They all want to kill me

Chapter 83 The Devil's Whisper

In the guest room of Li Guanqi's house in Kaifeng Mansion, Li Shuhong's expression was terrifying.

He didn't hesitate to spend 100 taels of silver ticket again to use the character template to enter the script.

This time he didn't hesitate at all, he just ignored Zhaoyang and flew straight to the sky outside the palace.

Without any cover, he directly launched a frantic massacre of all warriors in the capital.

Afterwards, he carried out the same brutal and inhumane killing of civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, and he killed a man whose blood flowed across the vast land.

Li Shuhong finally stopped when his belly turned pale.

This night, the number of people who died at his hands had reached four figures.

Throwing down the half-broken sword that he didn't know where it came from, Li Shuhong let out a breath of foul air slowly.

At his feet was a pile of corpses.

His behavior this time directly caused the script to collapse to the point where it could not proceed.

But he didn't care, this time he didn't intend to continue to push the script, his purpose was to relieve the pent-up anger in his heart.

In the real world, he was inexplicably killed and seriously injured by two innate masters, and he always encountered problems in the script world.

There was already a fire in his heart.

But Li Shuhong understands one thing, the more angry you are, the more calm you are. Only when you calm down can you think and make fewer mistakes.

But it's easier said than done, it's not good to suppress the depression in his heart, and his mood was indeed affected.

So all he had to do was vent the fire.

It's a good deal to exchange 100 taels of silver for him to regain his composure.

And even then he didn't kill people at will.

But these are not important, what is important is that he has indeed calmed down now.

Without hesitation, Li Shuhong cut off his heart and started over again.

Dragging a long skirt and walking out of the house, Zhaoyang narrowed his red phoenix eyes.

The sky was clear, and the pale white sun hit her body, making her thin body feel a little warm.

However, this warmth can only warm her body, but not her heart.

But she still doesn't care, as she has for the past 12 years.

She walked forward, towards her end.

Emperor Zhou did not show up, and it was the Minister of Rites who was in charge of the wedding ceremony.

Zhaoyang remained expressionless the whole time, and even emptied his mind.

It wasn't until the end of the ceremony that she knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the palace at the maid's reminder, and then followed the maid into the extravagant four-wheeled carriage.

"You're here?"

A strange but familiar voice sounded in the carriage.

Zhaoyang finally had an expression on her face, and her eyes were full of astonishment.

Because right at the entrance of the imperial palace, on Suzaku Street, in the motorcade surrounded by countless people, that figure in the green shirt actually appeared in the carriage!
Just as the maid was about to exclaim, Li Shuhong tapped the acupoints and threw it aside.

An accompanying eunuch outside the car asked, "Your Highness, what happened?"

"nothing."

Zhaoyang responded flatly, then lowered his voice and said, "Why did you come? There are so many guards, it's too dangerous!"

Although she tried her best to control her emotions as calmly as possible, all the anxiety, distress and joy in her words were conveyed to Li Shuhong.

He's only 12 years old after all.
"There is no place in this world that I can't go to. I can go wherever I want." Li Shuhong smiled, "By the way, you still wear that mask? But it was bought for three yuan. If you like it, I will give you more at another day." You have some. And that stick, you said you don’t like candied haws?”

"." Zhaoyang threw the mask and wooden stick aside, expressionless, "It has nothing to do with you."

Li Shuhong was helpless, "Can you be more polite? Anyway, I am much older than you, so I don't know how to respect the old and love the young?"

This kind of little girl who pretends to be strong but is actually fragile and self-pitying is really difficult to deal with.

"I'm the princess." Zhaoyang's expression was cold, and then his eyes were slightly turned sideways, "Besides, you never respected me."

"Tsk." Li Shuhong clicked his lips, "You don't even know what I lost because of you."

That's 200 taels of silver!

Although 100 taels of it was used by him to vent his repressed heart, but the source is still in this little princess, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhaoyang was silent for a long time before saying in a voice like a mosquito, "Thank you."

Li Shuhong was greatly surprised.

Then he laughed again.

He hates the so-called "iceberg beauty", but he likes this kind of beauty that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Again, he doesn't hate children, what he hates are noisy, noisy and disobedient brats.

"It's okay." Li Shuhong yawned, "Don't worry."

Now he won't open his mouth to say "don't go to Yannan" and other nonsense.

Before seeing the reality clearly, this girl is just a drifter who doesn't care about anything.

So on the way, let her see the reality clearly, and then decide to live for herself.

Only then will Li Shuhong help her achieve this goal.

And what he has to do along the way is to guide her, to guide her on this path of living independently and only for herself.

Zhaoyang didn't speak.

But with Li Shuhong around, she did feel a strong sense of security.

After all, this is the first time in her life that someone cares about her, even if he is just pretending, even if he has some purpose. She doesn't care.

To be used is to be used.

At least that father didn't care about her when he used her, even if he was just pretending.

She quietly opened a corner of the curtain and looked outside.

