My uncle is cute

Chapter 437 Nanling, Vengeance

Hua Qingluo's purple pupils exuded a coquettish cold light, and a sneer spread on his lips, "It's you again."

He was also very curious, back when he assassinated Chu Yihan, back when he was chasing him, it was all Chen Shuang, why did he want to let him go?
This time, she didn't come to kill him, did she?
Chenshuang saw him leaning against a tree, although his posture was leisurely and lazy, but his face was pale, obviously very uncomfortable, "Who hurt you?"

From the sound of Hua Qingluo's breathing, it could be heard that his internal injuries were serious, but Chu Yihan's attack just now may not have caused him such serious injuries, like the injuries he had suffered before.

Hua Qingluo followed quietly along the way, not knowing where she was or how she was hurt, Chenshuang's heart hung high because of worry.

Hua Qingluo had already pulled off the black veil on her face, revealing that beautiful and coquettish face, under the frosty moonlight, exuding boundless charm like a fairy.

He leaned against the tree and said lazily, "It's just killing a few people, it's nothing serious, why, you came to kill me again?"

Hua Qingluo teased, he clearly knew that Chenshuang didn't come here this time to fight with him.

Chenshuang lowered her head, buried her emotions under a cold face, threw a bottle of medicine at Hua Qingluo and turned to leave.

She knew that Hua Qingluo would not give up killing Chu Yihan, but she still persuaded him, "It's not good for you to be at odds with the prince."

"None of your business!" Hua Qingluo persuaded him most annoyingly to resolve his hatred, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Chenshuang left after speaking, afraid that she would not be able to restrain herself.

After walking a long distance, she stood on the side of the road for a long time, clutching her sore and aching heart.

She caressed her saber, her eyes full of struggle and pain.

She should have drawn her sword to fight him, she should have killed Hua Qingluo!
But she couldn't do it... She let him go again and again.

"Let him go, let him go..."

Every time she encounters Hua Qingluo, she will think of such a voice in her heart, and then the boundless pain will spread in her heart, tormenting her all the time.

In the dark woods, Hua Qingluo looked at the medicine bottle given by Chenshuang at her feet, and was about to crush it when she lifted her foot.

An old hand took a step ahead of him, picked up the medicine bottle, opened it, smelled it, and handed it to Hua Qingluo's lips, "The high-level elixir of Jiuding Dao is good for your body, take it."

The old man seemed to be consoling, but also had an orderly tone.

Hua Qingluo was very unconvinced, turned her head angrily, "Don't eat! Take it away!"

The figure of the old man was hidden under a black robe, except for the wrinkled, withered and thin hands, there was nothing to show.

His voice was heavy and hoarse like a bellows, "Does the young master want to trample on his own body, watching Chu Yihan become stronger and stronger, and then revenge is hopeless?"

Hua Qingluo became more and more irritable, "Shut up!"

He doesn't want to hear him say this!

"The old slave shut up, what about the princess? The young master is no stranger to Nanling, right? What happened to the princess and the young master back then, are you going to forget it, or are you going to ruin it on the impulse of Su Yuetong?" The old man's voice sounded calm, but suppressed deep anger, like a suppressed volcano.

"I'll take it! You talk a lot of bullshit, old man!" Hua Qingluo impatiently swallowed a bottle of medicine whole. He didn't want to listen to this person's rambling anymore, but this person didn't let him go. He nagged in his ear, telling him to stop being willful and think more about how to get revenge.

(End of this chapter)