[Comprehensive] Tragic Character Recycle Bin

As soon as Song Que said this, Zhu Yuyan immediately laughed.His eyes turned sideways, his arms rested on Song Que's shoulders, and he leaned gently towards Song Que as if the half-year barrier suddenly disappeared. "Xiao Que also said that people shouldn't use Fan Qing to favor you, but he got jealous instead."

She turned her head sideways, her blue hair slanted down Song Que's shoulders, she lowered her eyebrows and nodded with a rare softness. "Song Lang and the nun from Cihang Jingzhai are still heroes praised by the world, so what kind of goods is Shi Zhixuan to others? His whole love is tied to Song Lang, so if you don't see it, just ignore it. How about it?" To be able to misunderstand people like this...is really sad."

Zhu Yuyan's tone was resentful, but it made Song Que feel better.He forcibly suppressed the chaotic zhenqi in his body, and stretched out his arms to embrace Zhu Yuyan in his arms.The delicate fragrance from the beauty's body was sweet and sweet, even if it made his mood unstable, he still couldn't bear to let go.

"Yuyan... I always want to believe you." When he said that, he seemed to sigh, with some grievances and unwillingness.

"Xiao Que said that, it seems that he is narrow-minded." Zhu Yuyan complained, and Zhuo Ruo unintentionally raised her hand to press Song Que's wrist and pushed it away, turning her body away as if she was angry.On the surface, it was her daughter's family acting like a baby, but in fact, she took this opportunity to probe Song Que's veins.

Although it was only a short moment, Song Que's martial arts condition at this time was clearly presented in Zhu Yuyan's mind - half was the ruthless way that had been honed for more than ten years, and the other was the new way foundation that was still being explored. It's easy to say which one is weak and which one is strong, but a balance is maintained in Song Que's body strangely.No wonder, he dared to challenge Badao Yueshan.

The result is not bad, but not much better.At least Zhu Yuyan can still be sure that she was not simply abandoned by Song Que, which is already a good result.As for what to do in the future... Even Zhu Yuyan herself couldn't come up with any rules.Look at luck, wait slowly, grind slowly.

Song Que laughed, "Isn't it? Yuyan's tea art is really good."

Zhu Yuyan's hands froze, she raised her head and stared at him, her phoenix eyes were full of affection, not much anger, only showing a thousand kinds of charm and thorny charm.

"Sit down." She nodded on the man's chest.

"What are you doing?" Song Que sat down obediently while being puzzled.

Then she also half-knelt down, took out a silk handkerchief, and smeared it on Song Que's face with the potion. "Song Lang is so handsome, people can't bear to see you hide your clumsiness."

The silk handkerchief was extremely light and soft, and was slightly cold with the liquid medicine.But Song Que could feel the slender warmth and softness of the fingers behind the silk handkerchief... Zhu Yuyan's temperature.

The candlelight was flickering, and the shadow of the person was reflected on the wall behind him, like a giant black shadow beast, enveloping the two of them.

Song Que looked at the black shadow on the wall, and was lost in thought for some reason.Zhu Yuyan didn't call out to him, she just rested her head on her hands and looked at the man's clean face.

When Song Que was awakened from deep thought by the scorching gaze, what he faced was Zhu Yuyan's charming face with a sweet smile, and the sentence from her red lips, "Xiao Que, stay tonight."

What is the method of staying?Find another place to live, or...

"Song Lang—" She slid her fingertips along Song Que's arm, her eyes seemed to be covered with mist, her teeth were biting her red lips, seductive, "I haven't seen you in half a year, don't you miss me at all? You just followed him—" —”

Song Que: ...the mind was in a daze, and by accident, he...obeyed?

Apparently, Zhu Yuyan didn't want to do anything shameful as Song Que thought, she just pulled Song Que to her boudoir very simply, kissed him, and then meditated face to face until dawn.

Song Que, whose state of mind was almost overwhelmed by Zhu Yuyan's words, could only silently recite "demon girl", facing the dignified face in front of him, gritted his teeth to suppress his lust.

