Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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The night was overcast with heavy rain.

Little by little fires gradually lit up from all over the Sheriff's Mansion. In a very deep courtyard, the lights flickered slightly. There was a figure making tea by the window. The silhouette fell on the window sash. It was a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, and his movements were not slow. No, it's really beautiful.

"confused--"

When the tea fell into the cup along the spout, and when the steam rose, someone came in the rain, sat opposite the figure and drank a cup together.

Now the twelve counties of Hedong are in troubled times.Ghosts are wandering outside, approaching Hedong County, the three major factions are constantly facing internal and external troubles, one faction's leader is seriously injured, and the rookie disciples led by the two factions are either seriously injured and comatose, or are under suspicion, mutual suspicion, and panic.

Obviously the situation is critical and it makes people's heartstrings tense, but the two of them in the room here seem to be very relaxed and freehand, and they don't care about the current tense situation at all, and even - quite happy.

"It seems that the sick man is not easy to deceive. He has all the evidence, and there is no way to make him recognize Chen Qianshui as the ghost." The middle-aged scholar felt a little regretful. His voice sounded very gentle and elegant, but his words were very strange. It was shocking, "Ye An and Chen Qianshui must have discovered something. It seems that my body won't last long."

"I killed Xiao Chongyan tonight, isn't everything over?" The other person's voice was clear and slow, sounding like an elderly man, and he said with a smile, "Hedong Twelve Counties belong to you, and Dong County Isn't it just right for the king to control the Donghuang Dynasty, the best of both worlds?"

The old man put down the teacup, tapped the table with his knuckles, and said slowly, "Ye An was seriously injured, Gu Jing went out of the city, and Xiao Chongyan became so ill again, he was almost a useless person...If we don't kill him now, how can we do it again?" How many times before, wait until Ye An and Gu Jing return to him, let him continue to hide behind others safely?"

But the middle-aged scholar hesitated: "The lord does not allow us to contact Xiao Chongyan privately... Ruodong County King wants his life, it doesn't matter, but I can't do it."

The old man was slightly taken aback, a little puzzled.

"Xiao Chongyan is just a sick child with a talent for swordsmanship, but a weak body, and it is difficult to get on the road. Why does he deserve so much attention from that existence?"

He thought it was strange, and hesitated for a moment, but when he thought that his long-held ideal was about to be realized, his heart was agitated, and he quickly forgot that something was wrong.

"If that's the case, then I'll do it." The old man quickly came up with a countermeasure and said, "Now that the situation in Hedong has become clear and your mission has been completed, you can take this opportunity to abandon this body, how about it?"

"Mr. Duan's plan is very clever."

The middle-aged scholar got up to pour tea for the old man, smiled lightly and said, "The king of Dongjun will ascend to the throne in the future, and I would like to have another cup with Duan Lao."

The old man raised his glass and said with a smile: "I don't know which old acquaintance was sitting in front of Duan at that time?"

"Maybe it's this honorable Prince Chong? His skin... I'm very greedy." The middle-aged scholar laughed, and said rather ambiguously, "If the Lord allows, I will definitely cherish this A beautiful human skin, never let him be dusted."

"Then I wish you all the best."

"I also wish Duan Lao gets his wish."

The sound of the rain outside the house gradually stopped, and the two inside the house toasted together, looked at each other and smiled, both of them were confident and smug.

"After the wind and rain have subsided, we should also set off——please honorable Prince Chong on the way."

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The rain has stopped.

In the dead of night, everything was silent, the lights in the Sheriff's Mansion gradually dimmed, only the courtyard in the center was still brightly lit.

Inside the house, Xiao Chongyan was reading a book under the lamp.

He was holding a piece of red bean cake in his hand, and he had already eaten most of it. There was a bowl of steaming steaming silken egg porridge on the side of the table. .

The wind at the door swayed slightly, someone knocked lightly on the door, and then pushed the door open without waiting for an answer. Walking in the courtyard is like walking in your own courtyard, as if you don't pay attention to the owner here at all.

