Quick time travel villain breeding manual

Chapter 178 The Young Master Is So Proud (14)

I came back to my senses and asked softly: "Young Master, why did you save me at that time?"

The young master's hand paused in the air, and he retracted it after a while, laughing dumbly, "Do you really want to know the reason, Qian Fan?"

My vision suddenly turned blood red, as if I had fallen into a world of grotesque, gold and iron horses. I nodded and said with a smile: "Well, I want to know."

There was a desolate smile on the young master's thin lips, "Because Qian Fan grabbed the corner of my clothes and told me that I wanted to survive, and it was hard for me to refuse such words."

"Is it that simple? The young master saved me just to do a good deed?" The story I imagined may be more tortuous and complicated than this. I thought it was different for the young master.

The Young Master stretched out his hand, gently touched my forehead, and smoothed my hair to my ear, "Qian Fan is quite satisfied with such an answer. The matter of the palace change was the result of joint discussions among the elders of the Shangguan family, not I made a decision by myself and unintentionally hurt Qianfan, I am sorry." There was apology in his eyes.

I lowered my head and said in a muffled voice, "Young Master saved me. To me, you will be my Young Master for the rest of my life..." I didn't know what I was vaguely expecting and doubting. What……

The truth I want seems not to be the case, but the young master doesn't want to say it, and I won't explore it. For me, this answer is enough.But why did my face feel cold, I reached out to touch it, the tears on my fingertips made me slightly stunned, I turned my head to look at the young master.

He once said, I am a profit-seeking businessman.

I know what kind of person the young master is, he is always good for everything, he is scheming, and he has no plans to spare, but whether the people he counts also includes me.

Would he, because of a moment of kindness, save a person who was planning to kill?He also tried his best to change her face, so that everyone in the Shangguan Mansion would accept a Qianfan bodyguard who fell from the sky.

In Young Master's calculation, the loss of telling me the truth is definitely less than that of concealing it.

He knelt down slowly, took out a veil from his arms, but didn't hand it to me, but wiped away the tears in my eyes bit by bit.

"Qianfan, don't cry. I didn't lie to you, never..." Young Master said softly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

I laughed instead, and slashed at the young master's neck with one hand. This time I brought [-]% of my internal strength. Even I myself wasn't sure if I could stop the attack at a critical moment.

However, at the next moment, my hand was held by the young master's hand, and the mighty force turned into soft fingers, and an invisible cyclone wrapped my hand, resisting my attack.

I smiled through tears, with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and said to the young master with a smile: "Have you not lied to me? But now, it is a lie in front of me... Young master, it turns out that I know martial arts. I have never known it before." But, you know about my past and present, but I know very little about your affairs."

In my impression, Jiaohua, who was to be protected, was a master of martial arts. Although I had expected it from the time the young master sneaked into Zhengrong Pavilion to visit me seriously ill, but in front of my eyes, looking at this When the matter was verified, I still felt a sharp pain in my heart.

The light in Young Master's eyes shattered, he let go of his hand, as if to let me handle it.

I instinctively took the opportunity to slash down with my palm, but I withdrew my hand, stood up, and walked out of the room, "The assassination plan has already begun. In a few days, the young master will get the ending he wants. By then , Mr. Shangguan, go back to Shangguan’s house.”

But my arm was grabbed by the son, his movements were amazingly fast, I didn't even see him move, he came to my side, "Qianfan, I don't want to leave, I want to stay, Don't drive me away. No matter what you want to know, I'll tell you, I won't hide it anymore, don't be angry, Qianfan..."

I reached out and pulled the young master's hand, and said lightly: "Then young master, tell me why you saved me in the first place. Are you like Gu Suzheng, wanting me to be a bargaining chip, a puppet emperor? Let me start as a stupid little guard who always rushes in front of you in case of danger."

I turned around and looked at him. His eyes, which are usually as dark as an abyss, are breathtaking, but now they are full of wavering and hesitation.

