The sharp tip of the sword pointed at Helan Minzhi's Adam's apple, and the slight tremors of his repeated swallowing saliva out of fear were transmitted to Tang Ying's hand along with the sword body. As long as her hand pushes one more centimeter forward, a living life is over.

However, just as Helan Minzhi said, she has never killed anyone with her own hands, although there have been many, many deaths because of her......

Helan Minzhi saw that Tang Ying was slow to kill the killer, and grinned funny, "Look, I said you can't get off ......"

Before the words fell, the tip of the sword had pierced his neck. The sound of the laryngeal bones shattering, like firewood cracking in a fire, there was only a "pop". This was followed by the sound of blood splattering as the blade was drawn, "poof, hoo", which was especially noticeable even in the screams of the messy woman.

Tang Ying couldn't hold back the trembling and looked behind him with his afterglow. The person who held her hand and killed Helan Toshiyuki had already let go of his hand, put his arm around her shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "Well done." ”

Tang Yingying slowly turned back to the front, looked at Helan Min's death without looking at it, and said coldly: "Who wants you to be nosy." ”

The person who came touched her shoulder and said softly, "I was wrong." However, the night was so beautiful tonight. I'll be able to invite you to drink if I've already dealt with him. ”

Tang Ying threw the sword on Helan Minzhi's body, turned around and shook off the man's hand, and walked straight to the wooden table between the seats, "I want to drink the wine myself." Now that the task has been completed, let's ask Dr. Ming to go back and report to the queen. With that, she pulled away the girl who was slumped on the ground, and sat down to drink by herself.

Ming Chong was dressed in white, and a few blood spots on the newly splashed were blooming on the front hem like plum blossoms, which had a strange elegance. He took out a gold ingot from his sleeve and beckoned the bustard to come over. The old bustard was already frightened, but the fear of death made her dare not slack off, so she ran to him with a smile on her face and asked, "Lang, Lang, Langjun, can you ...... Do you want a girl to accompany you? ”

Ming Chongyan stuffed the gold into her hand with great grace, and said with a smile: "Don't bother, just put the best wine on another pot, and you can close the door and rest." ”

The old bustard clenched the gold ingot tightly with both hands, cautiously glanced at the blood stains on the ground, and asked, "What...... Do you need to pack up...... Clean up? ”

Ming Chongyan took off his gray satin cloak and said with a smile: "No need. We'll take it later. ”

"Hey." The old bustard took a deep breath and tried to say in a calm voice, "Daughters, go back with your mother to rest." ”

As if they had been pardoned, several girls fled towards the back hall with a crawl, without the slightest coquettishness.

Ming Chongyan intimately pulled the cushion and shared a table with Tang Ying, seeing Tang Ying's expressionless face pouring a cup of glass, he probed the wine pot with his fingers, "In such a cold weather, how can you drink cold wine?" At least warm it over a white fire. ”

Tang Ying said angrily: "Dead people also care about warmth and cold? ”

Ming Chongyan was not angry, and took a wine glass and poured it for himself, "Although the dead are meaningless to be warm and cold, as a man, they must be able to shush the cold and ask for warmth." ”

Tang Ying said sarcastically: "Hmph." I've already learned a lot about serving the Holy Driver. What are you doing here? Don't hurry back to the palace yet. ”

He enjoyed a glass of wine and said, "I don't have to accompany her today, I only accompany you today." ”

"Is it good?" She asked mockingly.

"Wine?" He raised his eyebrows, as if he was slightly drunk, "Wine doesn't taste anything, but you make me intoxicated." ”

Tang Ying snorted, "Don't bother talking in front of me, I have already seen you through." ”

Ming Chongyan laughed when he heard this, "I don't see it, right? We didn't have much contact. After Li Chunfeng's death, you tried your best to avoid me. Why, will I make you feel emotional? ”

Tang Ying took the case, "Ming Chongyan! You're just disgusting. How dare you compare with him by your virtues? Reading his name out of your mouth is a stain on him. ”

Ming Chongyan raised his eyes to look at her. Although she was extremely disgusted with him, she also had to sigh that as a living dead, his demeanor was indeed amazing and confusing. Thinking of this, she quickly closed her eyes, frowned tightly and turned her head.

But I heard him sigh softly: "Sometimes, I really envy Li Chunfeng. At least there are still people who are worried about their deaths. If I knew that there was an emotion that would not be cut off by life and death, maybe ......" He suddenly seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked, "Ah Ying." What would happen to you if Li Chunfeng came back from the dead? ”

This hypothetical Tang Ying has also imagined it thousands of times, although there is no hint that Li Chunfeng is still alive in reality, she is still looking forward to this day day and night.

"Say? Tell me. There was a glint in his bottomless eyes.

"I will continue to love him, as before." Tang Ying replied firmly.

Hearing this answer, Ming Chongyan smiled slowly, "It's the same as I thought." Ah Ying, you are indeed a strange woman, I am not mistaken. ”

Seeing that he began to talk nonsense, Tang Ying didn't want to dwell on it anymore, so he said perfunctorily: "You know that I don't have a good impression of you, so you don't have to have nothing to say, and you don't have to repeatedly emphasize how good and special I am." This is a normal thing, and I'm sure anyone will have such a waiting. Even if it's not a lover, there are still parents. ”

"Parents......" Ming Chongyan drank all the wine in the cup, got up and walked to Helan Minzhi's body, picked up the sword and said: "There are some things that you won't believe if you haven't experienced them yourself." ”

Tang Ying watched him suspiciously as he neatly cut off Helan Minzhi's head like a puppet, and couldn't help but think of the countless clay figurines and puppets he had made.

Ming Chongyan wrapped Helan Minzhi's head in his own robe, saw Tang Ying's expression, and said with a light smile: "Think I'm very skilled?" That's natural, after all, I've been doing these things a lot since I was a kid. Oh yes, the first subject was my birth mother. ”

Tang Ying was so shocked that his mouth grew up. Instead, he said in the tone of telling someone else's story, "Yes." When my mother died, I resurrected her, but she stretched out her hand to strangle me. So I cut off her head, like this. His slender fingers swiped horizontally, with great ease.

What kind of dark past does this man have...... Tang Ying held back her nausea and walked out of the brothel first. Ming Chongyan stuffed the package wrapped around his head into the skin bag that he never left, and followed her out of the body.

Outside, the moon was bright and the air was cold. The two of them walked on the empty street one after another, like two ghosts in black and white.

"Don't follow me!" Tang Ying remembered that Ming Chongyan had a nameless fire.

Ming Chongyan didn't seem to know the word "honest" at all, so he followed indifferently, and asked as he walked: "Ah Ying." Why do you hate me so much? ”

Tang Ying was almost annoyed, and said angrily: "You ask knowingly!" You've done so many hurtful things, and you still expect me to accept you? ”