Kill?

Hearing Murong Xiyao's indifferent words, Qin Yang's chest ignited with a burst of anger, he glanced at the sleeping Zhong Lingxuan, lowered his voice and said, "Kill your sister, I don't care what hatred you have with the Shura Banshee, but she must not die!"

Murong Xiyao hooked her lips, got up to the edge of the bed, looked at the sleeping beauty on the bed, sighed softly, stretched out her white jade fingers and gently rubbed the other party's face.

"Don't touch her!"

Qin Yang subconsciously wanted to stop it, but when he rushed in front of the other party, he seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and he couldn't move forward a point, which couldn't help but make him feel shocked in his heart, and secretly guessed the strength of this woman.

"Women in the world are actually the same, except that some people have a good skin, some people have a bad skin, and beautiful women will always enjoy more special power than those ugly women......"

Murong Xiyao muttered, her fingers lightly picking up Zhong Lingxuan's delicate chin.

Qin Yang stared at her coldly, not understanding what this woman was talking about.

Murong Xiyao was silent for a while, and her red lips opened lightly: "Maybe it's because she's beautiful, that's why you pursue it, maybe you have something unavoidable." But I want to advise you, if you don't want to make yourself sad, don't use your true feelings, in the end it will not only hurt her, but also you. ”

"What do you mean, you're making me a scumbag?" Qin Yang sneered.

"Aren't you?" Murong Xiyao asked rhetorically.

Qin Yang choked, glanced at Zhong Lingxuan, and had nothing to say.

"Let's go, go out with me and talk. ”

Murong Xiyao said lightly, her delicate body full of fragrance flashed, grabbed the back of Qin Yang's neck and swept towards the outside of the house.

In a few moments, the two appeared at the top of a mountain cliff, and below was the Xu family's manor, condescending, brightly lit, and the figures of the past were like ants.

"It's so fast!"

Blowing the cold wind on the top of the cliff, Qin Yang was secretly surprised.

looked sideways, but saw Murong Xiyao silently looking at the bright moon in the distance, still holding the wine jar in his hand.

She was already tall and slender, and when the cold wind hit, she clearly outlined the curves of the woman's body one by one in a tight white dress, which was even better than the fairy of the Heavenly Palace. In particular, some green silk fluttered on his face, and the fragrance was refreshing.

Qin Yang's heart moved, and he asked, "Did we know each other before?"

He blurted out this question when he first saw this woman, and he asked it again at this moment.

"I don't know. ”

It's a pity that the woman's answer is still the same.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about when you got me to such a high cliff. Qin Yang sat on the ground with a big grin and asked.

Murong Xiyao looked at him sideways, smiled slightly, also sat on the ground, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said lightly: "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to ask you a question and see the answer in your heart." ”

"What a problem. Qin Yang asked.

Murong Xiyao raised her beautiful side face and lightly opened her lips: "What would you do if the woman you love the most wanted to kill you." ”

Qin raised his brows and fell silent.

After a long time, he said lightly: "I once promised Yutong that I wouldn't hurt her hair." ”

"That is, if the woman you love the most wants to kill you, then you will let her do it, right? Murong Xiyao stared at him with burning eyes.

Qin Yang nodded: "There is no doubt that I will let her kill." I was almost killed by my own woman when I was fighting for the soul of the phoenix before, of course, it wasn't Yutong, it could only be said that her evil thoughts were transformed. ”

Murong Xiyao smiled faintly and continued to ask, "Then let me ask you another question, if two women you like kill each other, who will you choose to help?"

"Eldest sister, is there any point in you always asking such tricky questions? Qin Yang smiled bitterly, "The women I like will never kill each other, they are good sisters and love each other." ”

"Answer me! If two women you like kill each other, who will you choose to help?" Murong Xiyao's eyes became much colder.

Qin Yang scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, and said helplessly: "I can't answer this question, and I don't know what to do." ”

"Okay, let's be specific. The two women you like, one is a murderous demon, a big devil through and through, if you don't kill her, all your relatives will die. And another woman wants to save the common people, and she is also deeply affectionate to you. What would you do in such a situation, and who would you help?"

Murong Xiyao spoke slowly, staring at Qin Yang with beautiful eyes without blinking.

Qin Yang pondered for a long time, and said lightly: "If I really love each of them deeply, then I will help the woman who saved the common people to kill that big devil, and then I will commit suicide!"

"Whoa—"

The wine jar fell to the ground and shattered, and the smell of wine spread, but with a little sadness.

Murong Xiyao slowly closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, his eyelashes trembled like a small fan, and he muttered: "He also chose this way at the beginning...... Why are you still choosing this...... Why ......"

Qin Yang looked at this strange woman, not knowing why the other party became sad again.

He thought for a while, took out the 'Xi Yaoqin' from the system space, and said with a smile: "Although the relationship between the two of us is very strange, but in this situation, I think we should add some atmosphere, let me play a tune." I'm a professional musician, and I'm proficient in modern and ancient instruments......"

Just when Qin Yang was boasting to himself, Murong Xiyao opened his eyes and saw the guqin in his hand, his delicate body shook violently, and he was surprised: "Where did you get this qin!"

"Jean?"

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "I got this guqin by accident in the secular world, called Xi Yao-"

Halfway through his words, Qin Yang stopped abruptly, then looked at the woman beside him blankly, and said speechlessly: "I'll go, this broken qin shouldn't be yours, your name is the same as it." ”

Murong Xiyao looked at the guqin with a complicated face, sighed astringently for a long time, and shook his head lightly: "It's not mine, it's made for me by someone, I thought I would never see it again in my life." ”

"Well, in that case, then I'd better return it to its original owner. ”

Qin Yang was a little reluctant to hand the guqin to the other party.

Murong Xiyao's slender jade fingers caressed the strings, and her eyes became trance-like, as if she recalled something from the past, and her thoughts were flying.

"Bell—"

With a flick of his fingers, a deep note slowly flowed out.

But seeing Murong Xiyao's beautiful jade hands falling on the strings, bursting out of the sound of heaven, her expression was blank, and the sad tune was melodious, and in an instant, there were patches of snow falling down, adding a bit of poignancy.

The sound of the piano entered her ears, Qin Yang looked at her stupidly, and in a trance, in the depths of a certain memory, a vague figure was outlined, which could not be seen clearly, and could not be seen through.

Do I really know you?

Qin Yang muttered to himself.

(End of chapter)