The person who came was a middle-aged scholar, with elegant and handsome features, gentle temperament, and a spring breeze when he smiled, which made people feel good about him involuntarily.

"Your Highness didn't sleep late at night, and you are still studying diligently, which is really admirable." The scholar clapped his hands and sighed, his expression was very emotional, but the next moment he chuckled lightly and said casually, "It's just that you are such a waste. The body is just waiting to die, so what's the use of reading and practicing?"

As the words fell, the temperament of the middle-aged scholar suddenly changed, and the gentle and peaceful aura disappeared, the dangerous aura of ferocity and tyranny rose steadily, and the look of madness and cruelty spread in his eyes, and he was no longer calm and steady as usual It looks like a completely different person.

Seeing Xiao Chongyan looking up, the middle-aged scholar frowned slightly, showing displeasure as if he had been offended, but he remained silent all the time, looking quite unbearable, and the malicious joy in his eyes suddenly became more intense.

"You must be very angry right now? You are obviously the noble and unparalleled Prince Donghuang, but unfortunately he is so weak that he is like a useless person. He can only let me humiliate him, but he can only bear it silently, and he dare not even speak out to reprimand him..."

The middle-aged scholar walked ten steps in front of Xiao Chongyan with his hands behind his back, as if deliberately teasing this noble but weak prince, he smiled teasingly.

"Your Highness, why don't you ask me why I came here?"

Xiao Chongyan did not speak.

Just now when the scholar was chattering, he was biting the red bean cake and gave Gu Jing a perfect score in his heart. He couldn't get enough of it, but it was a pity that his ears kept buzzing, very noisy, and he was in a bad mood immediately.

He swallowed the last mouthful of red bean cake slowly, wiped the corners of his mouth slowly, then lazily raised his eyelids, glanced over, and asked.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Hahahaha! What's the matter with me?" The scholar clapped his hands and laughed out loud, apparently satisfied with Xiao Chongyan's clever cooperation, he laughed loudly, "I'll kill you!"

He took the time to look at Xiao Chongyan, wanting to see the beauty panicked and about to cry, but he didn't expect Xiao Chongyan just nodded, and then said: "Oh."

The middle-aged scholar's face suddenly stiffened, and he asked coldly, "Your Highness doesn't seem surprised at all?"

"Oh, with your highness's intelligence, you must have already seen that Xu Yi is the ghost." He quickly smiled again, and asked with an inscrutable expression, "then, does your highness know who Xu Yi is?"

"You didn't agree."

After Xiao Chongyan finished eating the red bean cake, his eyes naturally fell on the bowl of shredded chicken porridge. He stared at the steam steaming above the porridge bowl, as if hesitating, then stretched out the back of his hand to stick it, and immediately retracted his hand, but he was still scalded. A small patch of skin turned red, and he frowned.

He glanced at the chattering middle-aged scholar indifferently, and turned his head in annoyance: "The artisan shadow puppeteer uses human skin as a shadow puppet, parasitic manipulation, and when the shadow puppet dies, the spirit will leave the body, and the body remains intact." hinder."

The middle-aged scholar "Xu Yi" smiled strangely when he heard the words. For some reason, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to start, but asked curiously: "Your Highness must have met a few of my companions. I don't know that my skill is in His Highness's heart." , how does it compare to other crafts?"

Xiao Chongyan was not surprised that the shadow puppeteer talked so much. He picked up the scroll beside him and continued to read it slowly. He did not hesitate to hear the words, and his expression was very serious when he spoke: "A dream weaver is good, but a shadower. As for you—"

He paused, as if he was considering his words, but in the end he commented in a simple and plain way: "It's too disgusting, I can't watch it."

"Xu Yi"'s expression suddenly went blank, then suddenly changed, and he sneered again and again.

"Okay, okay... What a eloquent Prince Chong!"

The shadow puppeteer occupying Xu Yi's body stood with his hands behind his back, and was always ten steps away from Xiao Chongyan. He did not step forward, looked indifferently at the young man who was reading quietly under the lamp, and sneered.

"Why do you have to pretend to be calm, Your Highness? Do you want to procrastinate until the medical practitioner from the Xinghe Temple rushes back?"

