Qiu Chongyun straightened his fingers to smooth out some fine messy hairs on his temples, looked over at him sideways, and said angrily, "You also know that he is my eldest nephew, so what can I plot against him?"
"That's why I'm curious." Xie Zhiwei mixed the little plot he knew and the logic he made up, and said inscrutablely, "In the past few days, even an outsider like me can see that your eldest nephew wants to take Chi Yan. Most likely, he would not let Honglian go. But you shot rashly before, but unexpectedly forced Chi Yan to death, and Honglian was also snatched away by me. You have to do everything possible to get me to cooperate with you, so as to hide the truth."
Qiu Chongyun paused, and then laughed: "I hate it, you are suddenly so serious, people are not used to it, but... there is an indescribable charm, if it weren't for your face... Cough, I might have been deeply attracted by you Charmed."
This woman said that he is top-notch, if Xie Zhiwei didn't have any thoughts about all the women in this article, I really couldn't stand the winks she threw out.
Xie Zhiwei's face remained unmoved, and continued to continue the preface: "Of course you are not afraid that your eldest nephew will know that Chi Yan is dead, but you are afraid that this matter will be revealed and the secret hidden behind you will be involved, right?"
The expression on Qiu Chongyun's face quickly faded, she stood there leaning on the gabion railing, and after a while, she smiled again: "Who said I'm not afraid that he knows Chi Yan's death? People are terribly afraid .”
The yin and yang of this sentence, Xie Zhiwei couldn't tell if she was joking, so he could only perfunctory: "Is it?"
Qiu Chongyun said: "But I also found that you seem to be more afraid of my nephew than I am."
Xie Zhiwei said casually: "He is the prince's son of Kyushu. He has a high position and authority. He has cultivated well. No one is afraid of him."
Qiu Chongyun shook his head, and said seriously: "No, your fear is different from others."
"What's the difference?"
"Ordinary people are afraid of my nephew, and they don't even dare to look at him. Even I, when my nephew is in a bad mood, I dare not look directly at him. But you are funny, always staring at me Look, big nephew, you still look guilty... Oh yes! It's just guilty, why are you guilty of my big nephew?"
Qiu Chongyun looked at him with great interest, but there was no gossip written on his face.
Xie Zhiwei didn't change his face: "I'm pretending to be Chi Yan, of course I'm guilty." Seeing Qiu Chongyun began to bow his head in thought again, Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but said: "Can we talk about these insignificant matters in another day, you let me out first."
Qiu Chongyun took a step back without a word, took a stone and threw it at the railing, and several battles of white lotus brilliance immediately appeared, enclosing the gabion airtight.
A chill lingered in Xie Zhiwei's chest, chilling his heart.
Qiu Chongyun shrugged: "I really want to let you go, but you also saw it... Don't worry, I will take good care of that little sister and not disfigure her."
Fuck it's already at this time, I don't care if she is disfigured or not!
There was a moment of silence in the stone cage, and Qiu Chongyun tried to comfort Xie Zhiwei: "In two days, you won't have to be bored here anymore, we're going to change places, and then you can take a look at the scenery along the way, and maybe you'll feel better."
Hehehehe, sister, you really know how to comfort people. God logic, let me tell you to pour sulfuric acid on your face first, and give you a mirror to make you look good for a while, can you forget the pain of pouring sulfuric acid
Xie Zhiwei waved his hand, pretending to be false: "Good idea."
By now, Xie Zhiwei knew that Qiu Chongyun's joint could not be opened. He couldn't figure it out, they were all enemies, for Mao Muku he wanted to give Bai Yu a happy death, even though his death was not happy.
But at least it was better than Chi Yan and Bai Jianzhuo. Let Chi Yan watch Bai Yu's death leave a psychological shadow, see it for nothing... In this state, life is better than death.
What on earth is Mu Yu thinking, keeping Bai Jianzhuo and Chi Yan, could it be that he wants to choose an auspicious day, find a place with good geomantic omen, and then operate
As an actor, the most important thing is to adjust the state. Xie Zhiwei feels that right now, he can only take one step at a time. Since he can't escape right now, he should act as a prisoner and have the right to open up the play.
Time passed in torment, and within two days, Xie Zhiwei had just put down his job when he was dragged out by two tall and burly demon soldiers.
The day has finally come.
Well, let’s listen to Qiu Chongyun first, it’s easy to come out after being locked up for so long, to see the scenery for a change of mood, and run as soon as possible.
The next moment, a black cloth was firmly covered over his eyes.
Xie Zhiwei: "..."
Do you know that there is still a mask on your face? Cover the only two holes in the eyes, so that no one will save any face, right? The villain also needs to look good!
Let alone the scenery, I don't even know whether the prison cart is pulled by a mule or a horse. I don't know the surrounding situation, and I don't dare to use my spiritual sense to scan. What is the difference between this and a blind person
A sweet smile came from not far away, and the deliberate sweetness in it could be smelled dozens of steps away.