"Qianfan... This is very complicated to explain, but I have never used you, Qianfan..." His voice was low, like a dull Guqin.

The western pocket watch worn by the son was still ticking, and the glass mirror was shining with light that seemed real and unreal. I watched the pointer pass a circle.

I stretched out my finger and drew a "shh" on my lips. I was a little tired, and I had no way of knowing this feeling.

I walked out of the young master's room slowly, and then closed the door, and then my body went limp, and I fell against the door.

I just want an explanation, a truth.

Is that even a luxury?

And what I don't know is, how long I sat outside the door of the young master's room, and how long the young master stood in the room. There is a wall between me and him, but at this time it seems like a thousand miles away.

I staggered to my feet, turned slowly and walked towards my room.I told myself, stop sitting in front of other people's rooms like this, it looks disrespectful.

In fact, I am a little guilty, what is there to be dissatisfied with, the flower of Gaoling from the Shangguan family, the son of heaven and man, will beg me one day, let me not leave, let me stay, in exchange for In the past, it must have been impossible to even imagine.

Such a cold person, like an ice sculpture in an extremely cold place, called me Qianfan softly, what am I still looking forward to, and what am I still wanting?
Wan Ruan was wearing a rose red dress, with a pile of small green flowers in her hair, looking like a flower pot from beside me, and my eyes hurt so much.

Seeing me walking forward like a walking dead, she suddenly hugged my arm, "Master, why do you look like you have been dumped by a man, you are listless."

I gestured my middle finger to her indifferently, and dragged her forward.

"Master, do you see anything different about me today?" She blinked, and I noticed that her eyelids were painted with a gaudy color.

"It's very beautiful." I continued to walk forward, as if one hand was holding my arm, and the other hand was holding the railing beside me.

I couldn't walk anymore, so I had to stop and said seriously: "The clothes are too colorful, the makeup is too heavy, a big beauty has now become a flower parrot."

As soon as this remark came out, Wan Ran angrily shook off my hand, turned around and left without attachment.

I sighed, sometimes the truth is really not a good thing, when kept in the dark, at least I am quite happy.

More than half of the people in Zhengrong Pavilion left, but my daily miscellaneous things did not decrease. On the contrary, because they went out to do missions, they asked for more and more funds for extra missions. Deposit, basically all requirements are met.

I was still immersed in my self-struggle for the time being, and I didn't want to talk to the young master, so I moved to another room, but the young master's subordinates still ordered three exquisite meals a day every day, and gave a new dress worth a hundred gold every two days, After some psychological struggle, I accepted it calmly, so I moved back three days later.

But after that, the son was busy with his affairs, and I was busy with mine.And it would be embarrassing to talk to me now, so I still haven't met the young master, let alone talked to the young master.

Wu Ya and the others would send back the task progress from various places every day, and things were unexpectedly going smoothly without any obstacles. Now five branches of the Ji family have been wiped out, and the plans of other groups are also proceeding in an orderly manner.

As a killer, the only criterion in the matter of exterminating the family is not to kill the old, the weak, women and children, and the residual morality of the rivers and lakes will cause a lot of trouble.For example, Wu Ya, who was able to bury the seeds of hatred deep in her heart when she was five years old, and in time, the seeds of killing would break out of their shells, turning into towering trees, and destroying the enemies.

Repeatedly like this, it is the rivers and lakes.

In order to prevent such a situation from happening, in this assassination plan, Zhengrong Pavilion is acting in the name of Lingbo Pavilion, another killer organization in the world, and all the old and weak women and children left by the Ji family will be sent to the martial arts League over there.

After the bloodbath of Ji's family, a message will be released to inform the spies and informants in Lingbo Pavilion to take action and ask Lingbo Pavilion to loot all the assets of Ji's family.

In short, these assets are not easy to sell, and they are not worth 30 taels. All the top killers participating in the plan are explicitly required not to steal things from the Ji family, so as not to show their feet.

