Chapter 2 The Prince of War God Is Actually a Handsome Guy
The night is as bitter and cold as ice.
After leaving the palace, he walked over the roofs and brick walls of the capital, looking for the direction of the palace of the God of War, and jumped away as fast as flying.
After finding the palace, he jumped up to the courtyard wall, followed a branch of red apricot sticking out of the courtyard wall, touched into the palace, and landed steadily. What surprised Xue Meitong was that the entire palace seemed to be immersed in a dead darkness, and there was no vigil.
The servants, there was no candlelight in the room, they all seemed to be asleep.
It's strange that the palace of Ruoda has no servants to keep vigil at night!
Xuemei Tong secretly felt vigilant in her heart. She wondered if she had fallen into the trap of the God of War by sneaking into the palace so easily!
Looking left and right, there was nothing suspicious. Although Xue Meitong was suspicious, she still decided to go and find out, but she was secretly vigilant and always paid attention to the movements around her.
A ray of cold moonlight penetrated the dense green shade, and fell on the dark golden mask of Xue Meipu, reflecting a pale and eerie cold light. This mask was worn by her after leaving the palace in order to carry out her mission so that her face would not be recognized.
Otherwise, once her affair is revealed and someone recognizes her, how can she continue to stay in Huamanlou in the future?
The moonlight is very bright tonight, very beautiful. However, the cold light of the mask reflects the clear brilliance of the moon, but it makes people think of the high and dark mountains, the long and sad howling of wolves every night, which makes people feel chilly.
And horrifying.
Xue Meitong followed the quiet waterside pavilion corridor and found a secluded courtyard where roses were blooming. The roses were fragrant and blooming brightly. She remembered that Feng Longxiang said that Feng Qingge loved roses the most. In Feng Qingge's yard
, planted many roses, and if you look for the roses, you can find Feng Qingge.
Breathing, suddenly quickened.
The roses are in full swing, swaying and blooming among the green branches and leaves, under the clear moonlight. The crimson roses are beautiful and gorgeous, blooming seductively between the red walls and green tiles.
In my memory, there was once a person who loved these roses so much that she even planted them one by one for him. However, when the old love was gone and the relationship was severed, now these dazzling roses have become
The deepest and coldest ridicule to ridicule her stupidity.
She hates Rose!
She hates that man!
All those who like roses should die!
For a moment, her anger overwhelmed her reason, and her eyes were stimulated by the roses, causing her to forget her usual plan and act. Like an irritated wild cat, she rashly broke into the open window nearest to her and turned over.
Landing on the ground, the sword in his hand rang softly, stabbing the blue curtain mercilessly.
Go die - at that moment, your mind went blank. Except for the extremely angry hatred, there was no reason left.
You stinky man who has turned his heart to you, go to hell - a white light suddenly penetrated his eyes.
She subconsciously closed her eyes, and the long sword in her hand hesitated slightly, and the movement was slightly stagnant. But when she heard the wind whistling in her ears, a steel wire mesh fell from the sky, wrapping her tightly. She struggled hard, trying to cut through, but the steel wire was tough and held tightly.
Bind it tightly, no matter how she cuts it, it won't break.
"I know you will come!"
The night breeze blew through the window lattice, and the curtains gently undulated with the wind, vaguely revealing the slender and tall figure inside the gauze tent. At this moment, he was slowly sitting up from the bed, turning around to face Xue Meitong. With his unparalleled handsome face, he looked at Pan
The radiant eyes, the noble and graceful temperament, are not the sinister and cunning villain Xuetong imagined.
Wait!
This face looks so familiar...
She seems to have seen it somewhere...
Her thoughts turned back to the day she first arrived. Xuemei Tong's eyes suddenly widened and she stared at the stunning face in front of her in disbelief. If it weren't for her strong training that allowed her to control her emotions well, she would have almost exclaimed.
Make a sound.
He he he he he he - he turned out to be - the stunning fruit man in the hot spring that day!
God of War Prince Feng Qingge?!
"Are you the assassin sent by Feng Longxiang? With this little martial arts..."
The corners of Feng Qingge's lips raised in a mocking arc. Although he had a beautiful face, the words he spat out were so vicious and chilling, "You are so weak and want to kill me. It's ridiculous! Just
With your martial arts skills, you’d better go home and take care of your husband and children! Don’t disgrace the reputation of the killer profession!”
A wave of anger was pent up in her heart, neither rising nor falling, making Xue Mei Tong feel depressed.
Frankly speaking, Feng Qingge taught her a good lesson. She was indeed too weak, and her anger overwhelmed her rationality. She did not calmly observe the situation clearly and took action rashly, which was why she was caught by mistake and fell into the current predicament.
He scolded her, but she didn't refute him. The most important thing at the moment was to come up with a plan to escape!
Seeing that Xue Meitong had been silent all the time, it seemed that she was nervous and trembling because of fear, and she did not dare to speak. However, the calm temperament exuding from the inside made Feng Qingge look sideways.
Feng Qingge carefully looked at the woman in front of her. She was wearing a tight-fitting night gown, which outlined her excellent figure. She had fair skin and a dark gold mask on her face, which covered her face. People couldn't help but guess who she was under the mask.
How stunning. Her eyes were a rare violet color, as bright as the stars in the sky, overflowing with light and brilliant. Although she was captured, she showed no sign of fear. On the contrary, she was crystal clear, calm and composed, showing extremely
Strong psychological quality.
This woman is not simple!
Feng Qingge began to wonder if she was being captured so easily as a deliberate trick.
Suddenly, Feng Qingge became very curious about the woman in front of him. There were only a handful of women in the world who could make Feng Qingge curious!
She counts as one, that girl counts as one!
Thinking of the bad-tempered girl who appeared in the hot spring for no apparent reason, Feng Qingge couldn't help but feel angry.
What happened that day was simply a shameful stain in Feng Qingge's life - such a shame and humiliation! She actually took his clothes and let him lie there naked for everyone to see! She
He even stole the Nine Dragons Jade Pendant that was passed down from his family and symbolized his identity! Feng Qingge swore that no matter what means he used, no matter how far he went, he would definitely find that stinky girl!
He asked with a cold face: "Who are you?"
"..."
The only answer he received was deathly silence.
After being captured, he did not ask questions or answer questions. This is the basic quality of a killer. Feng Qingge did not take it seriously. He continued to ask: "Are you the killer sent by Feng Longxiang?"
"..."
The answer to him was still silence.
Feng Qingge got the answer from Xue Meitong's silence. He folded his hands on his chest and said leisurely: "I won't ask you for your name, because the killer doesn't need a name. Since you are Feng Longxiang's dead soldier, I'm afraid you also
You will not answer any of my questions. Since you are no longer of use, there is only one fate for those who assassinate me - death!"
He picked up the long sword that Xue Meitong had dropped on the floor. The tip of the sword was pressed against Xue Meitong's throat, as if it was about to stab down.