It's just another person, even the loyal servants who have followed him for decades can be so ruthless, which really doesn't match his personal image.

The old man was dripping with cold sweat, the gold thread on his neck was embedded in the flesh, blood overflowed, and the cold sweat on his forehead slid down his face and slid down his neck.

Blood and tears blended, and salty beads of sweat passed through the wound, as if salt was being sprinkled on the wound, hot and painful.

Dead words, how many people can be iron-clad? Go to death without frowning?

The old man claimed to be a mortal, and when his life was hanging by a thread, he also felt frightened and frightened.

After much hesitation, he had already made a choice. After three prostrations, he lowered his eyes, covering the fear and panic in his eyes.

"If the son wants the old slave to die, the old slave doesn't dare to disobey, I just hope that the son can remember the old slave's loyalty, and let the girl go mercilessly. The old slave will never give up. ”

After three years of father-daughter relationship, he has regarded that ghostly girl as his own, his daughter is in trouble, how can a father not save him?

Even if there is little hope, he has to do his best to fight, and now that he has such a result, he has no regrets.

With his half-earth body, which is already dying, in exchange for the life of his beloved daughter, he should also smile at Jiuquan.

Righteous and awe-inspiring, he was ready to die, and when the man moved his fingers, he could go down to accompany his beloved wife.

Time passed, but the man never moved, and the wait was painful, especially when he knew that he would die in the next moment, and he was terrified and tormented.

Suddenly, the neck was cold, and the suffocation disappeared.

"Go back, I don't think I've heard that, and you don't have to mention it again." After saying this sentence like a gentle drizzle, the man withdrew the gold thread, carefully pulled it up, and put it back on his hand.

If you don't look closely, you'll mistake it for a non-lethal golden ring, and you can't associate it with a bloody weapon that kills people at the snap of your fingers.

Another silver-haired old man, who had been acting as an invisible man, pushed the wheelchair and walked away calmly in the direction he had come.

The black-clothed old man behind him knelt there in a daze, reached out and touched the bruises on his neck, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

Dejectedly, he stood up, walked in one direction with a breezy step, and gradually disappeared into the bright moonlight.

…………

At this time, the palace can be described as very lively, beautiful and beautiful, beautiful and beautiful...... In short, there is everything in the swallow thin ring fat.

In this kind of beautiful mansion, the femme fatales who should be incompatible with fire and water are keeping to themselves, each doing their own thing, guarding their own pure land in a proper manner, and it seems that there is no dispute with the world.

Shioyuki Garden.

The Tsing Yi guard pushed the door in, and walked straight to the man in Xuanyi who was playing chess alone, standing up straight and not disturbing the chessboard...... Well, the one who killed himself.

As if with eyes growing from his back, the man casually asked, "How are things going?" ”

After being stunned for a few seconds, he realized that the other party was asking about what he had explained earlier. There was another moment of silence, as if to consider the words.

"Master, it was originally very smooth, but ...... Something seems to have happened. And this accident seems to be really surprising.

"Pick up the point." The chess player seems to be impatient, but he still does not squint and concentrates on the game he plays.