On the other hand, Zhengrong Pavilion will donate the 3 taels that Ji Ye paid to assassinate the young master to the Wulin League for the sake of maintenance of these old and weak women and children.

Seven days later, Wu Ya led six other deacons and [-] top killers to bloodbath the family of Patriarch Ji, one of the seven great families. In just one night, the entire Jianghu and the court were in turmoil because of this incident. But they all pointed their finger at Lingbo Pavilion in unison.

But Lingbo Pavilion is just a random patchwork, and its reputation in the Jianghu is extremely bad, just like the previous dead building organization, let alone Zhengrong Pavilion.

Naturally, the imperial court and all the famous and decent families could not tolerate such a tragic incident, so they leveled Lingbo Pavilion overnight.

This was a seamless plan, leaving no flaws.But when Wu Ya brought a blind child back to the Zhengrong Pavilion to return to her command, I knew that a hundred secrets are inseparable.

The child was just a seven-year-old child, wearing a brand new blue robe, with a rough gray cloth tie in his hair, and a white bandage covering his eyes, with red blood stains on the bandage, like There are two blood holes that are constantly bleeding out, which looks shocking.

With fair skin and delicate facial features, it seems that she is used to being pampered.

The boy was very well-behaved, holding Wu Ya's hand all the time, the two stood together, there was an illusion that they were siblings, but the reality was far from as clear as it seemed.

I patted Wu Ya on the shoulder and led her into the room, leaving the boy outside the door.

"Wu Ya, what do you think, bring him back? This child is a child of the Ji family, right... Don't you understand how the Ji family was wiped out? Don't you fear that this boy will die again?" If you make the same mistakes as you did, the entire Zhengrong Pavilion will be bloodbathed and revenge will be revenged." I said helplessly.

The more children, the more unforgettable the impression of some things.When these children are in disguise, even adults can't match it.

"Send him to the Martial Arts League, or find someone to adopt him."

Wu Ya smiled slightly, fixed her eyes on me, and said, "It's too late now, I've already brought him back. And landlord, don't you want to know what this kid can do? He is I blinded my own eyes with my own hands."

I was stunned when I heard the words, clenched my fingers in disbelief, and subconsciously looked at the closed door. The boy outside the door seemed to be only seven years old. Such a young child can do this to this extent. thing?

"Wu Ya... Are you sure you are not mistaken, those eyes were blinded by the child himself, how could he do it." I was stunned.

Wu Ya nodded with a calm expression, "Pavilion Master, I killed the guards of the Ji family that night, went all the way to the study, went to the study of the Ji family, killed Ji Ye, and was looking for the secret books that the Ji family robbed from the Wu family. At that time, I pulled down the mask on my face, and saw a child hidden in the bookcase through the gap in the bookshelf. That child..."

"At that time, I was so red-eyed that I raised my sword and asked, did you see anything? If you didn't see anything, I can let you go. The child turned his back and used the dagger in his hand to strike blind My own eyes." There was shock in Wu Ya's eyes, but it was more of the feeling of sympathy when wild beasts in the forest met their own kind.

I had nothing to say at this time, and asked while holding my forehead, "Where's that dagger?"

Wu Ya replied: "He hid it in a thick book in the bookcase, but I pretended not to see it. Pavilion Master, this child can be so cruel to himself. In time, he will become an extremely outstanding killer."

I shrugged, "And kill us?"

I looked out of the window, and the snow began to fall outside the room. This is the first snow of this winter, like soft feathers. In these fine and flying snowflakes, I seem to see a pair of eyes as tough as small animals.

After thinking about it, we are all vengeful people, and things hurt the same kind, "Let him stay, Wu Ya, you are responsible for teaching him. But if you are killed by this child in the end, don't blame me for not reminding you .”

Wu Ya smiled brightly when she heard the words, strode out of the room, took the boy's hand, and said, "Let's go, from now on, I will be your master."

The boy pursed his lips and smiled slightly, then nodded, "Master."

(End of this chapter)