Chapter 170: Lost Soul
At the moment when Baili long-awaited and paused, I didn't know what I was thinking, but then I erased it, it was steady and ruthless! The mark vanished...... As if it had never been there.
Wen Ren was fiercely occupied by his smell, and he clearly felt a heat somewhere on his neck, as if something was gone.
Her eyes suddenly dilated, and she couldn't tell what she felt at that moment.
She didn't know anything at all, but at that moment she clearly felt that the connection between the two people was broken. It can't be repaired.
I don't know when it ended. I only remember that Baili left her lips at night and said coldly: "You are free." ”
At that moment, he restored the Seventh Highness that was high above, admired by thousands of people, and killed the god of war, perfectly. Looking at her expression is like looking at a stranger, without a trace of waves.
"Thank you, Your Highness the Seventh." She smiled and looked up, still looking like a hanger.
As if she was taken advantage of just now, she didn't care at all, but she was bitten by a dog, she tilted her head back, her hands behind her back, and she looked like a ruffian queen.
Until I saw the dark figure disappear at the end of the corridor.
Wen Ren Qianjue instantly felt that the strength of his whole body had been drained away, and he was as proud as he was, and they ended like this. Sit down slowly against the wall.
Outside, there was a black sedan chair parked, and the housekeeper personally stood on both sides, and when he saw Baili Su coming out at night, his eyes naturally looked behind him, but he didn't see the long and thin figure, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
Looking at the master's expression again, he knew that something bad might have happened inside, so he immediately opened the curtain of the sedan chair without saying a word, and sat in it for a long time.
The peerless face is as indifferent as the gods carved in Dunhuang, ruthlessly hidden behind the black sedan curtain.
"Go back to the Night Palace." His voice was also indifferent, which made the housekeeper feel cold, and he immediately got up in a sedan chair and followed him, wondering in his heart that something was wrong.
You must know the master's current physical condition, he shouldn't have left the night palace, but he couldn't get by because he threw her alone in the bathroom last night, and he came out to pick her up despite everyone's opposition.
Does this woman know what to do!
Lord ...... How many women beg for a glance but can't get it, but this woman is so arbitrary.
Inside the black sedan chair, Baili Suye's face became more and more pale, and he couldn't hold it anymore, his white hair was fully displayed, and his purple eyes were as bright as the Milky Way stars. He was just able to maintain his usual appearance, which was already very exhausting.
This body, as Bai Ling said, is already full of holes.
The housekeeper outside suddenly felt that the surroundings were getting colder, and the cold was eroding the black sedan chair little by little, and the housekeeper lowered his eyes, very unhappy.
As soon as his eyes fell, he saw that the black sedan had begun to freeze underneath!
The frost began to spread from under the sedan chair, eroding little by little, and turning into solid ice everywhere it went.
Master!
The butler's eyes changed instantly, and he said in a cold tone: "Hurry up and go back to the Night Palace, hurry!" ”
In the sedan chair, the peerless face became whiter and whiter, like paper, but there was an evil smile on his lips, he raised his hand and pressed it on his chest, and his fingertips exuded a cold air.
The rhythm of the heart, beating is very different.
After being tempered for thousands of years, he was grabbed and lingered with a feeling of suffocation. It makes people want to take their hearts out and see what is wrong.
The evil smile on his lips widened, and there was a little bit of banter in his wicked purple eyes, is this what it feels like to be hurt by love?
But...... So......
The hand was pressed on the chest, and the eyes of the people were lowered for a long time, and the fingers were tightened in the heart, and they were stubbornly resisted. It's as if with a little more effort, it's a little quieter there.
Ouyang Junnuo hadn't left yet, standing next to her silently with her. It's just that there are different emotions in the eyes of the fox who have always been cunning and black-bellied. He squatted down lightly, trying to reach out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but found that there were no tears there.
He was slightly surprised at how this woman felt about the night. Say you have feelings, right? When something like that happened just now, she didn't even cry.
Say no...... She doesn't look like she's okay now.
After all, I still stood up by myself. Wen Qianren's footsteps were slightly vague, and she picked up the ancient knife behind her back as if she had a little more security, and she walked outside.
Ouyang Junnuo followed up and helped: "Are you feeling unwell?" ”
She hoped that something was really wrong with her body at the moment.
Bleeding, pain. Or headache and brain fever.
Unfortunately, there was nothing, she couldn't even divert her attention, she just felt that her chest was very full.
"My heart is stuffed, I really want to stab me with a knife." She smiled, her awe-inspiring eyebrows bent into a good-looking appearance, half-truth.
Ouyang Junnuo was stunned, she had already walked downstairs, it was still quiet outside, Qinglou only did business at night, and during the day, especially in the morning, it was still when those girls were resting.
In the huge building, there are only two people left.
After the hustle and bustle, silence is the most silent, and after gaining, loss is the real loss.
Wen Ren Qianjue carried an ancient knife wrapped in black cloth behind his back, and his walking appearance had returned to his usual loneliness. Ouyang Junnuo calculated, at this moment, he should go back to see Baili Night's body
Circumstance.
