"Old lady, the picturesque is protecting the capital, so as long as the wolf clan no longer attacks the capital, I will definitely not hurt any of them again." Shiruxiang stared at Elder He and smiled faintly.

"Then thank you, girl." Elder He let out a long sigh, and suddenly, his face changed greatly, a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, he stared, tried to restrain his trembling body, and looked at the picturesque and calm face.

"You, you poisoned the wine, but, impossible, I have secretly investigated the wine that everyone drank today, and it was not poisoned." Elder He sat down cross-legged in disbelief and used his exercises to try to restrain the spread of the poison.

Shiruhua squatted down, squinted and smiled at Elder He, who looked pale and gradually appeared cyan circles under his eyes, and the coldness on his lips was even more ruthless:

"Ruhua knows that any action made by Ruhua will not escape the eyes of the old lady, so I did not poison your wine, but put the poison in my wine, the poison configured by Qiqi is unique in the world, I ate the antidote first, and then when I clinked glasses with Han Wolf and others, the wine splashed in the other party's wine glass, and I drank the poisonous wine unconsciously, and I directly gave you my poisonous wine in order to take care of the old lady, hehe...... Old lady, how do you feel, although Picturesque knows, if I don't kill you and spare your life, you will be grateful, but in Picturesque's heart, only the dead and the dead will be the safest and most sure, so I poisoned you, and I also want to abolish your cultivation, so that no matter how you toss, you will not escape from the palm of my hand. ”

Elder He poured into his chest in one breath, his throat was fishy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashed with a picturesque red robe, standing on the side of Qi Qi was furious, his face was full of murderous intent, and his fingers flew down when he stepped forward, Elder He's eyes showed despair and spit blood again, and the blue color on his face gradually spread with his angry emotions, and the painting Qiye and others, who had already cleaned up the battlefield, came out, and saw that Elder He had been abolished and cultivated, and the stone pressed in their hearts quietly fell, but after this incident, they were more afraid and convinced of the poetry, and so on, It was only when the poetry and picturesqueness established its own majesty in the capital and had its own retinue.

On the fifth floor of the glazed golden pagoda, He Liyu stood quietly in front of the window, his cold and indifferent eyes looked at the direction of the front hall of the capital through the window, his fingers rubbed unconsciously, and stopped with the sound of footsteps at the door.

Ye Xiu stepped forward and said in surprise:

"Lord of the City, the poetry girl is really impressive, and the situation of this banquet is amazing, it is really unexpectedly smooth."

He Liyu didn't turn around, and a trace of tenderness finally appeared on his cold and ruthless face:

"The situation is under control"

"Yes, the more than sixty people hidden in the capital mansion, including more than thirty black-clothed people later, were all killed, the three major commanders of the cold wolf famous Confucian Xiu and Mo Qiu were also killed, and the book elder and Elder You who appeared later were also killed, and Elder He was abolished and cultivated by the poet girl, and he was heavily poisoned and imprisoned, so far, the poet girl is all in control of the capital mansion."

"Picturesque, she has finally grown up" He Liyu sighed coldly, and a touch of melancholy and faint peace of mind flashed in her eyes.

"Lord of the city, when the poet girl drank poisonous wine, I was really worried that this guy Qiqi was unreliable, I didn't expect a poisonous banquet to knock down all the hidden enemies, and the game in the game designed by the poet girl is even more classic, no one thought that those people who sang the opera were also the people arranged by the poet girl, and until now, I still don't believe that the poet girl has this ability."

Then Ye Xiu locked his eyebrows again, thinking about speaking:

"Almost all the people who fought this time appeared, but why didn't I see the merman's concubine and Mo Dian, they also appeared in the capital, but no one found out."

He Liyu hooked his lips, and a faint smile flashed in his cold and ruthless eyes:

"Night repair, such as the picture is playing chess, she is playing a big game of chess, this chess is as good as follows, the capital will have no enemies in the future, if this chess is not good, the game is broken and defeated, and the capital city will dissipate in the cloud wilderness."

"Ahh

He Liyu turned around, stared coldly at Ye Xiu, and said in a deep voice:

"Night Xiu, although we used Xiao Yu to lure out the rest of the elders of the wolf clan to kill them all, but its internal capital is still abundant, and there are endless disputes, you send a message to the wolf clan, let him try his best to intensify the internal contradictions, and strive to divide the wolf clan from the inside and make it collapse."

