This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 175 Passionate but always seems ruthless

She suddenly remembered that she had seen Xiaodie hiding something furtively before, but she didn't see it clearly at the time, but she could see a silhouette, that was the jade pendant!

And this jade pendant was picked up by her in a place. At that time, she just thought the color was beautiful, so she became greedy.

Looking at it now, maybe Xiaodie threw it on purpose!

Under the eyes of so many people calling for help, Shen Yue's complexion was slightly pale, with frosty white eyelashes, bright red lips, pale ear tips, glamorous and noble.

She closed her eyes silently, it was strange, she couldn't see clearly, but she seemed to see a lot of blood, a lot.

Shen Yue didn't understand, she felt that Bi Lian should hate her, that's why she humiliated her like this.

Seeing that Shen Yue's face became paler, Xiaodie felt a little sad in her heart, she subconsciously wanted to stand up, but someone grabbed her sleeve.

It was another maid who lowered her head but looked over, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't be stupid at this time!"

If this fool stood up at this time, wouldn't he be used as a target?
Xiaodie slowly pulled her hand away.

"They, they are all forcing Xianjun."

She smiled, but her eyes were very red, "I have lived for so long, and I have never met anyone who is better than Xianjun, I promised to take her away, but I broke my promise, she took me very well, I can't, I can't just watch her in trouble."

"Your Majesty, that jade pendant... yes, it was stolen by a servant."

A fair-looking maid crawled out on her knees, with her head resting on the hard floor and her hands on the ground.

"...It was stolen by the servant, and it was the slave's intention to deceive the immortal king..."

Xiaodie's voice was trembling, she was also scared, very scared.

Bi Lian lowered her eyes and looked at the maid who was kneeling on the ground casually. She looked ordinary and had no special features.

Her whole body was trembling with fear, but her eyes did not dare to look at the white figure, her voice was dry and trembling slightly, "This servant deserves to die, and this servant deserves death the most."

Shen Yue froze for a moment, Xiaodie's voice broke through the heavy tremors, and pierced into her ears.

She only wore a thin plain white shirt, her face was pale and weak, as fragile as porcelain, making that rare face like a magnolia blooming on a branch under the moonlight.

She woke up in a daze, looking in Xiaodie's direction with a confused face.

Xiaodie lied, and things were not what she said at all.

It wasn't stolen, it was a gift from her.

Shen Yue couldn't help walking over, she wanted to explain.

But I heard Xiaodie say again.

"The fairy has a kind heart. The servant stole something. The fairy didn't punish him. The servant has no face to face the fairy."

She seemed to know that Shen Yue would intercede for her, so she cut off her back in advance. She was not stupid. From Bi Lian's inexplicable attitude, she knew that the things planned before might not be enough.

There is no one who is not afraid of death, and she is also afraid of death, but she is even more afraid of Xianjun suffering.

She was just a lowly handmaid, who died when she died.

No one will care.

not important.

The maid who was wrongly accused of stealing something before was also shocked. She looked sideways at Xiaodie, her eyes widening in disbelief.

She knows Xiaodie quite well, and she doesn't think Xiaodie has the guts to steal things.

So is she looking for death?
"Fool," she said to herself, "Fool."

Shen Yue stood at the same spot, looking over from a distance, that clear and gorgeous face was like morning fog diffused by sunlight on the sea surface, hazy and mysterious, clear and light.

She murmured.

"Little Butterfly."

When Xiaodie heard it, her body froze for a moment, then she buried her head lower, she turned around and kowtowed twice to Shen Yue.

There were two bangs, as if it hit Shen Yue's heart.

Xiaodie knew that Bi Lian wanted to force her to death, so it really bothered her, since she had such a big fight against someone like her.

She got up slowly, reached for the hairpin on her head, and took a last look at the white figure. She closed her eyes and stabbed the artery in her neck without hesitation. There was the sound of flesh and blood piercing, bright red and warm The blood spurted out instantly.

At such a moment, time seemed to become extremely slow, slowly passing by, and the bright red blood sprayed on the ground like rain, instantly soaking her clothes.

It really hurts.

It hurts more than she imagined.

Bi Lian was expressionless, her eyes were fixed on Shen Yue all the time.

