Tuobo Kun strode up to Mu Liang, snatched the remaining half bottle of wine from her hand, and threw it into the yard without saying a word.
Only a crisp sound was heard, and the pot of wine had the same fate as the previous pot!
Mu Liang looked at his empty hand, his pupils narrowed dangerously, and a strong evil aura surged in his eyes. If Tuobo Kun hadn't been used to her cold and ruthless eyes, he would have thought that this little woman was about to draw his sword and chop him.
Where is he!
"That's my thing! When is it your turn to move it! You, Tuo Bo Kun, are in charge of heaven and earth, but you still care about me collecting a pot of wine?" Mu Liang said, angrily kicking his feet that Ouyang Chong had just touched.
Crushed remains of cup
When Ouyang Chong saw this, his face showed a hint of displeasure. How could there be any difference in treatment? Tuo Bokun provoked her. Instead of kicking him, she kicked the broken cup on the ground. The kick she just kicked was like trying to kill him twice.
It's like a leg was broken!
Ouyang Chong's face was cold and strange. He turned around and turned his back coldly to Mu Liang and Takubo Kun. Their faces hidden under the bamboo-colored masks were filled with complex and contradictory emotions.
Tuobo Kun took out his handkerchief and wiped his palms, then curled his lips and said with a sneer,
"If you drink, just mind my business! The Royal Academy prohibits any students from drinking and having fun! You don't know, I can teach you slowly until you reach the church!"
Tuobo Kun looked unkind and threw the handkerchief with such force that Mu Liang wondered if the handkerchief had any grudge against him. The look in his eyes that looked at her contained an imminent chill, deep in the freezing cold depths.
, there seems to be an unspeakable feeling of jealousy!
Mu Liang looked at Tuo Bo Kun in surprise! How come he and Ouyang Chong both had such jealous looks in their eyes! What was the reason for?
The jug of wine has been smashed, and there is no hope of recovery! Mu Liang kicked the broken glass at his feet again and said with a cold face,
"What I drank just now wasn't wine, it was loneliness! You know nothing!"
After finishing speaking, Tuobo Kun had a look on his face, and Ouyang Chong, who had his back to her, shook his shoulders as if he was snickering. Mu Liang raised his eyebrows, tiptoed, and jumped down to the yard steadily along the way he came up.
The ground fell in the yard
Tuobo Kun's expression changed, and before Ouyang could turn around, he spoke coldly,
"My wife, she is lonely. She is lonely when I warm her bed. She is lonely when she has a long talk at night with me. She lacks love. I give her all my love. But if someone takes a fancy to her,
, how the Snowfield Tribe was destroyed ten years ago, and that’s how Sansou Palace ended!”
Tuobo Kun's words made Ouyang Chong's back stiffen, and the flying horns of his smoky blue robe sounded like a battle horn. Behind the long and deep sound, there was a murderous intent!
In the yard, Mu Liang turned around and looked at Tuo Bo Kun! His face was shocked! Confused!
The Snowfield Tribe... was destroyed by him? Didn't it mean that the Snowfield Tribe was destroyed by natural disasters? Could it be that he...
For a moment, Mu Liang felt a chill slowly surge up his back! A whole city was destroyed overnight, leaving no one alive, men, women, and children! Is this really what he, Tuobo Kun, could do? If it was really him,
Why does Mu Liang feel a little unwilling to believe it?
Massacre is something only a devil from hell would do!
She actually refused to face the facts told by Tuo Bokun himself! She was resisting the authenticity of this matter in her heart!
Ouyang Chong, with his back to Tuobo Kun, his amber pupils flickering with golden light, his red lips raised, turned sideways to look at Mu Liang, who was standing motionless in the yard, and the golden light in his eyes fell on the side of her face,
He asked Mu Liang,
"Does Makuliang know what I'm thinking about now?"
Mu Liang came back to his senses, and in Tuobo Kun's threatening eyes, he lazily spoke,
"Who knows what the masked man like you is thinking?"
Now it was Tuo Bokun and Ouyang Chong's turn to be speechless at the same time!
Masked man??
The expression on Tuobo Kun's face was broken again. He was clearly angry a moment ago, but now he couldn't laugh or cry.
As for Ouyang Chong, the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously. The next moment, he spoke leisurely. This temperament was somewhat similar to Mu Liang's lazy and casual attitude at the moment. Is it because they are brother and sister?
"I was wondering... did I make a profit by exchanging thousands of lives in Wuyou Palace for you? By doing this, the King of Liao did not mean to sell you at a low price... Haha..."
After Ouyang Chong finished speaking, he smiled brightly in the eyes that were surging in the dark for a moment, and jumped up high. The next moment, he tiptoed, and his figure was as elegant as a bamboo in the empty valley, leaving only a quiet and upright back.
At first glance, Ouyang Chong seems to have a gentlemanly temperament, but once you get in touch with him, you will find that the evil spirit in this person's bones cannot be cultivated overnight.
Tuobo Kun's injury hasn't healed yet, so he doesn't bother to chase Ouyang Chong. To solve this stumbling block, there is no time to rush.
Mu Liang had a lazy and casual expression, but the eyes he looked at Tuobo Kun were bone-chillingly cold.
"It turns out that in King Tuo's mind, I can be exchanged at equal value. It's not bad. What Ouyang Chong said is exaggerated. How can it be considered a cheap sale? It's really a good price!"
How could Tuobo Kun not hear Mu Liang's cynicism? He narrowed his eyes and walked up to her. He was only half a foot away from her, nose to nose, eye to eye. His dark pupils wanted to penetrate her at this moment.
I have a thorough look into my heart.
"Nalan Muliang, stop forcing me to beat around the bush, do you want me to speak clearly? You are in my heart... priceless! Irreplaceable! Do you understand?"
After Tuobo Kun finished speaking, he took a step forward again, almost touching Mu Liang's chest. Mu Liang quickly looked away and said indifferently,
"I don't understand! Is the king confessing his love? Why don't you just tell me your purpose directly? What benefits do you want to get from me? Let's talk about the business clearly first and then talk about love. Even if we fall out in the future, we still have someone.
The basis for reasoning”
The expression on Mu Liang's face was completely indifferent, and he didn't take what Takubo Kun had just said to his heart at all.
She won't believe in feelings anymore! The sweeter and more touching she says, the more it will hurt you the most in the end! When that knife is inserted into her chest, she won't care about how many touching love words she said in the past.
It's just complete betrayal!
"What do you think of my feelings? Buying and selling? Can you afford it?" Tuobo Kun said in a deep voice, with blood surging in his chest, and his face became even more ugly.
Mu Liang looked at him and smiled faintly, then spoke seemingly casually,
"The king can afford my tears, but they are just feelings. You are just saying it nicely now. Who knows, King Tuo, whether your feelings are priceless treasures, or as cheap as dirt and showing mercy?"
Mu Liang's words once again made Tuobo Kun's chest feel even more angry! He wished he could strangle her to death right now!