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"Although Ye Xiaolou has a strange temperament, he has always been reliable in charge of the mirror to the building. Madame's tone was gentle, and her voice was calming. No one would doubt such a voice, it was the warmth that filled the sky.

Ye Qing would not doubt that he believed that Madame was wholeheartedly going upstairs for the mirror, just like he believed that no matter how weird Ye Xiaolou was, he would not do anything to be sorry for Madame or sorry for Jingxiang.

Perhaps, he can be sorry for the people of the whole world.

That's where he suffers.

It's also a past that Yeqing doesn't want to think about.

Nowadays, it is becoming more and more a future that Yeqing does not want to imagine.

"Yeqing, do you know that I didn't want the landlord to take you back to the mirror to the building?" Madame's tone became slower and slower, Yeqing lowered her head, and the starlight shone on the deep pool of the Arctic Pavilion like a dream.

He knew that his wife was suffering in this pool of turquoise water that he could not imagine.

Suffering.

Clench your teeth. The wounds on his body have long recovered under An Zhuyan's treatment, but the wounds in his heart have become deeper and deeper at some point.

Every time he approached the Arctic Pavilion, the wound made him feel pain as if it were the sun in the clouds.

Madame did not let him kill a good person, and neither did the landlord.

Since Jing opened the door to the building to do business, Yeqing asked herself that she had never killed an innocent person by mistake.

"Those people are damned. Yeqing thought to herself.

A killer who is only ruthless with his knife is fast enough.

Only by being carefree can his sword not hurt himself before killing his opponent.

What's more, the world is so big, there are many masters, and no one knows when they will die under another knife.

Ye Qing quietly glanced at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling has changed a lot in the past few months, and everyone in the mirror building has changed a lot.

Of course, it can also be said that the entire Qi country has also changed a lot.

Suishan Red Rain, Imperial Court.

The whole country is panicked.

A few days ago, the hummingbird returning from the north brought a sad news to the mirror building.

"What do you think about Qingxia Mountain, ma'am?"

Originally, today, he needed to ask his wife about Qingxia Mountain.

Although he is the deputy owner, Ye Xiaolou is not in Qixia Mountain, and Yeqing always feels that he is not competent.

always felt that just protecting the curtain and not exposing the location of the mirror play building between heaven and earth was already something that made him think hard.

I don't know why, but in the last twelve hours, the curtains at the thirty-six junctions have always had all sorts of strange problems.

Yesterday, it was a mountain deer that did not belong to Qixia Mountain rashly, and came to the mirror to the building in a trance.

Fortunately, it was seen by An Zhuyan first.

If An Zhuyan was gambling heartily with himself at the gambling table, I am afraid that yesterday was the death date of this mountain deer.

This kind of thing would never have happened in the previous ten years.

Yesterday, a swarm of ants gathered around the pond like a tide.

These ants are not as lucky as Yamaga.

Yeling's temperament is not as good as An Zhuyan, she is very steady, accurate, and fast.

Ants may have nowhere to forage outside the mountain, and finally slipped into Qixia Mountain, but it is still in vain, and the snow disappears endlessly.

happily lined up, and knew nothing before the ghost gate closed.

If Yeqing sees these ants, twists a spell and conjures up a small pile of food, she should let the ants eat, and then quietly open a small gap in the curtain and let them go.

Ye Qing, although he has killed countless people, he will never easily raise a knife for those lives that can be spared, those creatures that are harmless to the world.

A killer with a bodhisattva's heart, I really don't know if it's the luck of the opponent or his own misfortune.

"Yeqing, do you know why I don't want to take you two in?"

Ye Qing shook her head, and Ye Ling didn't know how to answer.

"Do you know what the meaning of the existence of the mirror is to the building?"

The two looked at each other, but remained silent.

"That's why I said, there is only one Ye Xiaolou in the world, no matter how hard you work, whether it is Yeqing or Yeling, even if it is a nightingale, it is difficult to have half of Ye Xiaolou. ”

Although these words are not good, Ye Ling is also convinced.

What Mrs. Today said is that no one can compare with Ye Xiaolou.

Whether it is a nightingale or a night blue, even if it is the two talented and extraordinary-looking princes today, it is impossible to compare with Ye Xiaolou.

The four worlds are vast, the heaven and the earth are so big, even if you go up to Kunlun Mountain and down to the abyss, it is impossible for anyone to compare to Ye Xiaolou.

Madame said this, although she was belittling herself, but the corners of Ye Ling's mouth showed a girl's shy smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

Nightshade winked. Ye Ling naturally understood what he was asking.

"The landlord is naturally the best person in the world, no essay Tao Wu strategy, and his personal cultivation is one of the best in the world. Being able to work for the landlord and his wife is Ye Ling's blessing, and it is Ye Ling's three lives fortunate to be able to grow up in the mirror to the building. No matter what Madame wants Yeling to do, no matter what Madame asks Yeling to do, there are times when a stupid bird can be useful, even if when that time comes, it will cost me my life, and it will be at the expense of Yeling.

My life belongs to Qixia Mountain, just like the grass and trees in Qixia Mountain, it does not belong to me, but to Mrs. and Jingxianglou. ”

Ye Ling rarely speaks like this, and the flattery is endless, this is not Ye Ling at all.

Yeqing sighed softly, when did it become like this. It seems that there have been too many changes these days. It's impossible to go back to the simple old days.

Perhaps, between heaven and earth, between the court and the field, there has never been a time when it is truly simple.

Only that person, the eyes of the young man in apricot clothes, are clear, and as the years have changed, those eyes are as clear as the sea.

No, it's clearer than the sea and the stars.

It is said that a person's eyes represent a person's soul.

Ye Xiaolou's soul may also be so clear.

A person, who travels to three cities overnight in order to kill people, will do whatever it takes to kill people, and even turns killing people into a gorgeous drama between heaven and earth, which is better looking and more exciting than the play on stage.

How can such a person have a clean soul, how can he have such bright and clear eyes.

Or the statement is wrong, and the poet uses it to deceive the poet.

Or maybe he was wrong, and that that night, everything he saw in front of the curtain was not real.

What is the truth? Or is his feelings for Ye Xiaolou confusing his reason.

Isn't that what he knew?

He saw it with his own eyes, and saw the people in the yellow flower cage suffocating to death.

There is no pain in death, but it is unbearable to look at it.

Pedestrians on the street went crazy, trampling on each other and biting each other like demons.

How could a normal person do such a thing. How can a man do something that a beast would do?

The flesh was blurry and dripping with blood.

And Ye Xiaolou, the man in an apricot robe, was gentle, looking at these people, standing in the blood, warm as the earth.

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