All the hustle and bustle in the world seems to have been disconnected, there is no sound, no sight, only a blank blank in my mind.
The kiss was cold and light, but it seemed to take away Xia Qingluan's entire soul. She raised her eyes in panic. The deep black eyes that were so close could not be seen to the bottom, like an abyss that would never be recovered. After sinking, there would be no way out.
But, what does this really mean? Is it because we love each other to the extreme and do not distinguish between each other, or is it because we hate each other to the extreme and are willing to destroy the world?
Such a pair of cold and heartless eyes was not what she wanted at all.
A chaotic aura mixed with anger was drawn out from the plain white sleeves, and thin red strings spread around two figures, one black and one white, and tightened instantly. Xia Qingluan pushed away the heavy body, but seemed to have forgotten
How to restore breathing.
Wei Moyan let go of his hand, and the flames in his eyes cooled down little by little. On the side of his face, the clenched fist showed a frightening bluish-white color due to excessive force. The tight string cut his slender fingers, and blood dripped down his cheeks.
It winds down and dyes Xia Qingluan's fingertips red.
"I asked you to kill him and you refused, but you were so merciless to me." With a bitter sneer hanging at the corner of his mouth, Wei Moyan opened his hand, and his blood-stained love fell to the ground, mixing with dust.
into a dirty color.
Who is important and who is not important? Why bother asking?
It turns out that my joy is just wishful thinking and a joke.
Steady footsteps sounded outside the conference hall. The master of the pavilion originally planned to discuss the trip to Luoyang at this time, but when Lu Hanhai and his party entered the conference hall, what they saw was a red string with a heart full of murderous intent, and
Pavilion Master Wei Moyan had a dull look in his eyes and blood was dripping from his hands.
"Young Master!" Yun Yirong, who was accompanying him, screamed. He even forgot that he should call him Pavilion Master. He picked up the hem of his skirt and ran over. However, he was so frightened by Wei Moyan's stern expression that he did not dare to move without permission.
There was no need to explain the scene in front of him. Shen Yuqing's face darkened. Regardless of whether he was Hongxian's opponent or not, he stepped forward with his sword and swung it straight at the white figure.
"stop!"
The violet-colored figure stood behind Xia Qingluan, and the powerful scimitar was blocked before the bloodthirsty moment. It was actually Zixiu who took action to resist the sword for Xia Qingluan.
"Master Purple Sleeve Hall, you see clearly, this witch wants to assassinate the master!" Shen Yuqing gritted her teeth and put down the knife bitterly.
No matter how confused the people around them were at the argument, the two people standing in the center remained silent, with confusion and pain in their deliberately averted eyes. These two were prouder than anyone else and had higher self-esteem than anyone else.
How could a person bow to the other person first at such a time?
"Okay, put your swords away. This is a matter between the pavilion master and Miss Hongxian. We are not allowed to interfere." Zi Xiu glanced at the two of them and sighed slightly.
I don't know what the misunderstanding is, but Hongxian is a little impulsive, how can he attack him? People who can't hurt him will leave scars on his heart that will not stop bleeding.
"Someone, get her for me."
A cold and decisive voice came out of Wei Moyan's mouth, and everyone stood there in shock and couldn't believe their ears.
"Can't you understand what I'm saying? Take Hongxian down and put him in a water prison."
Shaozai's breath stagnated, and he half-knelt on the ground: "Pavilion Master, think twice! Miss Hongxian was just impulsive..."
"Colluding with the Chonghua Sect and secretly meeting with Shaoyuan, are these all impulsive?" Wei Moyan grabbed Xia Qingluan's wrist that was holding Qingqing's hand, so hard that he wanted to crush it: "Bring her to me, if anything happens again,
Those who ask for mercy will be punished together!"
There was silence in the entire hall. Hongxian has always been the closest subordinate to the Pavilion Master. Not to mention being imprisoned in a water prison, someone once had his tongue cut out just for speaking rudely to him. In addition, the Pavilion Master has always been unstable and moody. Who knows what will happen next. Will they turn against each other and punish those who attacked Hongxian?
