Wei Shu's hand that was shrunk in her sleeve reached out and swept through her hair that was messed up by the strong wind.

Somehow, the natural chasm between the two people seemed to have turned into a river. The meandering water waves were soft and peaceful, removing the oppressive feeling of thousands of peaks.

"The golden dog deserves to die." The young man's voice was extremely cold.

After taking off his disguise, he was filled with surging murderous intent.

This sentence can be regarded as a formal answer to Wei Shu's original question.

"The shooting stars chase the moon, and they can't come back."

Wei Shu said softly, brushing off the scattered raindrops on her sleeves.

The young man was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes, you are right. I can't let my yue go back in vain. You must also know that if the weapon cannot see blood after leaving your hand, the intention will be lost."

Once the murderous intention is gathered, you must move forward with all your strength. It is harmful to give up halfway.

After the meteor yue flies out, it will either bring back Wei Shu's head or someone else's head. In short, it must not return in vain, otherwise, the yue Bawu himself will be injured.

After saying this, the young man looked at Wei Shu for the first time: "You...won't kill me?"

Wei Shu rolled up her sleeves with an indifferent expression, gazed into the distance with her autumn eyes, and uttered a short sentence:

"What do you think?"

The young man stood silently, and the peacock blue exorcism tool suddenly dropped down: "You don't kill me because I... don't deserve it?"

Wei Shu smiled lightly and said nothing.

The young man took a deep breath and suddenly raised his head again, his eyes fixed on Wei Shu: "Don't regret it."

"Hmm." Wei Shu nodded leisurely and answered with only one word.

Even if I regret, there is nothing to regret, because...

I am injured! I am injured!

Subduing the enemy's troops without fighting was her only option at this time.

The boy's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Ever since Wei Shu appeared, he had had countless opportunities to take action, but each time he was tightly locked by the opponent's energy and was unable to take action.

By this time, cold sweat had soaked his back.

I'm no match for her.

Before saying "Don't regret it", the young man had this thought. As soon as this thought came out, all kinds of distracting thoughts grew like weeds and could no longer be restrained:

Gouba must have died in her hands;

Gouba's martial arts skills are ten times stronger than mine, how can I kill her?

If he had known that today, when he caught a glimpse of her entering and exiting this courtyard the night before, he would have reported her immediately. But at that time, he not only concealed the news by some strange means, he even refused to come closer to investigate, and instead stayed away from her.

For fear of disturbing her.

I want to regret it now, but it is already too late. I have to continue to hide the news, otherwise...

His thoughts were chaotic, and the murderous intent that had gathered dissipated bit by bit. The young man felt his inner breath floating, and his energy and blood surging.

Fortunately, Lao Tu had already died under his ax, and he had gained something from the killing. His intentions were not lost, but he would not have harmed himself too much.

He coughed a few times, and when he spoke again, the young man's tone became even lower: "I did have murderous intentions towards you just now, but your breath..."

Very strong.

The young man tightened his lips tightly and refused to utter these two words.

He was still young and could not say such words that would boost other people's ambitions and destroy his own prestige. He also felt that saying this was like begging for mercy, so he paused abruptly for a few breaths before continuing:

"That's why I... changed my goal."

"Having said that, you don't have to kill the golden dog just like that." Wei Shu sighed, looking a little helpless:

"You don't have to bother killing small characters like that, you can just run away in shock. As a result, you lost one head, so I had to kill the other one. Fortunately, it was raining at this time.

The wind was strong, there were only two of them, and no one was passing by outside, otherwise it would have been troublesome."

"It's just that two more dogs died, so what?" The young man's voice was very calm.

At this moment, his body was as cold as frost, and the meteor yue wrapped around his wrist trembled slightly, as if he sensed the murderous intention of his master towards the two golden men.

Compared with people, Wei Shu felt that these dead creatures were more trustworthy.

Then, what the young man said should be the truth.

He does think the golden dog deserves to die.

With this thought in her heart, Wei Shu followed his words and said: "Yes, they do deserve to die, but have you ever thought that they died in front of the sister and brother's house like this, what if someone

If we bump into him, what should his family do?"

"What should I do?" The peacock blue Nuo instrument was raised upwards, and the sky light surged on it: "I just kill people. What does that family have to do with me?"

Wei Shu stared at the young man quietly: "Then if someone goes to report to the official at this moment..."

"Then kill the ones who reported to the officials as well." The young man stroked the sharp edge of the meteor yue with his index finger, and his voice was very calm.

At that moment, his body was filled with a kind of indifference that regarded human life as nothing, which was no different from the old picture where he had his head chopped off.
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