The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

The capital city is at the foot of the Son of Heaven. It is prosperous like a brocade and has a large population. In a city, what happens every day can be passed on in an instant. The Wan'an Temple in the suburbs of Beijing is located in a remote place, but it is very quiet. It is effective, and many ladies like to go there to pray for a few days.

The princess of Rui County Prince's Mansion will also go to Wan'an Temple in the suburbs of Beijing to pray for the dead child, and it has already spread.

A group of hundreds of people guarded the luxury carriage surrounded by maids and servants, and they left the city under the awe-inspiring eyes of the people.

The road was difficult, but the coachman and the guards who drove the carriage were all masters of riding and archery. They walked on flat ground without any delay in the journey. After setting off at noon, it took only an hour to see the glazed spire in the distance and hear the sound of evening drums and morning bells.

A corner of the curtain on the carriage was lifted, and the snow-white catkins were looming, Xue Yuyan's eyes lightly swept over the trembling trees, except for the flying birds, there was nothing wrong with it.

The curtain was lowered and the horse team went away. He pushed aside the green leaves in front of him with one hand and watched those people leave with a smile. He held a small bird in his hand and whispered: "Thanks for your help, but the guard The ground is really tight..."

With a vertical posture, the green shadow integrated with the surrounding forest has turned from another more remote path towards Wan'an Temple.

In Wan'an Temple, the sound of bells and drums in the morning and evening, with a peaceful atmosphere, accompanied by the smoke from the incense candles, the woman kneeling on the bed in the middle of the hall, her face was covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly .

Xue Yuyan's lips have been moving silently, holding a small mallet in one hand, tapping on the small wooden fish every time she silently recites scriptures, she has maintained this for three hours, with a pious look, Like a true buddhist, his pale face was peaceful.

Rumei was outside the hall, with anxiety in her eyes, she was very worried about Xue Yuyan's body, but Xue Yuyan's stubbornness made her unable to persuade her, so she could only wait outside.

Rumei turned around, making the guards outside the hall dazzled.

"Hey, how can Miss's body bear it..."

Rumei couldn't help but stepped over the palace door, lifted her skirt, walked lightly, and approached the woman with closed eyes cautiously.

"Miss, it's time to eat, you..."

Xue Yuyan knocked Muyu's hand for a while, Xue Yuyan sighed, but she didn't get angry, she put the small mallet on the wooden fish's side lightly: "Forget it, you are not a quiet person, why do you do something quiet?"

Xue Yuyan stood up with Rumei's support, but she staggered and almost fell down.

"Miss, how are you doing?"

Looking at Xue Yuyan's paler face, Rumei was worried.

"Don't worry, I won't die..."

Xue Yuyan smiled self-deprecatingly, turned her head, and looked at the smiling and compassionate Buddha at the top of the hall, her eyelashes trembling, and with inexplicable pain, she walked outside the hall. The moonlight swirls, they are obviously beautiful, and they are also treasures of the world, but they are destined to become supporting roles.

As for the moon, it only needs to bloom its own light, hang quietly in the middle of the sky, and only need to accept the light actively contributed by those stars, so that it can become the most shining bright beauty at night.

All the stars hold the moon, there is always a person who can get the wholehearted admiration of others, but doesn't know how to cherish it.

The weakness on Xue Yuyan's face and the sadness in her eyes all disappeared, and her pale face became even paler, but it was no longer a pityable beauty, but a coldness as hard as ice.

"Rumei..."

"What's your order, miss?"

"There are a few exits from Wan'an Temple, let them let people in..."

The light in Xue Yuyan's eyes shone with a strange color, a little scary.

"Miss, what are you going to do? The most important thing now is your safety!"

Because Rumei couldn't believe it, she raised her voice slightly, and after attracting people's attention, she quickly lowered her voice: "Miss, those people belong to my uncle, and my uncle's order is not to let outsiders disturb you, to protect your safety , they won't let people in for no reason..."

Xue Yuyan's face that had been lowered all this time finally lifted up, her eyes were deep, like an undercurrent flowing through a thousand years of unceasing heavy danger: "Rumei, I know that my father gave you manpower, so don't let me down!"

"Miss……"

Rumei's body trembled, her beautiful face turned pale, and she almost fell to her knees. Xue Yuyan hooked her lips, but only raised a corner, smiling creepily: "Tonight, there is me without him, there is him without me!"

She has already made up her mind, since Murong Qi's order is that unless Jun Tianyao can harm her in Wan'an Temple, then he can use the well-arranged net to let Jun Tianyao die, otherwise, if Jun Tianyao has been in Wan'an Temple If he wandered around the An Temple and never hurt him, then Murong Qi's people would just let him go and let Jun Tianyao hide in the dark like a poisonous snake, making people sleepless.

She has been waiting for Jun Tianyao to come and kill her, what a good opportunity this is, how could he not come.

The little monk led them to a relatively large side room. Although the decoration in the room was simple, it was not shabby. Ru Mei retreated from Xue Yuyan's eyes, gritted her teeth, and walked out. However, she did not sit down to eat first, instead she leisurely took out a small porcelain vase with blue butterflies painted on it from her bosom, walked to the small three-legged tripod that was emitting green smoke, and pointed her slender fingers , gently twisted the lid and put it aside, then, with a thumb lift, the lid of the porcelain bottle slipped off smoothly, the wrist poured down, and with a slight shake, the light pink powder exuding an elegant fragrance fell into the small cauldron. After being smoked and roasted, the pink drug foam faded a little bit, and in an instant, it was completely integrated with the original sandalwood.

Just now there was a different scent of flowers, already like the color of powder, completely covered by the scent of sandalwood, her nostrils trembled slightly, and all she could smell was the scent of sandalwood, Xue Yuyan's eyes were extremely bright, as if there was a sky full of The stars fell in the deep darkness, making people unconsciously attracted.

Cover the lid, sit in front of the couch, pick up the bowls and chopsticks, pick up a piece of green vegetables, lightly part the red lips, eat elegantly and quietly, with a beautiful posture, as if it is not eating, but a dance, but in this At that moment, the sound of buckling sounded outside the door. In this dark night, it was particularly noticeable. Xue Yuyan put down her chopsticks, took out a handkerchief from her arms, and casually wiped her lips that were not stained with anything at all: "Come in... ..."

There was a creaking sound from the wooden door, and a small black crossbow shot towards Xue Yuyan's throat. It was so fast and precise that it was impossible to avoid it.