MTL - The World of the Pirate Consort-Chapter 142
He seized Jinpa from his sleeve and was about to wipe the blood off the machete, and he heard a cry from behind him. Suddenly he looked back and hurried forward a few steps, his gaze suddenly fixed.
She didn't expect it to be like this.
The evening light shone quietly in the alley, and Yi Lengxue rested peacefully under a locust tree. She looked very serene. Her beautiful face was even more beautiful under the setting sun, and she felt like she was asleep.
Xuebai's skirt was spread out underground, and the locust flowers in the basket spilled to the ground. Blood dripped from her chest and onto the white locust flowers, red and dazzling.
Xie Se widened his eyes and looked at this strange scene, Yi Lengxue was killed.
She felt something heavy down from her chest, and closed her eyes closed, otherwise it seemed a bit beautiful.
He opened his eyes again and saw Yiliang and the maid in pink. The maid saw that it was exquisite,
They stood not far in front of her, Yi Liang's mouth opened wide, exquisite eyes widened.
He bowed his head and looked at the crescent knife in his hand, which was dripping with blood, and was suddenly speechless.
If this is a trap, the person who arranged the trap is really an expert!
"You killed my mother!" Yi Liang said, the child said with a trembling voice.
"She may not be dead yet, what you should do now is to go to the doctor!" Seser smiled slightly and added, "I didn't kill it!"
"You killed my mother! You killed my mother! ..." Yi Liang continued, his fist clenched tightly. He said unknowingly, it seemed that he would not say anything other than this sentence. Finally his voice became louder and louder, and finally he became a cry. After all, still a child!
Suther suddenly felt a sense of weakness. She stroked her forehead and considered whether she was about to run away. Anyway, this face is not his true face, big deal, it will no longer be easy to look into this face in the future, it is estimated that Linglong and Yiliang can not recognize themselves.
The footsteps have not moved yet, and Yi Liang was caught by him. He clutched his clothes tightly and shouted, "You pay my mother, you pay my mother, you pay my mother ... my mother ... My dear said that he was going to make me Huaihua cake. You will pay my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law can no longer make me Huaihua cake. "
He quietly pushed away Yiliang, and when he looked up, there was a sound of footsteps in front of him, and he saw Linglong lead his party.
It's so fast coming.
The last rays of the setting sun shone on Ye Wuyan. As a prince, he preferred dark-colored clothes. Wearing it on him was very luxurious and calm.
He saw Suther, his body was shocked, and then he saw Yiliang pulling Suther, and finally, his eyes fixed on Yi Lengxue.
He stood there, deep in the dark eyes, without any expression, it was impossible to guess what he was thinking!
The old doctor Yan Yanyi, who was standing beside him, didn't need to say anything, so he ran over and started to look at the injuries for Yi Lengxue. Probably when Yun Qingkang was not in the house, it was the old doctor who saw the doctor.
A few of the maids also hurriedly ran over, and laid Yi Lengxue flat on the ground. Because of the emergency, Yan Yuyi did not care about the difference between men and women. With the tacit consent of Ye Yanyan, he tore off Yi Lengxue's chest and saw the bleeding wound.
The wound was long and thin. It didn't look like the sword penetrated, but it seemed to be cut by a very thin and sharp blade. For example, a crescent scimitar like Selse.
The last rays of the setting sun finally disappeared, and the alleyway was suddenly dark, and even the air was trembling.
He hurriedly held his knife and looked at Yewuyan.
After this momentary look, Seoru realized that Yewuyan had recognized her, or she had recognized her long ago.
Under such circumstances, the two stood silently and looked at each other for a while.
In the twilight of darkness, he fixedly stared at the smokeless eyes at night. The smoke-free eyes at night are a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, and there is an extraordinary and refined charm between the circulation. At this moment, his eyes were narrowed, his eyes were strangely gentle, like the bright moon in the dark night, and the flowing water in the south of the river were reflected in his bright pupil.
"Master, that's him. He's going to kill Mrs. Yi! The wife used to collect locust flowers to make locust cakes for the good-looking son. The slave and the good-looking son just went back and took a basket. "You need revenge for Mrs. Yi!" Linglong shouted sharply.
Faced with exquisite accusations, Seder smiled coldly, and a black sneer flashed in the black eyes, "Did you see that I killed her? Is this the blood-stained knife?" This is Ye Wu No wonder the maids in Yanfu set aside to take care of Yi Lengxue.
She sneered and sneered, her slender jade fingers holding pure white Jinpa, slowly wiping her crescent machete, her movements were gentle, clear and transparent. The machete lightened because of her wiping. The colder, the cold and clear blade shone brightly into her eyes.
