Chapter 132: There is no choice

was still going to confess to the little devil Mingsa, why did his attitude take a 180-degree turn? Let Minsa's expectations fall straight from the clouds to the abyss?

I still don't know that the little devil is looking forward to confessing to her all the way, looking forward to holding hands with him.

They went through two lives and deaths together, and each time they were able to lay down their lives for each other.

Can't you just be with her after putting aside all distractions?

Yes, of course you can, but I still want to do that.

But when he sent Tang Yu last night to ask the little devil to wait for him in the palace tomorrow, Chi Qin asked Chi Heng to send someone to invite him to the Chihou Mansion for a banquet, and he knew that something had happened, and it was a sudden thing, otherwise Chi Qin would not have invited him over so abruptly.

In the Chihou Mansion, he received an order from his master after the destruction of the swordsmithing shop and after his poisoning.

The master threatened the little devil with his life and said, if you continue to disobey the master's order like this and insist on going your own way, don't you want to die for her? Then I will let her die before you, and see who else can make you so disobedient.

Moreover, this time it was not only Master's order, but also a person with a higher status than Master's order.

Still Shu suddenly felt a sense of indifference, did he want to give up the opportunity to be with the little devil? Can't he be brave enough to explain everything to the little devil?

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about it until the next day when he walked to the Soul Master's dwelling hall and was still hesitating about how to choose.

But as he stood outside the hall where the Spiritist lived, waiting for the little devil, he saw something in the bushes outside the palace.

It was an iron bullet developed by Master that could penetrate heavy armor, and their small shell could kill people thousands of miles away when fired with all the full force of an automatic weapon.

Still Shu saw the small bullet, and he knew that it was deliberately left to him by the master's informant lurking in the Imperial City of Yunling, in order to tell him that they could really easily take the life of the little devil, and now her life was in his own hands.

If you choose to remain firmly with the little devil, then you will become the murderer of the little devil.

In the moment when he was leaning outside the palace, he decided that he wanted to break the little devil's heart, and he had to hurt her hard, so that she could be farther away from him and safer.

Why did he choose to take Minsa to the ancient banyan tree, not only to find a beautiful scenery to make a break, but because this place is what still Shu can see from the room, he plans to leave the little devil there alone, and only if he is in his sight can he rest assured.

After leaving from the tree, he strode back to the Champion Hou's Mansion, locked himself in the room, and watched the figure of the little devil all afternoon, saying sorry ten thousand times in his heart, and silently reciting in his heart to keep the little devil away from him.

She was sad, and he was even sadder.

She was miserable, and he was even more desolate.

There is nowhere to say anything on your mind, and the beautiful woman in the distance is empty.

Secretly hiding in the room, she still saw the Venerable Lord appear beside Minsa and led her out of the ancient tree garden.

It seems that the way the Lord looked at Minsa yesterday was indeed different, when did they start to be so different in the beginning of something that they didn't know about?

One sorrow, one side of each of the three.

Minsa trotted back to her room, she didn't know why the Lord was so kind to her, even a little more than kindness, she could feel the warmth in him.

And the one who still says, the ruthless still says, the coward still says, why is he determined to hurt his heart so much?

She wished that she would come back to her and drive away the moonlit desolation for her. In the past, I always hated his indulgent jokes and his cynical face, but now I want to go back to those days.

She would rather not have the luxury of being able to confess and still confess, but how embarrassing it would be to see him again, now that her heart is overgrown with weeds, the emotion is too long and resentful, and it makes her despair.

In such a situation, Minsa didn't know what she should do with it, and whether she should get to the bottom of it and reveal his secret once and for all, was that good or bad?

Or did he just fulfill his wish and end there?

Before the remarks, no one had ever made Minsa fall in love so unbridledly, but he was so careless about his seriousness, and now lying on the cold bed, this passion and love burned in his heart like self-immolation, did he know? Does he care?

The infatuation is vivid, and I remember the spring heart at that time.

Now but the night rain, the bees are sad and the butterflies are hateful, they are speechless, and their hearts are far away from Yang Hua.

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The next morning, Minsa woke up a little late, she fell asleep last night at some point, and the morning was still a little lingering heaviness.

As if waiting for her, the spiritualist paced the temple and saw her get up, and brought two maids to Minza, and said that the Lord had sent her a special gift.

Minsa looked at the smiling and loving face of the Soul Master, he didn't seem to give himself any hints, but was naturally happy for Minsa.

Minsa had no choice but to dismiss the maid, and at this time, Gu Ting had already come to the hall of the Lingshi to find Mingsa.

He saw that there was a big swollen circle around Minsa's eyes, and his expression could not hide his gloom, so he asked with concern what happened, but Minsa did not explain, only said that he did not sleep well last night.

Although Gu Ting was worried, it was inconvenient to ask, the purpose of his trip was to leave with Mingsa, and the lord sent him to envoy to the Wusun Kingdom in the Western Regions, and it would be a month before he left.

Gu Ting thinks that although Minsa and still Shu are together now, it is harmless for him to come over and quit as a friend. But he didn't know what had happened between him and Minsa yesterday, and Minsa was so lonely at the moment.

"Do you remember what I told you that I really wanted to meet the master of the Western Regions?" When Mingsa heard that Gu Ting was going to Wusun Kingdom in the Western Regions, he instantly thought of Master Yin Idiot in his mind.

On the way to Yunling in Minsa and Qin, she once received a reply from the granddaughter of the master of the sound idiot, saying that the master of the sound idiot is now seriously ill, but he is still very much like seeing the Jiaowei qin that he longs for the most in his life.

Gu Ting thought about it for a while, and remembered that Minsa had told him about the infatuated music and rhythm master of the Western Regions when they first met, so he nodded, not knowing why Mingsa talked about it.

"Gu Ting, can you please take Jiao Weiqin with you on this trip, that music idiot master is seriously ill, I don't know how much time there is, if possible, I want his relatives to take him to you, so that he can listen to you play a song with Jiaowei Qin before he dies, which can be regarded as a complete life." Minsa said.

Gu Ting listened to such a request, of course, he readily agreed, and he also felt the obsession with the music rhythm, and he was very willing to do such a warm thing for this year-old confidant who had never met and had the same obsession as himself.

After Gu Ting agreed, Minsa felt relieved for Master Yinzhi from the bottom of her heart, and sent Gu Ting away, the first thing she did was to use Qinghu to send a letter to Mu Ke'er, the granddaughter of Master Yin, informing her that the envoy of Yunling was going to Wusun Kingdom, and if she could, she could take Master Yinzhi to meet this envoy, he was the general of Yunling who also loved Jiaoweiqin. (To be continued.) )