"So what if I can do it? You are the one who can't do it. You are too naive. Do you want to kill all Qinglan?" Qiu Tong said, Qingjun's heart is too big, and he is too extreme, sooner or later he will be doomed.
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"Yes! So what if we kill them!" Qingjun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and everything that threatened him would be destroyed!
"Why are you bothering? Even with Qinglan, the master still indulges you as always. You are still the young master of the Yama Palace. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with? Why bother?" Qiu Tong informed, finishing his words.
After leaving, Qingjun didn't listen to the advice, and there was nothing she could do.
Qingjun is speechless, why bother? What's the dissatisfaction? He doesn't know, but he just feels uncomfortable! He can't see her being nice to Yechen, to Wuxin, to anyone else, she should only be nice to him!
From the beginning, he felt that she was not looking at him, maybe he was just a substitute, but he didn't mind, and was extremely happy to act as a substitute, which was very simple for him.
What he wants is strength and power, and she can help him.
What she wants is sustenance, or even just a vision. His appearance can satisfy her.
Everything is just using each other and each getting what he needs.
But I don't know since when, he began to hate being a stand-in, because the stand-in can be easily replaced.
So, he changed his mind. She is the same type of person as him, with the same cruel, cold and heartless heart. They should stand side by side, and no one can interfere!
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At night, the palace was shrouded in night, the night sky was dark, fine snow was falling, and it was extremely cold.
There was no one in the Xiyu Pavilion, and there was no candlelight.
Qingjun's aura became eerie, extremely cold, and with a wave of his dark red robe sleeves, all the plum blossoms in the front yard turned into broken flowers, falling with the fine snow.
I dragged my heavy steps out of Xiyu Pavilion and looked to the west, where there were bright lights.
Whether he was tired or didn't want to leave, he fell down on the snow, buried his head, and let the snowflakes fall on him.
After a while, the dark red clothes were covered with snowflakes, enchanting and cold.
After an unknown amount of time, a pair of white boots stopped in front of him.
Qingjun didn't look up. He didn't want to see anyone except her. If he got cold here, would she come to see him?
However, the people in front did not leave for a long time. The snow-colored gauze clothes were very light and looked particularly thin in the cold wind.
"There is no one in the Xiyu Pavilion." Qingjun's voice was hoarse. He didn't know whether to tell the people in front of him or to himself.
"I know." Wu Xin said coolly. There was no emotion on her beautiful face, as if she was frozen.
"Then why don't you leave?" Qingjun sneered, whether he was laughing at Wuxin or at himself.
"Aren't you leaving too?" Wu Xin asked in reply.
Qingjun didn't answer, he was waiting for her to come to him, but he knew that was impossible, so he just let him die in the cold here.
Wuxin was silent, dressed in snow-colored gauze, almost blending in with the falling snow.
"Wuxin, the first person I saw back then was you. Do you think we are destined to be together?"
At that time, he just grabbed Wu Xin's hand in a flattering manner, but Wu Xin threw it away in disgust, and warned him that the master didn't like people to touch him.
"Qingjun, do you regret it?" Wuxin looked at the night in the distance and asked.
"What do you regret? Do you regret leaving with you?" Qingjun said quietly, how could he regret it? Isn't everything he has now the best proof? His choice back then was right.
"Do you know who was the person who wanted to take you away in the first place?" Wu Xin asked.
"Who is it?" Qingjun raised his head. Is there anyone more powerful than her?
"Luo Wanqing." Wuxin said, if Qingjun had chosen Luo Wanqing back then, maybe Qingjun would have stood taller today. With Qingjun's methods, I believe he could be like a fish in water in East Vietnam.
Qingjun laughed and suddenly remembered the coup in the Jinli Palace six years ago. She asked him to rescue Luo Wanqing to test him. If he rescued Luo Wanqing, she would abandon him.