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The teacup was already full of dust at this time, and the blue and white flowers on the white porcelain were no longer visible. hua. [Sugar] can still vaguely see that the person who once lived here is an elegant person.

Chu Chenghui carefully put Mu Xiaoluo on his back on the bed in front of him, stretched out his hand to sweep the thick dust that had accumulated on the bed, then tore off a piece of clothing, wiped his hand, and then untied Mu Xiaoluo's placket by the moonlight, the white skin was mottled with blue-black blood vessels, and the blue-black blood was constantly surging forward on the transparent skin.

Mu Xiaoluo's body didn't know if it was naked in the air or trembling because of the painful torture. Chu Chenghui gritted his teeth, took out the wine hanging from his waist, poured it on his palm, and continued to rub it from Mu Xiaoluo's heart, which seemed to have the effect of invigorating blood, and the black qi on Mu Xiaoluo's body flowed faster and faster. Mu Xiaoluo was in a coma in pain and even clenched her teeth, constantly making squeaking sounds. The sound of teeth snapping together came out, and the hearts of those who grinded were sore.

Chu Chenghui glanced at his swollen palm that had been bitten by Mu Xiaoluo, twisted his brows slightly, and stuffed his hand into Mu Xiaoluo's mouth once, Mu Xiaoluo, who was asleep, closed his teeth violently, and the new injury added the old injury, which made Chu Chenghui gasp violently.

Mu Xiaoluo's forehead was already sweating densely because of the painful torture, Chu Chenghui stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off Mu Xiaoluo's face little by little, and the sun outside the window was already rising with a slight warmth in the early morning, and it shone warmly into the room, shrouded in warmth, but it still couldn't dispel the dark gray in the room.

Mu Xiaoluo's face was pale without a trace of blood, but Chu Chenghui didn't dare to admit that Mu Xiaoluo's face was lifeless, and whenever he associated the word death with Mu Xiaoluo's body, he felt a chill.

I haven't slept all night, even if the top of my hand is already red and swollen, which is comparable to steamed buns, I still can't stop yawning, waiting is a very long thing, but Chu Chenghui is still holding on to his spirit, not allowing himself to relax the slightest vigilance.

The door made a sound, and it was opened from the outside, and the sunlight penetrated the door without hesitation, and the dust that shook down fell into the room, and Chu Chenghui turned back vigilantly. Seeing that it was Bai Ling'er who walked in from the door with a basin of water, Chu Chenghui breathed a sigh of relief. "The room is so dirty, it's not good to always suck in a belly of dust in a room like this, I'll clean it up. ”

Bai Ling'er's expression was as gentle as water, but who could have imagined that such a woman was also a powerful woman at the beginning.

Xiao He was injured so that his lips showed a blue and white color because of excessive blood loss, and he sat on the throne with his forehead propped up, and his slightly tightened brows proved that he was frowning at this moment.

Chu Yugao disappeared in that war, and if he didn't think about it, he knew that he must have died in that war full of gunsmoke, and even he himself escaped from the battlefield full of artillery fire, not to mention Chu Yugao, but Chu Yugao was a little bit, he naturally had no way to be as light as usual, because this debt was to be repaid by himself, and he couldn't be clearer, I don't know when, the elusive old man will stand in front of him, and he wants to fulfill his original promise。

In his ears, he suddenly remembered what Chu Yugao said with ridicule, in this life, he is destined to be the fate of cutting off children and grandchildren, and he can no longer maintain the indifferent appearance of the light wind in the past, but he has become irritable, a man who constantly suppresses his joys, angers and sorrows, once the love erupts, he is even more irritable.

