Chapter 432: Showdown
"Really?"
Miaoli couldn't help nodding, "Seriously, seriously!" ”
The corners of Xiao Xian's lips hooked slightly, "Then you will be useless in the future." ”
"You say...... What the!? I—I'm your lady...... It's the person you miss day and night. ”
After the play has been played for a long time, the people inside can't tell the difference between the real and the fake.
Xiao Xian sat cross-legged on the couch, standing still like a distant mountain, his long eyes were as dark and deep as an endless abyss, and his white eyelashes were dyed with the coldness of the moonlight, "My lady has always been unruly, and she will never call me her husband, she always calls me by my name and surname." You, how could it be her? ”
There was a sudden silence all around.
Xiao Xian finally gave her a showdown.
Miaoli seemed to chuckle a little, and then laughed madly, her hoarse and tearing voice terrifying and harsh.
She finally understood, fake, all fake-
It turned out that he tried his best, but he was just used as a chess piece by this person from the morning.
"I've killed so many people, I've killed so many people, but I never wanted to hurt you! I will praise you sincerely, but you are so ruthless! She was suddenly stunned for a moment, and gasped, "I understand," she sneered, with a bit of sadness and crying, "It turns out that you have acted in such a big play with me, all for her...... I should have expected that! What am I inferior to her, and where am I inferior to her! Why don't you love me, why don't you love me! ”
She screamed like crazy, and immediately fell to the ground and vomited blood......
There was still a smile on his lips, and his voice was soft, like the petals of a flower rippling in the water. But even Mu Zisu, who was outside the picture, could feel his gloomy and powerful aura overwhelmingly.
"There is only one end for those who try to hurt her. You decide it yourself, or I'll do it. I don't like to stay alive. This is, no blame—"
As the wind howled, all the scenes in the picture gradually distorted, and then—suddenly shattered and fell apart.
In the Wuji Pavilion, the last wisp of Miaoli's divine consciousness was extinguished, as if an unwilling person exhaled his last breath.
Mu Zisu's face turned pale, and it was obvious that she was also stupid by Xiao Xian.
She took a few steps back in a daze, sat down on the circle chair, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Angler or fish, who is the winner? He is a pond, and people like to come and fish, and fish like to swim in it, and they are all happy, isn't it happy?
The people in his pond can't see the layout behind it, and the fish can't see where the fishing line will eventually lead, they can only see the gains and losses in front of them, so they can only look out, and what they can see is what he wants to show them.
This pond will become more and more muddy with his plan, and the people inside will be in chaos, and no one can escape, nor can they see the truth. Bu Songyue and they were really dazzled by him, and they couldn't tell the truth from the fake at all.
It's not scary. The scary thing is that the plan is calculated.
Clean and neat, leave no troubles, always in an invincible position, can advance or retreat, this is - no blame.
Hidden clumsy, loud voice.
- Master, it's really, it's terrible!
At this time, Hong Jiu looked at Miaoli's dissipated soul and snorted coldly: "How could I, Hong Jiu, teach such a vicious and stupid apprentice, I don't know how thick the sky is, and I am folded in the hands of such a hidden master, and he is wantonly played with between applause. ”