"Xu Yi" leisurely paced non-stop, his eyes were full of malice, he deliberately humiliated Xiao Chongyan, he smiled and said sarcastically: "Since that's the case, then I'm in no hurry, just want to kill you the moment before he rushes back , Let Your Highness see hope in despair, but helplessly watch hope being shattered, and then become even more desperate——Your Highness, what do you think?"

"My craftsmanship has always been excellent, so I want to let you live to be stripped of this beautiful skin little by little, so that you can see for yourself how charming you are!"

"Xu Yi" had a morbid obsession on his face, muttering to himself, his cheeks were flushed, as if he had fallen into a daze: "Such a beautiful human skin will definitely become my best collection - eh! eh! !"

The next moment, "Xu Yi" suddenly covered his throat, and suddenly he couldn't make a sound anymore, he could only utter a "woo hoo", his expression gradually distorted, his eyes stared at Xiao Chongyan viciously, and he wanted to strike desperately with his hands——

"Uh!"

However, in the room immediately there were several extremely pure Buddha lights condensed from the void, turning into chains filled with Sanskrit characters, which came out as quickly as lightning, tightly bound "Xu Yi", and pressed him down to his knees On the ground!

"Xu Yi"'s hands were tied above his head, and he was forced to raise them high. He clasped his hands together, and faced Xiao Chongyan as if paying homage, unable to move at all.

Under the suppression of this chain of Buddha's light, "Xu Yi" gradually had black spots of light overflowing from his body.The body of the shadow puppeteer hidden behind this skin was burned by the Buddha's light, and his cultivation level dropped rapidly——

Such a pure and magnificent Buddha's light is the most feared and dreaded nemesis of the ghosts in the ghost domain.

"Xu Yi"'s expression was extremely resentful, but his voice was tightly sealed, he could only howl silently, but he couldn't break free no matter what.After a few breaths, his expression gradually turned into fear and panic, and he no longer had the proud and arrogant look before. He struggled to walk forward on his knees, but was once again nailed to the spot by the Buddha's light, unable to move, and could only "wow" in a low voice. With a groan, he cast a pleading look at Xiao Chongyan.

Xiao Chongyan didn't even glance at "Xu Yi".

He frowned and looked at the quiet corner of the room, feeling a little dissatisfied, and asked, "Why are you so troublesome?"

"Amitabha."

Under his gaze, a Buddha light suddenly lit up in the corner of the wall that was empty, and then a clean-eyed young monk stepped out from the empty space, with a wry smile on his face, and saluted repeatedly to Xiao Chongyan.

Ruokong said in a low voice, with shame on his face: "It's not what I want to act rashly, but the two benefactors care about it, and if I don't take action to punish, I am afraid that the shadow puppeteer used by this shadow puppeteer will immediately return to the west. At that time, the shadow puppet master will be able to escape far away, which is even more unfavorable to your plan."

While Ruokong was speaking, there were two figures on the left and right of him. They were Gu Jing, who was full of murderous intent, and Ye An, who had a violent face.

At this moment, both of them felt a little guilty under Xiao Chongyan's expressionless gaze. Gu Jing withdrew his killing intent as if nothing had happened, and looked around naturally, but didn't look at Xiao Chongyan; while Ye An sighed as if accepting his fate, and knelt down very simply Sorry, no excuses.

Xiao Chongyan looked at the two people in front of him, was silent for a moment, and then sighed for a while, thinking that the shadow puppeteer didn't seem to be very smart, and he must have no value at all.

He rubbed his forehead, raised his hand to signal Ye An to stand up, looked at Gu Jing again, and said seriously: "Red bean cake."

The implication is, "I still want it".

Gu Jing got stuck this time, and immediately said firmly, "No."

The meaning of this sentence is "don't even think about it".

"It's too late, too much food is easy to accumulate, so I can't... make it for you tomorrow." Under Xiao Chongyan's extremely oppressive gaze, Gu Jing quickly added the second half of the sentence, then walked to Xiao Chongyan's side, reached out to take the porridge The bowl tested the temperature, passed it to his hand, and said patiently, "Drink the porridge first, huh?"