Xiao He walked down from the throne, walked through the corridor, and went around the harem, there are countless beauties in the harem, old and new, dazzling appearance, there is a newcomer-like maid who blushed after seeing Xiao He, timidly hid aside, timidly called the emperor, Xiao He's chest burned with anger, and he couldn't help but drag the little maid to his side. "What's your name. ”

"My name is Snow Kite. Xiao He's breath sprayed on the face of the lower maid, and the little maid was even more forced to blush her cheeks, looking pitiful. Xiao He couldn't crush the soft thing in front of him with a manic hatred in his heart, but he tore the little girl's clothes with heavy breathing, do you want to be a concubine, give me a child, and I will let you be a concubine.

At this time, Xiao He seemed to be a stranger, as if he had grabbed the last straw and tore the maid into the backyard, the little maid didn't seem to imagine that Xiao He, who had always been gentle and elegant, also had such a violent side, and trembled with fear, but still did not refuse Xiao He's action of tearing her clothes.

It's just that he was scared and clutched Xiao He's clothes.

Xiao He almost had a pair of red eyes, and even frantically kept tearing the little girl's clothes, and entered the body of the lower maid as soon as he stood up, the little girl gasped violently in pain, almost venting, Xiao He tossed the untrained little maid under him fiercely, the little maid turned white in pain, and kept pouring cold air, trying to resist the constant invasion of pain.

In the eyes of all the maids and concubines in the harem, they all have endless fantasies about the man in front of them, this man has a stunning face, and the appearance of the world makes all the people in the harem have a beautiful fantasy about him, imagining how gentle such a man is if he falls in love with someone.

However, at this time, the little maid understood that this man was venting on himself, and the taste of such hatred seemed to tear himself apart, the moment Xiao He reached the top, he pinched the neck of the woman in front of him, and pinched the neck of the woman in front of him with five fingers and green tendons, as if he was going to pinch off the shin bone, the little maid blushed, her eyes were full of horror, and her eyeballs bulged outward because of suffocation, with the color of fear in the quarter.

Xiao He slowly let go of his hand, and the maid slid violently on the ground, gasping for breath, and her body was constantly shrinking back, full of timidity, as if she was very afraid that what had just happened would be repeated on her body, Xiao He straightened up her clothes coldly, turned around and left, leaving the maid sitting in place with tears on her face and panic.

"It seems that the appearance of being the emperor is good, very chic. With a shallow smile, the old man seemed to stand in front of Xiao He like a gust of wind, standing with his hands in his hands, as if all the scenery in front of him was one, reaching the point of the unity of heaven and man, and it really had a kind of ethereal taste.

Xiao He raised his head suddenly, looked at the old man in front of him vigilantly, his eyes were full of fear, and for a moment, if he could, Xiao He even hoped that he could turn around and escape.

"What's the matter, my apprentice, haven't you seen a teacher for so many years, haven't you ever missed it?" The man standing in front of Xiao He still looked like a teenager, the whole person looked extremely heroic, and there was a young man's heroic posture, but the moment he spoke, the hoarseness and vicissitudes of his voice would be exposed.

Xiao He's eyes were resistant, but he still had to bend down. "I haven't seen the master for a long time, and the master is still so young. Xiao He smiled lightly, and in an instant, he returned to his breezy appearance, as if the violent person just now was not him at all.

"Your mood seems to be much worse than before, just now, I watched it all. ”

Xiao He couldn't help but scold in his heart The person standing in front of him is a pervert, he can watch the scene just now without moving, at this moment, he can still stand up in front of him lightly, what is it that is not a madman standing in front of him? However, in the face of the old man in front of him, whose strength is vastly different from his own, Xiao He can only endure it.

"What Master said is that the disciples must try to correct it. Bending his own demand, Xiao He looked like he was humbly seeking advice, but his palms were already covered with fine beads of sweat, and when he reached out, he was wet. Zhi didn't dare to mention the conditions promised by his apprentice back then. However, it doesn't mean that Xiao He doesn't mention it, the old man standing in front of him will let him go, the old man's voice is slightly vicissitudes, but between conversations, it is enough to deter Xiao He to tremble slightly. "A few days ago, a young man came and used one of his ears to learn art from me, if it weren't for him, I would have almost forgotten my agreement with you. ”

Xiao He's body trembled violently, and the whole person couldn't stop shrinking. "The only son died on the battlefield, and the bones have not been found. Xiao He stood grovelling in front of the old man, his voice was also surprisingly soft, as if he was waiting for the old man in front of him to let him go.

