"You did it on purpose, right?" Jun Wuxuan licked his lips. He was also thirsty. Why didn't you see Xiao Gong and pour him a cup of tea? You can also drink it cold and plain.
"What?" Hyacinth drank tea without even raising her eyelids. She knew what he was talking about. He had never been stupid. It was time to see what she meant.
"You keep stressing not to slap in the face, but you actually want to see this result, right?" Jun Wuxuan pointed at a woman on the ground with a bloody face. He had to be sincerely afraid of such a vicious creature like a woman. He thought she was just messing around.
But he didn't expect that she wanted to disfigure these concubines. Although these women in the backyard have always been unruly and domineering, the crime does not end there. But at this time, he felt happy, as long as she was happy, they were not his women anyway.
.
"Yes," Hyacinth Ziyun said calmly, "Who made them think I was ugly, and they always bullied Xiao Ronger before, and now she doesn't dare to go back to Lingxinyuan."
Hyacinth spoke as innocently as a child, but behind her childish words, there was blood. Jun Wuxuan shuddered and subconsciously covered his handsome face. He always thought she was ugly, and she didn't
I will also secretly disfigure him.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you unless you compete with me for a man." Hyacinth joked.
Jun Wuxuan was startled and didn't speak for a long time. He just looked at Hyacinth. His unveiled face was covered with large and small red spots, but it seemed to him kind and cute. Maybe he was really crazy. Why?
A woman who covets her eldest brother? Moreover, she loves him so much.
"What are you looking at me for?" Hyacinthia looked at Jun Wuxuan in confusion, then turned to ask Xiao Gong, "Is there something on my face?"
"Yes." Xiao Gong nodded, climbed onto Hyacinth's lap, stretched out his little finger and wiped her face, then showed his hand to her, it was bright red, Xiao Gong was not afraid, licked his finger and said:
"It's blood, from the woman just now."
Hyacinth followed Xiao Gong's fingers and saw the eldest lady who had just spoken rudely. At this time, she covered her face and moaned in pain on the ground. Blood flowed out from between her fingers and dripped on the ground, dyeing a flower with a trace of color.
An enchanting blood flower. She was in pain, but she still tried to stand up. Hyacinth didn't understand, was she really doing it for love? No, she hadn't even seen Wanqi Shengxin, maybe she was really scared.
Lonely, Hyacinth doesn't understand, and doesn't want to know.
"You did this for him." Jun Wuxuan closed her eyes, unable to believe that a pair of glass eyes could be so cruel and bloodthirsty. She should be pure, like crystal, just like her eyes.
Hyacinth knew that Jun Wuxuan was talking about Wanqi Shengxin, but she didn't answer. In fact, that was not the case. She was just doing it for herself.
Although these women all worked hard in the Netherworld for their father, they would not be able to do well under Wanqi Shengxin. However, if Hyacinth wanted to gain a foothold in the Netherworld, these women had to be eliminated.
Slowly walking in front of the woman whose face was covered with blood, Hyacinth squatted down and gently touched her wound. The woman waved it away hard. She chuckled, touched it again, pressed it on her wound, and listened.
Listening to her breathing, he asked with a smile: "Will it hurt?"
The woman was so painful that she had no strength. She just stared, with clear black and white colors. She was laughing, bloodthirsty and cruel. She said: "When you said those words, I also
It will hurt, you know? It's right in the heart, at this location. Don't worry, we are acquaintances, and I will help you get revenge. None of them will be prettier than you."
"What on earth did I do wrong that you want to punish me like this?" The woman didn't say a word, blood would overflow from the corners of her mouth, staining her lips beautifully, as if they were painted with the best rouge.
"No, you are not wrong about anything. It may be me who is wrong, but I don't want to change it." Hyacinth smiled, wiped the blood from her lips, and said softly: "Enjoy the ugly life, if
If you are tired of it, come to Lingxinyuan to find me, I can help you get rid of it."
The sound of swords clashing made the morning impetuous, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Hyacinthia rubbed her long hair in annoyance, suddenly stood up, and walked out of the backyard gate. Jun Wuxuan followed her and asked: "You
where to?"
"sleep."
Jun Wuxuan stood at the door, looking at Hyacinth's retreating back, feeling a little heartbroken for some reason. She was obviously so indifferent, but she made him feel that she was the one who should be protected. What on earth was she afraid of?
?Why did she look so strange just now, as if she had a different soul, so alienated, as if she was in another world?
How can a princess in a deep palace have such an indifferent and bloodthirsty temperament? Jun Wuxuan looked at the embarrassed but still fighting woman, and suddenly felt confused. As she said, who among them
There is nothing wrong, everything is just for survival.
In the study of the master of Nether Village, the finest red sandalwood incense is burning, and the light smoke is like a thread, gently wandering in every corner of the room, and the fragrance is everywhere.
Wanqi Shengxin was leaning on the mahogany chair, her black hair hanging down on her shoulders, blending into her loose black clothes. She half-squinted her captivating peach blossom eyes, and tapped the table slowly and rhythmically with her long fingers.
On the expensive pen holder in front of him, pens of different sizes swayed gently in accordance with his tune. The occasionally trembling eyelashes outlined Qingcheng's lazy posture, which was beautiful enough to be included in a painting.
Sitting opposite Wanqi Shengxin is Elder Xue Shen of Blood Moon Pool. He is wearing dark red robes, long silver hair, impeccable facial features, and an indistinguishable beauty between men and women. When he is not talking, he looks like a fairy tale.
The Great Spirit of the World.
"Are you going to let me sit like this for the rest of my life if I don't speak?" The blood has been sinking for almost half an hour, but the village leader sitting on the seat turned a blind eye and still focused on reading a book that he couldn't understand at all and couldn't get into.
Regarding the art of war mentioned above, Wan Qi Shengxin used to be the King of Qin, the god of war with great military exploits. He always forgot to sleep and eat when reading the military books, but today, Xu Shen felt that he was a little absent-minded. Of course, he was by no means the cause of his distraction.
"Aren't you in seclusion? You won't come out so soon if you get the ghost flower, right? Why, you want to prepay the coffin all at once?" Wanqi Shengxin didn't even raise his eyelids. He knew the blood sedimentation too well. He did this last time.
While he was silent in his study, he made an advance payment for two years. The last advance was for five years... This time it will be thirty years later. Is he sure he can still live until then?
"No, I'm here to collect debt this time." Xueshen sat upright, with a rare seriousness.
"Debt collection?" Wanqi Shengxin raised his lips in a rare move. Is he okay? Just by hearing the title, you could tell that he was the creditor (village owner).