In the past two years, he has been hidden in this underground prison by Yuwen Xuancang, nailed to the iron shelf, eating and drinking every day, and even offering supplements from time to time, but it is only for the sake of ......

Two execution guards walked up to him and examined his palms...... The palm is delicate and delicate, full of powder, not like a person who has been practicing martial arts all the year round, and the coarse flesh of the whole body is in stark contrast, and there is no trace of palm print on it......

This is all thanks to Yuwen Xuancang!

"Lord Wang, it has recovered intact."

Yuwen Xuancang nodded with satisfaction, and his slender fingers waved lightly......

Yuwen Xuanti's black eyes covered by messy hair immediately showed deep fear, whining and screaming, and struggling even more desperately.

However, everyone was expressionless, as if they were waiting to see a good show, only Yuwen Xuancang's expression showed a little vividness, but the bottom of his eyes was cruel and broken.

One of the jailers stood beside him with a tray, while the other picked up a blade as thin as a piece of paper and placed it on Yuwen Xuanti's wrist......

"Be careful, don't break the ......" Yuwen Xuancang's unhurried voice leisurely hit the four walls.

But it was enough to make the knife-wielding jailer feel terrified: "Yes! ”

The thin blade sinked lightly on the wrist, cool as ice, and the next moment, a line of red slipped from the blade.

The jailer's hand was as slender and beautiful as a woman's, and if he had ignored the pain that followed, he would have thought that it was just trying to tie a bow on his wrist, but the blade moved nimbly twice on his wrist, and the thin fingers pinched the upturned piece of flesh...... The thin blade shone with a strange color in the dim firelight, and in an instant it sank into the skin under his palm, revealing only the cool color it should have at the ends, and it slowly moved slowly in the direction of his fingers at both ends of his palm.

There was a thin layer of something floating and peeling off, so thin that you could almost see the faint light of the knife underneath it.

It's not a wonderful picture, it's a sharp pain in the heart.

He had to come once a month, and it was even more painful than Ling Chi.

He roared wildly, struggling, blood dripping, iron chains rattling, but only exchanged for a sneer from the snow-clothed man opposite.

The corners of Yuwen Xuancang's lips were slightly hooked, and he seemed to be full of interest, but his long eyes covered up the heavy cold depression.

A snow-colored robe crossed in front of him, and there were blood stains on it...... It's her hands, it's the blood on her hands!

On that day, she took Yuwen Xuanyi out of Wansong Mountain.

She was ragged, bloodied, with her hair disheveled, staggering, and delirious, and would only say "save him" when she saw him...... Save him ......"

She tried to grab his clothes, but she was overworked and trembling, and she couldn't hold on to it, but she was unyielding, as if he was her life-saving straw, and as long as she grabbed him, all nightmares would end......

After so long, as long as I close my eyes, that shocking scene is still floating in front of me.

The snow-white robe, the bright red handprints, little by little, layer by layer, all slashed at his heart like a knife.

Because the thorns on the vines penetrated deep into the palm of her hand, because she dragged such a heavy burden for a long time, the skin in her palm was all festering, and she had to peel off a layer of flesh.

He wasn't with her that day, and he didn't know how painful she was, he only heard that she didn't have palm prints......

The hand unconsciously clenched the teacup, listening to the teacup creaking in the palm.

Yuwen Xuanti, you hurt her, I want you to empathize until ...... Die......

"Lord ......"

The jailer held a tray and served it to two silky thin palms, intact except for a few beads of blood on the edges.

"Okay." He didn't even look at it, just stared at the roaring person opposite, and said lightly: "It's good to be born." ”

There were already jailers over there who began to skillfully bandage Yuwen Xuanti.

Yuwen Xuancang raised his eyebrows, and the jailer immediately trotted over to remove the blockage in Yuwen Xuanti's mouth.

"Yuwen Xuancang, you just kill me-" Yuwen Xuanti's roar shook the walls and buzzed.

"You don't sin to death...... Yuwen Xuancang seemed to smile.

"What the hell do you want?"

He framed Yuwen Xuancang and threw him into the prison, intending to die, and he also assassinated him, but if he wanted to take revenge, it would not be surprising to stab him with ten swords or simply kill him, but why did he just torture him, and only keep tearing the flesh of his palm?

"You don't need to know!"

This is Yuwen Xuancang, there must be a reason for doing things, but he never shows people, and he doesn't disdain to argue about everything, with a glorious appearance, as if he is a divine envoy sent by God, just to clean up the filth in the world.

He looked at the snow-clad man for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Is it for that woman?" Yuwen Xuanyi's woman? ”

Seeing that the snow-colored robe seemed to tremble, and his originally fair face turned even paler, almost blending with the robe, he couldn't help but feel very happy, and even his hands didn't feel so painful.

"Haha...... I can't imagine that the cold-faced and cold-hearted King Yu also has today! No wonder I was just a little trick back then, and she obediently went to prison to accompany you. I heard that you sang a play with her and proposed in public, but how did she marry someone else? Was it for your great cause, so you gave her to Yuwen Xuanyi? Want to get it back now? But does she still have you in her heart? Don't forget, Yuwen Xuanyi almost lost his life for her. You don't want to get her again for the rest of your life......"

