Two hundred and eighty-one It's a pity that you're just... That's it

"Humph! Hypocritical and shameless eunuchs, clever villains, hum!

Come when you want, go when you want, leave... How can it be so easy? ”

Looking at Deng Hua's back, which was swaying but gradually speeding up and moving away, the corners of Diao Chan's mouth flashed with a hint of coldness, and his eyes became cold and deep.

At this time, the only feeling that filled her body was - cold!

It's really... It's so cold!

The delicate and beautiful, as if beautiful face was all indifferent, and her look of looking at Deng Hua's back was as if she was looking at an ant, and there was no trace of emotion in her eyes.

bái nèn ten fingers, pinched and buckled in the shape of orchid fingers, the void was written, and he reached out to turn the cover, revealing a small gap.

A moth squeezed into the crevice, flew towards the candle in front of the sable cicada, pounced on it, and then fell on several cases.

The soft white fingers lightly gouged the dead insects, and Diao Chan raised his head and flew the insect corpse out with one finger.

"Shadow!" Diao Chan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he suddenly spoke.

Wow~!

The next moment, at the door of the secret room, a rich black light suddenly flashed.

"Xiao Jie..."The black shadow bent his knees slightly, and suddenly knelt down and bowed down.

This person is covered in black air and has an extraordinary momentum, but he behaves obediently to Diao Chan.

From the outside, this person only has wisps of dark yellow aura coiling around his forehead, which is very strange at first glance, but if you look closely, you can't find anything.

"Xiao Jie, I've really hurt you...."The shadow lowered his head, revealing a deep sadness on his face, and a deep pain passed through the depths of his eyes.

"I want to kill that gelding dog for Xiao Jie!"

He is the secret weapon that belongs to Diao Chan, similar to the Shadow Slayer, a shadowy dead man.

He doesn't have his own name, only a code name, only, his unique identity code name --- Shadow!

The meaning of his existence is to kill, and to kill, to kill.

From beginning to end, in addition to Diao Chan's daily rest and his special entrustment, whenever he talked about business matters, he would secretly wait nearby.

The conversation between Diao Chan and Deng Hua just now, he had been listening to it in his ears, and he listened to it very carefully.

Ever since he was ordered by his benefactor, Shadow has been responsible for the responsibility of protecting Diao Chan, never abandoning him, and life and death go hand in hand.

In the past few years, only he, a die-hard die-hard soldier, knows most deeply how hard he has lived and how unhappy he is.

It was also at this moment that Ying recalled that in those countless years, Diao Chan frowned countless times.

I remembered that countless times, the beautiful woman cried secretly but gritted her teeth and forced herself not to speak.

He thought of the oppression caused to Diao Chan when the old eunuch and Diao Chan were talking and confronting each other.

Thinking of this, Shadow's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade.

This sharpness flashed by; But in front of his eyes, a few wisps of blooming fragrance flashed, and suddenly shivered, and fell leisurely, before it landed, it had withered.

It turned out that when Ying He secretly looked up and peeked at Diao Chan.

Diao Chan, who was sitting on the upper seat, seemed to have felt something, and was coldly swept over, the shadow of the cold light in his eyes seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, you know a lot!" Diao Chan's words had a hint of mockery or something.

"I don't dare." Ying hurriedly lowered his head and bowed respectfully.

"Hmph, get up!"

"No, thank you Xiao Jie!"

Shadow stood up respectfully, like a black god of death, standing quietly.

But up and down his body, he exuded a sense of oppression that made his scalp tingle, judging from the momentum he inadvertently exuded, his strength was obviously not weak!

"You... Really, do you want to ask for your life to kill the eunuch you just had? Diao Chan's eyes moved, and he asked as he paced.

"Yes!" Behind him, Shadow still bowed her head, following Diao Chan, but carefully keeping a few steps away.

"Oh," the sable chanted and fell silent.

"That..."Seeing that Diao Chan didn't reply, as Diao Chan's henchman, Ying could only bite the bullet and ask again: "Please Xiao Jie, how should you decide next?" ”

"Hehe..."Diao Chan looked at the respectful and loyal subordinates below and smiled.

In everyone's heart, there will be a secret or a few secrets, or a story, or a person, or a mysterious place.

There will be a small world where no one knows only themselves, and that is where the soul belongs!

Actually, Diao Chan is also very bitter.

If you can let go of all the pretense of appearance and be the real self again, without wisdom and calculation, she is just an ordinary little girl who also needs love and care!

A caring person, a strong arm.

It is what every woman in the world wants to have.

It's just that she is in a position, what these two ordinary women want most is the hardest for her to get.

Because, her identity, and environment, are destined for everything.

Even if, now, she has a different identity!

The complexity of the relationship and the entanglement of interests cannot be described in words.

Because, no one in this world can succeed casually.

The emperor needed to go through bloody and brutal competition to ascend to the throne.

Generals need to smell the rooster and practice martial arts diligently to succeed.

The champion also needs to study hard all night with his head hanging beam and cone thorn strand to usher in the glory of the title of the gold list...

These mainstream tides are still like this, not to mention talking about the "sky-turning" plan she planned and calculated?

"There are no eternal friends, there are no eternal enemies, there are only eternal interests" This sentence is vividly expressed in the conversation between Diao Chan and others.

"Shadow!" After a moment of silence, the cold voice continued, quite indispensable.

"So-and-so—" The shadow looked up, its face hidden in the shadows reflected for the first time in the flickering firelight.

His facial features are like carefully carved jade, delicate eyebrows that seem to be curved but not curved, and dark and deep eyes are like two deep pools with no bottom visible.

His face was like a piece of delicate and flawless jade, and his long black hair was pulled casually on his head, and the hair fluttered on the sides of his cheeks and behind his head.

With the breeze blowing, there is a kind of chic that is beyond the red dust, and there is a kind of loneliness in the world.

But none of these are in Diao Chan's eyes, and in her eyes, there are only sharp blades.

"Leave him behind, don't be angry!"

Shadow's eyes as deep as a black hole make people shudder.

However, for Diao Chan, there was indeed a rare flash of tenderness in Ying's eyes, and on the surface, he still lowered his eyebrows and said, "No!" Xiao Jie rest assured, I will do my best to do things properly. ”

Gently pulled out the bǐ shǒu from the boot shaft, flicked the index finger, the brilliance flashed, and a small flower bloomed in the darkness.

In the next moment, the black shadow had already dissipated from the secret room, and there was no trace....

...

"Alas, alas, you're just... 一柄, bǐ shǒu! ”

In the middle of the night, in the secret room, there was an echo, and he sighed slowly.