"You knife ... it's a weapon, even if you wipe it clean, we all see it!" Linglong said, she didn't recognize the crescent moon scimitar.
Gently glanced exquisitely, squinting and smiling: "I'm not trying to destroy the physical evidence you think. I don't want to stain my machete. Since you appreciate your wife so much, you think it's your wife Jin Gui Blood, then you can keep this, in case she really dies, you can keep thinking about it! "
Let's just talk, and with a careless stretch of finger, Jinpa with blood in his hand hits Linglong like a blast.
Wu Linglong reached out to pick it up, but expects that the hidden device of the slim boy is not so easy to catch. The Jinpa's strength was extremely sharp. She wiped her fingers and rushed directly to her face. She only heard a "snap" and hit her nose hard. Linglong felt only a sore nose and two nosebleeds meandering. Flowed out.
Wu Linglong exclaimed, covered her nose, and took a few steps back before she stood still. She looked at the cold black eyes, her face gradually pale.
"Why did you kill her?" Cold and unpredictable, no smoke at night suddenly spoke, the voice was always cold, as if the moon hanging on the eaves of the ice, only to get into the heart, the piercing heart hurt. And those eyes were also very cold, and there seemed to be a lingering mist inside, like a deep cold lake that people could not see to the end.
His hands shaking with a knife trembled slightly, his lips twitching a smile.
It turned out that the gentleness she just had was just an instant illusion!
"Naturally it was for the five pills! The evil boy had a cold poison, and the king did not give it. I heard that she still has five pills, so I only snatched it." Seser lifted his eyes and said slowly, a pair of Qing His eyes stared coldly at his eyes.
Why did you kill her?
I only identified her as a murderer in just one sentence.
He never trusted her. At the beginning, at the cliff of Heishan, she said it wasn't her. He never believed her. Now, for this woman, he chose not to believe her again. She really suspected that the relationship between her and him was just her one-man show, and he had never been involved.
She sighed softly, sighed very lightly, but filled with Sheng Shengduo lost. Does she really love this man? No matter how old the past is, why mention it again, it was just a cool breeze blowing through the cuffs and disappearing in an instant.
Yan Ye's smokeless eyes stagnate, the hand in the sleeve becomes a fist, and the nails sink deeply into the flesh. The dark eyes gradually became congested, and in the eyes of others, it seemed that Yi Lengxue was angry and injured.
He sneered sneerly, turned out, did he still care about Che? But he didn't even give her medicine. Her Cheer was tortured by cold, but Yi Liangxue's child, Yi Liang, had medicine. This is obviously Aiwu and Wu, she still thought silly that everything four years ago, because he sympathized with Yi Lengxue, today it seems that it is not at all!
"Take him down!" The cold light in Ye Wuyan's eyes suddenly jumped up. He stepped back slowly and reached out to support the trunk of the locust tree on the side of him. A tree of locust flowers fluttered up and down, covering his shoulder that struck the dark black jacket.
Howling wind blew through the alley, blowing Jiang Seisei's clothes fluttering, there was a graceful attitude toward the wind.
看着 She looked at Ye Wuyan coldly and ordered, and saw him walk slowly to Yi Lengxue, and watch him lean over to Yi Lengxue to look at the wound. It seemed as if there were tens of thousands of sharp knives in the heart.
I can't help smiling, this feeling is really **** wonderful.
For the past four years, my heart has been as stagnant as a slight wave. The pain that year was scarred, but it was once again uncovered by his relentlessness, and even sprinkled with salt.
I was very painful, of course, clenching my fists.
The night is smoke-free, and one day, this taste should let him taste it!
Dozens of silhouettes, besieging her from the alley. These are his guards, all of whom are silent, with brilliant eyes in his eyes, all masters in Wuzhong! He smiled coldly, wondering if he could escape from him today! Speaking of which, this is a big challenge!
I was afraid that the scimitar that had just been cleaned would be stained with blood again, and whispered quietly.
"Excuse me, I do n’t know what to do if he takes it down?" Seyouyou asked, but she really wanted to know what she would do if she took it without smoke at night, would it let her go against Yi Lengxue. He, but would rather hurt a thousand people than change Yi Lengxue's life.
Yan Ye's smokeless face was gloomy, and he said relentlessly: "That naturally depends on the severity of your wife's injury! If your wife is dead, you have to be buried."
He raised his face and took a deep breath, and a fascinating smile drew from his lips. She turned her head, her eyes cleared, looking at the guards around her. The sword light and sword came to attack from side to side. Under the strong agitation of anger, Seser leaped up, his shirt fluttered negligently, and bloomed like a flower in the thick ink color.
