Murong Qiufeng's eyes turned, and suddenly looked up and said to them, "Pour some oil for me." Then he put the paper on the table, picked up the candles lit on the table, and poured the candle water on the back of the paper without writing.
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Youxiang hurried outside to get the candlesticks filled with oil, and the rest of them surrounded him.
I saw that the original beige paper began to penetrate under the soaking of oil wax, revealing the front words, but it was a little confused, as if two different words overlapped.
Murong Qiufeng took out the silver knife on the table and gently scraped away the dry wax, then picked up the oil plate and dripped the oil onto the paper little by little. Suddenly, although the overlapping words still looked chaotic, they could barely
Distinguish.
When everyone saw those words, their expressions changed drastically.
"The Gu King is at the Lou family? What does this mean!" Youxiang blurted out with her eyes widened.
Everyone knew that what she was asking was not the literal meaning, but the meaning of the sender, or what the person behind the sender meant. This news is undoubtedly more important than the previous one, and it is more shocking. I know that they
There are not many people here to find the Gu King. If they are their own people, it means they have spies around them, and this spy is still very close to them.
At this time, they only hope that the person is his own, the person arranged by King Shelley or Shangguan Ye, because they don’t want to guess the people around them. If this is true, it will undoubtedly be a serious blow, and betrayal is always the most difficult to accept
of.
Youxiang bit her lips hard, her face pale, and suddenly snatched the silver knife from Murong Qiufeng's hand. When she turned her wrist, the sharp blade had been pressed against her tender and fragile throat. She endured tears in her hazy eyes, but
Stubbornly prevent it from falling off.
Everyone's breath was suffocated in an instant.
Only Yuntian was silent and his eyes didn't change, as if the sharp blade was not on his neck.
Murong Qiufeng quickly reached out and held Youxiang's wrist, "Xiaoyou, don't be impulsive. It's impossible that it is Brother Yun. It's not clear yet. It's too early to make a conclusion like this."
Youxiang bit her lip, her voice was a little dull because of her tolerance, but her wrist was unwavering. Her eyes were deeply focused on Yuntian's side face, forcing her voice to calm down, "I want to listen to you, are you leaking it out."
of."
No wonder they all instantly turned their doubts to Yuntian, because except Murong Qiufeng, only Yuntian and Yun Feiyang have a close relationship. Moreover, from Yuntian's consistent performance and words, he can also see his respect for Yun Feiyang and
Trust, they are the only ones who know the Gu King. If there is a spy, Yuntian will undoubtedly be the biggest suspect.
Qianbaihuan and Canyang looked at each other, their expressions did not change much, but they were obviously suspicious of Yuntian, and they were also very pleased with Youxiang's reaction, which shows that even if this girl has a lover, she still does not forget her responsibilities and identity, but at the same time
Worry, if Yuntian is really, then this girl will probably be deeply injured.
Because of Yun Feiyang, they didn't have much affection for Yun Tian, and now they felt murderous intent in their hearts. As long as Yun Tianyi admitted it, they would probably take action in an instant. For Youxiang and Murong Qiufeng, Yun Tian's betrayal was the deepest.
It's undoubtedly the two of them.
Yuntian closed his eyes silently, then opened them and slowly turned his head. Because of this turn, a red mark suddenly appeared on his neck, and blood beads were faintly flowing down.
Youxiang's hand holding the knife shook, but it still didn't move it away, but the blue veins on the back of the hand were obvious and the finger bones were white.
"If I say no, do you believe it?" When he said this, his eyes were looking at Murong Qiufeng and Youxiang. Among them, the only ones who were really valued by him were the only ones who were really concerned and valued by him.
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It is impossible to say that it is not sad or disappointed, but he also understands how likely this doubt is. He is not a naive young man who is just starting to love. He has a lot of experience and is always more rational in his eyes, so although he feels a little disappointed.
, but no one blamed, because if it were him, he would have.
"I believe." Murong Qiufeng looked at Yuntian deeply, holding Youxiang's wrist in his hand, slowly letting go, and then letting go, "Xiao You..."
Youxiang looked at him calmly, but his heart was filled with lang seas. His hands trembled, took a deep breath, pursed his lips, slowly lowered his hands, and said indifferently, "I can only believe it for the time being, I hope you
What I said is true, otherwise I will definitely be the first one to kill you."
"I know." Yuntian smiled. Although she only believed it for the time being, it also showed that she really wanted to believe him. It was just because her duties made her unable to take risks. She was a life-and-death friend with Shangguan Ye.
It is already rare to make a decision like this at this moment.
He would not naively and foolishly ask her to stand on his side, completely unconditionally and blindly trust her and forget her essence and intention. Although they are lovers, love is not an excuse for restraint. They are also two free individuals.
If it were ten years ago, he might have been confused, but now they are not young girls who have just begun.
"Okay, then sit down and discuss this now. As expected, the child is still so impatient. The enemy is not messed up, but he is messed up first." The Snow Demon Venerable sat on a chair next to him, in his arms.
Holding the trembling little guy, the little wolf was particularly afraid of the Snow Demon Venerable for some reason, even if it was harmless to it, or if it was the sensitive nerves of the animal.
Youxiang pursed her lips, put the knife on the table silently, and then turned around and went out.
Murong Qiufeng sighed, pulled Yuntian to sit down, took out a piece of white silk and pressed it on his neck. No matter what, he was in a bad mood at this moment.
Youxiang came in quickly, took a medicine bottle and a roll of white gauze, stood next to Yuntian with a cold face, lowered her head to apply medicine to him. Although his movements were not gentle, he subconsciously cautiously.
Yuntian couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.
Murong Qiufeng was also slightly relieved, so he was worried that Yuntian had a grudge in his heart, and worried that this would become a rift in their relationship.
"Whether it is true or false, you have to try it out before you know." He knocked on the table, glanced over the paper, and felt a premonition in his heart that the sender might not be an enemy, or had no malice.
Although the man's movements just now were sharp, he obviously had no intention of hurting him. The method of using hidden weapons and the body skills of lightness were above him. If he hadn't deliberately reminded him, he wouldn't have time to discover it, but the man's actions seemed to be