"Shut up...... Yuwen Xuancang said softly, and his expression disappeared into the back of the light and shadow.

"Haha...... Are you afraid of me saying? You're scared too! Ha ha...... She will never know everything you have done for her, you can only watch her love and entanglement with others. Doesn't your heart hurt? Ha ha...... I'm so happy! Yuwen Xuancang, I can assert that even if you win the world, you don't want to get her! She will only hate you, hate you, hate not to kill you, hate not to live forever and never see you! You are destined to live in pain, and as long as you live, it is endless torture for yourself! ”

Yuwen Xuancang took a step forward, and the light and shadow were in his eyes, and the cold glow was great.

"Come on, come and kill me! Kill me, and you'll have one less person who knows your secrets, one less person who laughs at you, one less person who looks at you in pain and pleasure! Come, kill me! ”

The fist hidden in the sleeve creaked, but after a moment, the hem of the robe and the ends of the hair were still, and the whole person seemed to condense into a cold shadow in this gloom.

"It's so good to be born!"

After saying only this, Yuwen Xuancang turned around and walked out of the door.

Yuwen Xuanti was stunned for a long time, and immediately shook the iron chain and made a noise: "Yuwen Xuancang, you killed me!" Yuwen Xuancang, you coward! You don't dare to rob her, you don't dare to kill me, coward, coward......"

"Spare your life, let you see how I got the world, get her ......" is still a soft voice, but the tone is firm.

Yuwen Xuanti's agitation method failed, he was furious, and struggled desperately: "Yuwen Xuancang, you can't die well......"

His roar and the sound of chains slammed into the walls, closely following Yuwen Xuancang, who had already walked out of the door.

Yuwen Xuancang's face was pale, and his footsteps did not stop, and he only lost a sentence as if talking to himself: "It's a pity that you can't see ......"

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Night.

Month.

Yuwen Xuancang stood beside the Agarwood Pavilion and looked at the starry sky.

The night was very quiet, with the dead silence of winter, but it seemed to have a pair of eyes, hidden in the forest, peeking at him from behind, with gloomy eyes, bright and uncertain.

"How long are you going to hide here?"

Behind his hands, he didn't turn his head back, and his voice was faint.

After a while, the shadows of the trees swayed slightly, and the branches and leaves squirmed, revealing a dark figure.

With a slight back, dragging one leg, moving slowly, clutching his chest and coughing lightly from time to time, as if he was seriously injured, but he had a pair of eyes that shone with fine essence under the not bright moonlight.

"King Yu really has good ears!"

"Your Excellency, for a person who has lost his skills, there is no need for this king to waste a trace of ear strength."

Indeed, no matter how profound the skills of the person behind him who had been hidden in the Agarwood Pavilion for many days, now he has lost all his skills and is seriously injured, I am afraid that even a ten-year-old child will not be able to beat him, if he is not treated in time, it will not be long before he will die in Huangquan.

It's just such a person, why is he hiding in Yuwangfu?

The man stood silently for a while, and suddenly smiled, but he laughed at himself: "It turns out that I am really useless......

He has been hiding here for many days, Yuwen Xuancang will not be unaware, but he neither sends people to arrest him, nor does he defend it, and even now, he is standing behind him, but he has his back to himself and the door is wide open, which is a taboo in martial arts.

"How can Your Excellency be useless? Your Excellency dared to hide in the palace of King Yu, and today you deliberately let this king find out, I'm afraid there is something important, right? ”

"King Yu is refreshing, I like to trade with such people!"

"Deal?" Yuwen Xuancang's eyebrows sank, but the corners of his lips hooked up a hint of mockery: "What deal?" ”

"King Yu doesn't want to ask me why I am willing to see each other today even though I have been hiding here for many days?"

Yuwen Xuancang's use of language today has reached the limit, and there is no response at this moment, only looking at the brightest star on the edge of the moon, and his body is lonely in the cold night.

The man didn't seem to expect him to be curious, so he said to himself, "Because one person ......."

He paused deliberately: "Because of this person, King Yu ruthlessly disposed of his two brothers, and I, the ......"

Yuwen Xuancang turned around suddenly, his eyes were cold, and the bottom of his eyes shrank sharply: "It's you?!" ”

Duan Yang smiled slightly: "It's me." The suzerain of the Fengxian Sect, the imperial court...... King Yu wants to arrest me? ”

Seeing Yuwen Xuancang's expression was cold, and the corners of his lips were cold and stiff, he didn't feel that his smile was getting deeper, but he brought out two light coughs: "King Yu is really smart, knowing that I am hiding in King Yu's Mansion with such an identity, I must have important secrets." Is King Yu planning to use more cruel means to obtain this secret? ”

Yuwen Xuancang's eyebrows sank, and he turned around again.

"Isn't King Yu interested? But if I say that this secret has to do with the person you have in mind......"