Chapter 330: It's a Scuffle 42

The sect leader commanded, saying that Miss Dong would go to the main hall when she woke up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeใ€‚ infoโ€

As soon as Yaxi opened her eyes, a man suddenly appeared in front of the bed. She was still in a little daze when she first woke up, but the man's voice startled her and made her sober up instantly.

"Hmm." Yaxi nodded in response, then rolled over and sat up. She grabbed her hair and frowned as she looked at the already wrinkled skirt.

The man in black didn't speak again, and he was gone. Just in the blink of an eye, a set of light-colored skirts also appeared in Yaxi's hand. She picked up her skirt and looked at it, making sure that it was her size, and changed her clothes without hesitation.

As soon as he turned around again, a basin of hot water appeared in the middle of the room, Yaxi frowned, looked around, and couldn't find the hiding place of the man in black at all. But she didn't bother too much, and finished washing with things in the house that she didn't know when.

As soon as it was tidied up, the door was suddenly opened, and the man in black stood at the door with his head down: "Miss Dong, please come here." There was not a trace of emotion in the man's voice, it was as cold as a machine.

Yaxi nodded in response, and followed him left and right to the door of a large hall. He stood at the door and didn't move, and Yaxi just wanted to say something, but the man in black disappeared like this.

She frowned, and stood in the doorway, not knowing whether to push the door in or not.

"Come in." The door of the main hall suddenly opened by itself, and the voice of the man in red from yesterday came from inside. Yaxi was keenly aware of the coldness in the man's tone, and the alarm bell in her heart shook loudly, but her face was not revealing anything.

Yaxi carefully stepped in, but there was more than one man in the hall today. Today's man was still dressed in red, wearing a half-metal mask, and he stood on the high platform and looked at the people kneeling below with a serious face.

Sensing that Yaxi was coming in, the man turned his head to look at Yaxi. He temporarily restrained the cold aura on his body and nodded towards Yaxi. Yaxi immediately understood, showed him a sweet smile, and then stood on the side of the main hall on his own.

Yaxi had just stood up when a chair suddenly appeared behind her. She looked at the man in a daze, and the man just as he lowered his hand and began to process what was in front of him. Yaxi turned to look at the chair behind her, and a smile still appeared on her face. She straightened her skirt and sat down in her chair, and began to observe what was happening in front of her.

"You know you're wrong." The man's tone was calm, but the danger contained in it made people shudder.

"Yun Sheng, Yan Yue is ashamed of the sect leader!" The two people kneeling below kowtowed in unison, and the voices of a man and a woman were very harmonious.

"Just don't admit it?" The man's tone was a little more dangerous, and he squinted at the two people below.

The man called Yun Sheng knelt forward two steps, he looked up at his sect leader, and the expression on his face was almost resolute: "All the faults, Yun Sheng is willing to bear all the faults alone, beg the sect leader to let Yan Yue go!" โ€

Before his words fell, Yan Yue, who was kneeling next to him, interrupted him: "No! Ask the master to punish Yan Yue ......"

Yun Sheng couldn't help frowning tightly when he heard Yan Yue's words, he reached out and pulled Yan Yue, signaling her to stop talking.

But Yan Yue obviously wouldn't listen to him, she shook off Yun Sheng's hand and knelt forward a few steps: "It was Yan Yue who was cheap and seduced Zuo Protector." This matter has nothing to do with the Left Protector! Yan Yue pursed his lips, his eyes were very determined.

The man standing on the high platform frowned, as if he was not very satisfied with this explanation. With a wave of his hand, a huge tripod appeared out of the hall, and Yan Yue, who was talking just now, was covered by the big tripod.

Yun Sheng was shocked, his face was full of disbelief, he raised his voice and shouted: "Sect Master, don't listen to the more nonsense you gossip about Yanyue, it's my fault!" It's all my fault......"

Yun Sheng's uncontrollable shouting made the man frown, he stared at the person kneeling below, and there was a little more impatience in his voice: "As the left protector, do you really want to lose your life for such a woman?" โ€

"Master! Please! Yun Sheng almost burst into tears, he choked up and said a word, and then bowed deeply to the people on the high platform.

"Seriously." In contrast, the man's voice was extremely calm, so calm that he could barely hear his emotions.

"Ask the Lord to do it!" When he looked up again, Yun Sheng's face was already stained with tears. He glanced at Da Ding next to him anxiously, and his voice was a lot hoarse.

The man seemed to be even more angry, he twisted his eyebrows, waved his big hand, and a glass of wine suddenly appeared in front of the kneeling person: "This is a cup of poisonous wine, as long as you drink it, I will let her go." โ€

Hearing this, Yun Sheng was amnesty. He turned his head to look at Da Ding on the side, and a big smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Yan Yue, I love you." There was a lot of affection in his voice, and perhaps for fear of angering the man, he picked up the glass and drank it as soon as he finished speaking.

The poisonous wine quickly took effect, and half a moment later, Yun Sheng spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

The man looked at Yun Sheng, who had drunk the poisoned wine, frowning and not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he waved his hand and took back the Ding that trapped Yan Yue: "He's dead, you can leave." โ€

"Nope! No! As soon as Yan Yue appeared, her face was full of tears, and she screamed and threw herself on Yun Sheng, crying extremely poignantly. Listening to it, it always feels like she is going to pass out in the next moment.

Yan Yue's attention condensed on the wine glass in Yun Sheng's hand, and in the wine glass that had obviously been drunk just now, half a glass of wine actually appeared. She sniffed, then wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve.

A strange smile appeared on her face, as if it was not her who had been crying hoarsely just now. Yan Yue stretched out his hand to straighten Yun Sheng's broken hair, and his movements were extremely gentle. When she withdrew her hand, she took the half-left glass of wine in her hand by the way: "Yunsheng, you don't like the dark the most." The road to Huangquan, you are always too lonely alone, is it okay for me to accompany you. โ€

Yanyue smiled very gently, obviously not crying, but his voice seemed to be crying. She glanced at Yun Sheng beside her again, took out a handkerchief for him, and carefully wiped the blood from her mouth.

"I said you could leave." Hearing Yan Yue's words, the man's brows furrowed even tighter. He sat back in his chair, his voice irritated.

As if he hadn't heard, Yan Yue was still focused on the movements in his hands. It wasn't until the blood on Yun Sheng's face was completely wiped off and the sleeves of her clothes were tidied up that she stopped moving. She knelt next to her and suddenly burst into a big smile. Then, as soon as she returned her hand, she poured all the wine in her hand into her mouth. The poisoned wine took effect quickly, and within half an hour, she spurted out a mouthful of blood and poured down. And the hands of the two just happened to be together. (To be continued.) )