Jiang Louyue suddenly felt that all along, she seemed to have really misunderstood this man, and in her heart, something hard gradually disintegrated unconsciously.

"Senior Brother......

She stretched out a small white hand, trying to pull back the copy of "Woe to the Country" from his hand.

"Don't look at it."

She really didn't want him to look any further.

He thought for himself that she had received.

"Don't make a noise."

Emperor Jiuchen frowned slightly, turned sideways slightly, and withdrew his hand, not letting Jiang Louyue touch the book "Woe to the Country" at all.

Time passes slowly.

About half an hour later, Di Jiuchen finally finished reading the entire book of "Disaster Country".

He turned his head, his face was extremely cold, and there was a very terrifying light condensed in his eyes like a black hole: "Lou Yue, who gave you this original script?" ”

Jiang Louyue pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and decided to tell the truth.

Senior brother, you can be trusted.

"It's the pavilion master of the Nine Ding Pavilion and the Six Scattered Pavilions."

Di Jiuchen's good-looking brows became tighter and tighter, and he asked in a deep voice, "Have you seen him?" ”

"Nope." Jiang Louyue shook her head lightly and said, "I have met with the Pavilion Master twice, but I haven't seen his face. ”

Di Jiuchen took a deep breath.

"That Pavilion Master's body exudes a very terrifying dark aura, and as soon as people get close, they can't help but want to bow their heads and surrender, and they don't even have the courage to raise their heads."

When Jiang Louyue said this, she suddenly felt a little cowardly.

"I remember you said that the Pavilion Master is not very old."

Emperor Jiuchen held the original "Disaster Country" with a black cover in one hand, and an extremely blazing black extreme fire instantly rose from his palm.

"Woe to the Country" was burned by the black extreme fire and turned to ashes in an instant.

"This thing can't be kept, and being seen is a scourge. You once showed Nangong Beiche that if he didn't keep his mouth tight, if necessary, he would dispose of it. ”

Jiang Louyue gasped and looked at Di Jiuchen in great surprise.

"Senior brother, are you going to kill him?"

Although she knew from her previous life that he was ruthless and extremely aggressive, and never dragged his feet, it was still a little difficult to accept when she really faced it in this life.

"I mean when necessary."

Di Jiuchen watched "Woe Country" turn into ashes in his hands, his dark eyes narrowed dangerously, and his voice seemed to come from the underworld of hell, "But Nangong Beiche seems to be very loyal to Lou Gongzi, and there are wives and children at home, if he knows each other, it doesn't hurt to let him live a few more days." ”

Jiang Louyue's beautiful eyes crossed a touch of shame: "I asked him to adapt "The Demon Concubine of the Disaster Country", and I am also responsible." ”

"He's done a great job of adapting it."

Di Jiuchen gave a pertinent judgment, "If I wasn't a party to the party, I wouldn't be able to see through the mystery inside." ”

Jiang Louyue paused, looked at Emperor Jiuchen with a questioning look, and said, "Then do I still need to use the script of "The Demon Concubine of the Disaster Country"?" ”

Di Jiuchen was silent.

The black eyes as deep as the sea cast into the vast night.

"It doesn't work."

In the silence of the night, only the breathing of two people could be heard.

"Lou Yue, let's go to Jiuding Pavilion tomorrow, I want to meet this famous mysterious pavilion master in person."

Jiang Louyue nodded and said, "Okay." ”

She paused, and then said: "Actually, I think that this script can still be used, after all, the identity of Lou Gongzi is a mystery, and it is very difficult for the other party to find me." ”

Emperor Jiuchen's face sank: "Don't be lucky, this is the royal land of the Great Qian Dynasty, and it is all the sphere of influence of Emperor Que, if he has the heart to find someone, there is absolutely no reason not to find it." ”

Jiang Louyue was silent.

"It's late at night, go back to sleep."

Di Jiuchen stretched out a hand and gently rubbed Jiang Louyue's hairy little head, and a hidden deep affection crossed his black eyes, "You'd better not get involved in the matter of "Disaster Country". I don't want you to be caught up in a dirty royal struggle. ”

Jiang Louyue nodded a little ignorantly.

Touched by that big warm hand, for a moment, she felt like he was her own relative, and she was the protected one.

Di Jiuchen had no sleep all night.

He had spent the night lying on a soft couch, his arms folded, his eyes wide, his childhood nightmare replaying over and over again in his mind.

In order to save herself, her mother died tragically, and she was seriously injured, but she was fortunately rescued by Yao Lao.

It was the darkest day of my life.

He refused to speak, and he forgot how to speak.

He sat under a willow tree by the river every day in a daze, not crying or laughing, and sitting like this was three years.

He vividly remembers that he was ten years old.

On the edge of the silent river, a six-year-old girl suddenly came, white and tender, like water, with a silly smile on her face all the time.

I don't know if the water doll has a bad brain, it seems to be particularly interested in him, and keeps crawling on top of him, babbling and chattering endlessly.

The water doll is very naughty, always making trouble for him, and he can't think about life and remember the painful past.

At that time, I was still very violent, and I was annoyed by the water doll, so I stretched out a hand and pinched her fleshy face.

"Baby-brother-brother is bad!" The water doll immediately cried.

I don't know why, his heart, which is harder than steel, was unexpectedly soft, and was messed up by this water doll.

He began to try to coax her.

But he's just a kid himself, and he doesn't know how to coax people.

"Shut up! Don't cry! ”

Finally he got annoyed and yelled at the water doll.

After yelling, he was stunned. It was the first thing he said in three years.

The water doll was stunned by the roar, forgot to cry, flattened her mouth, and looked at him very aggrievedly, where were the two little hands twisted.

A sense of guilt rose in his heart.

Then he went up to the willow tree and put a nest of bird's eggs on her as compensation.

Sure enough, the water doll was holding the bird's egg, and immediately smiled, very happy.

In the following month, he still sat under the willow tree by the river every day, not in a daze, not for contemplation, but for a silent expectation.

And that water doll made an ordinary doll did not disappoint him, and often ran out secretly to play with him.

She's more hilarious than ever, still giggling every day.

Before he knew it, he found that he could say more and more, and finally one day, he was able to communicate with everyone without any obstacles.

"Why do you come here every day to play?" One day, I asked the question in my heart, "Does your family care about you?" ”