Chapter 17 How to Tell the Truth from the False

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Her face was as white as ash, which surprised Liu Shiqi and He Qizheng on the side. They had just walked together in the east of the lake, and before they could burn a stick of incense, Liu Yixuan actually fell into the water with another man.

Liu Shiqi hurriedly supported her and asked with concern: "Third sister, what happened just now, why did you fall into the lake with another man?" Could it be that your feet are slipping? ā€

A wave of anger had flashed between He Qizheng's eyebrows, and before Liu Yixuan could answer, he interjected: "Yixuan, what is the identity of that man?" Could it be that he is a petty person? ā€

As he spoke, he reached out and wanted to support Liu Yixuan, but was gently pushed away by the girl.

The girl shook her head, her expression was dazed, she glanced back, and muttered, "Is Xiao Zixuan dead?" ā€

Liu Shiqi frowned and said, "Is it Xiao Zixuan?" What did he come to you for? ā€

The girl raised her jade hand, touched the silver hairpin inserted in the cloud bun, and still just asked in a daze, "Is Xiao Zixuan dead?" ā€

As he was talking, a guard came over with his fists clenched, and said respectfully, "Third Young Master, Master He, Third Miss." The person who fell into the lake with the third lady has been found out, it is Xiao Zixuan's son, and now his breath is gone, I am afraid of ......"

Liu Yixuan's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion: "Is he already dead......

The guard shuddered, and said respectfully: "Xiao Gongzi, I'm afraid I'm afraid I've already gone ......"

Liu Yixuan silently lowered her head and muttered two words in her mouth: "Yake." Then he raised his head and said softly: "Just now the soles of my feet slipped and accidentally fell into the lake, thanks to Xiao Gongzi'......s timely rescue, but I didn't expect that now heaven and man will be separated forever."

The guard swallowed and spat water, looked at the third lady cautiously, and still said: "But, but, after being found by his subordinates, there are two scars on Xiao Gongzi's back and palm, I don't know ...... these scars."

Liu Yixuan waved his hand: "It was the silver hairpin I was wearing on the top of my head, which fell in the water, so I stabbed Xiao Gongzi's ......."

She untied the green silk homeopathically, and her beautiful face was even more moving against the backdrop of her shoulder-length hair. She handed the silver hairpin in her hand to the guard: "This is the hairpin." ā€

The guard took it with both hands, and when he saw the blood stains on the tip of the silver hairpin, he was still a little suspicious in his heart, but he still agreed: "I just disturbed the third miss, and I hope the third miss will understand!" ā€

Liu Yixuan shook her head, she just stared at the calm lake, not knowing what she was thinking.

She vaguely remembered Xiao Zixuan's last "I'm sorry" to her, which was stuck in the girl's heart like a sharp knife.

Liu Yixuan hates Xiao Zixuan, and has never forgiven, not now, and not in the future. It's just that when Xiao Zixuan prevented himself from swinging the hairpin for self-determination, those firm eyes made the girl's heart tremble.

Is this great wicked man repentant? On the eve of his death, he realized his crime?

Liu Yixuan shook her head weakly, her hatred vanished with Xiao Zixuan's death. Because of this, she concealed the truth about Xiao Zixuan's violation of her, and settled in peace, I hope you can be a good person in the next life......

The maiden silently recited "Jaco", which her mother had taught her and was said to bless every soul that had just died, escorting them to the Flame Heaven......

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Is Xiao Zixuan dead? Of course he couldn't have died.

But perhaps from the moment he stretched out his hands to Liu Yixuan, he would be half-dead forever.

Several guards carried a board, on which lay Xiao Zixuan, who was already out of breath, and his body was covered with a white cloth.

Along the way, the onlookers were like blowing up a pot, and they had all kinds of arguments.

Some people clapped their hands and sighed that the sky had eyes, and finally sent this wicked man away.

There are also people who look sad, after all, the dead are great, and since they are dead, then all the sins of the past will also be gone.

But no one could have imagined that Xiao Zixuan at this time was not dead! Not only that, but his consciousness was clearer than at any other time in his life.

He clearly felt the sharp pain coming from his back, like scratching his heart and lungs, which made him miserable; But he also felt the pain of the soul, a hundred times stronger than the physical body!

He saw a young man with bundled hair holding a long knife in his left hand and a little girl in his right hand, an old man in front of him to clear the way for him, and behind him were floating corpses and rivers of blood.

He turned his head to see that the girl on his right had a familiar face, like a miniature version of the maid Wangzai, with bean-sized tears on her face, aggrieved but not losing her spirituality.

He just wanted to run forward to see the old man's appearance, but he felt that it was dark in front of him, and when he woke up again, the scene had changed.

A black-robed and golden-crowned young man stood on top of a hill with a bleak waning moon above his head.

He was tied up with more than a dozen old and weak women and children, all ragged and bruised. I saw that the young man waved his hand lightly, and the heads of all the people fell in response, and blood splattered three feet.

Xiao Zixuan, who was watching from the side, clenched his fists and wanted to roar angrily, he pulled out a long sword out of nowhere and stabbed straight at the young man.

