Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

There was a whisper from outside the window, and the man lying on the table opened his eyes, without the slightest sleepiness, the expression in his eyes was indistinct, and the expression on his face was also indistinguishable.

Standing up, he opened the window and looked, his expression became deep and gradually turned into worry, his thin lips did not have a trace of blood, "Jinsu, remember Angui." Don't blame me for being cruel, but the dragon chair, it is not easy Sit, for you, and for Yasukuni.

"Your feelings for him are not as simple as a promise!" Xie Hongling's words echoed in his ears again.

Pale but powerful hands tightly grasped, people in Xiaoxiang Tower never have feelings, this is the price he has to pay, the price for all rights.

The landlord of Xiaoxiang, Prime Minister Xiao of Jingguo, has never been ruthless, so he has no weaknesses.

It's just these words, who do you listen to?No, maybe it doesn't need to be said, Xiao Qianyou has become a ruthless person.

Killing his teacher is enough to make him notorious.

The only one who didn't know was the young man who asked himself softly in the middle of the night when no one was around, "Does your heart hurt?"

pain?What is pain?So this is pain?Seeing him suffer but can only stand by and watch, is it so heartbreaking?

It turns out that he is so sad that he also feels heartache?

Thinking back, back then, that old man's blood splashed all over his body, the temperature burned himself, and he was speechless in pain.

The torrential rain in Dove City came and stopped quickly, and the whole town regained its tranquility. However, the storm was just approaching.

An Haotian couldn't hold back Jiufeng, so he had to agree to tell her a story at night, but the little girl hadn't fallen asleep yet, but he was drowsy.

"Cousin, cousin, tell me quickly!" Dissatisfied with An Haotian's patronizing yawn, Jiufeng half stood up shaking his arm and shouted to hear the story.

The latter was helplessly entangled by her, so he simply changed the subject, "Why did Feng'er come here?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiufeng lowered his head, let go of the hand that was holding his arm, and lay on the bed shrinking into an ostrich shape, without saying a word.

An Haotian felt amused, and thought to himself that there was nothing he could do about you, and reached out to touch her head, "cousin won't scold you? Why shrink yourself up?"

Jiufeng peeked at him from the corner of his eye, and seeing his smile, he let down his vigilance, "I heard that my cousin was here, so I pestered Er Niang to let me come here. It was Er Niang who helped me contact Brother Luocheng. Cousin, don't blame Big Brother Luo City, okay?"

"Okay, cousin won't blame him!" An Haotian stretched out his hand to touch that lovely cheek, such a delicate person, but his intelligence is deteriorating day by day, until he finally retreats to the stage of infancy, and then dies quietly.

Her gentle eyes fell on an obvious mark on the forehead: You blocked that arrow for me, but I can only give you an illusory romance!Feng'er, this shouldn't be like this, you should have your life, you should have everything about you.

"Feng'er, let's get married!" By the time she realized it, these words had already drifted into the girl's ears.

The widened pupils expressed disbelief in what he heard. Regardless of the cautiousness just now, he jumped up from the bed and hung it on An Haotian's neck. "Cousin, what did you just say? Are my ears broken?"

An Haotian chuckled, tapped the girl's eyebrows, and reached out to take off the dragon and phoenix bracelets on her wrist. After a moment of hesitation, they split into two, and the dragon and phoenix bracelets flickered under the candlelight.

The girl still opened her eyes wide, unable to believe everything in front of her eyes, until the person opposite put the dragon bracelet gently on her hand, then she reached out and pinched her cheek dully, the pain from it caused her to experience instant pain. I screamed, but immediately screamed excitedly, "It's true, it's true, it's not a dream, it's not a dream."

"Fool!" There was a sound of scolding, but there were tears in the corners of the eyes. Don't turn your head and gently wipe it away, and pushed the little person dangling on your body back to the bed. "Okay, take a good rest, my cousin ordered someone to prepare us wedding."

"Yeah!" Jiufeng smiled innocently, pulled the quilt to cover herself well, said "Good night!", and really closed her eyes and stopped moving.

Helplessness and pity filled that handsome face, he got up, turned off the lights, and went out.

After the rain, it became even more chilly, but the air was exceptionally clear. The green bamboos in the courtyard became greener after being baptized by the heavy rain, and trembled wildly in the wind.

An Haotian stood quietly in the yard with his hands behind his hands. A barely audible rustling sound behind him caught his attention. He frowned and shouted, "Come out!"

A pair of hands as pale as dead wood pushed aside the bamboo leaves behind him, revealing a figure.

His wrinkled face was as pale as a dead man, his deeply sunken eyes flashed bloodthirsty light, his body was bent, and he walked silently. If he was on the street in the middle of the night, he would definitely be regarded as a ghost.

"I don't know what is the important matter of my king's summoning?" The voice was surprisingly pleasant.It doesn't match the almost deformed body.

"I only want you to kill one person. After killing this person, you can leave the biochemical army forever!" An Haotian didn't even turn his head. Then there is the desire to take a second look.

"With such tempting conditions, it must be difficult to come to that person?" If you don't look at him, you will think that this person is a handsome man.

"Didn't you say that there is no one in the world that you can't kill? How about it? Isn't this a good deal? One head for your freedom for the rest of your life." An Haotian tightly grabbed the hand behind his back, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"The old man once said the words of the green hills outside the mountains, and the buildings outside the mountains, and I want the latter more than freedom and life! Tell me, who is the other party?"

"The prime minister of Yasukuni, Xiao Qianyou, is also the owner of Xiaoxiang Tower." When it comes to this name, he is a friend and respectful, but an enemy and timid.

The old man had the original expression, his whole face was wrinkled, and that expression was actually smiling, "It is said that Xiao Qianyou has arrived in Yuancheng recently! What's the matter? A Xiao Qianyou blocked your way?"

"You just need to answer whether you want to do it or not. It's not good for you to know more about other things." An Haotian's tone was already cold.

The old man didn't take An Haotian's warning to heart at all, "What's wrong? Is my king going to kill people to silence him?"

"What do you think? Stop talking nonsense, do you want to answer?"

"Human blood is my favorite midnight dessert, and killing is my second passion."

An Haotian showed a disgusted expression, thought for a while and continued to say a few more words, "He is a difficult person, are you sure you can handle it?"

"Since you don't believe in the strength of the old man, why are you looking for the old man?"

"Although the strength of your dark night bat is there, the other party is Xiaoqianyou. Don't forget, he has the number one ghost commander in the world in his hands. It is said that he has never been defeated since he was born."

"Although the aggressive method is good, it's not suitable for me. You should wait for the news at home." The figure swayed and there was no more sound.

An Haotian turned around, but there was a person standing behind him, obviously the person who had left just now, the long sword he had drawn could barely be retracted, he stretched out his hand to open the steel claws on his neck, his anger had already risen to his face, "Wang Chou, you How courageous!"

"The old man just wanted to let my king see it, put his heart in his stomach and wait for the good news."