Emperor Wu sighed deeply, patted the vase in front of him, and said solemnly: "You are a good child and will fight for a promising future. I am very optimistic about you."
After saying that, Emperor Wu sighed again, "You said, Yueyue is willing to walk out of the dungeon for you, why don't you come to see me, the master?"
"I remember when I was a father and a mother, and I raised him with great difficulty. Is this how he repaying me?"
"He didn't even think about it, how dare I kill his sweetheart."
The more Emperor Wu said, the more aggrieved he felt, "Master Ye Yuan, you said this child is so cruel. It has been thousands of years. I am waiting for him day and night, but he refused to come to see me. He was the emperor.
He was so angry that he was alone from now on, and he never had a master again?"
Perhaps because Emperor Wu used too much force when he was slapping the vase, the vase carved with beautiful totem patterns fell off the cabinet.
With a bang, the huge and delicate vase was broken in an instant.
Emperor Wu was drunk and stared at the fragments all over the ground in a daze. He opened his eyes wide and looked for a while, and asked in confusion: "Master Ye Yuan, why are you dead?"
Qingge: "..."
Her fault.
She was full and let the old guy drink.
I never thought that it was such a bad wine.
However, after this incident, Qingge understood Pei Yue's position in the hearts of Emperor Wu.
Perhaps Pei Yue also had feelings for Emperor Wu, but he had always mistakenly thought that the real murderer who killed the girl was Emperor Wu, so he refused to walk out of the dungeon.
When he walked 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 would rather draw a prison for a jail, fighting for beasts, and let the cold iron prison bind his life.
Bang.
A heavy voice sounded, but the drunk and unconscious Emperor Wu fell heavily to the ground.
Qingge crossed his legs and waved the fan, looking like a second-generation ancestor, and was careless.
Qingge finished drinking a glass of wine in his hand, then slowly got up, came to the side of Emperor Wu, and helped the heavy Emperor Wu up.
"Yueyue, people are not killed by teachers."
Emperor Wu drooped his head and muttered, his words filled with grievances when he was wronged.
He still
Unable to let go, that year, Pei Yue stabbed him with a sword.
He had the ability to backhand, but he stood there, watching the sword pierce into his body without bias.
He couldn't believe that the person who hurt him would be his careful care and dedicated education.
The bloody scene, the pain of being torn apart by the sword blade, is still unforgettable to Emperor Wu.
After drinking, Emperor Wu looked very noisy. Qingge helped him for a while, then grabbed Emperor Wu's collar and lifted the thought-provoking Emperor Wu to the edge of the bed.
Qingge exerted force and saw that the dignified martial arts emperor was thrown onto the bed like a stone.
"Yueyue, I have already won over the relationship with several people from the Evil Palace. Don't worry, I will soon find the truth of that year and find the real murderer who killed that girl."
"At that time, you have to kowtow to your teacher a few times, otherwise your teacher won't forgive you."
"It's been so many years, and I don't know how to be a teacher."
"Is it that difficult to lower your head and admit your mistake? You are obviously a junior, but you are the Emperor of Martial Arts. Besides, you are not wrong with your master."
"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 not at ease lying down. He put one leg on the bed and one leg was hanging outside. His whole body lost its majesty as Emperor Wu. His mouth full of wine opened and closed, and he was chattering endlessly.
Qingge is about to suffer from headaches.
Qingge casually threw the quilt on the bed and quilt on the Wu Emperor, and ran away like oil on the soles of his feet and slipped out.
If you continue listening, I am afraid that her spiritual needle will explode.
Outside the courtyard, Huang Xuan's spine was as straight as a green pine and her body was as straight as a sword.
The footsteps sounded, and Huang Xuan looked at him without squinting, and he knew that the young man had walked out of the Wu Emperor's house.
Before I could see the boy, I could smell the strong smell of alcohol.
Huang Xuan frowned: "Have you drunk?"
The rule set by Emperor Wu is to not drink alcohol on the mountain.
Qingge blinked, "The Emperor Wu asked me to drink it, but I dare not stop drinking it."
Huang Xuan turned around and looked at the closed door, her eyes full of doubt.
is that so?
Emperor Wu hasn't touched wine for many years, so how could he break the precept today?
But Huang Xuan couldn't think that it was the teenager who took the initiative to invite him to drink, unless
This kid doesn't want to live anymore.
"Go down the mountain." Huang Xuan said.
"Aunt Huang won't give it to me?" the boy asked.
Huang Xuan widened her eyes and was stunned, "What are you sending me? Haven't you walked through it just now? Haven't you remembered the road yet?"
"It's dark at night, I'm afraid." The boy said with confidence.
Huang Xuan: “…”
"Let's go." Huang Xuan walked forward unhappily, feeling cold, like a biting cold wind, rising from all directions.
Qingge shook the fan, like a handsome and cynical noble man.
The more Huang Xuan looked at this kid, the more he disliked him.
"Aunt Huang, I heard that you have never married in your life? Can you have a lover?"
On the way down the mountain, the boy suddenly asked.
Spiritual world.
Gu Long: "..."
Eternal Stone: "…"
Is this kid addicted to peach blossoms? He doesn’t even let go of someone so old?
They seriously suspected that Qingge had long forgotten his gender...
Huang Xuan stopped and looked at the boy with a frost on his face, "What do you want to do?"
"Curious, purely curious, Aunt Huang was seen." The boy grinned.
Huang Xuan slowly walked down the mountain, looking at the dark night with her eyes.
After walking a mile, Huang Xuan suddenly said, "Yes."
Qingge was stunned for a moment before realizing that Huang Xuan was answering her just question.
She habitually mentioned it, but Huang Xuan answered very seriously.
Walking through the Broken Arm Cliff, the Eater Bridge, and then passing through the Nine Passes.
Huang Xuan said: "He is dead."
"Die?" The young man was slightly stunned, "How could he die?"
"I killed myself."
Huang Xuan's eyes were slightly red, "He fell into a demon and became a king in the evil palace. I am the righteous guardian. He is the demon king of the evil palace. We are people from different worlds."
Qingge was originally free to do whatever he wanted and casually. He suddenly heard Huang Xuan's words, and a heart seemed to be penetrated by thousands of arrows.
The dull pain spreads wildly!
Qingge's hand holding the fan trembled suddenly.
She stood there motionless.
The whole face was pale and bloodless in an instant.
Huang Xuan was still saying: "I can't avoid a battle with him. He can't come back to the right path, and I can't fall into the devil. So, I killed him."