Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 845 The Pit Depth 157 Meters Can’t Be Asked (4)
"..."

"My sense of this person is very accurate. Xinyi is not as impetuous and vain as Xinyi, and has a weak temper. She doesn't look like someone who can do such a dramatic and important thing. In fact, I am willing to believe her in my heart. It's just... I'm afraid, and I dare not trust people casually. Sometimes I entrust my heart to give, if I am betrayed, I will lose everything."

"..."

Xiao Qian glanced at her lightly, "Who are you talking about?"

"Tell the truth."

"Hmm!" Xiao Qian responded lightly, the corners of his lips curled up almost imperceptibly, and a smile that couldn't be hidden appeared in his deep eyes, "When did Ah Jiu learn to think about these ways of human nature? "

"I'm always thinking."

"Really?" Xiao Qian smiled lightly, "I didn't realize that you also have humanity before."

"...Xiao Liulang!" Mo Jiu glared, "Are you saying I'm not human?"

"You said it."

"Hmph!" Mo Jiu realized that he was looking for something to say, so he turned his head away and said nothing.

Xiao Qian gave a low laugh, not competing with her petty temper.And the few guards hanging far behind, hearing such a dialogue, couldn't help but feel ashamed for their master, deeply feeling that she was going further and further on the road of wife and slave...

In fact, Xiao Qian has never been a good-tempered person.Especially with women even more impatient.Probably because of his unparalleled beauty and beauty, no matter how beautiful the beauties are, he has never even had a straight eye, let alone such pampering and pampering.

Sure enough, one thing falls one thing, this Mo Jiu was born to restrain him.

The two masters had no energy to bicker, and the group fell into silence.

In the sky at this time, the setting sun was like blood, and a golden afterglow shone on the earth, casting a shadow on everyone.Long and short falls on the dry ground, blending with distant mountains and near trees, there is a poetic artistic conception.

Prosperity, sunset, contradictions... everything will eventually disappear.Mo Jiu's eyes passed through a brilliant golden glow of the sunset, looking at the city walls and banners in the distance, feeling confused for a moment.She came here through time and space, traveling through the whole life, is she going to waste this inch of time in the irritability of fighting with Xiao Liulang?

Otherwise, let her give in first?

She turned her head away, stared at him deeply, put on an enchanting smile, and was thinking about waiting for Xiao Qian to turn around, so she would give him a wink to scare him.However, before Xiao Qian could look back and see her charming and compromising, that bastard Xue Fang hurried over with two imperial guards, his face flushed, sweating profusely, he jumped off his horse, and saluted Xiao Qian with fists in his hands: "Mr. !"

But in half an hour, he came back?
Xiao Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Have you found someone?"

Xue Fang glanced at Mo Jiu, shook his head lightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice, "So far, we haven't found any trace of Wanyan Xiu, but our people found Xin Xin in a farmland in the east of the city." Lian's body... and the abandoned carriage."

"died?"

"Yes! Dead."

If you die, there will be no more evidence!

Obviously, Xinlian got people's benefits and promises, so she did the job of helping to transfer Yan Xiu. However, she thought that she could get the glory and wealth she wanted afterwards, but she was silenced halfway. Throwing the dead body in the farmland, since then, the fragrant soul has been melted into the soil, and the life is gone. Where does the wealth come from?
Self-inflicted crimes can't live, Xinlian has such an ending, Mo Jiu has no sympathy in his heart, apart from lamenting that human life is cheap in a troubled world, he admires the person who arranged the plan - he is so cruel and thoughtful, he is a good opponent .

(End of this chapter)