It may be that Yu Xuan's smile is too bright, and Wen Xien's eyebrows and eyes are becoming more and more gentle.

She hung the sachet on her belt, "This sachet is beautiful." ”

No one noticed that in the corner of the courtyard, a black shadow was cast on the ground, which was pulled for a long time, and it did not move for a moment.

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Silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and crickets chirped everywhere. The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a soft net that envelops all the scenery.

Yu Xuan was drowsy, she extinguished all the candles in the courtyard, and went back to sleep with a lantern in her hand.

Yu Xuan has walked this road thousands of times, but for some reason, today she feels that it is dark and terrible, and the wind blows a little biting on her face, but Lanzhou is like spring all year round, and there are few cold winds.

Rubbing her goosebumps, Yu Xuan sped up her arms.

Suddenly, the sharp sword momentum with a strong wind swept the sideburns hanging in front of Xuan's forehead, like a black whirlwind with murderous intent, and the blue light on the tip of the sword was condensed in his eyes, quenched into cold and hard cold iron.

Yu Xuan's heart was suffocated, her hand shook, and the lantern in her hand fell to the ground, and Yu Xuan was so frightened that she couldn't make a sound at this moment.

In the moonlight, the girl's face was pale and her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she had a pitiful appearance, quite a bit of posture.

is this face, with such an expression, dangling in front of Jingchen every day, using such a disgusting expression to make Jingchen's heart soft and please Jingchen.

He warned her, but she was disobedient, and she would pay the price if she didn't obey.

How dare this mortal!

Who gave her courage in the end!

…… Ke Changqing smiled coldly at Yu Xuan.

Then she will not be spared.

Ke Changqing was depressed in his chest, he just thought that the monk was becoming more and more cold to him, but he smiled at Yu Xuan, and now when he saw Yu Xuan, his brain rushed to his heart, like a sharp claw tearing his chest sharp and dull pain.

His eyelashes were black and crows drooping with a flash of red light in his eyes, and he bared his teeth like a beast, and with a movement of his fingertips, he saw a cold light.

Yu Xuan never expected that it was this innocent-looking teenager who attacked him, although she guessed that Ke Changqing was a little disgusted and disgusted with her, but she really didn't expect Ke Changqing to kill her, she didn't even know how she provoked this young man so disgusted that he wanted to kill her.

I didn't expect Ke Changqing to be so skilled, and he was decisive and ruthless.

She caught a glimpse of the cold light in Ke Changqing's hand, like a torrential rain on a cliff, a cold cliff that forced people into a mirror of death.

Yu Xuan was already reacting quickly, but Ke Changqing's reaction was even faster, even if she barely dodged the tip of the sword that stabbed straight into her eyebrows, she was still cut through the flesh of her cheek by the thin blade

Yu Xuan touched the stinging part of her cheek in shock, and a narrow and visible wound on the flesh was oozing blood, and the blood beads flowed down Yu Xuan's cheeks to her chin, gathering into a round blood bead.

Ke Changqing watched as the blood bead fell to the ground with a click, almost invisibly smashing into a smaller blood bead, and his gaze went down and up, sliding coldly to Yu Xuan's cheek.

Yu Xuan gave birth to an illusion for no reason, like being licked by a poisonous snake Xinzi, as if what was sticky on her face was the disgusting mucus of the poisonous snake's mouth.

The corners of Ke Changqing's mouth raised a slightly upward arc - it's good, it's good, it's good, he can't wait to scratch this face.

But a rouge vulgar fan, such a face is not the best in the world at all, and it is not as good as him, how can he make Jingchen smile at her, and coax Jingchen to accept the sachet.

However, even if the phase is broken...... Ke Changqing's fingertips were tense and open, and the bone joints were so strong that they protruded.

…… It's just an ugly way to die.

Today, he will never let Yu Xuan walk out alive.

The green tendons on the back of Ke Changqing's hand burst out, and even his arm was beating hideously, that is, when he was about to screw Yu Xuan's throat with a sharp force, he was held by a small soft palm.

Ke Changqing stiffened almost instantly, and it was difficult to move at all.

It was Wen Xien's hand.

At this moment, Yu Xuan suddenly broke out, grabbed the hairpin in her hand and stabbed at Ke Changqing.

This was easy for Ke Changqing to dodge.

Yu Xuan seemed to know that Wen Xien was coming now, she staggered behind Wen Xien's back, and grabbed the corners of Wen Xien's clothes tightly with both hands.

"Master, help me, he, he wants to kill me!"

Yu Xuan was obviously frightened, and she couldn't finish a sentence.

Ke Changqing's face was indescribably ugly, and he trembled his lips and said hoarsely: "You protect her?" ”

Wen Xien lowered his head, so that people could not see her face clearly, neither spoke nor made a movement in response.

Ke Changqing's voice suddenly rose up, so sharp that it almost pierced people's ear holes, "But she was going to kill me just now!" ”

"You're going to protect her!"

"Are you facing her?"

In the end, Ke Changqing's voice was already gritted his teeth.

If Ke Wen Sheen was facing Yu Xuan, he would have revealed his original form today, and he would have killed this person alive in front of Wen Xien.

When Yu Xuan heard Ke Changqing's such brazen words, the intense anger made her forget her fear in an instant.

"It's obvious that you want to kill me indiscriminately first, but you seem to be the victim anyway."

"Don't you deserve to die? Who told you to dare to blaspheme the pure dust, the meaning of the sachet, the pure dust does not know, do you not know? Shouldn't a shameless woman be killed? Wen Xien was stabbed by Ke Changqing's sharp and poignant voice, and finally raised his head, looked at Ke Changqing, and shook his head.

"Changqing, this is not your business."

After speaking, Wen Xien tilted his head and said lightly to Yu Xuan, who was hiding behind her, "Miss Yu, you will only ruin your reputation by doing this." ”

Yu Xuan said excitedly, "But I don't care, master, I never dared to think about anything, it was just a piece of my mind." ”

The pale and beautiful monk with a side face just pursed his lips, the monk's voice was very good, but now Yu Xuan's ears were cold and almost impersonal.

Jingchen said, "But the poor monk cares." ”

Hearing this, Yu Xuan almost couldn't stand still, looking at Wen Xien in disbelief, even if she heard the monk's merciless refusal with her own ears, she still refused to believe that such indifferent and ruthless words came out of the mouth of the eyebrow-eyed and charitable Jingchen.

Ke Changqing's mood finally stabilized, and he relaxed his tight hands inch by inch, but he didn't intend to let go of too much, he held Wen Xien's wrist instead, and called in Wen Xien's familiar sticky and soft tone: "Clean dust." ”

"Then you give her back the sachet, don't want her, you can't clean the dust."

(End of chapter)