"Yes, Lord Castle"

He Liyu's gaze moved out of the window, landing in the direction of the picturesque residence, and sighed faintly:

"Night Xiu, from today onwards, I'm going to go to the person underground, if I don't come out, don't go in, remember, you can secretly protect Ruhua at any time, and you must not hurt her in the slightest."

When he heard that He Liyu was going to go underground, Ye Xiu's face changed slightly, he bit his lip tightly, and a sadness rose from his eyes, and a faint mist appeared.

"Yes, Lord Castle, Night Repair and others will protect the poetry girl with their lives"

Wisps of ice spread from afar, freezing everything in the blink of an eye, even Elder Ma and Elder Feng, who had been tied to the pillar and died for a long time, were also frozen in ice, Shiruhua waved a ray of light to block the invading ice, raised his eyebrows, looked up at the air, Qi Qi and Xuan Ya's eyes changed color slightly, and then glanced at each other, the killing machine suddenly appeared, and the several commanders and guards behind him also looked awe-inspiring, staring at the yellow-robed man who was suddenly in the middle of the mountain, and his white hair was flying in a beautiful arc with his body, His gaze was gloomy and sinister, especially when he looked at Poetic Picturesque, which made everyone angry, and at this moment Poetic Picturesque had become the real leader in their hearts.

Behind him, Mo Mo and others slowly appeared in front of everyone, and the people who were familiar with each other saw each other, a little embarrassed and a little melancholy, looking at these people picturesquely, his lips hooked up a sneer.

Qi Qi was about to step forward but was stopped by Shiruhua's outstretched hand, she took a step forward, and swept everyone in front of her with a smile and cold gaze:

"I didn't expect that the people of the Snow Clan would come to the capital, is the picture welcoming all old friends, or should I guard against you with a hostile mentality" Her words were neither soft nor hard, so that Ji Mo and the others dodged their eyes, and they knew Shiruxiang a thousand years ago, and their mood was very complicated at the moment, and at the same time, a bad premonition also rose in their hearts, could it be that the things of a thousand years ago were going to be repeated

The wind blew a yellow robe, he unfolded his charming charm, and said with an evil smile:

"Picturesque, why be covered with thorns, you should know what I came here for, as long as you satisfy me, I will not hurt me in the slightest."

The Sea Emperor stepped forward, his brows slightly locked, full of desolation and sadness in his body and mind, his heart seemed to return to a thousand years ago, but at this moment there was one less person, the person who swore to protect the picturesque poem, Demon Jie, do you really survive in the world

"Isn't your heart tired, entangled for thousands of years?" said Yu Xuanya with a wry smile and opened her mouth faintly.

The originally smiling face froze instantly, and his gaze suddenly became cold, gloomy, staring at Xuan Ya with cruel sharpness:

"Xuan Xuanya, you can let go, it doesn't mean that I can let go, for thousands of years, I have lived painfully, just for her, can't this little wish satisfy me" The painting Qiye and the others standing behind him couldn't understand the meaning of his words, but they also knew that the purpose of the Snow Clan's coming was to be picturesque, thinking of this, their eyes changed, and they were cold and murderous.

She sighed, and just wanted to speak again, when she took a step forward, the cold wind blew her bright red robe as bright as snow, blowing her messy hair, but it couldn't blow the melancholy that suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"I don't know how it was a thousand years ago, but I know that now, I only have Heliyu in my heart in front of me, and you, if I can, I want to be friends, and I don't want to fight with you for life and death." Then, his eyes swept over the people of the Snow Clan one by one, and he sighed lightly.

"You brought them here today, are you going to start a war with the capital?"

The word war made Xuan Xuan laugh sadly, he looked sideways at Xuan Xuan and Zhu Xuan, the sadness in his eyes made the two of them feel more painful, and then said quietly:

"Miss Shi, in the eyes of His Highness, in his heart, he will not hurt you, but his heart is too bitter and tired to be suppressed."

"Tell me, so what, do you want me to go with him I have been trapped in Hironono for more than a year, and I haven't moved, but it makes me even more dead to him, don't say anything that makes me hate him even more."

The white hair suddenly rushed straight into the sky, and everyone was in a daze, staring at the gloomy and evil one:

"Picturesque, no matter what I do, you won't come back to me, will you"

Xuan Xuanya's expression turned pale for a while, the same words, the same expression, as if she had returned to a thousand years ago, and her heart hurt like a pinprick.

