"Come on."

A nobleman in white walked to the carriage outside the crowd, and a slender jade hand poked out from behind the curtain. His voice is like water, his skin is like jade, and a woman like a fairy dew pearl is alive and fragrant in his heart.

"It's rude."

Wei Buqi looked at the Rou Yi who was bullying the frost and snow in front of him, and held it in his hand without hesitation, and he was pulled into the car by her.

"Sit down."

Wei Ergongzi raised his eyes and looked, and a young Chinese girl with a peach and a plum came into view.

She has long dark blue hair like Qing Lingling, a sharp face, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that are as charming as the autumn moon and look forward to being amorous. It wasn't the first time he had made eye contact with her, but every time he was amazed by her beautiful eyes.

The beauty is dressed in a faint lake-green long skirt, with a long but unripe figure supporting the clothes, outlining a graceful and smooth curve.

"Tread—"

Wei Buqi glanced at her and then sat down on the side, smiling without saying a word, ignoring her so-called "big things". At this moment the carriage began to run and galloped.

"Wei Buqi ......"

Lin Zhuoyue took Lin Qingyan's hand and stared at the distant carriage until it disappeared at the end of the street. For some reason, she had a sense of foreboding.

The sun was so hot that no one noticed that the man who was lying in a pool of blood snapped his fingers.

The sound of horses' hooves faded away.

"What do you want to say to me?"

Wei Buqi spoke in the floating carriage of dark incense.

The blue-haired girl in front of him had a serious face, and she was worried about something.

When she smiles, she is charming, which will put on a graceful and polite demeanor, but it has a unique charm.

"What I want to say is ......"

Ling Lengrui said bluntly, she opened her mouth and suddenly stopped, and looked at him with a raised eyebrows.

His face was unwavering, which made her realize what had happened.

This man has a heart like a mirror. "You just mentioned my sister-in-law."

Wei Buqi saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, and took the initiative to help her recall the previous events.

"She's fine."

The Demon Cult Demon Maiden said seriously.

"Why did you trick me into getting into the car in her name?"

She blinked a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes and spat out her tongue at him.

"You flirt with Yue'er, I've tasted it."

Ling Lengrui retracted her solemn face, and turned her eyes back into the girl Oiran who was good at being coquettish and pretty.

"Miss Ling'er......" Wei Buqi sighed lightly, "Lady Lin regards you as a dear friend. ”

Her expression froze, obviously not expecting him to say such a thing, and her smile withered and bloomed.

"Don't you know that there are things that sisters can't share with each other?"

He looked at her as pitiful as a young girl.

"You have a bad fate, I thought she was your only confidant."

Ling Lengrui's smile became reluctant, but she still said playfully as if nothing had happened.

"You weigh more in my heart than she does."

They looked at each other, and she didn't like the warmth in his eyes, which made her unable to read whether the sparkle in his eyes was pity or mockery for her.

"How can you bear to hurt her?"

Wei Buqi spoke softly as if facing a lost lamb.

"You ......"

Ling Lengrui's eyes shrank, the already difficult smile marks on her face finally disappeared, and her cyan hair fell with the movement of her head down, hiding her peach blossom jade face in the shadows.

He looked at her, his eyes still gentle, without the slightest hint of malice.

In the middle of the night, a heart-pounding sound sounded.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from the inspector."

She whispered without looking up.

"When did you find out?"

Wei Buqi smiled and didn't answer, he had never been deceived, so why should he find out.

Trust is a dangerous thing, it often goes hand in hand with betrayal, so he doesn't trust anyone.

For a woman like Ling Lengrui, who stood between the Immortal Sect and the Demon Sect, he doubted everything about her, including her existence.

"I got it......"

She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, and said dreamily.

"When you and I first met, you deduced that I and Lin Zhuoyue were best friends, and you started to test me from then on, right?"

Miss Ling'er muttered to herself.

"You really noticed my abnormality when Zhanmei Pavilion came, when the news of the Lin family's accident came, you were going to see Lin Zhuoyue, I proposed to go with you, you deliberately rejected me, and I easily promised you to stay with your sister-in-law......"

"How can I, as her friend, be so calm when she is in distress? But I can't turn hypocrisy into sincerity~"

"She, perhaps, is also a snake with me."

Wei Buqi said in a soft tone.

"If she treats you sincerely, you want to make her sad too?"

"No......" her slender body shuddered, but her tone remained calm, "she won't be sad." ”

Ling Lengrui suddenly raised her head, a bright smile appeared on her jade face, and the curvature of the corners of her lips looked inexplicably sad.

"Do you say that people still have a heart when they die?"

He looked at her, and he saw a familiar color in her eyes, which she had seen when she had devoured her siblings in her mother's womb, as if she had destroyed her beloved things with her own hands, and she could get distorted pleasure in pain, which was a crazy desire for self-destruction.

"She's going to die?"

Wei Buqi's eyes froze.

"You don't want her dead?"

She narrowed her seductive peach blossom eyes with great interest, and her smile became brighter and brighter as if the trapped beast in the gladiatorial arena had found an opportunity to counterattack.

"I know, you guessed it, right? Today's matter is my handiwork, I will ask you and Lin Zhuoyue to meet at Zhanmei Pavilion, let the Jinyi Gang rob Miss Lin Er, invite you into the urn, and in the end, they will all die on the streets of Dongcheng. ”

……

Not from time to time.

The sky is clear.

An old street in the east of the city of Lai An Province has become quiet.

"Let's go home."

Lin Zhuoyue hugged Lin Qingyan.

After Wei Buqi left, she ordered the Jinyi Gang to be arrested together.

However, in half an hour, the remnants of the defeated army who had lost their backbone surrendered after symbolic resistance, and the Lin family soldiers were bloodless.

"Miss." A Lin Mansion guest walked in front of her, "I've seen it, the gang leader and deputy gang leader of the Jinyi Gang were injured and killed, how should this be handled?" ”

Lin Zhuoyue was stunned, with her understanding of Wei Buqi, Zhong Guo, the leader of the Jinyi Gang, could not die, it could only be that he kept his hand.

"Call someone to heal him......"

She paused for a moment and said, turning her head to look at the silent deputy leader of the Jinyi Gang on the ground, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, she heard about the previous incident, for this person who wanted to poison Qingyan, she only hated that she couldn't kill it herself.

"Huh?"

Lin Zhuoyue suddenly held her breath and stared, and then her eyes showed horror, she saw that the Confucian who should have died opened his eyes, his bloody mouth was wide open, his face was hideous, and his seven orifices continued to gush out of the dark and inky demonic mist, which flooded the long street in an instant!

"Demon Cult ......"