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At this time, she heard the sound of a clear rope from the bottom of the cliff, and she turned back suddenly, only to see a stream of water surging up from under the cliff, and then a burly figure with a dark body jumped up from the bottom of the cliff. He wears a hideous mask that resembles both a Yaksha and a water ghost, which makes people shudder.

Yun Yang exclaimed, and those vague memories instantly poured into his mind - that night was also on the edge of this cliff, two divine armies with steel knives pressed forward step by step, Yun Yang had just passed through the catastrophe of the flood, and faced such a situation, it was already six gods without a master, only the road would definitely die.

But just when she thought she was going to die, she suddenly felt a strange wind rise on the ground, and something appeared behind her. Before she could turn back, the two Divine Commanders were so frightened that their faces were contorted, and one of them rushed over with a knife, only to be caught by the monster behind her and thrown to the bottom of the cliff in a few clicks. while the other screamed again and again, and fled into the wilderness......

Yunyang remembered that she had secretly glanced back, perhaps too terrifying, and she immediately fainted, not knowing anything.

Today, the ghost sent the gods, Yunyang came to the edge of this cliff again, and there was no one else around, could it be said that the goal of this monster today is himself?

Yunyang's face was so frightened that she stiffened her body, her eyes fixed on the black-clothed Yaksha in front of her, and she had no power to fight back, just waiting for its claws to pierce her throat......

Just as the monster was only half a step away from her, it suddenly stopped, and its hand slowly raised......

While waiting for death, Yunyang suddenly smelled a burst of osmanthus flowers, which reminded her of the first time Zhao Yuan hugged her...... There was no noise around, everything was trapped and ethereal, Yun Yang slowly closed his eyes, sniffing the faint fragrance in his memory, just when he was in Zhao Yuan's arms at this moment.

"You want me to kiss you?" A low voice sounded like a muffled thunderbolt, striking Yunyang's eardrums fiercely.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Shengheng frowning, his uncertain face a few inches away from her face, and he was still holding the mask he had just taken off.

Yunyang quickly stepped back and asked suspiciously, "It turns out that you pretended to be this monster!" Why are you pretending to scare people? ”

The expression on Shengheng's face was still very cold, he threw the mask into the grass next to him, and said nonchalantly: "Who has the kung fu to scare you?" It's just that while I'm on business, you inadvertently intrude. ”

Knowing that what she saw that night was not a ghost but a Shengheng in a strange costume, Yunyang's fear gradually disappeared, but she still felt very strange: "In the middle of the night, you have something serious to do under this cliff!" ”

Shengheng suddenly turned around and said impatiently: "I have to do a lot of serious things, do I have to explain them to you one by one?" I was here with a few big girls and little daughters-in-law that night, do you want to tell you about it? ”

Yunyang blushed and turned his head: "You...... Naturally, you don't need to tell me what to do. But it is true that someone died because of you that night, and I was there at the time, can't I know the truth? Why did you kill that Divine Army? ”

Sheng Heng suddenly sneered twice: "Okay, I brought you here to remind you of the events of that day." Now that you remember, I don't have to bother with words, you come to see this! As he spoke, as soon as Shengheng raised his hand, he threw a painting scroll to Yunyang.

Yunyang took the scroll and opened it to see that it was a portrait of a beautiful woman, and what surprised her even more was that the person on the painting was herself.

"No wonder you asked me about the portrait?" Yun Yang muttered, "I didn't know there was such a portrait. However, judging from the technique of the picture itself, this painter is extremely skilled, and he should be a first-class master of fine brush painting.

After finishing speaking, Yunyang rolled up the scroll and put it away, and then naturally handed it to Shengheng: "If you want me to appreciate this painting, you can say it clearly, why bother so much and pretend to be a ghost?" ”

Seeing that she said so easily, Shengheng was full of anger and was constantly gathering in his eyes.

Yun Yang coldly saw Shengheng's fierce eyes, and was so frightened that he took a step back: "If you don't let me appreciate this painting, then what are you giving it to me, just because the person on the painting is me?" Speaking of which, it's true that I've never had anyone paint a portrait, but there are quite a few artists who have seen me, and I don't know if they may have painted me from their own memory. If you didn't deliberately scandalize me, why should I care? It's not easy for them to sell paintings......"

Before she finished speaking, she saw Sheng Heng angrily pressing towards her step by step with burning eyes: "What does it mean not to care, what does it mean that it is not easy?" Someone who gave his life because of this painting, can he not care? ”

Yunyang was blindsided at once, and she tried her best to control her emotions: "Who gave his life?" This scroll is so light that it can't hurt people's bodies at all......"

"It didn't hurt the body, it hurt the heart, it messed up people's minds! Do you understand? Shengheng's voice became louder and louder, and Yunyang's ears buzzed.

She tried her best to control her emotions and tried to sort out the information she had obtained so far, so that she could analyze why Shengheng was making a big move: "You...... Does it refer to the last protector? Are you saying that his death had something to do with this painting? But as far as I know, the first candidate accidentally fell into the water in Prime Minister Luo's mansion. ”

Yunyang didn't mention this, but as soon as he mentioned Sigan, Shengheng's face was distorted: "Since you are so curious, then I will tell you." That night, I was interrogating the person who painted the picture at the bottom of a cliff and asking him to tell the truth. But even if I threw 7749 pieces of meat from his body into Luoshui to feed the fish, he still couldn't say anything useful, and then I got tired of asking, so I simply picked up the painter and threw it directly into the river, and it was clean. ”

Listening to his casual words, looking at his eyes filled with hatred, Yunyang suddenly understood something. She said sadly and helplessly: "So you brought me here today, just to let me end up with the same result as the painter, and you lifted it up and threw it into Luoshui!" ”

Shengheng looked at Yunyang's face full of fear, and suddenly felt indescribably happy: "Let you be the same as the painter, it's not too cheap for you!" ”

Yunyang had a sense of foreboding, and she tried to think about it, but she couldn't remember anything about the painting.

At this time, the guy from Shengheng leaned over again, and he looked at Yunyang as if he saw an item on an altar that was about to be buried, without the slightest pity. A pair of unfathomable eyes never left Yunyang's face.

"I have explained this matter to you, and if you are not satisfied, you can only settle accounts with the person who painted this painting. But if you want to detain the concubine of Great Qi, it is an obvious provocation, and if the emperor knows about it, it will definitely cause misery. ”