Can...... The fox eyes behind the lenses were slightly distracted for a moment, but they still kept up with the pace of the people.
In the tavern, two jars of good wine are placed on the oil-stained table.
Wen Ren Qianjue patted open the mud seal, no need for a bowl, poured it directly, the shopkeeper said, this is the treasure of the store, decades of daughter red, she drinks really good, the taste is softer than other wines, and the aromatic taste is also very mellow. Slowly dissolves in the mouth, as if you have followed it through decades.
Ouyang Junnuo sat across from her, and he didn't know why he had followed her here. It's just that...... The slender fingers clenched and loosened, maybe a little bit of guilt.
After all, these two people were separated by what he said.
"I didn't think you were a drinker." Ouyang Junnuo raised his eyes, and there was a slow smile in his eyes.
"Got you down. I'm just a layman. Wen Ren shrugged her shoulders, she is like this, she hopes that life will be happy and dripping, and there will never be any shortcomings, but in the face of life, fate always stands on a high place and laughs at you coldly, and when you pounce, it will tear you apart!
She doesn't admit defeat, but occasionally gets tired.
Ouyang Junnuo stretched out his hand and pressed her hand: "If I drink these wines for you, you won't drink them anymore." How is it? He spoke slowly, in a light tone, and could not hear any ups and downs.
Wen Ren tilted his head, supported his cheeks, and glanced at the two jars of wine next to him.
The daughter of decades is red, not a joke. She had never seen the personable Ouyang Junnuo drunk. Lazily resting his cheeks, a smile appeared on his lips, but he didn't speak.
"Then I'll take your consent." Ouyang Junnuo took the jar of wine on the table, raised it with one hand steadily, and drank it.
The sound of the water entrance did not stop, and he did not stop.
The side face is handsome and flawless, and you can see that the rose-gold frame has become a line. He drank very elegantly, and not a drop came out.
Sonor! The jar was placed on the table.
"An altar." Ouyang Junnuo said lightly, his lips stained with wine.
Wen Ren raised his eyebrows and looked him up and down: "The amount of wine is good." Did you do what you promised me? ”
After drinking most of the jar of wine, his face did not change at all, this kind of wine is not even comparable to Pei Yuange, who has been soaked in red dust all day.
"Second altar." Ouyang Junnuo slapped open the mud seal of the second altar, his eyes did not move for a moment, and he only looked at the people. The voice that spoke was also faint: "I have already asked people to release the news, what His Royal Highness Seven said in the Lost Love Garden that day was to save you." The relationship between the two of you will soon be dissolved. He took the second jar and drank it......
Sonor! When the second jar was placed on the table, his face remained unchanged. The demeanor of the whole body remains the same. He is still the first son of the capital - Ouyang Junnuo.
"Qianjue, can you go?" Ouyang Junnuo pulled the corners of his mouth, and he was gentle.
Wen Ren Qianjue picked up the empty wine jar and sniffed it, the aromatic smell was still there, but there was not a drop of wine left in it. Rubbing his nose helplessly: "Pay for my wine." Very expensive. ”
Ouyang Junnuo: "...... ...... just now"
"You just said that, I didn't say anything." Wen Ren Qianjue wrinkled his nose, he was still very depressed, two jars of good wine, and now he was even deprived of the right to drink a little wine to kill his sorrows. She suddenly felt very aggrieved for no reason, her nose was sore, and her eyes were painful.
Even when her ribs were broken, she never cried. She didn't cry when all the people she trusted betrayed her. But at this time, she was suddenly very aggrieved, and she wanted to cry......
Ouyang Junnuo: ......
Is there a woman with thicker skin than her?
"Good. I pay. Ouyang Junnuo called the shopkeeper, the corners of his mouth pulled up a dark smile, and after a few words, the shopkeeper came over: "Girl, this shop will be yours in the future, come whenever you want to drink." ”
The corners of Wen Renqianjue's mouth twitched, and she smiled gently: "You mean, this store is mine?" ”
"Hmm." The shopkeeper glanced back at Ouyang Junnuo with a smile: "That son bought it for the girl." ”
Hearing that people get up and leave, it's great to be rich? If you have money, you can buy happiness? If you knew today, why should you tell her that the fruit was eaten by her. No...... Someday she'll know.
My heart was extremely complicated for a while, and when I was depressed, I heard someone around me discussing: "I heard that no, that young lady of the Bai family will be beheaded tomorrow morning!" ”
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Hey! Isn't it the corpse that appeared on Flower Street this morning? It is said that if you don't kill that demon, the remnants of the Bai family will continue to be in chaos! ”
His heart was suddenly like being struck by lightning, and he grabbed the man's collar by the hand, and his eyes were as cold as a blade: "What did you say?" ”
"I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything...... Who doesn't know about the Bai family's affairs, you, don't you know if you go and inquire? The man was scared.
"Forget it." Ouyang Junnuo's hand fell lightly on her shoulder: "I'll go and ask someone to inquire." She broke free and let go of the man, and she turned back, her voice so cold as if it had been fished out of the ice: "I'm going to rob the prison, tell me, where is she?" ”