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Chapter 596: Si Wuxie, a shocking song! (2)
Gu Yueming's voice also had a hint of dryness. In fact, he wanted to hold her in his arms immediately and take her as his own, but he didn't want to do that.
If it were anyone else, he and Ben wouldn't care, but she was different.
If he wants her, give it to her!
Xiao Yao bit the tip of his tongue with more force, blood overflowed from the wound, and the salty and sweet feeling overflowed between his lips and tongue.
"Like me?!" Blood slowly overflowed from her lips, and her pink lips became redder and more attractive with the blood, "Gu Yueming, ask yourself, if I am not Xiao Yao, I am just a person who doesn't understand anything.
As an innocent person who can dance, will you still be willing to share everything with me?!"
"I have laid such a big trap for you. No matter what you did before, whether you killed Chu Jingyun or her, or took the Qilin Sword, I can forgive you. Isn't this enough proof that I care about you?!"
Gu Yueming's voice was filled with anger, "Yes, I used poison on you, because
In order to keep you, I set up this trap at all costs, but Xiao Yao, have you ever thought that if I want to now, I can force you at any time. Why didn't I do that? If it weren't for the fact that there is no cure for this poison.
, I will wait for you, but now, there is no time!"
In front of his eyes, Gu Yueming's face seemed to be changing little by little. His eyebrows, eyes and lips, the person in front of him seemed to be thinking innocently. Is it an hallucination caused by the power of the medicine?!
"If you let me go, I will naturally find a way to detoxify you!" Xiao Yao said feebly, "Gu Yueming, let me tell you, I would rather die than be with someone like you!"
"I won't let you go!" Gu Yueming grabbed her chin domineeringly, "I won't just watch you die in front of me. Even if you blame me, I can't control it!"
He leaned closer to her and kissed her lips eagerly.
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Outside the Ouhe Hall, there is a golden light like water.
In the golden light, a person sat cross-legged on the eaves on the roof of the main hall, his robe and hair dancing in the night wind. His sallow face had ordinary facial features, but his eyes were as dark as night and as deep as a pool.
Exactly, Si Wuxie after the disguise.
"shoot!"
At this time, all the white-feathered troops had already rushed into the Ouhe Hall. Countless arrows were attached to the bowstrings. Following the leader's order, arrows suddenly shot like locusts in mid-air towards Si Wuxie on the top of the hall.
Nearly ten thousand arrows roared towards him, but Si Wuxie at the top of the palace just raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his right hand, and played lightly on a piano string.
Buzz!
The piano made a sharp buzz, and the golden sound waves around him suddenly spread out, rushing around like a tide.
The arrow tips that gathered around him exploded at the same time, turning into a piece of wood chips and iron chips flying in the air. Golden sound waves swept these chips and radiated in all directions.
If you encounter an arrow, it will break. If you encounter someone, you will kill someone.
boom!
Like a huge dike bursting, like thunder in the sky.
The golden sound waves were wrapped in the wind, carrying flying dust and rocks, bell flakes and broken tiles, sawdust and arrow tips... centering on Si Wuxie's location, they spread instantly.
Click!
A beast-shaped palace sculpture not far behind him shattered in response, followed by the roof ridge, lanterns, corridor columns...
"retreat!"
The leader of the White Feather Army shouted loudly and, regardless of the horse beneath him, stepped hard on the saddle with both feet and turned around to escape.
His voice has not completely disappeared, and people have been swallowed by the golden sound waves that are approaching like lightning.
The horses' hissing, the sorrow of the man, the sound of the broken and white jade railings, the sound of broken skin and bones ... Everything is wrapped in the ubiquitous piano sound.