Shen Yue seemed to have noticed something, she staggered a bit, and the hem of her snow-white clothes was also stained with blood, she looked around in a daze, and subconsciously groped with her hands.

The voice was very soft, even the gentle breeze was reluctant to blow it away.

"Xiaodie...Xiaodie..."

Xiaodie, who was lying in a pool of blood, seemed to hear it, her lips twitched, as if she wanted to say something, but the blood stuck in her throat gushed out in piles as soon as she opened her mouth.

She was choked by the thick blood and coughed, her eyes began to darken, her consciousness was lost, but her eyes were still fixed on Shen Yue, greedily wanting to take another look.

Her fair face was stained with blood, and she was a little thankful that Shen Yue couldn't see it now.

She must look ugly now.

"Yes, sorry..."

I'm sorry, she clearly promised to take Shen Yue away, but she broke her promise, she can't do anything, she can only watch Shen Yue locked in this cage, watching a world of immortals, being reduced For playthings.

She really wanted... really wanted to rescue Shen Yue.

No, people like Shen Yue shouldn't be locked in a golden cage.

She should soar in the blue sky.

But she didn't do well.

She has been like this since she was a child, and she has never done a thing well.

She doesn't have much ambition, she just wants Xianjun to be well, happy, and laugh more.

Xiaodie was very sad, she was sad that she had never done anything for Shen Yue until she died, her voice was intermittent, and blood stains kept coming out, "Yes, it will be fine, I, I will protect you..."

"Do you believe me..."

"Trust me one last time..."

It will be fine, everything will be fine, Xianjun will definitely come out of the cage.

Then she will go to Qingyun Sect, remove the seal on her body, and then work together with other sects. The Immortal Monarch is very powerful. Since ancient times, evil has prevailed. At that time, the Immortal Monarch will still be the high-ranking Xiyu Immortal Venerable, worshiped by thousands of people , is admired by all.

Then soar.

That's how she should be.

Shen Yue just listened, listening to Xiaodie's voice getting weaker and weaker, until it disappeared behind, until Xiaodie was completely out of breath, she didn't say a word.

No, she doesn't need Xiaodie's blessing.

Xiaodie has done enough for her, how could she have the heart to let Xiaodie die and not live in peace?
Now there seems to be nothing around her, the only person close to her is just gone.

If she didn't insist on giving this jade pendant to Xiaodie, wouldn't Xiaodie not die?

Shen Yue's eyes were dizzy, her breathing was short of breath, her chest was heaving and rising, she leaned against her forehead, panting lightly, her calf was weak, and just when she was about to kneel on the ground, a strong and powerful pair of hands suddenly appeared to support her. her.

The broad and hard chest is full of warmth, the beating heartbeat is so lively, and the clothes smell good.

The man's arms tightened, and his voice was gentle, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Bi Lian held her hand tightly, Shen Yue's fingers were cold and white all the year round, and it seemed that he couldn't cover them with heat, and his heart was trembling with coldness.

Shen Yue lowered her head, her silky and soft silver hair covered her face, making her shoulders look thinner and thinner.

He held up Shen Yue's face, met those beautiful and lifeless eyes, and said in a soft voice as if coaxing, "She stole your things, do you know how angry I am? Those things are my essence." The selections are all my thoughts...why are your hands so cold?"

Shen Yue suddenly reached out and grabbed Bi Lian's skirt, her eyes widened slightly, her lips were as red as delicate roses, all the calmness and indifference on her face were broken one by one.

It's anger, it's helplessness, it's sadness...and so on.

It shouldn't be like this, his Yueyue should be cold-hearted, his Yueyue shouldn't be sad, she should always be cold-blooded and ruthless, never tempted.

Bi Lian lowered his head and kissed her lips tenderly, his voice was hoarse as if he was smiling.

"Why do you show such an expression? Are you sad, Yueyue? Are you going to cry?"

The person in her arms fluctuated greatly. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound. The body that had been trembling suddenly softened. The man happily kissed Shen Yue's soft hair, and his voice was low Low ones are like secret words between sympathizers.

"Stay by my side obediently, don't think about running away."

It's just a small punishment.

If you are still so disobedient next time, it will not be so simple.