Xiao Chongyan looked at Gu Jing, always felt that the tone of the person talking to him was as if he was coaxing a child, but for some reason, he was very happy in his heart, he said "oh" slowly, took the bowl from Gu Jing's hand, and took a small sip. Take small bites.

He ate very slowly, and looked very serious when he looked at him. His slender and fair fingers were pressed against the edge of the green glass bowl. It's also much better... This quiet, serious attitude of burying his head in drinking porridge made him look clean, innocent, well-behaved and soft, but in the current scene where he should be tense, he let him go for no reason. People feel a little bit of quiet time.

Perhaps Xiao Chongyan's appearance and weak body in this life are too deceptive. Even though several people present have seen his awe-inspiring appearance when he unleashes the sword, they seem to have forgotten the shock and admiration and trembling at that time. , I was full of joy and emotion, and I was very pleased with the boy's rare good appetite.

Ye An was keeping his eyes on the corner, quietly huddled in the corner, at this time he was also slightly happy in his heart, and felt a little comforted, and then looked at the wicked doctor who had always been expressionless and extremely tough, but could coax his highness back with a few words Xiu, showing a look of amazement.

He thought to himself that in the past, he only thought that His Highness was very good at taming animals, why didn't he find that the bastard Gu Jing was so good at coaxing children?

——Sure enough, it’s not a serious medical practice, is it?

The conflicts within the family were resolved, and His Royal Highness, the most difficult prince, was finally bribed by a piece of red bean cake. Ye An felt that he really shouldn't bother His Highness to come forward tonight, so he took a step forward and stood aside, ignored by others, but knelt down. The shadow puppeteer, who was sturdy and very pious and respectful, smiled slightly, opened his folding fan, and greeted leisurely.

"Hey, shadow puppeteer, hello."

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The cold wind whimpered and the drizzle flew.

The huge Sheriff's Mansion was pitch black, only the main courtyard was still lit.

"Human Quan craftsman shadow puppeteer, you killed Mr. Xu, used his body to make a shadow man, manipulated the shadow man to lurk in Hedong, secretly communicated with Huang Quan, disturbed people's hearts... seriously injured Mr. Qianshui, so that the three major factions in the east of the river will be greatly damaged, and it will be difficult to resist the army of ghosts..."

Ye An told little by little what the shadow puppeteer occupying Xu Yi's body had done, with a cold voice.

"The reason why you came here tonight is because you saw His Highness was alone and unprotected, so you wanted to take the risk of killing His Highness and escape by this—that was really a good plan."

Being firmly suppressed, the shadow puppeteer kneeling on the ground looked gloomy and uncertain. He stared at Xiao Chongyan firmly. There is no appearance of being alone and helpless, with no one around to protect you.

Looking at the calm, determined, and even casual attitude of that pale and beautiful young man, how could he look terminally ill and extremely weak?

This is clearly because Xiao Chongyan has been aware of their identities for a long time, and deliberately put on a weak appearance, and even Ye An and Shen Ying's fear of getting hurt is just a show——

Just to make them think that this is the best time to kill Xiao Chongyan, so that they can step into this prepared trap!

From the beginning to the end, everything is under the control of that sick and weak boy who is so beautiful!

The shadow puppeteer was tightly restrained by the Buddha's light, his ghost energy was sealed, he couldn't move, he couldn't even escape from this body, he could only watch helplessly as his cultivation base was gradually worn down——

He looked at the young man with a pale face and a calm expression on the main seat. For a moment, he felt chills piercing through his bones, and his heart was utterly horrified and desperate.

This Xiao Chongyan - who is it?

"You've been talking nonsense, but you haven't made a move. It must be because of some reason that you can't make a move, but you want to delay time and wait for your helper to arrive?"

Ye Anhao shook the folding fan lightly in his spare time, and the word "idiot" on the fan flashed past the shadow puppeteer's eyes from time to time, under the sighing expression of the scholar, it was extremely humiliating.

