He withdrew his gaze from Hou Qing and looked forward coldly. He saw between the dark mountain wall and the shadow of the wall, in the hollow position of the climbing foot, there were people lying on the rocks and geckos, dormant and motionless like reptiles and poisonous things. If it weren't for his eyesight,

It's so good that it's hard to tell that it's a human figure lying on its back with a hunched back.

In the middle of the gap between the two branches, there is a cold figure standing out of thin air. If you look closely, you will see that there is a net woven with countless mysterious silks interspersed through the cracks in the cold wall. He then steps on it.

Looking this way from afar on the Internet.

The person who comes is not good, and the attitude of the approaching storm can be seen just by the posture of the other party.

After the dark clouds in the mountain stream dispersed, the moon was round and big, and the shadows of the trees on the undulating hillside were dancing, as if the fragments of moonlight were blown up by the wind. Only a young man with a face that made people unable to take their eyes away, his hair like a black crow, was seen.

Silk cascades down to his waist, and his deer-like eyes are inherently innocent. Regardless of the current spooky environment and atmosphere, he has a clean and childish beauty, somewhere between a boy and a young man.

"Exotic?"

Although his fair skin is different from the dark colors of the Beidi people, his regional-style attire is different from that of the Central Plains people. He does not have a crown, and his head is tied high with a long red ribbon, and two

The slender ribbons hang down from his hair to his chest, giving him a youthful and heroic look. His smooth facial contours and tapered jaw also give him an enchanting androgynous beauty.

The one-color robe is not like the current style of toga, but has just the right amount of elasticity. The open shoulders have flying eaves, which is less rough than the Hufu.

It is more elegant and romantic, and is more suitable for young people to move and be still, making him as elegant, flowing and clean as a young master.

"Baima Zi." He said faintly with his pinkish rhombus lips, his head tilted to the side, and his clear eyes were unable to absorb the light.

This man, who looks both boyish and unpredictable at the same time, gives people a sense of creepy danger after being stunned.

Chu Cangyue thought about this name.

It’s strange, but it seems like I’ve heard it somewhere before.

The person opposite raised his eyes, like a fallen leaf falling in the wind. The wind rose and then calmed down. The calm and turbulent eyes sharply reduced the age-related weakness on his face, giving him a domineering aura that only an emperor can have: "

The name of Gu is taboo."

solitary?

Combined with the young man's clothing, temperament, and conversation, the image of a person overlaps with it.

——King Nanzhao.

"It's you."

Chu Cangyue remembered.

There was a copy of his information placed on his desk.

The young king's raven-black eyes never blinked: "You were lucky enough to survive the death scene, but you won't be so lucky again and again."

Chu Cangyue laughed when she heard this, but his smile was different from others. It had a cold texture like moonlight soaked in frost, and the evil spirit condensed into a strong murderous intention in his stretched eyebrows.

"People of the Zhou Dynasty... I haven't settled the previous accounts with you yet." He leaned forward slightly, spoke in a low voice, but his eyes strangled Bai Mazi's body: "I came just in time."

His decadence and senselessness had disappeared without a trace the moment he learned that Chen Baiqi was still alive. If Chen Baiqi still existed in this world, Chu Cangyue would live on at all costs. He was unwilling to go to a world without her.

Therefore, he did not let things go unchecked intentionally or unintentionally, but after a thorough investigation later, he was not completely ignorant of the inside story.

He turned his gaze again and looked above where Hou Qing was sitting leisurely watching a play, just setting up a table and drinking tea: "What happened at the place of death must have been your handiwork."

Hou Qing curled his lips and smiled, without commenting, and just said: "Gu is just a spectator, and the grievances between you can't be related to Gu."

"resentment?"

Chu Cangyue didn't think there was any grudge or grudge in this, but the bustle in the world was all for benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world was all for benefit.

Hou Qing glanced at Baima Zilong, and kindly explained to Chu Cangyue: "By the way, how did you survive... Oh, you may not know that Chen Rui once suffered from dementia for a period of time. At that time, she

Her name is Baima Zirui, and she is the sister of Nanzhao King Baima Zirui."

Chu Cangyue did not know these things, but this did not affect him.

As soon as "Chen Rui" was mentioned, Baima Zixi's mood suddenly became bad. He didn't like these long-winded opening remarks, so he raised his arm directly, and the humanoid monster in the dark background that had been silent began to move.

Kaka——

The harsh sound of the joints rubbing together accumulated like fine sand blown by the wind, like a sinister old crow flapping its wings in the forest. It became a weird sound that made one's teeth ache.

Chu Cangyue calmly sensed her surroundings, her eyes flicked to Baima Zixiu, her eyes had become different.

"Yeah?"

He responded lightly, not taking it seriously, or maybe he didn't take it to heart.

Even if he and Baima Zilong had a grudge because of Chen Baiqi, so what?

"One wants to kill you, and the other wants to save you. If she were to come, who would you choose?" Hou Qing was originally quite happy watching the tiger fight from the other side, but unfortunately when she mentioned the cruel one, it seemed that her mood changed.

Not as good as he expected.

A former lord who once risked her life to protect her, and an ex-brother who she relied on wholeheartedly after dementia and got along with her day and night. The relationship between the two of them was so close to her that it made people feel bad to mention it.

It's just right. Let's start fighting each other. It's best if no one survives.

