The world's number one slave

After the dark night, the dawn came a little late, and the white fish maw on the horizon was slowly hidden in the morning fog, as if escaping, but also seemed helpless. Although the Qingshiban Street was filled with the cries of early risers, it became unfounded. lonely.

There were no guards standing at the entrance of the Commander's Mansion as usual, but the gate was closed tightly, and passers-by could not even hear the busy voice inside.

No matter what, Huanhuachen died, and in front of everyone, he turned into countless light spots and slowly disappeared. This is a fact that no one can erase.

But some people don't believe it, even if they saw it with their own eyes, even if the cold corpse they touched slowly disappeared.

Kneeling and standing, this posture has been going on all night, the light blue clothes are wetted by the cold fog and frost, and the black hair is like icy strands, hanging stiffly on his shoulders.The moisture hanging from the long eyelashes has spread to the roots, freezing the bloodless sadness.

His eyes looked at those hands motionlessly, it was these hands that sent him away, and the coldness was still there, but why did God make fun of him like this?

How much he wants to keep him firmly by his side, don't let go even if it hurts, he wants to let him taste the punishment that a slave who ignores his master should receive!

A drop of clear tears slid down and hit the broken rubble, ding~~ resounding in everyone's heart.

Riding a fierce horse gallops across the vast ice field and thousands of miles of desert, but it can't stop the anxious pace of the horseman.

The crooked ancient trees under the brown rubble palace are still luxuriant, and the two players playing chess in front of the mahogany window are talking and laughing.Zi Wuming sat on the wide couch with his knees bent, wearing gorgeous fiery red clothes, with a lazy expression on his handsome face, like a baby who just woke up, extremely charming.On the small sandalwood table, the black and white checkers were placed chaotically on the established grid, and the man opposite shook his head helplessly.

"Wu Ming, it was Daddy who lost." In private, Zi Luoming always called himself Daddy in front of Zi Wuming, not Zunzi, and his doting on Zi Wuming was beyond everyone's imagination.

"Hehe, my chess skills were taught by my father, and my father just let the child go." Playing casually with the white chess pieces in the stone bowl, I haven't enjoyed such a warm afternoon in several years, but now it seems that it is another kind of enjoyment.

"Haha, it's alright, daddy is tired too, he has to go back to rest earlier." He can somewhat guess what his own child is thinking, after years of wandering outside, he finally has his own thoughts, Zi Luoming is very pleased .It is a debt to him for not giving him complete maternal love. All I can do is to give him a perfect future.

"The child will greet you later."

"Ah."

Some hunchbacked figures are imprinted in Zi Wuming's mind. His father, who has not seen him for several years, has his eyes covered with age.The long and narrow Danfeng eyes are slightly narrowed, and the head is lowered as if thinking about something, and seems to be taking a nap, but the bright red color tells us that even so, there is no chance of a surprise attack.

The maple leaves moved slightly, and a gust of east wind came out. A few dead leaves hovered in the air and slowly fell towards the ground. A stunning face appeared in front of my eyes. It was so beautiful, and the pink lips that were lightly parted even made people want to stop. How could there be such a delicate and charming man in the world? !

The white skin, slender legs, and even the waist are fascinating, and Zi Wuming can even imagine the enchanting appearance of that person when he is acting like a baby in his arms.

"Ah~ my beauty, do you know that my body and mind tremble for you!"

"Uh~~ Master, Dong... Oriental Express!" Zi Wuming stretched out his hand in front of the window, with well-defined knuckles, slender and tender, denser and more graceful than a woman's hand, the only shortcoming is the extra head at this moment.

The person who came to report blushed a little on the spot. As expected of his master, he had a clear grasp of his sudden appearance and the exact location, and even knew what his face looked like under the veil.

"Ahem, say!" The corners of his mouth twitched, the original beautiful dream was broken, Zi Wuming didn't bother to withdraw his hand, and patted the visitor's head to signal his excitement.

"The night before yesterday, Mo City Commander's Mansion was attacked, Lie Shan Wushang was seriously injured, and Hua Chen died." Zi Wuming heard every word clearly, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but when he thought of Hua Chen's imminent When the flowers are in full bloom, the whole face is pale.

"What did you say?! Hua Chen is dead?!" Grabbing the collar of the visitor, the visitor's little face turned pale with fright, as if he didn't understand the situation just now.

"Yes, everyone saw it with their own eyes. Under the white light, Hua Chen exhausted all his strength, and finally even the corpse turned into golden light and disappeared."

"No, it's impossible, how is this possible?!" Isn't there Lie Shan Wushang, isn't Huayue, a disciple of Hidden Medicine Valley, a genius doctor? How could so many people around him hurt him? !Why did it happen as soon as he turned around?

"What else?!" His eyes were wide open, his hands were trembling, but at the moment he was afraid, how could Huanhuachen die like this, without his consent, how could he die so casually? !

"I heard that Lie Shan Wushang has gone crazy, and the entire Mo City is now paralyzed." It means that now is an excellent time to attack.But what Zi Wuming could think of now was the blow that Huanhuachen's death had on him.