"Since that's the case, then I'm not in a hurry, but I want to kill you just before he arrives—oh, you can feel it too, Master Ruokong's Buddha light can really kill you—let him Our outstanding shadow puppeteers saw hope in despair, but watched hope shattered, and then became more desperate..."

"Hey, this passage sounds really familiar..." Ye An repeated verbatim what the shadow puppeteer said to Xiao Chongyan before, folded his folding fan, tapped his chin, and asked with a smile, "Your Excellency, shadow puppetry, How do you feel about that?"

The shadow puppeteer's eyes were full of anger and fear, he was angry at Ye An's humiliation, but he also understood that what Ye An said was true, and he might really be killed by the Buddha's light... His expression changed several times, and finally he still wanted to live Surpassing everything, struggling and knelt down on the ground, tremblingly begging for mercy from Xiao Chongyan, who was on his head.

"Your Highness, please bypass me, I am willing to do anything..."

The humble begging for mercy echoed in the house, but no one paid attention to him at all.

Xiao Chongyan didn't even look at the ugly shadow puppeteer who was kneeling below, and was still eating porridge seriously.And Gu Jing set up a medicine stove beside him, and started to fry the medicine. Ruokong stood aside, watching the young man with his head hanging down to drink the porridge, with a peaceful and joyful expression, and complex expressions in his eyes, as if full of emotion.

Ye An looked back at the few people behind him, sighed faintly, and thought that the young Highness was really difficult to serve, when he was by His Majesty's side, he had countless Qingwu guards, so why would he need to do all the dirty work by himself?

"What can you do? Play a shadow puppet show for Your Highness to relieve boredom? Didn't your Highness find you disgusting?" He glanced at the shadow puppet master lying on the ground with some disgust, "If you are caught, you have become an outcast. I If you want to know the distribution of the army of ghosts in the river east, the current situation in the imperial capital, and even the plans behind the ghost clan—”

"Is it useful to ask you such a disgusting thing?"

Ye An looked at the shadow puppeteer trembling violently under his sarcasm, with a face full of despair. It was only at this moment that he was really sure that His Highness was right. This shadow puppeteer really didn't know anything, he was simply an outcast who was thrown out to die .

Although Ye An still doesn't understand until now, the "he" in His Highness's sentence "Since he wants to give me this great gift, then I will accept it"......is referring to who.

"The distribution of the ghost army, the situation in the imperial capital, the plot behind the ghost clan... It's useless to ask him."

At this time, there was a calm and leisurely old voice, and an old man with gray hair appeared at the door, stepped into the room with his hands behind his back, with a calm posture and a calm expression, smiled at Xiao Chongyan, who was in the chief seat, and spoke slowly.

"If you want to know—Of course you should ask me."

After the voice sounded, everyone in the room had different expressions.

Ye An gave the old man a complicated look, cupped his hands and gave a slight salute, then retreated to the wall without saying a word.At the same time as the old man's voice sounded, the shadow puppeteer had already died without a sound, and no one gave him a look.

Ruokong sighed softly, retracted the Buddha light in his sleeve, and looked at the old man who suddenly appeared, with a somewhat unbearable expression.

Beside the chief seat, Gu Jing had a serious face and treated him solemnly. He didn't respond to the old man's appearance, and was staring at Xiao Chongyan as he drank the medicine.

Xiao Chongyan, who was closely watched by him, was expressionless, drank the last sip of the soup, and immediately bit the candied fruit in his hand, waited until the bitter taste in his mouth dissipated, and then raised his eyes to look at the person.

They were not surprised by the appearance of the visitor, because everyone was here tonight because of this old man.

This is the oldest, the highest status, and the most respected celebrity of the three major factions in Hedong.

Keep the leader of the faction, Duan Su.

But for Xiao Chongyan, the old man in front of him has another, more important identity.

He stared at the old man standing below with a cold expression, his eyes showed obvious disappointment for the first time.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Duan Lao." Xiao Chongyan slightly closed his eyes tiredly, paused for a while, and then continued with the second half of the sentence, "Emperor Master of the Donghuang Dynasty... Master Taifu."