The young man turned his head, and after Xiao Zixuan saw it clearly, he only felt that the blood in his body was going to stagnate.

He's-

"Xiao Zixuan".

A voice from the depths of his soul told him that the black-robed golden-crowned man in front of him was the real Xiao Zixuan! I saw him smile weirdly, and his lips as thin as cicada wings were as red as blood:

"Xiao Zixuan, I'm not dead yet, give me back my body, hurry, hurry!"

He began to roar wildly, the world in front of him could collapse at any time, and Xiao Zixuan in Tsing Yi collapsed to the ground in pain, his eyes were about to split:

"You're not dead at all! You asked me to insult Liu Yixuan, right? You made me do that, didn't you?

If you want to get your body back, kill me with all your might, don't torture me! ā€

Xiao Zixuan, who was clothed in black, smiled: "I'm sorry, none of the people who died under my hands were happy." ā€

Xiao Zixuan in Tsing Yi rushed forward angrily, wanting to kill the demon in front of him with a sword.

But he didn't expect that the black clothes waved his sleeves and robes, and he stepped into the air in a few steps, which was obviously an extremely clever light skill.

The black-clothed foot stepped on Xiao Zixuan's shoulder, and his big hand was claw-shaped, and he was about to pinch Xiao Zixuan's head.

……

At this moment, the scene in front of me changed again. When Xiao Zixuan opened his eyes, he saw the charming Wu Yuman.

Wu Yuman's full **** was tightly attached to his back, and he suddenly shuddered comfortably, who would have thought that this **** actually pulled out a short knife and stabbed it in his chest.

At this moment, the golden light on his chest was magnificent, and it turned out that the jade pendant he had been wearing all along. He only felt a sharp pain in his head, and he fell into a coma, and he fell unconscious......

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"Eh, eh, Lao Wang, you go slower, do you feel it?" One of the guards asked, horrified.

", what do you feel? It's fucking bad luck to carry a dead man back and forth today......"

The guard at the beginning shook his head, his lips already white with fright: "Just now, just now, the corpse of the Xiao Demon Man, it, it moved!" ā€

"What?! Fart! Don't be suspicious, it's not dark yet! ā€

At this moment, there was a sudden violent tremor from Banyu, and the four guards glanced at each other, and then began to wail hoarsely: "Mom, the corpse is cheating! ā€

"Mom, it's back to your soul!"

They threw down the board they were carrying, and fled with a crawl.

A moment later, a delicate figure suddenly came out of the grass, her eyes were red from crying, but Meiyu was very happy.

I saw this girl happily jump in front of Banyu, lift the white cloth, and then said with a smile: "Childe, I know that good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years." ā€

She clapped her little hands and sighed: "Today, you dare to tease the third lady, the slave family really can't think of it!" What else are you talking about amnesia, I think this is nothing more than a trick you made up to tease me, and I still have amnesia, I really think I can lose my memory casually......"

She dragged Xiao Zixuan out of the stretcher, then carried it on her tender little shoulders, and walked away with difficulty. The immature and clumsy steps left one deep and shallow footprint after another on the grass......

Wang Tsai walked for nearly half an hour before moving his master back to the hut. The maids I saw along the way were afraid to avoid them, so how could they dare to come forward to help? Fortunately, Wang Zai was originally a willful and stubborn character, even if others helped her, she didn't necessarily agree, so she gritted her teeth and persevered all the way.

She pushed open the door, put Xiao Zixuanping on the bed, opened her clothes and examined the wound on his back, only to find that the wound was two inches deep, and she almost saw the white shoulder blades.

The girl's tears flowed out at once, and she cried and said: "Childe, the slave family is wrong, the slave family will no longer watch the excitement, don't take risks in the future......"

Fortunately, Liu Yixuan is a weak woman after all, even if she tries her best, she will leave Xiao Zixuan with a little skin injury at most, plus Xiao Zixuan's body is already very strong, and she can get better in ten days and half a month at most.

The girl wiped the dirt and blood from her master's body, felt exhausted, and fell asleep lying on the head of the bed, her head only a few inches away from the child, which made her extremely reassured......

Maybe this is really just a farce, instigated by Wang Tsai, fueled by Xiao Zixuan's inferior roots, and then met a strong person like Liu Yixuan, so it can evolve into such a strange result.

But don't forget, the black-clothed Xiao Zixuan has never died, and he still has to compete with the young physicist for the same handsome body......

(Note: This book can only be regarded as the real opening chapter at this point.) Some of the author's thoughts may only be really understood by everyone.

Fantasy is definitely not the subject of this book, this book is history, an alternate history.

From the very beginning, including the title of the book, it is actually clear that the protagonist of this book will not be a good person, but he may not be a clear concept of bad person either.

A lot of things have to be written slowly, slowly revealed. The real drama has just begun.

I try to make everything reasonable, and within my own framework, there is nothing "over-the-top" about this book.

Maybe this book will also be different from most of the web novels you see, of course, it's hard to say how far I can write.

In short, this book will not have the plot where the protagonist stares at each other, the anger of the king explodes and then the power, money, and beauties rush over, and when you walk into this book, you have to be prepared:

If you don't see the end, you must not guess the ending.

I hope I don't hit the streets. )