Chapter Ninety-Four: If the flowers are not removed, I would rather be self-sufficient
"Ha ......"
Ghost Face Gu Yu and Ye Qing Jue were petrified in an instant, this is the reversal of the situation, is it a little too fast, and the two of them looked at Luo Wusheng mechanically.
Luo Wusheng was embarrassed to look at him, shrugged his shoulders, and seemed to say with his eyes, "Just like you see." β
Ghost-faced Gu Yu and Ye Qing Jue were like a pair of twins, and their heads were slightly tilted, waiting for Luo Wusheng's next step.
Luo Wusheng squinted at the door, and then saw that the ghost-faced Gu Yu and Ye Qingjue still maintained their movements without any change, and she could only compromise weakly, "Okay, okay, okay...... Actually, it's because you move too slowly, and then I used my own method to accept an apprentice, anyway, I don't accept it for nothing. β
Ghost-faced Gu Yu and Ye Qingjue raised their eyebrows at the same time, it turned out that this girl could play, but they were still blindly worried that she hadn't contacted them for a day and a night, if something was wrong.
Seeing the ghost-faced Gu Yu and Ye Qingjue, Luo Wusheng rewarded them with several blank eyes mercilessly, "The movements are so slow, are you embarrassed to say that I am playful?" It is said that you have been looking for me for a day and a night......
Ghost-faced Gu Yu and Ye Qing Jue instantly changed their postures and walked outside the door.
Luo Wusheng saw that the people were about to disperse, so he hurriedly lifted his steps and followed.
Zhuo Yue saw that the three of them dispersed like this. gone, leaving him alone in the empty room, the resplendent room did not make him who had just experienced ups and downs have a trace of comfort in his heart, but felt extremely lonely, such a feeling, just like when he was young, a child that no one wanted, wandering in the streets and alleys where people came and went, so lively and bustling, so noisy and prosperous, but at that time he was just like him now, like a person living in another space with an enchantment with that world, no one asked where he came from, nor did he ask him where he came from, he was air to them, no, if it was air, they still needed him, he was abandonedγγγ In the barren wilderness, from the thick chimneys, slowly drifted into the sky, torn by the wind, destroyed by the rain, and melted by the scorching sun. However, at this time, Zhuo Yue still had a trace of happiness in his heart, fortunately, Ghost-faced Guyu and Ye Qingjue let him go, and did not blame him for capturing Luo Wusheng. It's just that the next night, in the gloomy and spotless dungeon of the night clearing, his happiness turned into a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, how could a person in a high position allow his majesty to be threatened, and he was still the most beloved woman by his side.
Say. β
Ye Qingjue's voice was simply cold, compared to Mu Ranshi before, it was a little more aggressive, not to mention Zhuo Yue, even Wei Yi, who often followed him, couldn't help but tremble, let alone kneel in front of Ye Qing Jue.
Even if he is afraid, but Zhuo Yue knows that even if he really tells that person, Ye Qing will not let him go easily, although he Zhuo Yue is a greedy person who is afraid of death, and even lives for half a lifetime is selfish, he only knows how to blindly take it from those women, and never thinks of really cherishing it, but he wants to be a tough man in the remaining years of his own time, even if he should do something for that girl at the end, who told them to sympathize with each other. Zhuo Yue lowered his head, he couldn't stop trembling his body, it was the depths of his soul that he succumbed to the shock emanating from Ye Qingjue's body, but the corners of his mouth were dyed with a touch of stubborn strength in the place that Ye Qing Jue couldn't see.
After learning that Zhuo Yue was taken away by Ye Qingjie, Hu Qimei seemed to have a sharp blade inserted in her heart, and the sharp blade slowly inserted into the depths of her heart little by little as time progressed, and the depths were like a hidden magnet, but there was more physical barriers, which made the blade go to it slower, and that feeling made Fox Qimei a little suffocated, and she decided to go to that person again.
"Why?" a voice like a thousand-year-old bell came from inside the dark door.
"I'm sorry. Hu Qimei knows that it is in vain to explain everything now, for that person, if he does something wrong, as long as he obediently admits his mistake, there will be a glimmer of hope for life.
"Then let's go back. The bell-like voice carried a hint of impatience, like a blackmailing monk who was obsessed with a peasant girl washing clothes by the river.
Hu Qimei didn't say anything, she still knelt in place and didn't move, her hesitant heart made her eyes have a little more determination.
"Huh?"
"If the flowers are not removed, I would rather be self-sufficient. Fox Qimei raised her head and looked inside the dark door, where the darkness was more frightening than the dark night without five fingers, and it also made people feel cold, but at some point in fate, you can't hide from what you should face. I saw that Hu Qimei slowly closed her eyes, and the dagger in her right hand emitted a cold white light, which made the entire dim hall instantly slaughtered. Before Hu Qimei could insert the dagger into the new room, an internal force clamped her right hand, and she opened her eyes in pain, looking inside the dark door.
"I see. β
The man just said a simple 'I know', which made Hu Qimei's heart slowly rise from the abyss in an instant, and he was finally about to make a move.
Fox Qimei held on to the ground and stood up tremblingly, a smile on the corner of her mouth froze in an instant, turning into painful convulsions, in the convulsions she smiled, this is the consequence of threatening that person, she knows, so she is willing to bear it. But so what, she still managed to survive, smiling as Hua Wuliu lost, she lost consciousness in the last shred of the joy and pain of self-victory.
That night, many people were sleepless, Ghost Face Gu Yu and Ye Qingjue looked at Luo Wusheng, who had entered the room early and was silent, and the two of them couldn't help but shake their heads, and only this aunt and grandmother could eat and sleep like a person who was okay after someone else tied her up, and it had no effect at all.
In fact, this time it wasn't that Luo Wusheng was heartless and couldn't pretend to be okay, but that when she came back from Zhuo Yue for some reason, she always felt like she was being monitored, but she couldn't notice who was monitoring her. Her body also began to feel very tired the next day, she had just fallen asleep, and after a few bites, she wanted to sleep again, and when she fell asleep, she always dreamed of some messy things, which made her fall into sadness. She didn't want Ghost Face Gu Yu and Ye Qingjue to worry, and tried her best to pretend that she wanted to eat meat to nourish her fat, and idlers should not disturb her. She is also trying to pull herself out of her grief, she didn't know it before, but now she knows that grief is a sharp blade for her, and once she sinks, it is equivalent to losing herself.