"Yes, my heart is only Heliyu and nothing else"

"Hahaha. Well, in that case, then I will use my sword to trap your heart again, seal your love, and break off love, I would rather destroy my own flesh and blood and entangle you for eternity. ”

"No, you can't," he was shocked, his face pale without a trace of blood, and he crossed the picturesque and stood directly in front of her, his lips trembling, miserable and sad, his eyes covered with despair.

After a thousand years, is history going to repeat itself, why do you torture these people, is it, after a thousand years, you still can't get rid of the worries in your heart

"Hello, have you forgotten a thousand years ago, have you forgotten that the sword, not only destroyed her, but also yourself, Zan, if history repeats itself, this time, how picturesque should you be, will you let her sleep for another thousand years?"

The pleading and despair in his eyes made the man who was gradually falling into madness regain a little bit of his senses, and his cold hands were even colder, just like his heart, he couldn't feel the slightest temperature at all.

The sword, his sword has not been used for thousands of years, just because, thousands of years ago, that sword cut off her vitality and cut off her desire to live

His sword, if it is not out, changes color when it comes out, and he swears not to return to the sheath without seeing blood

I don't understand, why Xuan Xuanya can let go of his love for poetry, just like a thousand years ago, when the poetry and picturesque vitality was about to be lost, as the merman sea emperor, he destroyed his body and turned into a soul coffin to seal the poetry and sink into the abyss of the Kunlun Mountains, and that person was even more cruel, using all his body mana to drop blood and protect the poetry to protect the poetry so as not to scatter his soul, and the body turned into Qinyuan hidden poetry and picturesque body to provide vitality energy, but he was the most hurtful to several people, causing his heart to be the most tired and painful, Entangled for thousands of years, it still can't dissolve the love and hatred in his heart.

The picturesque gaze crossed the Xuanya, and quietly fell on the face covered with dead ashes, and under the eyes, the cold murderous intent flashed, reaching out and gently pushing away the Xuanya, standing in front of Xuanya, the plain consciousness hovered in the air:

"Xuan, perhaps, before, you have done what you have to do, but this time, I will never allow you to hurt anyone again, especially Xuanya, if you don't listen to my advice this time, then, between me and you, you will only become a mortal enemy, and you will never be implicated."

Xuan Xuan was shocked, Zhu Xuan was shocked, the poetry in their impression was picturesque, and she had never had such a decisive and ruthless tone, at that time, in the face of Xuan Xuan's crazy infatuation, she still gently let the bloodthirsty sword pierce into her body.

The corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes were cold and glowing with evil light, and he gradually regained his senses, suddenly lifted his lips and hooked a smile:

"Picturesque, why isn't he by your side?"

"Whether you are by my side or not, I am still not afraid of you, I am still scared, maybe your madness is still stuck in a thousand years ago, but unfortunately, I don't remember everything now, then, I will not have affection for you, and I will be merciful, whether you hurt He Liyu, hurt Xuanya, or hurt anyone in the capital, I will fight to the end with hatred, even if I shed the last drop of blood, I will kill you and destroy you." She spoke very slowly, very softly, like the wind blowing through everyone's hearts, but everyone could feel the cold and terrifying murderous intent in her words.

The hand that fell in the sleeve clenched fiercely, staring at the poetry coldly, watching her petite body standing in the wind, looking at her bright eyes with cold coldness, looking at her flying and soft hair, his heart suddenly twitched tightly, a trace of pain interspersed with the past, making him suffocate for a moment, the ice under his feet gradually broke, and the dense gaps spread, Zhu Yu and Yi Yu and others stared at the poetry with concern, but unfortunately, his eyes were still staring at the poetry and picturesque, Just like the picturesque gaze, he stared at the stumbling eyes, but there was no wave.

"Picturesque, you've changed a lot compared to last time," said Shaki suddenly.

"I'm like this, if it weren't for He Liyu restraining me, I would be more prosperous in the past."

"Then, between you and me, there is no room for it" As if he had exhausted all his strength, he slowly raised his hand, his fingers moved slightly, and suddenly, many snowmen with flashing blue rays appeared around, and their crystal clear bodies emitted layers of cold light, and they all held snow swords with cold light and stared at the people of the capital with expressionless faces.

The picturesque lips hooked a sad smile, her eyes suddenly bloomed with ripples as cool as water, and she smiled at the sorrowful smile, laughing sorrowfully, laughing ruthlessly, her hand was slowly raised

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