Chapter Twenty-Eight: Unshakable

Perhaps it was the sadness and persistence in Wen Yukou's eyes that touched Xiahou Shenxiao, and his hand stroked the short sword hidden in his sleeve, cold, tough, cold and hard, the short-term coldness cooled his heart, and gradually rose a little pity: "If I kill you here, I can blame these dead guards and retreat cleanly." Even so, do you still want to go up to the tower? ”

"Yes." Wen Yukou replied without hesitation: "No matter how many times you ask, my decision will not waver." ”

"For what?" Xiahou Shenxiao's hand was removed from the short sword, and for the first time, instead of kicking the stone that stood in front of him, he lowered his head and carefully observed the stubborn stone, trying to find a reason why she was so sure.

"Why does the third prince care so much about me? Without me, there will be other people going up to the tower, is it possible that the third prince will kill all the people who come up? I guess your most urgent thing is how to deal with these corpses, and not to pester me, otherwise it would be too much of a fuss. Wen Yukou's eyes were like the never-ending night, clear and cold, three points impatient, seven points indifferent.

Xiahou Shenxiao couldn't help but smile when he saw her change the topic so easily, and at the same time felt that he was indeed making a big fuss. No matter how much scheming and scheming Wen Yukou has, she is just an ungrown girl, how can she fight against herself. Even if she secretly kept a secret and confessed herself, no one would necessarily believe her.

"There's nothing in the ninth-story tower, if you insist on going, take advantage of me to change my mind." Xiahou Shenxiao looked at the golden step on her head, ordinary girls can't stand it if they wear it for two hours at most, but she has maintained the most perfect angle, and it has been more than five hours. It was such a heavy thing, and she still kept her neck up, standing straight, and there was no look of disgust at all for the pain. Not only that, but her tenacious and cold heart and unstoppable temperament can be seen from many places......

It's a bit ...... Much like yourself......

The moment she heard him loosen her mouth, her red robe was as gorgeous as clouds, her black hair was clear, the moon was bright, and her lips as beautiful and delicate as flower petals flashed with a shallow smile: "Thank you." ”

Before she had time to say anything, she hurriedly lifted the corner of her skirt and walked towards it in a panic, her figure stretched by the lamp on the wall of the tower. As soon as she disappeared, a ghostly shadow appeared beside Xiahou Shenxiao, wrapped in a black feather coat, with a human skin mask on her face, and her mouth did not move, but she made an indifferent and ruthless voice: "Master, do you want me to kill her?" ”

"Don't worry, she's a cold-hearted person, she will do anything to save her life, if she does it at this time, it's hard to guarantee that she won't cheat us. Interestingly, ruthless people tend to be the strictest and never reveal their emotions easily. I had already told her that there was nothing in the ninth-story tower, but she insisted on going up for the sake of unfinished business...... Black Eagle, you send someone to check on this eldest lady of the Wen family, no matter how big or small, I have to know everything. ”

"Yes!" The man called Black Eagle immediately withdrew incognito and took the order.

Xiahou Shenxiao walked to the corpses on the corridor of the tower, took out a bottle of corpse water, and poured it on it, and soon, those corpses, along with their clothes and armor, all turned into puddles of pus, and there was no trace.

He snorted coldly, all of them were guards guarding the eighth floor of the tower, and one of them accidentally overheard his conversation with Black Hawk, and in order to make sure nothing went wrong, Black Hawk didn't let any of them go. Xiahou Shenxiao's eyes sank slightly, watching the crowds gathering under the tower, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the banquet was becoming more and more lively.

Wen Yulan received the hint from the personal maid Dongzhu, and quietly walked to a place that others couldn't see, Dongzhu said something to her ear. Wen Yulan's eyes flashed with a strange light: "Dongzhu, she went up to the tower alone, is this true?" ”

"It's true, even Hua Yue was driven down by her, I can't be wrong."

"Very good, Wen Yukou, you hurt my mother and steal my limelight, I have to make you pay a terrible price!" Wen Yulan's eyes were faintly filled with a somewhat vicious smile, intertwined with heat and coldness.