The old man in front of him was the husband of Xiao Luo, the empress of Donghuang when he was young, and he was also the only one who reached out to them when Xiao Luo and Xiao Chongyan were weak and weak, struggling to survive in the court of Donghuang and fell into a desperate situation.

Without Duan Su, there would not be the empress Xiao Luo who later became famous in the mainland, and Xiao Chongyan would have died in that cold and desperate winter long ago.

So Xiao Chongyan has always maintained a respect for this old man, and Empress Xiao Luo has always regarded Duan Su as her most trusted husband——

But now what Duansu did in Hedong, he took advantage of the empress's trust and resolutely betrayed without leaving any room for it.

Xiao Chongyan never tolerated betrayal, and never cared why they betrayed, but regarding Duan Su, he had to ask clearly for Xiao Luo.

"Mr. Duan, why did you betray?"

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"Master?"

Duan Su's expression was somewhat nostalgic: "Duan has been away from the court for hundreds of years, and I haven't heard this name for a long time... You know this, it seems that His Majesty really loves you very much."

The old man with white eyebrows and hair stood with his hands behind his back, looked around at everyone in the room, and finally his eyes fell on Xiao Chongyan, who was calm, and the smile in his eyes became more distinct.

"Your Highness will suspect Xu Yi, I expected it, but when did Your Highness doubt me?" Duan Su asked curiously, "If this arrangement tonight is just to kill a shadow puppeteer, it would be too much." Inspire the teachers and move the crowd."

"From the very beginning." Xiao Chongyan's voice was as steady as ever, "You shouldn't touch that red lotus secret letter."

Duan Su's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, and then he laughed softly: "So it's like this..."

"From the very beginning, you have been laying out the layout, pretending to be sick and weak, and trapped in the bed, but in fact it is to deceive people and control everything in the dark.

"The ghost idea that the shadow puppeteer put on Chen Qianshui seems to have been removed long ago? He stabbed Ye An and attacked Shen Ying, all of which must have been arranged by you... Finally, you asked Gu Jing to leave your side and made a look. Alone posture."

Duan Su's tone was leisurely and peaceful, slowly explaining Xiao Chongyan's layout, full of admiration.

"Such a coincidence is naturally exciting."

"Since you have seen this coincidence and are sure that the shadow puppeteer has entered the game, he will definitely die tonight." Xiao Chongyan looked calm, as if he didn't feel how shocking what he said, "Why do you still come to die?"

Ye An, who was standing by the side, suddenly raised his head, looking at the calm old man in disbelief, thinking how is this possible?

Didn't Duan Su and the shadow puppeteer join forces?Why did he push the shadow puppeteer into His Highness's bureau, and personally bury his collaborator?

He has already stood on the opposite side of His Majesty. Isn't he afraid of Huang Quan's revenge?

"Duan has been an emperor's teacher for hundreds of years, and has assisted two emperors, how can he not know the horror of the ghost clan?"

Duan Su didn't seem to want to answer Xiao Chongyan's question, but just talked to himself, as if he was explaining to Ye An.

"When the ghost clan occupies the twelve counties of Hedong, and the projection of the ghost domain falls, this small world will shatter and self-destruct. At that time, Hedong will disappear from the territory of the Donghuang Dynasty, and all the ghost clan will naturally die here together. No worries."

When he talked about the self-destruction of the Twelve Counties in Hedong in exchange for the complete annihilation of the ghost clan, his expression was very natural, without any hesitation. It is only natural and common for people to lose their lives.

"In this way, another millennium of prosperity for the Donghuang Dynasty can be guaranteed."

Xiao Chongyan frowned slightly, feeling that these remarks seemed familiar, as if someone had said this before.

"absurd!"

But Ye An had already yelled out angrily, the five fingers of the scholar in green shirt holding the folding fan were extremely hard, his knuckles turned white, and his expression was full of anger.

"In your plan, the entire 40 people in the twelve counties of Hedong will be reduced to ghosts and buried with the projection of the ghost domain - is this your no worries?"

"What is the difference between you and the ghost clan if you do this!"