The cherry blossoms on the cherry trees on both sides of the Royal Road are in full bloom, and countless pink petals are falling like snow.

After closing the curtains, Zhaoyang asked, "What should she do?"

She was referring to the maid whose acupuncture points were tapped by Li Shuhong.

"You decide."

Li Shuhong glanced at the terrified maid.

She was the servant who arranged to marry Zhaoyang as a dowry, but she was also the murderer who blew up the carriage.

Li Shuhong didn't go to eat Douhua this time, but directly lurked in the carriage.

After he got into the car, he checked the entire carriage, but did not find any explosives.

Just now when he clicked on the lady's acupoints, he let the real energy circulate in her body, and he found that the lady has real energy, and her strength is not weak.

There is also that kind of attribute intensity. It is the innate master with the fire attribute who planted the seeds of true energy in her body, and after she accompanied the princess to the car, it would detonate the true energy in her body.

Then she will explode like a powder keg.

If we make a comparison, the true temperament and strength of this court lady are slightly stronger than Feng Chenxiao, that is to say, she is at least a martial arts master who is close to the acquired Dzogchen. This kind of strength is already a first-class master in the world. The top sects can be regarded as the core disciples among the core disciples, and it is not a big problem to be an elder among the general big forces.

But why would a master of this strength be a maid in the palace?It was even arranged to marry an unfavored princess, and was even used as a "prop" to kill the princess.

Zhaoyang frowned and said, "Should I first ask who sent her here?"

"That's actually not important, and she won't say it." Li Shuhong shrugged, "Forget it."

He casually unlocked the maid's acupoints, and then asked with a smile: "You have also heard what His Highness said, tell me, if His Highness is satisfied, maybe you can survive."

The maid gritted her teeth and suddenly shouted, "There are assassins! There are assassins!"

She knew she couldn't run away, let alone catch the princess and threaten her.This man is extremely terrifying, he can restrain her with just one face-to-face, and even now he doesn't care if he undoes her acupoints.

This shows that the opponent has extreme confidence in his own strength.

But as long as she can attract the attention from outside the carriage, she might still have a chance!

Zhaoyang was startled, and subconsciously looked at Li Shuhong.

Li Shuhong didn't respond, and still looked at the maid with a smile.

There was also no reaction outside the carriage, the convoy was still advancing slowly, and now it had left the capital and headed south.

The maid's face was ashen.

Li Shuhong calmed down and said: "Aren't you going to say it now?"

The maid gritted her teeth, "You kill me!"

Li Shuhong smiled, looked at Zhaoyang, "You decide."

Zhaoyang pressed his lips tightly, and said calmly, "Kill it."

After that, she closed her eyes.

"hey-hey."

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't hear the sound of hands-on action. When she opened her eyes, she saw Li Shuhong's smirk.

"You have to do this kind of thing yourself. I have no grievances with her. Why should I kill her? She is going to kill you."

Li Shuhong took out a dagger and handed it to Zhaoyang, "Come on, aim at her neck and stab it down."

Zhaoyang's face turned pale, but she still took the dagger.

It's just that when she raised the dagger to the maid, her fingers trembled and she was still unable to strike.

"Maybe she was also forced, for example, a family member was taken away and threatened by the other party."

"So what, the end result is that she wants to kill you."

And if it wasn't for him, Mr. Li, this court lady would have already succeeded.

Zhaoyang remained silent.

As expected, he was still a child, Li Shuhong sighed inwardly, but he also felt that he was going too far.

Let a 12-year-old girl kill someone or something
But the environment in which she lives requires her to do this.

If you want to blame, blame this world and her background.

Li Shuhong walked over and pulled her up, and then stood behind her, holding her trembling hand holding the dagger.

Although the girl was only 12 years old, she was about 1.6 meters tall. Li Shuhong slightly bent over to her ear, and said softly, "Come on, kill her, or she will kill you."

Zhaoyang bit his lower lip with his white teeth, and the fingers holding the dagger turned white.

But Li Shuhong still held her hand firmly, and slowly approached the maid.

The maid tried her best to get up, but for some reason, she found that she couldn't move at all.

She could only watch helplessly as the dagger got closer and closer to her neck.

When the dagger touched the hand on the maid's neck, Zhaoyang subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Open your eyes and watch carefully."

Li Shuhong gently breathed in her ear.

Her heart trembled, and Zhaoyang's face turned pale, but she still opened her eyes obediently, staring at the palace maid's face distorted to the extreme with fear, and those eyes of resentment and fear.

Then, she felt that Li Shuhong was holding her hand slightly harder.

stab-

She felt a warmth in her hand as if she had cut the leather.

"Ho-ho-"

The trachea was severed, and the palace lady fell to the ground and twitched while clutching her bloody throat.

Twitching and twitching, she was silent.

Only those eyes with dilated pupils were still staring at Zhaoyang.

Dang-

Zhaoyang subconsciously let go of his hand, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Her legs gave way and she fell backwards.

Then fell into a generous embrace.

　Still 3200 words. Chapter 29:[-] out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)