"Don't show off and let me follow suit. Tell me why you want me to laugh so that I can laugh." Wuhuan is young and thoughtful. He has no fear when negotiating terms with Ye Xilou.
This question suddenly made Ye Xilou's face turn cold.
Yes, why would he let Wu Huan laugh?
What is it to prove?
It's true that Wu Huan resembles him very much, but there is always a slight feeling that he is familiar. It does not belong to Hongyu's shadow, but seems to come from another person.
Even so, so what? That woman has never smiled at him. What he wants to prove is simply illusory - something that does not exist!
The one who smiled at him was always Lan'er. Lan'er, you've been away for too long, so long that your appearance has begun to blur in my mind...
After a long time, Ye Xilou never spoke again. When he spoke again, his voice was so cold and hard.
"I told you to laugh, and you laughed. If you tell me terms again, believe it or not, I will kill you right away?"
Wu Huan heard that his tone didn't sound like he was joking, and suddenly remembered what Feng Ji'er once said to him.
"If he is a villain, a murderous villain with many evil deeds, what should Wu Huan do?"
Now, the man in front of me is not a bad person!
He actually threatened his four-year-old child and said he would kill him!
Ever since he was little, Feng Wuhuan has pretended to be cute and silly with this charming little face, and he has deceived the eyes of many people. Why does it not work every time in front of this man!
"Amitabha, my mother said that the cycle of cause and effect means that when people are in this world, they should form many good karma and do more good deeds to ensure that they can be reincarnated as human beings in the next life. Otherwise, because of killing me, you will be reincarnated as a pig or dog in your next life. I am not
irresponsible"
"Your mother said that? Do you know that my patience is limited, and you are here talking to me about Amitabha? Come here!" Ye Xilou shouted angrily.
Wu Huan moved his steps obediently and got closer to him
Ye Xilou stretched out his hands and asked Wu Huan, "Did you see anything?"
Wu Huan saw that his fingers were long and slender, with distinct bones, and his fingertips were covered with thick calluses. He was wondering if martial arts practitioners had hands like his. He didn't think about his question in detail at all, and just shook his head.
shook his head
"Blood, do you see it? These hands are stained with the blood of murderers. They will not be reborn in the next life. They will suffer in hell. Are you going to tell me that?"
"No, those who have reformed and can be reincarnated as human beings... do not necessarily have to go to hell."
"Haha, I forgot to tell you, I came out of hell."
Wu Huan's eyes widened in fear. Even though he knew that Ye Xilou's words were bluffing, how could someone say that he came from hell without caring at all? Wouldn't that mean he became a devil?
?
"Haha, you don't look like you came out of hell! Look at Wu Huan, his face, eyes and nose are all very similar to yours. Wu Huan is so cute, you can't be any worse." Wu Huan was still pretending to be stupid at this time,
I thought to myself, why bother making it impossible for myself to step down? I just smiled at him and pulled him away.
Ye Xilou stared at his face for a long time. He once smiled so innocently and brilliantly when he was Wu Huan's age. Is this what he looked like at that time?
But he also saw his own cold and unemotional face from Wu Huan's eyes. When had it ever been so vivid and beautiful?
"Go out" Ye Xilou couldn't face Wu Huan's smiling face, closed his eyes and lay on the couch
After Wu Huan left, Yun Hui walked in from outside the door.
"City Lord..." Yun Hui saw clearly that the City Lord seemed to have something on his mind these days. When Hongyu mother and son came to the house, he was willing to tolerate it. He did not resort to extreme measures like his past style.
Yun Hui could also tell that the city lord cared a little about Wu Huan.
"Yun Hui, I've been used to it for so many years. A son suddenly appears. What do you think I should do?" Ye Xilou knew that it was Yun Hui standing in the room. He didn't open his eyes and was still lying casually.
"According to the wishes of Hongyu Cult Leader, the city lord must give her a status, so that Wu Huan can..."
"When will it be her turn to have the final say?" Ye Xilou replied impatiently.
"Yi Yun Hui has seen that they have a deep love for mother and son. If the city master wants to force him, I'm afraid..." Yun Hui has already seen that Ye Xilou just wants to keep Wu Huan and refuses to ask for Hong Yu.
"I guess you don't think Wu Huan looks like me, but who does the other half look like? Ruby? I can't see the slightest bit of coquettishness in Wu Huan. She is fresh and smart, but she does have a bit of it." Ye Xilou
In his mind, he was overlapping a person's appearance with Wu Huan's small face. By the way, he added his own... This combination seemed to be reasonable.
"Yun Hui, I'd better go to Hongshajiao myself. If Xuan Luo can enter the dark forest and come out, I can do it."
"City Lord, you must never take risks!"
"Don't talk nonsense. I have no patience anymore. You stay in Yefu. I'll leave now." Yexilou finally knew what he had been upset about. After he decided to go to Hongshajiao, his whole body seemed to lighten up. Instantly, he felt much more comfortable.
Ye Xilou got down from the soft couch and walked out of the door in high spirits.
In the dark forest, Xuan Luo's face was pale, he held Feng Ji'er's paper-thin body in his arms, and murmured to himself: "I shouldn't have missed you when we were in the ice pool..."
"You came to me unexpectedly like this, became the general instructor of these one hundred people, and came with me to adventure in this dark forest! Do you think I should be surprised or moved?"
Looking at Feng Ji'er's unrecognizable face, Xuan Luo lost his voice several times. The words were clearly in his throat, but he couldn't say them out. He could only confide them over and over in his heart.
"Now, I don't want to lift your veil. If you are willing to stay by my side as the general of the North Country, I will be happy to see it happen."
"Murong Changsi, you really hate Ye Xilou. He destroyed your Murong Villa and killed the owner of Murong Villa. It turns out that you have never forgotten the revenge of killing your father...
So, very good”
After a while, he appeared in front of the army of hundreds of people holding Feng Ji'er in his arms.
The soldiers stood in rows, standing there as if petrified, still unable to recover from the shock of the killing. It was not until Xuan Luo gave the order that everyone climbed to the top of the tree again.
It was already dawn, and the village that the soldiers saw before was long gone. Looking around, there were dense black woods again...