"It's really naive and ignorant." Duan Su smiled with emotion, and looked at Ye An with regret and pity in his eyes, "Now you feel that everything in the world should be clear about right and wrong, and you are full of passion and justice, so you don't understand."

Under Ye An's increasingly cold eyes, Duan Su said calmly: "In the face of the big situation, sacrifice is necessary, but it is only 40 ordinary people... If only one sub-sage, or even a saint, can be sacrificed to stop the ghosts If the tribe invades, the Canglan Continent will remain peaceful for thousands of years—why not?"

As soon as these words came out, Ruokong, who had always been silent, suddenly changed his expression, and suddenly looked at Xiao Chongyan who was seated in the main seat, with a painful look of extreme guilt and self-blame in his eyes, but he didn't dare to make any sound.

However, the young man sitting in a high position has always looked indifferent, and the look in his solemn eyes is the same as before.

Only Gu Jing glanced sideways, keenly feeling that Xiao Chongyan seemed a little different at this time.

In the depths of those quiet black eyes, there seemed to be a deep and heavy tiredness hidden.

"...If you only need to sacrifice...why not?"

Duan Su's words fell on his ears, making Xiao Chongyan a little dazed, and finally remembered why he felt that sentence was very familiar.

Because thousands of years ago on the Flowing Cloud Peak, those four people who were hiding under the mist also said almost exactly the same words.

"Using the nine-point soul under the crown of the demon king, half a pair of sword bones, a body of Taoist cultivation and the realm of a saint as sacrifices, to complete the thousand-year-old peace and prosperity of the Canglan Continent—"

"Why not?"

Why not?

During those thousand days and nights on the top of Liuyun, he watched with his own eyes that his spirit and sword bones were peeled off inch by inch, and the sharp pain, like Ling Chi, never stopped for a moment. In the end, he even got used to it, and the pain was extreme. Only numbness remained.

The Canglan Continent, which he personally protected, wanted him to die in extreme pain, wanted him to die without a burial place, and wanted him to have no afterlife forever.

He wants to exchange for a peaceful and prosperous world with his own eternal doom.

They kept saying, why not?

……

……

In the silence of the room, everyone had their own thoughts and remained silent. After a long time, a low sigh came from the chief seat.

"Of course not."

Xiao Chongyan's expression was very tired, but he looked at Duansu with serious eyes: "The projection of the ghost domain will definitely not descend on the east side of the river. The ghost energy here is thin. If the high-level ghost clan descends here, it will be weakened too much."

He knew in his heart that the master of the ghost domain was extremely good at calculating, and would never do such a useless thing.And the meaning of saying this is that Duan Su's so-called plan is just wishful thinking.

But this sentence has a different meaning in the ears of others.

Duan Su looked at the aloof young prince with an indifferent expression, his heart moved, and a thoughtful look gradually appeared in his eyes.

In Xiao Chongyan's words, he seemed to be very familiar with everything in the ghost domain, and the sentence "the ghost energy in this place is thin"... Anyone who sees Hedong today would not think that under the gathering of hundreds of thousands of ghosts, the thickness is so thick that it is almost The ghostly aura of invisible objects can be described as thin.

Xiao Chongyan's saying this can only prove that he has seen a more terrifying and strong ghost aura before.

A young man who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, has experienced many fogs in the past, as if appearing out of thin air, his body is weak and he has absolutely no possibility of cultivation, but he has unrivaled superb swordsmanship and jaw-dropping talent for swordsmanship...

What's more, if Xiao Chongyan is really a descendant of the royal family who has been carefully protected by the Xiao family since he was a child, how on earth would he be able to see such a ghost?

Duan Su thought for a while, and then he understood, showing an expression that really did.

In his mind, the answer was already ready.

"Your Highness just asked me why I came here?"

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the young royal family on the main seat, smiled, and looked like a gentle elder: "I know that this is a coincidence that invites you into the urn, and you will never return, but I still want to come here—of course it is for Trying to kill you."

