"Ye Qingge, how dare you scold me for being sick!" Bei Yueming, who was a thousand-year-old iceberg, said angrily. He was born noble and admired by thousands of people. When did he suffer such insults?

Qingge shrugged and said helplessly: "Prince, this is what you said by yourself."

The moon was bright and the night was late, and the faint breeze lifted Qingge's black hair, covering half of the face covered with purple-red birthmarks. In an instant, the originally dull appearance suddenly became stunning, just like a dazzling diamond after processing, dazzling.

In an instant, Bei Yueming was fascinated, and when the three thousand black hairs fell on his shoulders again and the purple-red birthmark appeared again, Bei Yueming's eyes were disappointed again.

He stopped arguing with Qingge, and turned to the black golden carriage. The night was thick and his mind was distracted.

Ye Xue stood at the door, half of her face was buried in the night. All Bei Yueming's expression just now fell into her eyes. Her hands were clenched tightly in her wide sleeves. Ye Xue looked at Qingge's eyes like a poisonous snake, and was green and green.

She turned and left, and Qingge also brought Xiao Rufeng and Mo Xie into the carriage.

Qingge was about to cross the threshold, but a low voice came from his ears.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, my sister's charm is getting bigger and bigger."

Qingge turned his head and looked at the stone pillar at the door. A man in a moon-white robe stood against the pillar with a neither salty smile on his lips, his temples were cut like a knife, his hair was black, his eyes were silent like ghosts and monsters, as if he was born to merge with the dark night.

Ye Wuhen!

"Ye Wuhen and Yeshuiqin committed adultery..."

Qingge suddenly remembered Ye Yu's words, and looked at Ye Wuhen's eyes and couldn't help but darken.

"The night is dark and the wind is high, and the young master carefully flashed his waist." Qingge said lightly.

Ye Wuhen: "..." What the hell is this?

Ye Wuhen gradually approached Qingge and stopped just one step away from Qingge. He raised his hand and his broad palm passed through the air, as if he had put in full force and slapped Qingge's face.

Qingge remained silent, did not frown, his eyes remained unchanged, and he was as peaceful as he was, and he was not surprised when he changed.

The palm wind lifted a shattered hair in front of Qingge's forehead, but Ye Wuhen's hand stopped on Qingge's side face, hooking a strand of black hair in front of his ears behind his ears.

Ye Wuhen bent down and leaned against Qingge's ears, and the heat sprayed on Qingge's ears, "I look forward to your performance tomorrow and at the wedding."

As the sound fell, afterimage passed, and the song raised his eyes, the person in front of him had long disappeared.

Come without shadow, go without trace, move to the extreme, and your strength is unfathomable.

Qingge looked at the bright moonlight, and an ice-blue crescent moon reflected in her dark eyes, which was strange and profound.

Although she didn't know what Ye Wuhen was thinking or conspiracy, things seemed to be getting more and more interesting...

Days.

The morning light is dim, and the fish belly is white in the east. A rising sun rises slowly, and the holy luster falls on the vast earth, with a vast color.

Since Qingge came to the four-star continent, he has the habit of running morning every day, sweating profusely, breaking his own limits, which makes him feel so happy.

Qingge finished running and changed into clean clothes after taking a shower. At this time, Lin Chen was walking from outside, holding a tray in his hand, and there were several neatly folded clothes on it.

Lin Chen put the tray on the table and said, "Miss Three, this is the clothes sent by Young Master Xiao. I hope the lady can wear them tonight and during the wedding ceremony."

"I'm here to help you." Qingge said.

"Miss Three, I'm going to leave here and go out for training in a while. Maybe I'll come back in three to five years." Lin Chen hesitated for a while and said.

"Why?" Qingge was puzzled, "After the wedding ceremony, grandpa will introduce you to the emperor, and his future is already decided."

Lin Chen curled his lips and smiled refreshedly, "If the Great Elder really introduced me to the emperor, with my current strength, the emperor will definitely send someone to protect me. Those are like cages for me. It is better to take this opportunity to go out and stroll. Even if you lose, you will be a hero again in 18 years, at least I don't regret it."

Qingge looked at him for a long time, and said, "When did you tell grandpa about this?"

"I will tell the Great Elder these days."

Lin Chen said: "I have an apprentice under my command. Although he is cunning, he is not bad-hearted and very agile. After I leave, he may be able to help you Miss."

"You don't have to do so much for me, you don't owe me anything at all."

Qingge walked to the table, carried the teapot, poured the tea into the cup, poured a cup of tea, picked it up, and put it in Lin Chen's hand, "This is the snow leaf tea brought by Brother Mo, it is sweet and moist, drink it."

Lin Chen took the teacup and took advantage of the hot mouth to drink it. He closed his eyes and felt the fragrance of tea lingering in his throat.

After drinking the tea, Lin Chen lowered his head and his voice came from the heart, "Miss, I really don't owe you anything, it's just that I want to be nice to you. Miss, you are kind-hearted, and people can't help but want to be nice to you."

Qingge was stunned, her fingers holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble. A feeling of complexity arose, and a cold feeling rose from the soles of her feet and poured into the sky spirit cover. Her mind was blank. Qingge stood in front of the table, at a loss.

After a while, Qingge sat down on the pear wooden chair next to her, with her hands on the handle. Her eyes were a little dry, and the scene in front of her was very blurry and unclear.

His eyes shifted little by little, falling on Lin Chen, and Qingge's voice was mixed with hoarseness, "No, you were wrong, I'm not kind, I'm very vicious."

While killing and laughing, I didn't blink, countless lives were wiped out, and my seemingly fair hands were actually stained with blood that could not be washed.

Qingge vaguely remembers that the first time she killed someone was when she was seven years old. At that time, she was holding a silent gun newly developed by the organization in her hand. When facing the enemy, she really couldn't show the courage to kill.

And while she was hesitating, the gun in the enemy's hand pierced her knees. She widened her eyes in pain and pulled the trigger in panic. The gunshots silently, and the bullets pierced the enemy's eyebrows...

From then on, she embarked on a brave and brave road, with no flowers on the end, and only thorns accompanied her forever.

"Maybe it's because my subordinates are wrong..."

Lin Chen's voice pulled Qingge's consciousness back from the edge of memory, "However, even if the lady kills many people, I only believe that they should kill."

Qingge looked at Lin Chen in surprise. The young man was tall and tall, wearing a gray old Chen robe, as stable as Mount Tai, with clear eyebrows, thin lips tightly pursed, and his eyebrows like distant mountains were often frowning, as if he had troubles, and had a unique charm.

Lin Chen looked at Qingge calmly, and there was no other feeling in his black eyes, like the stream under the small bridge, which was plain and surprising, calm, but very real.

Even if you kill many people, they should kill them.

Qingge still remembers this sentence when he is dying.

Qingge didn't know how Lin Chen left, but she knew that in her lifetime, she had another friend in distress.
Chapter completed!