After so many days, this woman Qiu Chongyun was finally willing to show her face.
Xie Zhiwei was about to make some noise to attract her to protest, but suddenly his heart skipped a beat. He heard a voice whisper: "It's nothing, it's just missing something."
Qiu Chongyun sneered: "Things that can be remembered by the nephew are definitely not ordinary things. It's okay if they are really lost, but if they are stolen, it would be too daring. Don't be soft-hearted, nephew."
Xie Zhiwei's scalp became tense, he didn't expect Mu Yu to come to "escort the prisoner" in person, the hope of escape was so slim.
However, according to Mu Yu's half-dead appearance, he was about to wear a cloak to become an immortal. Even Bai Yu's death did not make him feel better. Still care about what is lost
Xie Zhiwei thought for a while facing the darkness, and his scalp became tighter. There is a big heavy bag tied around his waist, and it is not very obvious under the wide robe. Isn't it the "thing" that Mu He lost
Xie Zhiwei really wanted to run over and grab Qiu Chongyun's neck, and shouted: "Stop making trouble, your eldest nephew will never be soft-hearted!"
That's all he thought about, who would have suffered retribution the next moment.
A force was like an invisible big snake, tightly strangling his neck. It was a gloomy evil spirit, like a snake letter, and he felt cold through the mask.
The hero got nervous again and came to trouble him. If you want to kill, you can kill, how about a few years? He was the one who coaxed him, if it was the real Chi Yan, he would have bitten his tongue and committed suicide as soon as he became bloody.
A golden star flashed in front of his eyes, and then he heard Mu Yu's voice lingering around: "Is it you?"
The hero is not a fool, how could he not think of this level. Previously, the hero used the Qingping sword to deal with him, but found it was useless. He must have decided not to admit defeat, so he ran to the Blood River Pond ahead of time to snatch the blood agate. Then in the hero's cognition at this moment, it is not surprising that Chi Yan, who he disguised as Chi Yan, can enter the hut surrounded by the enchantment of Qingping sword.
In short, the plot is that if you die today, you think it’s okay, but in fact, the retribution will be tomorrow, right
MMP!
"The reason why you are not afraid of the Qingping Sword, I am not interested in knowing." Mu Yu's voice was neither happy nor angry, as if he was stating an unimportant matter, "Hand it over."
"He's not afraid of the Qingping Sword? Is there such a thing?" Qiu Chongyun couldn't believe what Mu Yu said, but after waiting for a while, Mu Yu ignored her, so she had to look at Xie Zhiwei: "Hand over what? Big nephew, you What's wrong with this... Chi Yan, is it my illusion that you two are always weird?"
Xie Zhiwei's feet slowly left the ground, and he felt that he could hardly breathe.
For a moment, he really hoped that Mu Yu could kill him quickly, it was so frankly aggrieved to always threaten and coerce him. Although he always compromises in one way or another in order to grab the show, he is also an upright man, okay
Qiu Chongyun hurriedly said: "It seems that we are about to arrive at Daozong, nephew, don't be impulsive."
Xie Zhiwei tilted his ears slightly under Hei Lian's entanglement.
What the hell? Taoism? Why is the male protagonist dragging him and Bai Yu to Daozong? Could it be that they want to join a table in front of his grave to fight the landlord
Hehehe, not funny at all.
Xie Zhiwei looked serious. But at this moment, he couldn't even give Mu He a look of death. It was a failure for the villain.
Qiu Chongyun's complexion gradually became serious, and he stopped talking. The three of them faced each other silently, while Hei Lian, like a big snake, dispersed into countless smaller snakes, penetrating along Xie Zhiwei's robe. The hairs on Xie Zhiwei's back stood on end, and he couldn't help but think of the fear of being abused at the bottom of the Blood River.
Fortunately, Mu Yu didn't make things difficult for him this time. After Hei Lian walked back and forth on him several times, her waist lightened, and the bag containing the "dog" fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the strength strangling Xie Zhiwei's neck loosened, and all the cold, black-faced evil spirits wandering on the skin disappeared without a trace. Xie Zhiwei was thrown into the prison car as if he had been vented, his bones almost fell apart.
Mu Kui flipped his hands over, palms facing up. The bag on the ground flew into his hand automatically as if alive, and he raised his eyes: "It really is you."
The knot that tied the bag was untied by itself, and then the "dog" meowed sleepily at Mu Gan, jumped off the ground and stretched freely.
Qiu Chongyun finally came back to his senses: "Nephew, you said Chi Yan...why did you steal your cat?"
"Aunt Yun, look after this place, don't let Bai Jian die." Mu Kui dropped a sentence expressionlessly, tipped his toes, and flew towards his own carriage. It was as if staying here a little longer could stain his white clothes.
Qiu Chongyun watched from a distance as the car curtain was lowered, completely covering Mu Ku's figure, and the fake smile on his face disappeared. She moved to Xie Zhiwei's side and asked in a low voice, "Are you not afraid of Qingping Sword?"