From the moment Ouyang Luoxun made up his mind to marry Xuanqing, he wanted to protect her well, let her be by his side, he would give her happiness, and he wanted to use his own strength to heal all her wounds.

Now, little by little, he is realizing his original idea, to make Xuanqing adapt to the feeling of standing behind him and being protected by himself.

No matter what happens in the future, he will do everything he can to protect her.

Ouyang Luoxun knew too well how dangerous his future was. Originally, he was alone and didn't have any worries, but now, with her and his Qing'er, he has more worries in his heart. No matter how dangerous the road ahead, he will always stand in front of her and block all dangers for her.

He has lived for so long, and there has never been a woman who can give him this feeling, making him miss each other all the time, making him unable to control his feelings and feelings for her.

He thought, this is the so-called fate, he and her, after all, have a fate.

Xuanqing walked into his life, and since then his world is no longer just black and white as before, she has made his life have color, have a different feeling, and he no longer feels that this long life is boring.

Since the first time he saw Xuanqing, Ouyang Luoxun had a throbbing feeling of his soul, as if this person had already merged with himself, had long been integrated into his own blood and bones, and was a part of his life, which made it difficult for him to let go.

In order to get her, he was even willing to design at any cost to take her away from that person.

The woman in his arms is his woman, his wife, his Qing'er, and no one can take her away from him.

This kind of strong possessiveness has become more and more intense recently, which makes Ouyang Luoxun feel strange, but he can't control it, and he just wants to stay with Xuanqing, and no one can let them be separated.

Since he can remember, Ouyang Luoxun has never been so obsessed with anything, so unable to let go, and so eager to possess. He has always been indifferent to the face of a qiē, and his attitude towards a qiē is dispensable, and there has never been a person who can give him the same feeling as Xuanqing gives him, which makes him palpitate, makes him nervous, and makes him deeply attracted.

I can't put it down, and I don't want to put it down.

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The assassination of the Emperor of Shang still needs to be considered in the long run, after all, the person to be killed this time is the king of a country, which is different from all the people assassinated by Xuanqing in the past. In the past, the people she killed were all court ministers, and it was relatively easy to succeed. But no matter how poor this emperor is, no matter how mediocre he is, he is the monarch of a country, and it is not easy to kill him.

The palace is heavily guarded, and there are even more masters inside, and it is really difficult to kill the dog emperor quietly under their noses. Even if Xuanqing is the number one killer in the world, it is difficult not to be discovered.

This is also the reason why she has not done anything to the Emperor of Shang.

But now, she has arrived at the Imperial City of Shangguo, the enemy is here, hatred is like a seed, it has taken root in Xuanqing's heart for the past ten years, and it is growing rapidly like fertilizing at this moment, so that the fire of hatred is burning in her heart, and she can't wait to rush into the palace and take the head of the dog emperor with a sword.

It's been ten years, it's been ten years, and Xuanqing hasn't forgotten the tragic situation of Jì back then, and the cruel scenes are lingering in her mind at this moment, repeatedly. The enemy is right in front of him, but he can't act rashly, this feeling is really a kind of torture and torment for Xuanqing.

At this moment, Xuanqing's heart is almost full of hatred.

After eating supper, Xuanqing, Ouyang Luoxun, Qingqian, Yingxiye, and Yin Moli sat in Xuanqing's room with Ouyang Luoxun, carefully planning the details of the assassination.

Qing Qian looked at Xuanqing's calm face, gently held her hand, and smiled slightly comfortingly: "Qing'er, you don't have to worry, you will be fine with me." Leave the matter of revenge to me, and I will take the man's life tomorrow night. ”

Before Xuanqing could speak, Ouyang Luoxun interrupted coldly: "No need." Qingqian, although I don't understand why you are so concerned about Qing'er's affairs, I hope you can remember your identity, you are the little palace master of the East China Sea, and it is inconvenient for you to meddle in the grievances of the mortal world, and you don't have to violate the rules of heaven for the sake of my wife. ”

Qing Qian just smiled indifferently when he heard this, and retorted in a more firm tone: "Ouyang Luoxun, if I can't avenge Qing'er, then you can't." I don't need to tell you who you are, you know it yourself. Besides, Qing'er's matter, I can't sit idly by, even if it violates the rules of heaven? The Celestial Clan is now unable to protect itself, and how can I have time to care if I have violated any heavenly rules. What's more, for the sake of Qing'er, I am willing. ”

Ouyang Luoxun squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the resolute Qingqian, and didn't say anything. He always felt that Qing Qian's maintenance of Xuanqing was not so simple.

