Palace.

A cold black shadow quietly appeared in the main hall, Bai Yuan stood in His Highness and opened his mouth respectfully, listening carefully, there was a faint tremor in this voice: "Emperor, someone has entered the old mansion of Qin Mansion." ”

"Smack!"

With a click, Emperor Yan Heng, who was reviewing the folds on the dragon chair, actually broke the sheep's hair in his hand, and the man's slightly drooping eyebrows, against the backdrop of the candlelight, looked cold and abnormal, and the cold corners of his eyes and eyebrows seemed to reflect the cold light.

Yan Heng slowly leaned back in the chair, his cold face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, even if it was roasted under the fire, it was difficult to melt: "Jiang Cheng's family was hunted down and killed yesterday, and there was no one left behind the door. ”

Bai Yuan followed the emperor's eyes and looked over, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his breathing was suffocated for a moment.

"Master Jiang was stripped of his face, his head was pulled after death, his hands and feet were knotted, and his internal organs were hollowed out, and he was in pain to death." Bai Yuan recounted Lord Jiang's death little by little, and his face turned white: "Yes...... It was a puppet punishment created by the emperor back then! ”

"She's back for revenge!"

Bai Yuan subconsciously spit out this sentence, and at that moment, the emperor's eyes were like wolves, and he shot out unexpectedly, and directly overturned Bai Yuan, hit the jade pillar in the hall, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The subordinates lost their words."

Makoto Momohara knelt down in fear.

Yan Heng stood on the throne, high up, his hands were suddenly raised, his sleeves were swishing, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of annoyance, and his originally magnetic voice sounded like a hellish demon voice at this moment: "The Qin family was destroyed three years ago, she had already been skinned and cramped, how could she come back?!" ”

"Check, check for me!"

The man spoke violently, and Momohara bowed down and retreated silently.

The fire and candles in the hall crackled, and the emperor's narrow phoenix eyes were dimly lit, and the bottom of his eyes was boundless darkness, and he squinted his eyes and muttered dangerously, as if in pain, as if he was stunned: "Ah Jiu, are you back?" ”

After Bai Yuan left the palace, he went all the way to the direction of the old mansion of the Qin Mansion, and suddenly saw a black figure passing by, his eyes were cold, and he chased after him with light skills.

But I don't know if the other party is physically exhausted, or if his martial arts are not as good as Baiyuan, after running along Chang'an Avenue for a distance, the speed of running slowed down significantly, Baiyuan followed closely behind, and grabbed it with a grapple: "You can't run away!" ”

Baiyuan's palm was like an eagle's claw, clutching Yunyi's shoulder, in such a quiet night, the sound of bones being crushed was particularly clear, and he couldn't help frowning: "It's actually a woman!" ”

"There was once a woman who fought for Yan Heng on her own, and she made great achievements, why, now Lord Baiyuan also looks down on women?"

An elegant and seductive laughter broke through the air, with a touch of laziness in his heart, Baiyuan only felt that a strong wind swept in front of him, and he subconsciously wanted to resist.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, and a black figure flashed in front of him, which made his heart tremble and frightened, and he suddenly withdrew his hand, just a little bit, his arm would be broken by the woman.

Qin Changhuan pulled Yunyi back, the black gauze on her body was torn in the wind, her hair was flying, and her veil was hanging down, she couldn't see her face clearly, and she could only vaguely see the blood-red tears in the corners of her eyes.

Baiyuan's heart suddenly trembled violently.

I instantly remembered the woman in my mind, and the tears in the corners of my eyes were flying and domineering, and I was full of spirit.

"Why does Lord Momohara have to stare at me like this, it's been three years, but you don't remember what I look like?" Qin Changhuan laughed coquettishly, black eyeliner spread out from the corners of her eyes, she smiled lazily, but the laughter sounded more and more gloomy and cold.

And the tear mole in the corner of the eye is as if it is dyed with anger, gloomy.

Bai Yuan's face changed suddenly, and he stubbornly pressed against Qin Changhuan's face, gritting his teeth and asking, "Who are you?" ”

"It's been three years, and everyone has selectively forgotten the original blood, but forgetting, does it mean that it hasn't happened?"

Qin Changhuan muttered in disappointment, a pair of rippling peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyes were full of charm, as wild as back then: "Baiyuan, I'm back, I'm coming to you to ask for the blood debt three years ago!" ”

Under the peerless face, that smile is enchanting that overflows from the bones, so glamorous.

Under the elegant face, that smile is overflowing from the bones, so there is nothing in the eyes.

Under the cold face, that smile was an eerie killing that overflowed from the bones, and it was so murderous.

Seeing Baiyuan, he was slightly stunned and felt familiar.