The cannon fodder goblin is as beautiful as a flower

Lu Mingyou had to admit that the Great Immortal is the Great Immortal, so he was really calm.

On the second day after he hesitated for a long time, was anxious, tossed and turned, and had a sleepless night, he was already mentally prepared to face earth-shattering and stormy storms. What was he afraid of?It's nothing more than dying again, and I didn't plan to live long!

But, I waited and waited, but I didn't get any news.

Could it be that Cang Hai hasn't had time to report to the emperor?

Or, the emperor hasn't figured out how to deal with a damned person?

It wasn't until the sun went down and the red glow appeared in the sky that Ming You suddenly realized that she had been sitting in the room for a whole day.

Liu Guang came in with Panxuan Jingguo, seeing him sitting on the stool in a daze, somewhat unexpected.

"Why are you up? Zhenjun said you were sick and asked you to rest well..."

Liu Guang couldn't help but push him onto the bed, and covered him with a quilt, "Oh, I've never seen you like this, and you've been practicing for hundreds of years, why can't you get rid of the pain and suffering?"

After all, he put the plate next to his pillow, "Come on, you, just lie down and eat..."

I am sick?Ming Yo is really puzzled, why don't I know?

Ah, yes, it must be the excuse Cang Hai made for himself for not going to the martial arts arena all day.It seems that he hasn't reported to Dijun that he is not dead yet.But why?

Seeing his dejected look, Liu Guang said with a smile, "It's better if you're sick, so you won't cause trouble with your mouth..."

After teasing him, Liu Guang quickly left.

Ming You turned over and sat up, leaning against the bedpost, her mind was in a mess, she couldn't figure out what Cang Hai was thinking, and she didn't know what to do next.

He tapped his chin with his index finger, his heart fluttered and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps sounded softly, and Mingyou's heart moved, he finally came.

When Cang Hailin stepped into the door, he hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and entered.Going around the screen, you can directly see Mingyou's eyes shining brightly in the dark night.

He didn't turn on the lamp, and his thin figure was hidden in the half-grey night, looking pitiful and sad.

Cang Hai waved his sleeves, and with a sound of "chuck", the candles were blazing brightly, and the room suddenly lit up.

Mingyou stared blankly at a corner of Chuman, and slowly uttered a few words, "Why..."

He turned his gaze over, and there were two clusters of small flames burning in his eyes, staring at him fixedly, "Why...why don't you tell Dijun that Zhihua is not dead?"

Cang Hai wondered, "Why should I say that?"

Ming You sneered, turned his face away, and stroked the Xuan Jingguo on the plate with his slender fingertips, his fingers were white and moist, and against the bright red background, they were as transparent as crystals.

"That's right, I once used tricks on you for the sake of Chunxiao, but I paid it off with my life, and I want to die too, and I don't know why I'm still alive..."

At first, he was able to suppress his voice forcibly, but gradually, with grief and anger, no matter how hard it was to suppress, his voice became louder, but his throat was as tight as a ball of cotton wool, and his eyes were red from holding back, but he was still stubborn. Ken shed a drop, and those sour and hot mist lingered in his eyes, like the fog in the night.

One after another, the red fruits burst open in his palm, and the palm was dripping with juice, like fresh blood, which was shocking to watch.

Every word seemed to be squeezed out between teeth, "What on earth do you want...", the voice suddenly dropped again, the heartache was so painful that it was hard to even speak, Mingyou lowered her eyes and sighed, " Go and report to the emperor, Zhihua... don't mind dying again..."

After a while, Cang Hai seemed to realize suddenly, "Do you think I told Dijun about that?"

Mingyou raised her eyes suddenly, "Isn't it you?" Then she turned around and said, "Even if you didn't tell Dijun yourself, it's the same if you said it through Ruicai's mouth."

Cang Hai looked at him calmly, and said word by word, "It's not me, whether you believe it or not!"

He took the handkerchief and came over, picked up Mingyou's hand, and carefully wiped off the bright red liquid on his hand, his movements were gentle and gentle, but extremely patient, even the nails were not spared.

Ming You let him do whatever he wanted, just stared blankly, feeling an indescribable joy in his heart.

It wasn't him, it wasn't what he said, which means that Cang Hai didn't hate him to the point of wanting him to die!

Mingyou looked deeply at the sea, lightly traced his ice-sculpted side face with his eyes, his thick eyebrows were drawn into his temples, his eyes were like the deep sea, there seemed to be deep melancholy in his eyes, his thin lips were lightly pursed, still so cold and ruthless.

The person who once loved and loved him so much is sitting in front of him at this moment, he is still the aloof and inviolable master of the "Floating Palace". As for himself, he is no longer the Zhihua who cares nothing and wholeheartedly courts him!

"Zhihua" came with a soft call, as if it came from the sky across thousands of rivers and mountains.

Ming You suddenly came back to her senses, Zhihua's voice was like a sharp knife tearing open a wound that had already been scabbed and dusty, blood dripping, and the pain pierced the heart.

He bit his lower lip fiercely, "No, master, you forgot, I am Mingyou..." He leaned closer to the handsome face that he had been thinking about day and night, and looked at it carefully. Thousands of ravines.