The sudden change disturbed the heart of this mighty man.A sweaty red horse galloped on the desert ice field without stopping, crossing ravines, mountains, plains, and rivers. The red figure on the saddle looked at the distant east with his eyes burning with anxiety.

In the silent Commander's Mansion, even the family's house in the backyard has lost its usual singing.Liu Butuo was tossing and turning outside the door of the north chamber, several days had passed, Lie Shan Wushang locked himself in the house without eating or drinking, let alone letting anyone in, if this continues, he might die.

It doesn't matter how Lie Shan Wushang wants to be, but don't let something happen to Liu Butuo's house, if His Highness reprimands him, nine lives won't be enough for him.But things have come to this point, all he can do is to pray to God to take pity on him, and pity on this man who is trapped by love.

"Mr. Yue, you are here." He walked quickly to Huayue with his short legs, Liu Butuo's anxious face showed great concern. There is no one here that is not related to Huanhuachen. Well, it's okay for Kouxi's two children to cry, the most worrying thing is Huayue and Qianli in front of them.

Huayue is Huanhuachen's fellow apprentice, so it goes without saying that the two of them needn't talk about it, but Qianli heard that Huanhuachen is still his savior, no wonder there was such a commotion.

"Haven't you come out yet?" Her fair face was bloodless, her deeply embedded eye sockets were covered with bloodshot eyes, and her pale lips opened and closed feebly.

"Oh, no, it's been several days and nights, and there's no sound in the house. It's making people worry to death."

Looking at the Yanlu guarding outside the closed door, Huayue sighed helplessly, Huanhuachen's death was too unexpected, and the blow it brought to everyone was too great, I wanted to let them forget it for a while. , I'm afraid it's not that easy.

I wrote a letter to the master of Yinyao Valley that night, but I haven't replied yet.How to say, he also has to be responsible for Huanhuachen, he will be his brother for a day, and he will be his brother for life. In his heart, Huanhuachen is like his own brother, although he is sometimes mischievous and willful.

The house in the west wing is still under construction, and Yun Qing and the others have taken over the affairs of the mansion with full authority. The coffin customized a few days ago has been transported outside the door in the morning, and several strong men were ordered to carry it to the inner courtyard.

Hearing the noise outside, Huayue frowned, Huanhuachen's death had hit him hard, and now his head is blurred, upset by such noise.

"Who is outside, so noisy!" Some angry voices, this is the first time Liu Butuo has seen Huayue like this, in his heart Huayue is a perfect male god, with gentle words, handsome appearance, first-class body, first-class medical skills, and treats others Life is even more first-class.

"The coffin custom-made for Playboy has arrived, Mr. Yun and the others should be discussing the tomb."

A person cannot be resurrected after death, no matter how sad he is, he cannot be turned into a lonely ghost. Although Huanhuachen's body has been wiped out, setting up a grave is still a comfort to the soul.

boom!The big red wooden door shattered into slag and splashed into the courtyard.

A loud noise sounded behind the people, and the sound outside the door stopped abruptly.Yun Qing looked puzzled, looked through Huayue to the inner courtyard of the west chamber, Lie Shan Wushang was staring at him, the anger and resentment in his eyes were directly hitting his heart.

Mommy's Beibei coaxing, his mother, what's going on, it seems that he just did something unreasonable, and made that god of death stare at him.

His black hair was loose, like a soulless wild ghost, and the light blue clothes were stained and stained, but it was the one that hadn't been changed since that day.His bloodshot eyes glared at the door, and his decadent body regained some energy only when he heard about Huanhuachen.

"Who told you to do this?!" A thunderous roar penetrated the entire commanding mansion, and everyone stopped what they were doing, not daring to make the slightest movement.

Who is messing with this Hades again!

But no one answered.

"I ask you who did this!"

Lie Shan Wushang at this moment is like a wolf that came out of a mass grave, making no one dare to bully him.Those furious eyes seemed to be able to see through a person's heart, and could crush it with just one movement.

"Your Highness, please calm down, they are also thinking of Huachen." Blocking Lie Shan Wushang's sight, Huayue stepped forward, at this moment Lie Shan Wushang was like a wounded lion, if he provoked him again, the consequences would be disastrous.

Yun Qing and the others quietly left with interest, and Liu Butuo also moved tremblingly and sneaked away. It is better to leave such a thing to Huayue, they are not hard bones, and they will die when they meet a lion.

"Your Highness, Chen'er, I have already left." Although he knew that this sentence was disrespectful, he still wanted to say that he was also in great pain. Huanhuachen was his junior brother and someone he loved very much. With a long heart, he watched him pass away at such a young age.

But what the living should do is not to sink into pain blindly, but to stand up, avenge him, and avenge him.

"I don't allow you to say that, he is still alive, he must be alive!" Striving to grab Huayue's arms, Lie Shan Wushang shook his body vigorously, the tears in his eyes rolled down uncontrollably , "He must be alive..."

"Since he is still alive, why are you doing this?"

"I……"

"You also know that he can't come back, why are you doing this?"

"But, I'm so unwilling, I'm really unwilling..." The two tear stains on Junmei's face were steaming in late autumn, and the sound of sobbing came from Huayue's shoulder. He really needed a shoulder to relieve him. His disguise, that wounded heart, was so desperate, but he still had to live, in this world without him.