For three whole days, Zhu Yuyan let Song Que experience what it means to be a real "witch".Don't say that he is a man, and he has a heart of admiration for her.Even a woman has to surrender under the double pressure of her charming phoenix eyes and sweet words.As for what he came for?Where is the mind to think about this?

Three days later, at noon.

The altar is built high and paved with black stones.The square below is extremely wide, but today it is full of people.The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds rolling over, brewing a depressing and sultry atmosphere.There are many well-known masters of the Holy Gate in the crowd, but today they can only huddle with others aggrieved, not daring to complain.

Just after noon, Shi Zhixuan and Zhu Yuyan flew onto the stage from both sides.That Shi Zhixuan was dressed in black clothes, with a jade ring around his waist, half a silver mask on his face, standing with his hands behind his back.His body was filled with a murderous aura, just like the word "evil", unruly and cold.

Looking at Zhu Yuyan again, the people watching the battle couldn't help being silent for a moment.Compared with Xie Wang's adornment, Yin Hou's attire was too solemn—it was not as solemn as coming to a martial arts competition, but as if attending a palace banquet.That one is in red palace attire, ringed with jingle bells.The eyebrows and eyes are deliberately drawn, the more sharp and noble, the beautiful eyes are swaying, and the style is full of various styles.A kind of deterrence of mother's respect to the world, which suppressed Shi Zhixuan's chill all over his body.There is only a difference between the two, just like the ratio between a queen and an assassin, what is the difference between cloud and mud?

Having said that, martial arts competitions do not depend on clothing and temperament.Zhu Yuyan's actions can be said to show weakness and intended to lose the battle. It can also be understood as disdain for Shi Zhixuan, and she doesn't pay attention to this competition at all.

As for the former or the latter, it depends on the individual's understanding.

"Sao girls, you never forget to dress up in martial arts competitions. How can my Holy Gate be guided by such a woman."

The person who said this was a middle-aged man with a gruff voice, with a machete on his waist, his eyes seemed to be contemptuous and obscene.There was another person not far from him, who had a rather feminine appearance, with hateful eyes, and said harshly, "If you want me to say, such a woman should get married as soon as possible, so that she can enjoy the bliss in the world earlier."

The two people who were speaking looked at each other secretly, with an unspeakable tacit understanding.

Standing between the two was a handsome young man with a knife in his hand and a rather gorgeous attire, but he frowned upon hearing this. "As far as I know, [-]% of the Holy Gate is now under the control of the Yinkui faction. Are you not afraid that the Yinkui faction will trouble you for your rude words?"

The conversation of these three people easily attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd.

A seductive woman with heavy make-up in front looked back, with contempt in her eyes, "You two slipped through the net, the Yinkui faction let you go, and dare to run here and shout. Believe it or not, I won't let you out of this square today .”

This woman was only around twenty years old, and every joint seemed to be seductive.She practiced maiden skills and was also a member of the Yinkui sect. She had a lot of acquaintances, and even more so, she had slept with a lot of men.If she wanted to do something, she would naturally need the help of acquaintances.The two who had spoken before naturally did not dare to speak again, and took a few steps back in despair, hiding in the crowd.

It was the third man who spoke, standing where he was without fear, his face slightly darkened.This man is none other than Song Que in disguise.But he saw that his palm had grasped the handle of the knife at some point, hiding his killing intent.If Yinkui hadn't sent the girl to threaten them first, those two would have become souls of Song Que's sword.

Although two of them left, the words of a few people finally aroused the conversation of the people around them.Then the two protagonists in the stands talked with each other with a smile, and they also chatted in low voices.

"The yin queen is stunning, and the evil king is handsome. These two are really a good match."

"Hehe, Yin Empress Evil King, you know it just by hearing the name."

"I just don't know why the Yin Queen insisted on making such a contest, wouldn't it be better to just agree?"

