Chapter 160: Cold Heart
The Yulin Army guarding the ice cellar has been more vigilant since Yan Xiao's trouble, and subconsciously raised the swords, guns, swords, and halberds in his hands as soon as there was a disturbance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
It's so late, and there are still people coming.
They were quick to get on the defensive again.
"It turned out to be the prince of Zhenguo." The captain of the Yulin Army arched his hand to Xie Miao: "Grandpa Guo hasn't been here for a while. β
Xie Miao's face sank.
He naturally knew that the other party had no malicious intent.
But he didn't like the teasing.
I don't like it very much.
"Has anyone else been here lately?"
The squad leader opened his mouth to say something.
But thinking of the instructions of the emperor and the queen mother, he shook his head, "It's those people, you know." β
"Doctor Qiu of the pharmaceutical industry, and Mr. Chang Lao, and then there is you."
Mr. Chang's origin Xie Miao is not very clear, he only knows that he is a capable person who can maintain corpses, and he can protect Xue Jiao as if he was alive, and even his blood does not coagulate, so he can often use it. He was also the one who said he was looking for a thousand years of Saitama that day.
It has nothing to do with him anyway.
Xie Miao nodded, and they opened the door and let it in.
The little guard guarding the door couldn't help but muttered a few more words: "I don't know what kind of thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and 10,000-year-old Snow Lotus is, such a precious elixir, I don't even let you see it." β
"It's a big secret anyway, how can you let us know." The little brother on the other side answered him.
"I don't have a long memory!" The team leader suddenly scolded: "The last time, those two were negligent and let Young Master Yan go in and were punished to guard the mausoleum, do you still dare to talk nonsense, don't you want to do it anymore?" β
The two bowed their heads.
Why did he go around and around without making a sound, it was really scary to death.
The team leader stared at the closed door for a moment.
Who doesn't have curiosity, but when they are poor, where can they be curious casually.
This palace is full of secrets, and even if you encounter it, you have to pretend not to see it.
In the middle of the night, the depths of the ice cellar were empty, and the ever-bright lights were not extinguished, but they were shaking.
There's wind here.
It can't help but make people a little panicked.
But Xie Miao was not afraid at all.
He looked at Xue Jiao in the coffin and sneered: "You are not terrible to live, what is there when you die." β
The real Xue Jiao can't help it, let alone fake it.
"Cousin ......"
His hand gently stroked the peaceful sleeping face of the person in the coffin.
She looked like she was asleep.
His hand was the same temperature as her face.
It's cool.
"You probably won't let me go." He laughed again: "There are people in the world who look so much like you." β
He paused:
"It seems that God also means."
No one answered him, but he seemed to hear a response.
"Do you want to take revenge on me by her hand? It's naΓ―ve. β
His eyes narrowed:
"Come one, I'll kill one, come two, I'll kill a pair."
Murderous.
The person in the coffin still seemed to be asleep.
Xie Miao sighed, feeling a little pity.
It's a pity that she will never feel these hatreds.
He glanced at Xue Jiao in disgust: "Originally, after you died, these things should have ended, but how can you still have a shadow to stay in the world?" So, she had to die. β
If nothing else, who made her grow a face for you.
"But don't worry, I, Xie Miao, don't like to anger others, Xue Qi, the Xue family, will be safe and sound, so, if you really don't die thoroughly, you really have three souls and seven spirits, be sensible, don't be weird."
Does he believe in ghosts and gods?
No, I don't believe it. He Xie Miao didn't believe it at all.
If the gods had eyes, they would have seen it a long time ago.
The gods are all blind!
"Cousin, you're not as good as me in the Northwest."
"Cousin, who taught you kung fu, why doesn't it seem to be as good as me?"
"Cousin......"
Seven-year-old Xiao Xue Jiao, and he don't know each other.
Her innocent and lively little face was still in front of him, but it was gradually distorted, and now it only made him feel disgusting.
When she first met in the palace, she also ripped off her jade pendant.
His reaction is still fresh in his mind.
Good guy, there are girls who are slightly better than him.
It's really interesting.
"yes, that's interesting......"
Xie Miao raised his head.
"Haha...... Interesting...... Hahaha......"
His laughter echoed in the small ice cellar, and it was even more terrifying.
The person in the coffin still looked serene.
Nothing can be heard.
Xie Miao came out, and the team leader gave him his hand again: "Every time Grandpa Guo comes over, his mind will be settled." β
It can be seen that there is really a thousand-year-old elixir inside.
Long-winded guys.
Xie Miao pulled out the saber from his waist, and before the squad leader could be surprised, Xie Miao put the knife against his neck with his backhand.
The crowd around was shocked.
I was surprised that Xie Miao's skills could be faster than their well-trained Yulin Army, and even more surprised that he was so unkind.
A shallow mark of blood immediately oozed from the squad leader's neck.
He swallowed his saliva and stabilized his mind: "Please forgive me for the inappropriate words." β
The knife in Xie Miao's hand was raised again, "Who told you this, ask you again, hasn't anyone else been here again?" β
How did he see it?
A hint of panic flashed in the squad leader's eyes.
But the emperor's will was greater than heaven, and he gritted his teeth.
All right.
Xie Miao smiled slightly, "It's Yanxiao, right?" β
The other party did not deny it.
It really was him.
Xie Miao clenched his left hand into a fist.
He tolerated Yanxiao everywhere, why did he have to get along with himself so much?
How much did he find out about Xue Jiao's matter?
That kid, don't you think he's a bully, okay, then give him some color to see.
It doesn't matter what kind of grandson he is, the only bloodline of Taizu, the only son of King Funan.
It's time for him to pay for what he's done!
Xie Miao withdrew his hand, and cut a semicircle with a three-foot big knife, and the handle of the knife was facing the leader of the Yulin Army.
"Offended."
Xie Miao was Xie Miao after all, and he quickly regained his composure.
The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing him go away, the team leader dared to secretly wipe his sweat:
"Isn't it the wedding night, why is the anger so heavy, could it be that such a gentle and beautiful beauty can't warm the cold heart of Zhen Guogong......"
Two soft coughs came from behind.
He turned back.
The two little guards said to him: "Chief, what you said, don't worry about idle things. β
The squad leader choked.
Curiosity, curiosity, there really shouldn't be anything at all.
Here in the Su Mansion, this Miss Xue accepted the Su family's hospitality safely, and didn't even say a word if she wanted to leave.
Mrs. Su also felt that she was impulsive, why did she say something like that.
People really can't leave.
It's not that she doesn't have a home, the Xue family is her own family, the Xie family is a foreign family, and there are a lot of relatives, what's the matter of living here?
She wanted to smash her mouth.
After a moment of thought, I understood it again. Xie Miao didn't admit it to death, saying that she was fake!
Could it be that he is really a charlatan......
She thought about it and found the girl: "Go to Xue's house and ask Miss Xue Er to recognize her." β
The girl reminded her softly: "Madam, Second Miss Xue is in trouble with the third wife and the third lady......
Mrs. Su smiled: "They are them, I am me, since that incident, which family is still willing to promote her, I throw an olive branch, she still has a reason?" β
The girl praised: "It's still the wife wise." β
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I almost couldn't catch up, I was scared to death, everyone thinks I'm slow to update, it's true, there have been too many things lately, I must work hard to do more!
(To be continued.) )