The quarrel ended just like that, the maids' legs were so frightened that they went limp, and one of the maids looked back when she stepped back.

The tall and strong man hugged the thin white-clothed fairy tenderly and pitifully, with such a gentle and pleasing appearance, his soft-spoken words were never seen before.

One white and one black, two extreme colors, weird and harmonious.

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"Do you know that a major event has been sent recently? People from our clan have been fighting with the Xianmen Daoist sect for three days and three nights."

"What are you afraid of, your lord is a demon god, but a god! Our demon clan will definitely not be defeated!"

"That's true, now that Qingyunmen doesn't have Xiyu Immortal Venerable sitting in charge, there is nothing to fear."

"If you want to talk about the Xiyu Immortal..."

Shen Yue has long been used to the obscene words that followed, but what made her care more was what their maids said before.

Qingyunmen...

There was a sudden stabbing pain in her mind, and countless images flashed past, so hurried that it was too late for people to catch them.

Xiao Die said - she is from Qing Yun Sect.

Qingyunmen...

In the Palace of Slaughtering Souls, white gauze hangs down on the ground in the palace, the windows are closed tightly, and there is no wind.

The lights inside were brightly lit, illuminating every corner.

Bi Lian washed off the smell of blood, and when he came to the hall, it was as quiet as before and he could even hear the sound of candles burning.

Bi Lian glanced casually, and walked slowly inside.

He found the white figure easily.

Shen Yue knelt on the cushion, with a few books in front of her.

Bi Lian looked familiar, but it was not sent by him, but left by the dead maidservant.

His brows frowned, and his originally gentle expression disappeared instantly. His whole body exuded a deep and indifferent aura, and his black eyes were deep and dark, burning hot waves.

He walked over step by step, then knelt on the ground and bent over to hug Shen Yue from behind.

Bi Lian was very displeased with the thin slice, "Why are you so thin? Did you not take the medicine properly?"

Shen Yue, who had always regarded him as air, suddenly spoke coldly.

"Albatron Sect, do you know?"

Finally willing to speak, he thought Shen Yue could keep silent for the rest of her life.

Bi Lian smiled, resting her chin intimately on Shen Yue's shoulder, tilting her head, rubbing her thin lips against the cold skin of her neck.

He leaned in front of Shen Yue to see the expression on her face.

Bi Lian was shocked by this sight.

Shen Yue's eyes were red, and the ends of her eyes were also red, and tears flowed silently from her eye sockets, but her expression was devoid of any emotion.

But the teardrops that were crystal clear like pearls rolled down one by one.

From the time Xiaodie died, Shen Yue didn't say a word, Bi Lian didn't get angry, and didn't force Shen Yue.

Shen Yue is crying now, why are you crying?

That humble maid.

Or Qingyunmen?
Bi Lian turned Shen Yue's body around so that the two faced each other, his tall body almost pushed Shen Yue to the edge of the table.

He kissed away the teardrops on Shen Yue's face, and his every move was extraordinarily gentle, as if treating an extremely precious treasure.

"Why are you crying? Is there anything you can't talk to me about? You know, as long as you say a few soft words, I will promise you anything. As long as you coax me, you can let me die. I will do it." Is something wrong? Then I apologize to you, why are you still crying because of grievances?"

Bi Lian smiled, he really looked good when he smiled, "I don't know Qingyunmen very well, it's probably because someone is talking behind their backs, so don't worry too much about it."

"Don't cry." Bi Lian hugged Shen Yue, as if coaxing a child, "My heart melted from crying."

The distance between the two of them was very close, the tips of their noses touched the tips of their noses, and their breaths were all intertwined.

It's fine, whatever.

Only Shen Yue was always by his side, no matter what.

At this time his heart is always very hard.

Bi Lian touched that delicate and soft cheek, and said stickily: "Because of a maid, you have been angry with me for so long, it makes me very sad."

Shen Yue couldn't accept it, and couldn't accept it in various aspects.

She felt like she was half dead.

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Bi Lian looked at Shen Yue's expressionless face with tears, his heart ached, and he twitched, so painful that he wanted to dig it out and hold it in front of Shen Yue.

　I want tickets~I want tickets~I want tickets~
　　(Spoil and roll and act cute)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)