There was water everywhere in Panlong Palace, and I stood in the middle of the water, looking so isolated and helpless. He really had no conscience.
Did I want to be bullied by Yan Xitong? If he hadn't refused to rescue my father, would I have run to Peacock Valley and asked for trouble?
It's the same today.
If it weren't for my father's safety, how could I have reached a deal with Yan Xiaoqing?
The culprit of all this is Xia Yan. It was he who put me in a difficult situation and forced me to take dangerous moves. It was he who put me in a dilemma and I had to take a sideways approach.
To put it bluntly, if my father is still in front of Duke An Guo, how could Xia Yan capture An Guo without spending a single soldier?
"You have planned everything for your own ambitions, but you have ignored my feelings alone. Xia Yan, where is your conscience?" I pushed him hard and burst into tears.
"Shut up, why are you so upset about killing someone who has nothing to do with you?" Xia Yan grabbed my wrist with force and started to scare me.
kill?
I looked at him with desolate eyes, and even forgot to shed tears.
"Did you kill Yan Xitong? Did you kill him?" I suddenly grabbed Xia Yan's collar like crazy and asked.
No, it's impossible.
Yan Xitong has Bodhisattva in his body. If he dies, I will die too.
Xia Yan seemed to be deliberately trying to make me sad, and said quietly: "Bodhisattva, I have been taken out of Yan Xitong's body."
I looked at him in horror.
"Now, in my body."
Tianling Gai seemed to have been hit by something, and his brain was buzzing. I couldn't believe that these words came from Xia Yan's mouth.
Pei Yuan once told me that if you want to obtain the Bodhi Seed, you must disembowel the person and take it out before the person dies.
Having said that... Yan Xitong's death is certain. I don't dare to expect Xia Yan to open Yan Xitong's chest and sew his wounds to let him live.
Yan Xitong died, and he died without my knowledge.
"No...I don't believe it."
After shouting, he turned around and ran out.
But the next second, Xia Yan's strong arms were locked in his arms, making him unable to move.
Xia Yan held my waist with one hand and pinched my chin with the other: "If you dare to take a step here, I will ask everyone who is related to you to be buried with you."
"What does it have to do with me?" I hated his threat.
"Really? Where is Qi Xuan? Where is your aunt? And Yan Xiaoqing. I have not thought about touching him for the time being. If you want me to kill him, then just leave."
With a cold and evil smile.
I bit my lower lip and suddenly approached him. My lips fell hard on his neck and I bit him.
Xia Yan pushed me away in pain, but that area was already covered in blood. I bit it very hard with hatred and resentment.
Years later, until Xia Yan enters the coffin, this tooth mark will accompany him until the day his skin and flesh wither.
I looked at my masterpiece with great satisfaction, so I ignored the storm in Xia Yan's eyes.
He stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood that spilled from his neck. He looked at the bloody finger and slowly put it into his mouth. The look was both evil and frightening.
"Here comes someone." Xia Yan's tone changed.
With a bang, Duotong and Liang Tao thought that an assassin was coming, and rushed in with their brothers drawing their swords. Unexpectedly, Xia Yan and I were the only two people in Panlong Palace.
Duotong put the sword back into its scabbard with some embarrassment and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, when will you give me the order?"
