Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 617 Bone Fragrance. 20
In fact, it would be good if Ye Jinhua died.

For some reason, she suddenly felt very sad when he became like this.

"He did something wrong, this is his punishment." Liansheng's tone was very dull and ordinary, like this kind of thing, it was a common occurrence for him, and it didn't shock him at all.

However, it shocked Qin Shiyue's heart.

She swallowed the saliva in her mouth, and stared at Ye Jinhua with wide eyes.

"What did he do wrong?"

How big of a mistake did he have to make to be punished by Lian Sheng to be like this, to look like a human being, a ghost and a ghost.

Presumably, this is a very tormenting thing.

Lian vividly moved her lips: "The crime of trapping and killing the high priest of the Tuogulou."

Ye Jinhua trapped and killed the high priest of the Tuogu Building?

Qin Shiyue looked at Ye Jinhua, does he have such a great ability?No, this man, the one who can kill Liansheng?
She felt incredible.

She shook her head and backed up frequently in disbelief. At the end, the glass slag from the smashed teacup pierced the sole of her foot, and splashed blood flowed out.

She dared not say a word.

Liansheng's voice was deep and cold, like a gust of cold and murderous wind, blowing through Qin Shiyue's heart: "This fate is the most difficult to explain clearly, everyone will return to their original positions, and this is his destination. "

The people who take in the Bone Building are those who make deals with the Bone Building for the sake of resentment and fate.

As for Ye Jinhua, it was Liansheng's punishment for him.

Qin Shiyue didn't know what kind of connection Ye Jinhua had with the high priest under Liansheng. Why did he trap and kill the high priest?And Liansheng, what kind of feelings does he have for that high priest?
She doesn't know.

But, she wants to know...

"Does this matter have anything to do with me?"

Her voice was trembling, if it didn't matter, how could Liansheng deliberately let Ye Jinhua come up to deliver tea so that she could see him and feel so frightened.

Liansheng didn't hide anything, he seemed to think that this was not a secret, so he said flatly, "It does matter, otherwise why would you be here?"

After speaking, he smiled.

That laughter was hoarse and gloomy, tactful and flowing, gloomy and indifferent, but lonely and cold.

She still wanted to ask, but at this time, Ye Jinhua suddenly stretched out his hand holding the teapot, and handed it to her, smiled silly, and asked her: "Guest, how about another cup of tea?"

That voice, as if her vocal cords had been ripped out, was so dumb that she could hardly hear it clearly.

Qin Shiyue's eyes went dark, she suddenly yelled, and hurriedly backed up, and when she reached the circular staircase, she suddenly turned around and ran down.

The wind blows from all directions of the gloomy, the stars in the sky seem to no longer shine, and Liansheng's back has almost melted away.

He turned around slowly.

That face, like the Milky Way stars in the sky, is more beautiful than everything in the world.

His long and narrow eyes showed a dark blue color, and when the long eyelashes trembled slightly, they looked like butterflies about to fly, and a layer of shadow was covered under his white eyelids.

The upturned nose and bright red lips are all breathtakingly beautiful.

His eyebrows are picturesque, like the young man who came out of the most beautiful scroll, tilting out the boundless mountain ink painting.

In an instant, the whole world fell into the city.

The imprint of plum blossoms between the eyebrows is exactly the same as Qin Shiyue's cinnabar between the eyebrows.

The young man looked at the back of her fleeing in a hurry, and murmured with a lonely expression: "If you are willing to listen to me once, how can I be willing to let you wander for so many years?"

(End of this chapter)