Emperor Wu sighed deeply, patted the vase in front of him, and said solemnly, "You are a good boy. You will have a bright future in the future. I am very optimistic about you."
After saying this, Emperor Wu sighed again, "You said, Yue Yue is willing to walk out of the dungeon for you, why don't you come and see me as your master?"
"I think back then, I was both father and mother, and worked hard to raise him. Is this how he repays me?"
"He didn't bother to think about it, how dare I kill his sweetheart." The more Emperor Wu spoke, the more aggrieved he became, "Master Ye Yuan, tell me how cruel this kid is. He has been here for thousands of years.
He looked forward to it day and night, but he refused to come to see the emperor. He was so angry that the emperor was so angry with him. From then on, he was alone and had no teacher.
Father?"
Perhaps Emperor Wu used too much force when he was taking pictures of the vase, and the vase with the beautiful totem patterns carved on it actually fell from the cabinet.
There was a sudden bang, and the large and delicate vase fell to pieces in an instant.
Emperor Wu was drunk and looked at the debris on the ground in a daze. He stared at it for a long time with his eyes wide open and asked in confusion: "Master Ye Yuan, why did you die?"
Qingge: "..."
Her fault.
She was so full that she let this old thing drink.
I never thought that someone with such bad wine tastes.
However, after this incident, Qing Ge finally understood Pei Yue's position in Emperor Wu's heart.
Perhaps Pei Yue also had feelings for Emperor Wu, but he always mistakenly believed that the real culprit who killed the girl was Emperor Wu, so he refused to come out of the dungeon.
When he came out, he had to face Emperor Wu. For the sake of his beloved girl, he had to point his sword at Emperor Wu.
Therefore, he was willing to draw the ground as a prison and fight as a trapped beast, letting the cold iron prison constrain his life.
Bang.
A deep voice sounded, and the drunken and unconscious Emperor Wu fell heavily to the ground.
Qingge crossed her legs and shook her fan, looking like a second-generation ancestor, carefree.
Qingge drank the glass of wine in her hand, then slowly stood up, came to Emperor Wu's side, and helped the rather heavy Emperor Wu up.
"Yue Yue, people are not killed for their teachers."
Emperor Wu lowered his head and muttered, his words filled with the grievance of being wrongly accused.
He still can't let go of the fact that that year, Pei Yue stabbed him with a sword.
He was fully capable of backhand, but he just stood there and watched the sword pierce his body without any bias.
He couldn't believe that the person who hurt him would be a good disciple that he carefully cared for and devoted himself to cultivating.
That bloody scene, and the painful feeling of having his flesh torn open by the sword blade, are still unforgettable to Emperor Wu.
Emperor Wu looked very noisy after drinking the wine. Qingge supported him for a while, then simply grabbed Emperor Wu by his collar and lifted Emperor Wu to the edge of the bed, who was talking casually.
Qing Ge exerted her strength, and she saw the majestic martial arts emperor being thrown onto the bed like a stone.
"Yue Yue, my master has already established a relationship with several people from the evil palace. Don't worry, my master will soon find out the truth about that year and find the real culprit who killed that girl."
"When the time comes, you have to kowtow to me a few times, otherwise I won't forgive you."
"It's been so many years, but I still don't know how to surrender to my teacher."
"Lower your head and admit your mistake. Is it so difficult? You are obviously a junior, and your teacher is the Martial Emperor. Besides, there is nothing wrong with you as a teacher."
"I just didn't want to agree with you for the time being, but I didn't expect that she would suddenly disappear..." Emperor Wu was restless when he lay down, with one leg on the bed and the other hanging outside.
The majesty of the Emperor Wu was completely gone from his whole body. His mouth full of wine smelled like wine, opening and closing, just chattering a bunch of broken things. Listening to the soft songs gave him a headache.
About to commit a crime.
Qing Ge casually threw the brocade quilt on Emperor Wu's body, then ran away with oil on his feet and slipped out.
If she continues to listen, she is afraid that her spirit-removing needle will explode.
Outside the courtyard, Huang Xuan's back was as straight as a green pine, and her body was as straight as a sword.
The sound of footsteps sounded, Huang Xuan didn't look away, and she knew it was the young man walking out of Emperor Wu's house.
Before I even saw the boy, I smelled the strong smell of alcohol.
Huang Xuan frowned: "Have you been drinking?"
It is a rule set by Emperor Wu that no one is allowed to drink alcohol on Junlin Mountain.
Qingge blinked, "The Emperor Wu asked me to drink it, I dare not not drink it."
Huang Xuan looked back at the closed door, her eyes full of doubts.
is that so?
Emperor Wu had not touched alcohol for many years, so how could he break his precept today?
But Huang Xuan couldn't possibly think that it was the boy who invited him to drink, unless the boy didn't want to live anymore.
"Come down the mountain." Huang Xuan said.
"Aunt Huang won't you give me a gift?" the young man asked.
Huang Xuan's eyes widened and she was stunned, "What are you giving me? Didn't you just walk by? You haven't remembered the way yet?"
"I'm afraid of the darkness at night." The young man said so confidently.
Huang Xuan: "..."
"Let's go." Huang Xuan walked forward unhappily, her whole body indifferent, like a biting cold wind rising from all directions.
He sang softly and waved his fan, like a suave and cynical noble prince.
The more Huang Xuan looked at this boy, the more displeased he became.
"Aunt Huang, I heard that you have never married? Do you have a sweetheart?"
On the way down the mountain, the young man suddenly asked.
spiritual world.
Gu Long: "..."
Immortal Stone: "..."
Is this kid addicted to peach blossoms? He won’t even let someone as old as him go?
They seriously suspected that Qing Ge had already forgotten his gender...
Huang Xuan stopped and looked at the young man with a frosty face, "What do you want to do?"
"Curious, just out of curiosity, Aunt Huang was offended." The young man grinned.
Huang Xuan walked down the mountain slowly, looking into the deep night.
After walking a mile, Huang Xuan suddenly said: "Yes."
Qingge was stunned for a moment, then she realized that Huang Xuan was answering her question just now.
She just casually mentioned it out of habit, but Huang Xuan answered extremely seriously.
Walked past the Broken Arm Cliff, the Cannibal Bridge, and passed the Nine Passes.
Huang Xuan said: "He is dead."
"Dead?" The young man was slightly stunned, "How could he be dead?"
"Killed by my own hands."
Huang Xuan's eyes were slightly red, "He fell into the devil and became a king of the evil palace. I am the protector of the righteous way, and he is the devil king of the evil palace. We are people from different worlds."
Qing Ge was originally free and casual, but when he suddenly heard Huang Xuan's words, his heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of arrows.
The dull pain spreads crazily!
Qingge's hand holding the fan trembled violently.
She stood motionless.
His whole face turned pale for an instant. Huang Xuan was still saying: "He and I can't avoid a fight, he can't return to the right path, and I can't fall into the devil. So, I killed him."