"Brother's words are reasonable, but you and I are both men, how can we guess a woman's mind, let alone beautiful and powerful."

"Yes, yes, if this queen of Yin's martial arts is not so strong, with that face and figure, I would risk my life to be a dead soul hahahaha..."

The two people on the stage finally stopped talking, and Zhu Yuyan smiled as if in this direction from a distance, which surprised a lot of men in amazement.But it was just a glance, and then they fought.

The contest started, and no one made a sound.

Zhu Yuyan swung her two Heavenly Demon Belts like her arms, and occasionally the Heavenly Demon Blade flickered with silver light in a strange way.The red palace attire blooms into a rich and beautiful peony, only its shadow can be seen, but its shape cannot be seen.Shi Zhixuan's movement was also ethereal, as if he had turned into a shadow in the dark, floating with murderous intent.

These two are masters in the world, how gorgeous is the fighting scene?Everyone watched with bated breath, for fear that the heavy breathing would disturb the competition.Only Song Que, staring at the extremely harmonious double figure, one dark and one red intertwined, opening and closing, reminiscing about the discussions he heard earlier, felt like a pot of century-old vinegar had been knocked over, bubbling with sourness, burning with anger .

Who is Shi Zhixuan?

It's clear... It's clear that he should be...

What should it be?Song Que's heart was cold, and he couldn't help thinking of Zhu Yuyan's unintentional sentence last night, "Song Lang is still a heartless person, why should he insist that he has feelings for others?".Song Que, who practiced the way of ruthlessness, could not promise her future, so what right did he have to dictate?

Half an hour passed, and the competition on the stage had reached its peak.The heavenly demon belts are intertwined, and from a distance it has become a sphere, wrapping Shi Zhixuan in it.

After a few more breaths, the spherical demon belt was shattered by a burst of energy.The broken pieces of cloth fluttered all over the sky, making the two people standing half kneeling look like a dream.

Zhu Yuyan's makeup is still on, and her clothes are neat.Shi Zhixuan was covered in blood and his breath was weak.

Victory and defeat!

The woman stood proudly, her voice spread throughout the altar, "Shi Zhixuan, you lost."

The air was silent for a few breaths, Shi Zhixuan raised his head and took a deep look at Zhu Yuyan, clutching his bleeding wound, dodged a few times, and disappeared in front of people.Zhu Yuyan paused for a moment, then glanced in the direction where Song Que was, but disappeared.

It wasn't until the two protagonists left that the crowd in the square woke up from the shock and burst into belated cheers.

"The yin queen is mighty, even men can't match."

"Beautiful people, better martial arts!"

"Today I see the Queen of Yin, how can there be other women in her eyes?"

One sound, one sentence, rushed into Song Que's ears.

Even if he tried his best to restrain himself, jealousy still surged like a tidal wave, churning in his chest, layer upon layer.After another sentence, "If you can enter the curtain behind the yin, you are willing to be a minister under your skirt. Even if you have the name of a male favorite, it is a beautiful thing", and finally reached the peak.

For a moment, the mood was broken!

In an instant, Ruthless Daoji collapsed in jealousy!

Song Que's trembling hands pressed heavily on his chest, drips of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and a mouthful of scarlet blood suddenly spewed out, causing others to look around.

But he only wiped off the blood on his lips, indifferent to the probing eyes around him, turned around expressionlessly, and walked away step by step.

An invisible air net that seemed to be able to shatter the void twisted around his body, and the few people who were close were restrained by his air blade. Dust splattered, blood gushed out, and he died in the blink of an eye.For a moment, everyone was in danger, and they flew back, not daring to approach.

Song Que's eyes were mocking, and his hoarse voice was barely audible, "You monster, An Nengxiao misses the bright moon."

In an instant, from ruthless to extreme passion.The foundation of sentient beings has been completed.

Walking out of the square, Song Que looked at the woman in palace attire in the peach forest in the distance, and smiled bitterly, "Yuyan, you still won..."