Seeing that no one dared to take action, Lu Hanhai sneered in a row: "Has your courage been eaten by a dog? A bunch of trash! If you don't dare, I will do it!"
After receiving Lu Hanhai's look, Shen Yuqing nodded slightly and grabbed Xia Qingluan from left to right.
"Don't touch me, I will leave on my own."
In the past half day, Xia Qingluan finally said something, but it was not the explanation or apology he expected, and Wei Moyan's heart became colder and colder.
"Is Xi Shaoyuan worthy of your protection?"
"I said that I have nothing to do with him. If you don't believe it, forget it." Xia Qingluan took off her guard and was so tired that she could only whisper a few words, "If you don't believe it, it's useless to say more. Now. I think maybe it would be easier to be with him than with you."
Wei Moyan was a little shaken. She had never lied to herself for so long. But why would she rather disobey orders and go to jail than kill Xi Shaoyuan? How could anyone believe such an abnormal performance?
"As long as you kill him, I can pretend that nothing happened."
In fact, she may not really want to kill Xi Shaoyuan. As long as she says it is okay, then he will not pursue it no matter Xi Shaoyuan lives or lives.
All he needs is a word, even if it's a lie, so that he can make up a way out for himself.
"I won't kill him."
The setting sun outside the door shattered the white clothes, and even the pale face was coated with soft gold, but this warm color could not warm up the discouragement.
Xia Qingluan turned her head slightly as she faced the door. From the corner of her eye, she could only see the hand dripping with blood. Not long ago, this hand was full of tenderness, silently holding her in her arms under the cover of the majestic rain.
It would be great if that moment lasted forever.
"I will not kill him, just as I will not betray you."
The moment he turned around, Wei Moyan seemed to hear these words.
Or maybe, it's just his hallucination.
Strictly speaking, the Water Prison is not a prison, but an underground space left behind when Poyue Pavilion was built.
Before Xia Qingluan entered Poyue Pavilion, Zixiu was the only person who accompanied Wei Moyan to protect him. During a certain expedition, Zixiu was poisoned by the strange fire. In order to detoxify, Wei Moyan took the poison. He sent down the Shui Ming Palace, which can detoxify the world, and transported the thousand-year-old ice from the Shui Ming Palace back to the Poyue Pavilion to melt it into cold water. From taking it to taking a bath, Zi Xiu spent three months to detoxify his body. , and the remaining thousand-year-old ice water stayed there, becoming a water prison that made all the disciples of Poyue Pavilion change their expressions when they heard about it.
The bone-piercing coldness of the thousand-year-old ice remains undiminished even if it melts into running water.
The water prison was rarely used on weekdays. The last time it was because the original deputy head of Taiwei Hall couldn't stand Xia Qingluan and deliberately killed the killer during a martial arts performance and was thrown out of the water prison. Ten days later, he died because of the cold air.
Who would have thought that just a few months later it would be Xia Qingluan's turn to be imprisoned here.
Most of the spacious underground area was dug into a shallow pool. The cold, almost blue water in the pool was calm, and the edges of the pool were railings made of iron and wood, which went straight from the high prison roof to the bottom of the water.
In the past month, I have made great progress in practicing the Wei Family Internal Skills and Mental Methods, but it is still difficult to resist the biting cold in such a cold water prison. Xia Qingluan sat curled up in the cold pool more than a foot deep, unable to He spoke without raising his head.
After checking the cell door, Lu Hanhai signaled Shen Yuqing to leave, leaving only a dim yellow lotus copper lamp hanging on the lamp holder.
"Pavilion Master Lu, although the Pavilion Master Long Yan was furious this time and even threw Hongxian into a water prison, I am still worried that she will be released in a few days. Now the Pavilion Master is obsessed with her."
"Don't worry, I have all this chess game under my control. Even if the Pavilion Master Lianxiang Xiyu wants to let her out, then -" Lu Hanhai sneered, with a pair of cold eyes unfathomable: "At that time, there must be someone to let her out. That’s all.”