"I went to see the ruins in the morning and found some rainbow spirits that hadn't been blown away." Still alive, so he went to the ruins, hoping to find some clues.

"Rainbow Spirit?" Painful thoughts slowly came to his senses, and tears fell down his face. Lie Shan Wushang looked at Huayue suspiciously. He had never heard of Rainbow Spirit.

"A thing that creates illusions, but why does it appear here?" There are only a few rainbow spirits left on the ruins. If I am not a doctor, I am afraid I will not be able to find them. But this rainbow spirit was produced in southern Xinjiang and has been lost for a hundred years. If it is not recorded in medical books, I am afraid no one will know.

As if grasping at straws, Lie Shan Wushang's hands were trembling, he looked at Huayue tremblingly, longing for his answer.

"what do you mean……"

"I don't know, but I can't rule it out. After all, I haven't heard of the severing of the energy veins that can make people turn into stars and disappear." But this is just his guess, and the rainbow spirit needed to create a large-scale fantasy Not a few, although everyone was shocked at the time, but for him, who is skilled in medicine, the use of drugs can still be distinguished immediately.

"You mean Chen'er is still alive?!" Hua Chen is still alive, he is still alive, this kind of news can almost make him die of joy, no matter what, as long as he is still alive, he can make up for it. There is still a chance to pay back.

"But he did die in front of everyone."

"No, it's not important, the important thing is that he is still alive, thank you Mr. Yue." Uh... Huayue can only express her helplessness to this. The person who was about to die just now is full of joy like a rewarded child Huanhuachen was so important to him, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"It goes without saying that whoever caused the trouble will have to pay with his life."

Well, this is the ruthless Lie Shan Wushang, that's right, look at the vicious eyes and the expression of not giving up until the goal is reached, God hurry up and throw a big tree to kill him, pure face-changing fairy !

Lie Shan Wushang led Wuge's people into the crowd and quickly ran towards the mansion of Noble Xue in Xicheng, with a murderous aura soaring to the sky.

But the west side is already in chaos, corpses are strewn across the high walls, blood is pouring everywhere, dripping, and the surrounding ponds are already bathed in red demon pools, water, ground, rockeries, branches, and even the eaves are everywhere. It's all broken limbs, these people have been dismembered!

The bewitching red stood in the center of the courtyard, his irrational eyes turned a deaf ear to the red liquid dripping from his hands, evil and tyranny filled the man's heart.

"You were the one who sent people to attack and kill Huanhuachen at night, right?" A punch hit Xue Ren's face fiercely, there was only a click, the cheekbone broke, and the teeth burst out. The pain made Xue Ren almost faint In the past, but those slender hands grabbed his collar tightly so that he could not move.Which temple monk has he provoked? He doesn't have the slightest impression of this beauty, so how could he get into trouble?

"Woo~~" He wanted to speak, but he couldn't control his tongue, and he was sweating profusely. This person's fist could almost kill him, no, his life was already in this person's hands.

But he was still depressed about the night attack. After sending so many people, only one person came back with his life saved. The other party wiped out all his elite troops without spending a single soldier. It stands to reason that this is not the way the plot develops. .

"Hehe, do you know how much my heart hurts? No, you don't know." Another punch, with the same voice, Xue Ren's ears, nose and eyes were already bleeding profusely, and his eagle eyes slowly lost their luster. It became dim and out of focus, he was slandering in his heart, Grandma, at least let him say something, your one-man show is not boring.

"Puuu..." A loud fart came out of Xue Ren very cooperatively, and the heavens were also very powerful. There was a gust of turbulent wind, and the smell blew all over the courtyard.

Suddenly, the birds on the tree stopped singing, the fish in the water stopped swimming, and the surroundings suddenly became silent.

Zi Wuming laughed, but Xue Ren cried.His head is pinched in other people's hands, like a crystal ball used to cast spells and magic, but he is the most effective.I have been reciting a bit lately. Since I entered Mocheng, nothing has gone smoothly. Now it is good. My life is really in danger. If I knew he was still staying in his hometown, why do I have to expand my ambition and take in all the beauties in the world? into the bosom.

"Die!" There was a loud bang, and the white brain was mixed with the red blood and sprayed all around, splashing all over the ground, and the eyeballs full of fear hung on the branches in the distance, dragging behind. Long nerve cords.

Taking off his coat, which was originally red or was stained red with blood, Zi Wuming walked out of the gate without looking back, his account has not yet been settled.

He has to confirm whether Huanhuachen is dead or not, but it is a sin to let such scum stay in the world and let him live one more day.

The bloody smell that makes people vomit wafts from the open gate. Red liquid seems to ooze from the arc-shaped street, and the colors of the rainbow hover faintly in the sunlight, but there is no one on the street. People are scared by the facts in front of them. Dazed, the cruelty of war can make them forget the pain, but such a cruel scene is hard to forget in their hearts.

No one reported to the officials, and no one even came to watch. Xue Guigui, whose head was blown off, was left in the sun, together with the incomplete remains.

This is called self-inflicted evil.