Chapter 139: Revenge (1)
In the Longjing Pavilion, leaning on the chair in front of the table in the wooden window, if you look at it from a distance, there is a woman in Tsing Yi, biting a bamboo pen and dazed.
In fact, through the system design interface to the three-dimensional map of Chang'an City to mark the strongholds of Manichaeism, if you roughly calculate, there are more than 50 strongholds in Chang'an alone, and I have to marvel at the development of Manichaeism.
According to the information given by Zhang Heng, the Great Sect Master, that is, Natuomanshan, is not a Han Chinese, but a hybrid of Uighurs and Tibetans, so the most obvious feature is that he has a circle of beard on his cheek and is good at using a double scimitar.
Combined with the last game mission, as it was that night, did you use a scimitar weapon?
At this time, it can be guessed that when you entered that mission, you had already come to the Tang Dynasty, and I don't know if you can understand it in this way, after all, the robbers defeated during the mission did use scimitars.
The window opened outward, and the swallow did not pay any attention to the person sitting at the table in a daze, flicking its scissor-like tail and stopping on the window, looking for a place to nest under the eaves of the window.
Not long after, Wu Yueya woke up from the system interface, and the swallow seemed to have chosen a good place under the eaves, so she flew away with her little wings.
The room was quiet, except for the sound of turning rice paper, and the bamboo pen gently rubbing the paper, it was an ordinary day.
She thought to herself, but the door rang three times in a hurry.
Knock knock.
Very hurried, listening to the voice, put down the bamboo pen, and turned around in confusion.
"Princess!"
It was Wan'er's voice, but there seemed to be another person outside the door, but he was really anxious.
Because of the thud, the door opened unnaturally,
Wan'er behaved quite recklessly, her eyes were red, and there were hot tears in the corners of her eyes, looking pitiful.
There was also a person behind her, wearing a white snow coat, with neat long hair spread over her shoulders, panting, as if she had gone through a sprint, she was Qin Muyu.
Wu Yueya was puzzled, turned around, and looked at their panicked faces carefully, in terms of beauty, I can't say who is more beautiful, I can only say that each has its own merits.
The two also became confidants because of the sound rhythm, and often stayed together, but none of this mattered, shook off their thoughts, threw out doubts, and asked.
"What's wrong?"
"Koharu, she..."
A disgusting premonition came to my heart, something happened, it's unlikely, because of the fire, the vigilance in the house has been strengthened a lot.
Having said that, Xiao Chun said that she went out to buy donkey meat and came back, and she ate Xiao Mi's cooking at noon.
The situation is not quite right, there is an accident outside, so who dares to touch the guards of the princess's mansion, and before he got up from the chair, he was pounced on by the sobbing Wan'er, and I could feel the turbulent waves on Wan'er's chest, but Xiaochun's situation made me more concerned.
"Koharu was attacked by Manichaeans, and when he was in the infirmary, he was no longer able to do it..."
It was not Wan'er who spoke, it was Qin Muyu, when she said this, she tilted her head, turned her face sideways, her expression was gloomy, and she could see sadness.
Wan'er's emotions completely collapsed, the arm around her neck became even harder, and the sobbing gradually became louder, and finally turned into endless crying, heartbreaking, quite sad.
Hearing this, Wu Yueya also sighed in her heart, and a cold feeling crossed her heart, and then she couldn't believe it, it was too sudden, completely defenseless, and after a burst of colic again, her spirit had completely fallen into a stupor, and she couldn't even hear Wan'er's cry.
I don't know how long it took, but I forgot to comfort Wan'er, and finally came to the lobby with doubt and uncertainty.
saw the picture that he didn't want to see, whether it was Chu'er, Yu Chaoen, or the guilty Sun Shenyi, Cen Shen, Gao Shi, Du Fu, these are all familiar faces, as well as the bad handsome Zhang Heng who gritted his teeth, and Qing Yu in a wheelchair, Liang Zixin who hugged his arms and leaned against the beams and frowned.
They all had grief on their faces, yes, mourning for the deceased.
There was also a princess mansion guard lying next to him, who was seriously injured to the point of panting, even if he sent a personal guard to protect it, it was useless, it was not the guard's fault.
Even if it's not anyone's fault.
I'm afraid she is the most unacceptable, since Shili Village, the feeling of rejection has been pouring into her heart, it is guilt and incompetence, as well as full of anger and hatred!
The most important point is that she used to escape from this reality, and now she finally has to face the most vulnerable part of her heart, which, like ordinary people, is also the most cowardly side of her human nature.
Do you think you can get away with it? The cruel reality will not pity anyone, let alone escape it, and there is no other way than to face it head-on.
Lifting the sackcloth and looking at it with the stinging pain in the corners of his eyes, his pale face was still round, his eyes were closed, and the blood stains on his collar had dried up.
This is a corpse, but this person is a close friend, touched the round face of the person, cold, without any temperature, the heart is empty at once, the burlap is covered, and the head is blank.
Completely unaware of what he was doing, he brushed the ground and pulled out the long sword that was on the shelf, and at the same time pulled out the black rose revolver that appeared on his waist at some point.
Revenge, murder, isn't it a matter of course?
"Princess, you go..."
"Princess, no..."
The voice was very messy, and there was a lot of noise in the hall, but no one could stop her pace, revenge had already occupied the heart, no matter what, absolutely unwilling, Manichaeism did not leave a single one.
She swore in her heart as she walked!
When he walked to the front of the mansion, he was blocked by Chu'er.
The ground flattened by the mud couldn't stop the germination of the tender grass, but Wu Yueya stepped on it indifferently and bypassed Chu'er.
"Little lady!"
The voice was anxious, but also with some self-blame and blame.
Stopped and stood beside Chu Er, the long sword emitted a cold cold light, a little aggressive.
"You're not alone!"
Chu Er turned around, looked at the little lady firmly, changed her previous informality, and said seriously.
At this time, there were questions and justifications at the door of the house.
"The two guards, tired of passing the news, this little respect is not enough to worry about, hehe..."
Just by listening to the voice, you can clearly imagine how the guy who bribed the guards had a twisted face, or reluctantly displayed an ugly flattering smile.
When I walked to the door, I saw a fat man and a guy with a strong body bowing his head and admitting his mistake.
Raise your foot and step out, one foot inside the door, one foot outside the door, it turns out that life and death are just one step away?
Suddenly laughed, I don't know who I'm laughing at, laughing at myself? Laughing at yourself indeed!
She calculated in her heart, and suddenly laughed madly again, in her previous life, she was good at calculation, and now she found that whether it is calculation or calculation, it is something that only people in the city government like to do.
Hearing the laughter, the fat man looked towards the door, recognized at a glance that this was the princess of the protectorate, and stepped forward to ask for sin, "Princess, I am a Manichaean merchant, and I have come here today to ask for sin..."
Soon, he found that a long sword with a cold light was on his neck, and Leng Feng faintly tendered his fat neck, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, which was really the same as the rumors! Read the latest chapter of "Steamed Tang Claw Book House" for free for the first time.