Bai Mazi stood there motionless, but many shadows gradually gathered behind him, forming an uneasy pressure.

"Lord——" Xun Zhai summoned his troops to prepare for the formation.

Chu Cangyue stretched out her arms: "You don't have to interfere."

There is still a malevolent Houqing above, and he doesn't believe a word that he has nothing to do with the Zhou Dynasty and King Nanzhao. He must leave a back-up, just in case.

Xun Zhai and others obviously knew what he meant and nodded solemnly.

Chu Cangyue reached out to her waist and took out a sword. This time, instead of the heavy sword Panlong, he chose the Bingxin Qiushui sword. This sword has a thin and soft body and is as dexterous and flexible as a snake. It is more suitable to be carried close to the body when traveling.

I never thought there would be such a battle, but now that we have encountered it, there is no reason to retreat and avoid it.

Baima Zixi saw that Chu Cangyue was dressed in a moon-white plain robe and had a handsome face. She was as arrogant and untouchable as the snow in the Tianshan Mountains. This man was born well. Although he should not be young, he had a face that showed his actual age.

Face.

No wonder he was able to trick "Chen Rui" into treating him differently.

"Why did you come to her wedding?" Bai Mazi asked.

His voice sounded empty and emotionless in the cool night.

Chu Cangyue didn't intend to answer him.

"Is she beautiful today?"

He took a step forward, his clothes turned up in the air, and the thin threads wrapped around his body. Under the moonlight, it was like a ray of light, and he was like a practicing demon spirit coming into the world.

At this time, Chu Cangyue finally spoke: "Baima Zixi, since you are so curious, why don't you go to the ceremony to see what's going on, but stay here?"

He lowered his eyes, looked a little weird, and pondered, repeating to himself: "For what?"

He seemed to have figured it out, and then smiled at Chu Cangyue. At first glance, his face looked innocent and pure, not a world of smoke and dust, but full of stars. But when he looked deeper, his white teeth suddenly seemed to be full of stars.

A bloodthirsty arc.

He sighed: "I just want to make her regret it."

"Kill me?" Chu Cangyue had no expression when she heard this, but she sneered in her throat without knowing why.

Baima Zixi rarely spoke to him for a few more words. He said in a calm tone: "I know her. She seems to have an important goal to achieve, so she will never waste any money on an unimportant person.

Time, but she is willing to accompany you all the way to save your life. She cares about you, so much that she can postpone even the important things she needs to do, putting you first."

When Chu Cangyue heard from his mouth that Chen Baiqi cared about him, she had mixed emotions. She felt that this was something that made people feel shaken and ridiculous at the same time.

A dense pain suddenly appeared at the tip of my heart, but a trace of sweetness overflowed from the gap.

"But if she wants to save you, she will kill you."

But Chu Cangyue was somewhat immersed in the past interactions with Chen Baiqi, and she found the sweetness in the embarrassing look back. The ice in his eyes seemed to have broken, and a gently swaying halo slowly appeared.

"Are you happy?" Bai Ma Zixi knew very well that if you want to make someone crazy, you must first make them crazy, and he would perfectly use it to boost the opponent first and then suppress it: "But your specialness seems to have come to an end. She

She got married today, and she will belong to another person forever and ever in her life. From now on, everything about her will have nothing to do with you."

He turned his head to look at him and asked harshly: "Are you still happy?"

Chu Cangyue had long since learned to keep her emotions and anger invisible, but when the tender spot she cared about most was pricked, she still had trouble controlling the ups and downs of her heart.

The red mole on his forehead was like a fallen plum blossom, redder than red. His ice-like face was slightly pale, and he sneered: "Gu is not important, so why do you think that killing Gu will make her regret it?"

explain?"

"It doesn't matter." Baima Zixiu lightly raised his eyelids and took a few steps forward: "I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go."

He didn't come to Japan today, but he wanted to come just to take a look at her.

But in the end, he did not go to see her.

They no longer have a relationship.

Even, they are enemies.

He was destined to be a tool used by the Nanzhao Kingdom for revenge. He had been locked under the water. No one talked to him, and no one taught him what feelings were. He thought he would never have the chance to experience it in his life.

What is the love and hate of normal people? He does not need these emotions.

But what he didn't understand, she had quietly taught him before he even noticed it.

And this was the beginning of his disaster.

Looking back to this day, she always makes him feel uncomfortable. She seems to have left him with more pain than pleasure.

"Baima Zixi, what you really want her to regret is that she gave up on you and chose the Wu Clan." Chu Cangyue stared at him with a look that saw through.

Bai Mazi's expression suddenly went blank. For a moment, he stretched out his hand to cover his red eyes.

"It's so annoying."

In an instant, Baima Zi burst into rage. The puppets surged up like clouds at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. A large black shadow shrouded the head like a dark cloud. When Chu Cangyue raised her head, she saw murderous aura rushing like a spring.

If it flowed down, ordinary people would be blinded in an instant and strangled into minced meat. However, he gathered his energy around his body and aimed at the weak point of his attack. His sword energy took the lead, cutting through the gap and breaking out of the formation.

His clothes were floating like clouds, his sleeves were hunting for the wind, and he was standing in the air. A sharp black shadow rushed towards him from the left. He reacted very quickly, and turned around with a sword. The sword fell on the body that was harder than iron and only scratched out.
Chapter completed!