Faced with such a straightforward death claim, Xiao Chongyan didn't seem to care, but his expression was a little puzzled: "If you are willing to cooperate with Huangquan, you don't need Dongjun King to tie the knot. And if you want to kill me , and there is no need to betray the imperial sister—”

"You are wrong." Duan Su said in a deep voice, interrupting Xiao Chongyan's unfinished words, and said softly, "I have never betrayed His Majesty."

The expression on his face was extremely solemn and serious, and he looked at Xiao Chongyan with regret: "The emperor has no heir, and the clan has no one, so the Xiao family has naturally come to an end. And the king of Dongjun has a high level of state, and he is extremely talented in governing the country." Gao, this is the successor chosen by my husband to solve His Majesty's worries and problems... If you never show up, the Donghuang Dynasty will take over a hundred years later, it will be natural. But you showed up—"

"An orthodox bloodline of the Xiao royal family should naturally become the crown prince. But how can a sick child who lingers on the sick bed every day and looks like a useless person become the lord of a country and continue the destiny of our country for thousands of years?"

The emperor who had worked hard for the Donghuang Dynasty for hundreds of years and assisted two emperors sighed softly, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Xiao Chongyan, you are a person who shouldn't exist. Because of your existence, the situation in Donghuang, which should be stable, is in turmoil, but the invasion of the ghost domain has become irreversible..."

Duan Su's voice was very calm, but the words that came out were shockingly cruel.

"We have no time to stabilize the government, balance power, and start all over again—so we can only ask you to die."

"Hey, what are you talking about—"

Ye An raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and was about to speak, but Xiao Chongyan waved his hand to stop him.

"You're really right, it's just—cough cough! Cough cough..."

The pale young man unexpectedly opened his mouth without showing any anger. He was also very calm and composed, but he suddenly coughed violently in the middle of his speech. The gray and gloomy appearance immediately attracted the worried attention of everyone around him.

Gu Jing held his hand without hesitation, played the piano in the heart lake with spiritual power, sorted out the blood and sword energy in his body, and stabilized the soul land and sword bone mountains in the heart lake world. countless times.

Ye An took a step forward, came to Xiao Chongyan's side from the wall, put away his folding fan, and stood with his hands folded, posing an obvious guard posture.

Ruokong, a monk from Chengshuiyuan who was standing behind everyone, still looked calm and did not step forward, but a string of Buddhist beads appeared in his hand out of thin air, and then Sanskrit characters manifested from the beads, and the Buddha's light enveloped them, forming a small world , and firmly protected the sick and weak young man.

From the beginning to the end, the few people didn't say anything, but they seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they divided their duties in a very tacit understanding, and immediately protected Xiao Chongyan behind him.

Duan Su watched the actions of several people in the room without saying a word, as if Xiao Chongyan was the center, and even Ruo Kong, who had just met not long ago, was able to protect each other like this... The smile on his face that was always on his face deepened little by little, like Finally, he was sure of the soft whisper in his heart.

"Frail and sickly, unable to practice, but he has this realm of swordsmanship. Being so good at disguising, he is used to bewitching people's hearts... Is this really the case?"

Xiao Chongyan?

How could you be His Royal Highness Xiao Chongyan, Prince Chong of the Donghuang Dynasty?

Duan Su laughed softly, and spoke slowly under the inexplicable eyes of everyone, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Chongyan, why don't you kill me? I have betrayed the empress and the ghost domain, no matter what your position is , there is nothing wrong with your actions at this time... Or are you so cautious that you don't even want to have the slightest possibility of being rejected by the Empress?"

What he said was so strange that Ye An and Ruokong looked down at the same time, showing doubts.

What Duan Su said... What exactly do you want to explain?

Duan Su saw everything in his eyes, smiled slightly, and continued: "Xiao Chongyan, you are not only favored by the empress, but even the master of the ghost domain treats you differently, and ordered the ghosts under his command not to approach without authorization... It's really a good way to flatter the superior and bully the inferior, to have both ways."

He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Chongyan, his expression was gentle, but his eyes were extremely cold: "Let me guess, why are you so sure that the shadow puppeteer will not make a move?"

Xiao Chongyan glanced at him indifferently, and raised his eyebrows slightly.