Xuanqing didn't care about the identity of Ouyang Luoxun mentioned in Qingqian's mouth, she just thought that she was saying that Ouyang Luoxun was the prince of Yin, and the emperor who came to assassinate Shang was discovered and made a big fuss.

She held Qing Qian's hand and refused word by word: "Xiao Qianqian, this is my family feud, I don't want anyone to help me." I'm going to do it myself, and I don't want you to break the rules for me, you know? ”

Qing Qian was slightly stunned, and nodded a little stunned. Since when has her Qing'er been able to take charge on her own? And he still sees her as the innocent girl who didn't know the world in the past......

"But, Qingqian, I think you need to explain to us why you take such good care of Luo Xun's wife? It seems that this is different from your usual style. ”

Looking at Qingqian at night, he finally couldn't help but ask. He always felt that Qing Qian's sudden arrival and such attention to a person who had nothing to do with her was too weird and too much to say.

Who among them in the Divine Realm doesn't know that Qing Qian, the little palace master of the East China Sea, has never been a meddler, nor is he a goddess who will go to the road to see injustices and draw a sword to help.

As soon as these words came out on the dark night, the eyes of everyone present were all glances at Qing Qian, who was still sitting upright, and his face did not change, and even his dazzling eyes couldn't help but look at Qing Qian.

In fact, Xuanqing has always been very confused about this issue. Putting aside everything else, let's just say that Qingqian is good to her, she sees it in her eyes, but her heart does not resist, as if everything is taken for granted.

It's as if it should have been like this, and it's so natural.

This feeling makes Xuanqing feel a little uncomfortable, after all, there is no such good thing in this world, who doesn't owe anyone, how can a person be so good to others as a matter of course.

She also knew in her own heart that Qingqian, as a goddess, was indeed a little unreasonable to be so kind to herself, but she never asked.

Now what she asked on the night was Xuanqing's doubts, and she also wanted to hear Qingqian's answer.

Qing Qian decisively ignored everyone's gazes focused on him, and looked at Xuanqing, who was looking at himself. She saw the faint doubt in Xuanqing's eyes, couldn't help but smile slightly, shrugged her shoulders, and replied as if she didn't have anything: "There is no need for a reason, who I want to be good to, it's my business, if I have to say it, it's probably fate." Qing'er ...... It's like an old friend of mine, so I unconsciously want to be nice to her. ”

Hearing that he looked like Xuanqing of an old man in Qingqian, he couldn't help frowning slightly, why did one or two say that they looked like their old people?

Xuanqing was really depressed, she thought to herself that her appearance was not popular......

How could that man and Qingqian think that she looked like their old acquaintances? I'm really puzzled!

Xuanqing couldn't help but think, aren't they all old acquaintances of Ye Hui'er? Think she looks like Ye Hui'er? However, if it was that man, he would have said it in the past, and Qing Qian had obviously met Ye Hui'er with her last time, and the answer was obviously not.

"The old man you said you said, but the little princess Fengxi on Phoenix Mountain?" The night was not going to be perfunctory by Qing Qian, and looked at Qing Qian with a smile, with undisguised affirmation in his eyes. He was almost certain that in this world, except for the goddess named Feng Xi, there was no one who could make Qing Qian so attentive.

If it is an old man, that person must be Fengxi.

However, as far as he knew, the little princess Feng Xi on Phoenix Mountain, admittedly, was not a goddess with broken sleeves. Moreover, he vaguely knew something about Fengxi that was not widely known in the divine realm......

Thinking of this, the eyes of the dark night looked at Ouyang Luoxun with a little depth, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

It's just that he can't say about it. Moreover, he felt that it was impossible for Qing Qian not to know about this matter.

Qing Qian looked at the eyes of the dark night, and when she heard the name "Fengxi", she was instantly gloomy and dim, but it was only for a moment, and she hid it well. Her eyes looked at the night unabashedly, nodded, and said calmly: "Yes, Qing'er is very similar to Xi'er, very similar." ”

For Qingqian's calmness, the night was obviously a little surprised, and he looked at Xuanqing with deep eyes, and didn't say anything, as if he was thinking about something.

Fengxi, Fengxi......

Xuanqing couldn't help but silently recite this name in her heart, and she was suddenly very curious, what kind of person is this legendary little princess on Phoenix Mountain?

The moment Xuanqing heard this name, what instantly appeared in his mind was the name that Ouyang Luoxun muttered in his mouth when he was confused twice, "Xi'er".