457. Chapter 455 I never do things I'm not sure about
As for the man in white who was poisoned, Chonghua also had people carry him to the backyard and lock him up.
The inside and outside of the house were quickly cleaned up, and not even a trace of blood could be seen.
An incense stick was lit in the room, and the quiet and elegant fragrance washed away the last trace of the smell of blood.
Mu Yanxi did not expect that Chonghua would kill everyone for her.
Thinking of Yao Ji, who is not only famous for her beauty, but also for her cold-blooded and cruel methods, she said with worry, "Ciyue, if you do this, Yao Ji will know about it sooner or later. When the time comes, you..."
"no need to worry."
Chonghua said with a smile as if nothing was wrong, "I just killed a few people, she can't do anything to me."
"But they are people sent by Yao Ji."
The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, "Yao Ji is cruel and ruthless. If you kill her people, she won't let it go."
Chonghua held her hand, with a tender smile in his eyes, and comforted her in a soft voice, "Xiao Yanxi, believe me."
"I never do anything I'm not sure about."
What else could she say.
The person has been killed, and what should be done and what should not be done has become a fact.
Even though he looked calm and comforted her repeatedly, she was still anxious in her heart. She took the initiative to hug him, buried her head in his chest, listened to his strong heartbeat, and said in a dull voice, "
Ciyue, tell me if I am a beauty and a disaster."
"The roots of troubles?"
Chonghua sneered, raised her chin and carefully considered it for a moment, then nodded, "Well, my little Yanxi is so beautiful that she has conquered the country. Apart from you, no other woman in the world can bear the word "disaster".
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He spoke seriously and his eyes were focused.
Mu Yanxi finally couldn't help but laugh.
As she is now, it's a shame that he can still say the word "powerful country" to her pockmarked face. It's really... difficult for him.
A smile appeared on the corner of Chonghua's lips, and he caressed the top of her head twice. His eyes were gentle and doting, "I am finally willing to laugh. What are you doing with a frown? My little Yanxi looks best when she smiles."
She felt the sweetness and happiness he brought, and felt that she was so happy that she didn't know why, but a voice suddenly appeared in her mind, and this voice kept repeating four words to her.
There is destiny but no destiny, there is destiny but no destiny.
Xu Banxian's voice was like a ghost that wouldn't let go of her, repeating to her what he said that day under the peach blossom tree outside Yuelao Temple over and over again.
She frowned, covered her ears with her hands, and shouted at the voice, "Shut up, shut up, don't say any more."
"Yan Xi, Yan Xi..."
Another familiar voice sounded in her ears. The owner of the voice looked at her worriedly and shook her body slightly, "Yan Xi, what's wrong with you?"
She slowly raised her head and looked at him blankly, her eyes seemed to have lost focus and her eyes were distracted.
Chonghua was startled. He reached out and touched her forehead, then checked her pulse. His expression became a little solemn, and he injected an internal force from his body into it. He picked her up and entered the house, "Yan Xi, how have you been recently?"
What kind of martial arts did you practice?"
Mu Yanxi sat on the bed and regained consciousness after a while, "I..."
She thought for a while, then her face changed slightly, "Do you know a woman named Ziyue?"
"Purple Moon?"
He remained silent and said, "It's Rong Chu's senior sister."