However, the old man stood with his hands in his hands, and he didn't seem to have the slightest intention of letting go. "We didn't have to be your son when we said it was good, didn't we?" The old man's face did not have the slightest hint of emotion, but more of an unmoved appearance. Xiao He's body couldn't help but tremble.

"Master, you and I are masters and apprentices, why bother to force each other for things that are useless. Xiao He's hand clenched tightly at his side, as if it continued to destroy the world, but it could only continue on his own hand, and he couldn't punch the face of the person standing in front of him as he wanted.

"This is what you promised me when you knelt under my door to learn the arts, didn't you? Xiao He slowly compared his eyes, when his mind was extinguished, his blood was hot for a while, and he agreed without thinking about the consequences, but now, it is too late to regret it.

"Impossible, I don't even have a child now, I won't let myself be cut off from my grandchildren, otherwise who will accept these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. The indifference on his face finally cracked inch by inch at this moment, mottled and unshaped, and he threw a punch forward, and the internal force in his body surged out of his body like flowing water, rolling up the sand and gravel clods on the ground, and there was a resolute taste of wind and clouds. The hair of the crane-haired and child-faced old man standing opposite him was instantly carried up by this air current, fluttering in the wind.

"Don't struggle any longer, you can't escape. The old man stood behind Xiao He, and before he even spoke, the voice had already reached Xiao He's ears, and after Xiao He threw out a punch like a vent, he turned around and ran. "No, I can't take it. "No man can accept the humiliation of his incompleteness, and as a eunuch, what is the dignity of his life in the world.

The feet are like the wind, and he walks out in a flash. However, the old man's speed was faster, and he just shook his body and stood in front of Xiao He. "Where do you want to go? That's not what you said when you found me, you said you wanted the country, and now that the mountains and rivers are yours, do you still want to regret it?" The old man just stood in front of Xiao He with his hands in his hands, and invisibly brought up the coercion that made Xiao He tremble.

"Master, if I beg you, let me go. For the first time in his life, Xiao He's eyes showed the color of pleading, so cowardly, not at all like the strong appearance of standing in front of Chu Chenghui, and his condescending posture was swept away at this moment.

The old man just stood in front of Xiao He, although Xiao He's attitude has appeared the only softness in his life, but the person in front of him is still unshakable and strong, just standing there, it is an unshakable wall that cannot be knocked down, Xiao He's eyes flashed a touch of ruthlessness, and he stretched out his hand to the person in front of him, as if he was going to slap the old man's body like this, but before he got close to the old man's body, Xiao He's hand seemed to encounter the blockage of the air current, and it hung in the air an inch away from the old man's body.

"Evil beast, even reaching out to even his own master to plot, I taught you in vain. The old man's face was finally swept away, but what was revealed was layers of anger, overwhelmingly swept towards Xiao He, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Xiao He, clamping Xiao He's neck, and the old man pressed Xiao He to the ground violently.

"Evil animal, today I am here to take what you promised me back then, whether you are willing to give it up or not, since the teacher taught you once, he must tell you that you must do what you say!"

"Master, you don't want it, I beg you, you don't. Xiao He's eyes were filled with panicked pleading, and he kept swaying his body as if he was about to retreat outward, but the old man just shook his head slowly. He took out a dagger from his waist.

"How did I teach you such a disciple? The old man seemed to be very disappointed and shook his head, raised his hand violently, and between the knife in his hand, Xiao He let out a lifetime scream, and his eyes were dead, and what kept ringing in his ears was Chu Chenghui and Chu Juegao's words that were constantly humiliating him.