The smile on the corners of the lips slowly spread, the charming color stained the corners of the eyes and the brows, and the narrowed eyes under the candlelight shone with fragments of light. Mingyou raised her chin slightly, "However, if Cang Haijun goes to the emperor's seat to report If so, Mingyou wouldn't mind being Chihua again..."

Cang Hai was stunned for a while, and then sighed, "Zhihua, I really don't know how Ruicai found out about that incident that day, and it was because I lacked consideration. I thought that everything would be in time when I came back... I didn't expect that things would happen." Developed to such a point, I originally... originally..."

"So what..." Mingyou stared fiercely into his eyes, "Don't tell me, I've tarnished Zhenjun's reputation, Zhenjun really planned to let me go..."

He closed his eyes, heaved a deep and long breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were empty and blank, "Everything is over, if Zhenjun intends to expose it, then please let go of your voice and leave." !"

"No", Cang Hai refused categorically, "You have to know, if you don't have nine-colored deerskin, if you go on like this, sooner or later your soul will be wiped out."

Mingyou stretched nonchalantly, "That's just right, what's the point of living so long..."

"You..." Cang Hai stood up abruptly, pointed at him with his fingers, anger was on his usually calm and reserved face, "I'm telling you, it's better to listen to me and be honest!"

Mingyou seemed to be quite satisfied with her success in arousing his anger, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Yes, this disciple respectfully obeys the master's order..."

Cang Hai flicked his robe sleeves and walked away.

After walking a long way, he stopped, turned around and looked at the red silk screen window reflecting the candlelight, smiled lightly, Zhihua, you are really as stubborn as before, if you don't chill you, I don't know how many troubles will happen again!

In the early morning of the next day, Hetong came to deliver the decree, and the emperor summoned Canghai to discuss matters.

Coming out of the Lingxiao Palace, Cang Hai didn't go directly back to the "Fuli Palace", but went directly to Emperor Ji Ruicai's cave.

In the "Mingyue Hall", Rui Cai heard that Cang Hai was coming, and she was as happy as a chicken blood, and ran out excitedly.

"Cang Haijun, you are here, please come inside!"

Cang Hai waved his hand and said expressionlessly, "No need, I'll leave after just asking."

Cang Hai has never set foot in the "Mingyue Palace", even though his attitude is still as cold as ice, it is still enough to make Ruicai extremely excited.

Ruicai smiled happily, "Mr. Canghai, don't be so anxious, tea will be served in the hall, it won't be too late."

Cang Hai didn't even move, and asked in a cold voice, "I just want to ask you something, where did you know about the matter between me and Zhihua back then?"

Ruicai was stunned. She once thought that Canghai had feelings for Zhihua, so she wanted to get rid of him wholeheartedly.

However, it has been 500 years since Zhihua passed away, but Cang Hai has never asked a question.

So, she naturally thought that she was thinking too much, and the reason why Cang Hai didn't ask was because he never cared about that person, so Zhihua's going or staying was of little importance in Cang Hai's heart.

But now, Cang Hai actually questioned her because of this, could it be that she was wrong!

Rui Cai hesitated for a while, before she opened her mouth to say, "I... saw it myself... no one else told me..."

"Really?" Cang Hai said coldly, "If I don't say anything, it doesn't mean I don't know. That day you were called to drink by Taohua Yuanjun, and you didn't come back until the evening when you were drunk. After that, you didn't come out again, right?"

Ruicai was shocked, and wanted to say something, but murmured for a long time, unable to utter a word of refutation, and her teeth "clacked" nervously.

Cang Hai snorted coldly, turned around and left without even looking at her.

"sea!"

Ruicai yelled heart-piercingly, and clenched her hands into fists. The indifference just now had been turned into anger and unwillingness by Cang Hai's indifference. Her fingertips pierced her palms, and the pain made her even more hysterical.

"Cang Hai, why!"

Cang Hai's back froze, he stopped, and turned around slowly.

Tears flowed down the cheeks, thousands of years of wishful thinking, thousands of years of special liking, like a flood, uncontrollable, "Why, it's been so many years... Can't you see my love for you?"

She cried out in grief, all the strength in her body seemed to be pulled away, she fell to the ground, and hissed as if no one was there, "That person died a long time ago... He died a long time ago... His soul is gone, his body is gone, he is skinned and cramped, and there is nothing left." ...He deserves it, a monster of unknown origin, why... why... I, I am Di Ji..."

Ruicai clutched the front of her clothes with her hands, staring at that ruthless face with bloodshot eyes, why, he never took a good look at her, did he only have that Zhihua in his eyes?

Cang Hai was silent for a long time, Fang asked slowly, "How do you know that he was skinned and convulsed, it was you who did it?"

Ruicai laughed back in anger, her face was distorted, and she was no longer dignified and beautiful. She laughed and said, "It's not me... There are many people who hate him in the heaven..."

"who is it?"

"Haha...hahaha..." she laughed loudly, "I won't tell you...never..."

Cang Hai looked at her, without another word, turned and left amidst her crying.

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