Chapter 17: Providence Makes People
Su Ting chuckled and shook her head, "He told me unless I cut off my meridians." He just wanted to scare me, but in that case, I was more determined than anyone else, and before he could stop it, I cut off the meridians of my body. The prince regretted saying such a thing, hugged me and said sorry for a long time, he promised that he would explain to fellow martial artists the next day and let me go. β
"Then how are you..."
"Providence makes people, I almost gave my life for Jiang Shuihan, but a few hours later, I received his flying pigeon handbook, only eight words 'the joy of the newlywed, congratulations tomorrow'."
"Uh..." Xiao Yin approached, wanting to pat her or hug her to comfort her, but she felt that Su Ting's expression was too indifferent at the moment, and she didn't know how to start.
"It doesn't matter." Su Ting smiled, "Even when I was lying in the arms of the prince and dying, I was still looking forward to being with him when I went back, but he only gave me these eight words." In a fit of rage, I entered the auditorium with the prince. I really saw him, and he really prepared a good gift. β
Su Ting paused, as if she was recalling the scene of the day, Xiao Yin waited for a long time but couldn't wait for the rest of that day, and she didn't ask. She can probably understand, such a deep and unrepentant dedication is always like her own one-man show is not seen, maybe she sees it, maybe she understands it, but she ignores it... It's better to be a fool all the time to make people less hopeless.
Finally, Su Ting spoke, her voice was as warm as before, as if she had never been silent.
"That is after that day, I knew that the Eighth Lord was the protector of the Demon Sect. Even though I was his wife, he never forced me anything. He's so nice to me. It's just..."
"It's just that he's not Brother Jiang." Xiao Yin couldn't help but sigh, Brother Jiang and this Sumei were really masochistic, and they cheapened the old fox Mofeng for nothing. But... Thinking that they hadn't lived together so far, she couldn't help but smile again, "Mo Feng, does he know about Brother Jiang?" β
"Maybe you know, you don't know. It's just that I never noticed it. β
Xiao Yin secretly sighed, such a smart woman in ice and snow, no wonder even Mo Fox planted her hands so willingly. Thinking of this mission, Xiao Yin was a little hesitant, do you really want to kill her.
"Then, you and Brother Jiang now?"
"It's just an old man."
Xiao Yin gently pulled Su Ting, she knew, despite the simple and relaxed appearance she said. But how can that kind of aiqing not be abrasive. Just look at her now, where is there still a little bit of the original hot-blooded rivers and lakes.
Su Ting smiled and pulled down her hand, "Silly girl, I'm not sad." After so many years, where is there still that leisure to toss around. β
"What's the matter, Sister Su, you're not old at all, why can't you toss."
Su Ting looked at her and smiled warmly, "What is my sister here for?" β
Xiao Yin was stunned, but she didn't know how to answer such a simple question. Kill her? But now she doesn't want to. After thinking about it, he smiled, "For the person I love." β
Su Ting looked at her with some surprise, and didn't ask much, just smiled: "I hope the person you love is really the person you should love." It's still not safe for a girl to be alone outside the house, even if your martial arts are not weak, but the Eight Kings Mansion is not a good place, be careful. β
Xiao Yin stuck out her tongue, she didn't dare to tell the woman in front of her that she was her biggest bargaining chip. Just thinking of the Lord... Xiao Yin's eyes darkened.
The hand rises, and the knife falls. Bright red blood splattered all over the ground, and the sword-wielding man looked coldly at Zuihou a living creature, like Sen Luo.
"Kill, kill Childe... You, you, you..."The man lying on the ground failed to finish Zuihou's words, and his life was harvested by Jiuche.
βweishenmeοΌοΌβ Jiang Xinyue, who secretly followed all the way, finally couldn't help but rush out to question.
Jiu Che's murderous eyes swept over Jiang Xinyue, and he called in a low voice, "Miss." β
"For, weishenme?" Jiang Xinyue's whole body was cold at Jiu Che's glance, but she still spoke again almost tremblingly.
"Whoever wants to touch her, die."
"She... Who is she? Jiang Xinyue took two steps back, and at such a close distance, she almost felt that the next moment the sword dripping with warm blood in Jiu Che's hand would cut through her throat.
Seeing this, Jiu Che closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he returned to his usual cold appearance, and he no longer saw the calm and cold, "Miss, it's time to go back." β
"She's Xiao Yin?" Jiang Xinyue suddenly thought of this woman, this woman who made her eldest brother and the man in front of her nervous repeatedly.
"It's time for us to go back, miss."
Jiu Che's cold tone stabbed Jiang Xinyue's heart hard, and she suddenly had a feeling that if she wasn't the eldest lady of the Phoenix Blood Palace, he wouldn't even look at herself. So there was a burst of grievances for no reason, his eyes were slightly red, and he ran away with a "hum".
Jiu Che followed without any reaction, and when he thought of Xiao Yin, he unconsciously softened his face, why don't you go and see Xiao Xiao.
The eyes are like autumn water gentle, the eyebrows are like willow tips, the head is bowed and soft, and the arms are delicate, and the strange wind slowly looks stupid. My heart moved, I just wanted to walk over but saw a wisp of purple smoke rise from the sky not far away, and I looked at the beauty in the pavilion nostalgically, and finally turned around and left.
Su Ting sighed, shook the cup in her hand, and lost the heart of drinking tea.
"My subordinates have seen the sect master."
"Get up." Bai Mei raised her hand slightly, "Xiao Yin is in your mansion?" β
"Exactly." The silver mask blocked the look on Mo Feng's face.
"Don't let her go for the time being, adjust the arrangements in your house, I will send someone over to support you in forming a seven-killing array, you are ready to stand by at any time."
"Subordinates obey." Mo Feng left with his hand, a gleam flashed in his eyes, little girl, if you die unexpectedly, it can't be regarded as my breach of contract.
As soon as Mo Feng returned to the mansion, he called the housekeeper and instructed, "Change the residence of the red-faced girl immediately, and the farther away from the princess, the better." "He must not let Xiaoting be affected in any way.
"Sure enough, it's already gone..."When Mo Feng arrived at the small pavilion, the beautiful woman was already gone, and she approached with some loss. Unexpectedly, I saw a freshly brewed cup of tea on the stone table.
"Xiaoting..."Mo Feng had a faint smile on his face, how can you let me not love you, how can I let you go.
He clapped his hands gently, and out of nowhere, a man in black jumped out, bowed his head and saluted: "Lord Wang." β
"Immediately go and investigate all the activity materials of the Demon Sect and the Pinyin Pavilion ten years ago, and hand them over to me within three days."
"Yes." The man in black who answered the call flashed and disappeared again.
Xiao Yin, whether you can live until I find out the results depends on your life, ten years ago... Xiaoting, I've been in love with you for more than ten years, she really looks like you ten years ago. After taking a sip of tea, Mo Feng actually wanted to sigh that he was old...
"Haha..."Mofeng daxiao," Sure enough, it is a talented person from the Jiangshan generation, but which little friend is coming to the cold house? β