Ning Wuxi was speechless and clenched his hands under the black robe.
The woman in front of him was indeed right, he liked that woman, but she was just using him and wanted him to remove the stones on her way forward.
But even so, he is willing to become the sharpest knife in her hand.
"It has nothing to do with you."
He whispered, wiping the blade of his sword.
Su Lian blinked, glanced at the man's waist, and his eyes moved.
It was a piece of lotus ink jade, black and white, very intricately carved, with a lotus character engraved on it.
"Kyushu Lotus?"
Su Nian couldn't help but read aloud and raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.
Ning Wuxi was startled, looking a little unnatural, and hid the sign behind him.
This action undoubtedly caught Su Lian's attention.
She originally thought that she would do such a thing because she was a member of the Demon Cult. After all, Ghost Face had a great reputation and a bad record, and countless of his men had died.
But his actions made her more and more suspicious of his identity.
"Okay, it's almost time."
The sharp sword edge shone with an icy light under the bright sun. The man got closer and closer. Su Lian gritted his teeth and tried to stretch out his hand from the tied rope.
The little pom-pom was a little flustered:
"Master, do you really don't need me to take action?"
If the tasker dies unexpectedly in another world, his soul and spirit will be severely damaged, and he may not even be able to regain his normal sanity.
Therefore, the system not only guides the tasker, but also protects the tasker. However, this ability requires all the energy of the system. In other words, one life is exchanged for one.
"Need not."
Su Lian gritted her teeth and said, her wrist had been worn to the point of bleeding with bright red blood. She was a person who was afraid of pain, so she couldn't help but take a breath.
But there was only a little bit, just a little bit before she could catch her bone whip.
Ning Wuxi lowered his eyes, looked at the sword in his hand, and hesitated before taking the scabbard away.
This sword...he didn't want it to be stained with blood.
A big hand pinched Soviet Union's neck, and an unnatural thin layer of red appeared on her already pale face.
The air gradually became thinner, Su Lian whimpered and struggled hard:
"You're not a ghost face, are you?"
Ghost Face is good at using sharp weapons. The corpses in the past were all injured by sharp weapons, and the methods were extremely cruel. How could he try to strangle her to death in this way?
The man's hand paused and his voice was cold:
"So what? You must die here today."
It seemed that it was because he was unskilled that his hand holding Su Lian trembled slightly, allowing her to have room to breathe.
"Ahem..."
Su Lian's eyes overflowed with tears, but she still looked into his eyes persistently:
"Are you really going to do this for her? Since you are not a member of the Demon Cult, pretending to be a Demon Cult and killing people...is it worth it?"
The man in front of her gradually turned red, but he still strangled her neck firmly.
"As long as she can get everything he wants, all I have done is worth it."
Su Lian:......
I was careless, but I didn't expect that this robber was also a very affectionate licker.
Seeing that he really couldn't wake up, Su Lian simply closed his eyes.
It's not like she has never died before. She has to start all over again at worst.
The day is getting late, and the twilight has weaved a watery red haze, like a winding blood spread.
In the desert palace, He Muyan's face was ashen.
"Your Majesty, my subordinates are not doing well and have temporarily lost news about Concubine Su and Jiang Pingzhi."
Your Highness, the captain of the guard said in a cryptic voice.
The man stood up and pulled out his sword with a swipe, his expression gloomy:
"Didn't I tell you to follow them?"
The head guard lowered his eyes with an ugly expression:
"My subordinate... followed Concubine Su to the edge of the desert. Then there was a sandstorm, and the concubine was... kidnapped..."
"Nuzai?"
The man's eyes, as dark as the abyss, suddenly surged with anger, and blood instantly oozed from the side of the sword and the neck of the man kneeling below.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we have found Jiang Pingzhi."
The guard looked frightened for a moment and said hurriedly.
I saw two people escorting a man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes forward, and threw him violently in the center of the hall.
The man seemed to have no strength and lay weakly on the ground. Pingyu's elegance had long since disappeared.
"Are you Jiang Pingzhi?"
He Muyan spoke without any expression on his face.
Jiang Pingzhi's eyes were cloudy, as if he had been crying for a long time. He looked up at him with an expression of despair.
"He Muyan, you will never be able to find her again."
Grabbing his hair, He Muyan forced his head up:
"Tell me, where is Su Lian?"
Jiang Pingzhi coughed up a mouthful of blood:
"Lian'er...was captured by the Demon Cult."
Demonic Cult?
He Muyan's face was ugly. Because the relationship between Wulin and the imperial court had always been bad, the imperial court would not interfere much in the affairs of the world, and the control of the orthodox and demonic sects was not strict.
Moreover, most people in the Demon Cult are violent and violent. If Su Lian really fell into their hands, he would either have suffered inhumane torture, or he would have...
He Muyan felt pain in his heart and his voice trembled:
"Everyone get out of here!"
Gu Yu's expression on the side froze, but quickly returned to normal.
Looking at the color of the sun outside the palace, Gu Yu quietly raised the corners of her lips, took a step forward and said:
"Your Highness, I can find her."
"you?"
He Muyan glanced at him and stared at him:
"Yes, Your Highness. By chance, I met a disciple of the Demon Sect a few days ago. Although he is only an outer disciple, I can ask him to inquire about it."
Perhaps because it was the first time He Muyan looked him in the eye, Gu Yu's cheeks turned pink, and his eyes were filled with emotion.
"But Your Majesty, I also have a condition."
"What?"
"If you can successfully find the imperial concubine, can you let Yu'er stay with you?"
Gu Yu said confidently that she had already made up her mind that the Soviet Union was dead, so she was willing to lead everyone to find her.
Besides, she didn't believe that His Majesty wasn't interested in her at all. After all, for a woman as unique as her in ancient times, everyone would be curious.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall took a breath of cold air.
He Muyan looked at the petite woman in front of him and frowned slightly:
"Don't you want to be a female official? Why do you want to enter the harem now?
Gu Yu's face turned red with embarrassment, and his voice became softer:
"Yu'er has always been thinking of His Majesty, so she is willing to give up her official career and serve His Majesty."
Looking at the young girl in front of him who was full of love, for some reason, He Muyan felt a trace of disappointment in his heart.
What about the Gu Yu who was writing furiously in the examination room, and even after his identity as a woman was revealed, she still stood in front of him and shouted loudly that women should also read, read, and become officials in the palace?
With his eyes darkened, He Muyan hesitated for a while and said: