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Chapter 80 I want to exchange intoxication for sadness (3)
Through the hall, through the corridor, beyond the flower wall, the moon is dim.

Along the way, I feel that this palace famous for its mystery in the martial arts forest is extraordinary. Everywhere in the halls and pavilions is gorgeous, or unique, or majestic, or exquisite, all of which show huge financial resources and uncanny skills. Father's Yanwang Mansion is still much better.

When passing by an exceptionally magnificent hall, He Lanyou, who was leading the way, said calmly, "Before I was five years old, I lived here without looking back."

I stared at the hall, and felt that the structure was taller and grander than the other houses, and it was located in the center of the hall. There were so many houses with cornices everywhere, and it was incomparably luxurious. I couldn't help asking: "This seems to be the main hall."

He Lanyou's voice was calm: "Yes, after I was five years old, I moved out, and now He Lan Xiuchuan lives here, but he prefers Xiyuan, and he doesn't live here from time to time, or he doesn't want to. Stay where your father stayed."

"Helan Xiuchuan?"

There was no emotion in He Lanyou's voice: "It's my uncle, the current leader of Ziming."

I fell silent, I didn't know what to say, I had a faint premonition in my heart, maybe, the more I know, the thinner my hatred and resentment will be cut.

The more you walked, the more remote, the more deserted you went, the trees gradually became thinner, the houses gradually became simpler, and the figures floating like lamps that could be seen everywhere in the front hall gradually disappeared. He Lanyou finally stopped in front of a seemingly inconspicuous courtyard. , smiled and said: "The humble house is simple, I have neglected everyone."

I was still wary of him, so I deliberately stayed away from him and followed into the yard.

I can't help but stay at a glance.

It really is... a humble house.

Old trees, dead vines, fallen leaves everywhere, low houses.

Desolate, bleak, silent.

It is impossible to imagine that such a simple and almost shabby house exists in such a huge and gorgeous palace complex.

The five people stepped on the scattered dead leaves, and immediately there was a slight cracking sound from the soles of their feet, which was very clear in this dark and lonely dilapidated courtyard.

The four of us, regardless of Fang Qi's unknown origin, are almost used to staying in the homes of superior and comfortable wealthy families. We can clearly tell that the layout and rough furnishings of this courtyard are really similar to those taught by He Lanyou. The identity of the young leader does not match, even the servant's room in Xining Hou's mansion is neater and brighter than this courtyard.

There was no embarrassment in He Lanyou's expression, as if he walked into the magnificent main hall we saw earlier, with the beaded curtain of the Baiyu Gate.

"Squeak" sounded.

He Lanyou gently pushed open the cracked wooden door, stepped into the darker hall, and went to fetch candles.

The candle was about to light up, but a ray of silver light lit up first.

The cold light of Xumi Sword shone brightly in the slightly gloomy hall in the night, the silver light of the sword tip pointed straight at He Lanyou's chest without hesitation.

The cold wind swirled through the uncovered windows and lifted everyone's clothes. I looked at He Lanyou with eyes that were colder than the wind.

But he remained motionless, standing with his hands behind his back, slightly lowered his head to look at the peerless famous sword, his silver robe fluttered and fluttered, his expression was still gentle, I couldn't even detect a trace of his inner emotions.

"Why did you hurt my master?" I stared into his eyes, trying to make myself as calm as he was, so that no one could see the true feelings in my heart.

However, I found sadly that my sword trembled slightly.

He Lanyou didn't answer, but was still looking at my sword carefully, as if it was a peerless painting worthy of appreciation. Under the light of dancing candles, his expression was so serene, and a gust of wind gently lifted his temples. Exuding, brushing over his perfect face, his whole body is mysterious and beautiful, exuding the faint aloes in the night.

I couldn't help pursing my lips tightly, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in my heart, the inexplicable sour taste.

He Lanyou looked at it for a while, raised her eyelashes, looked at me, and suddenly smiled.

Then stretched out a finger and gently pushed my sword away.

I widened my eyes, watching the tip of the sword being moved slowly by him understatement, as if I didn't use any strength at all, and the short sword pointed sharply, but it was just a show.

But I know I'm not pretending.

Because I suddenly realized that my true power rushed out like a flood, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving my inner organs empty and empty.

The infinite amazement made me a little confused even my sanity. I suddenly remembered an extremely important matter in a trance, and in a blink of an eye, I saw Fang Qi frowning and staring at me, but Jin Xie had already turned around, and Mu Xin Looking up towards the infinite sky, his expression was gloomy.

Except for Fang Qi's ignorance, those two thought I was still in love with He Lan, Mu Xin would naturally avoid suspicion, and Jin Xie simply made an evasive gesture.

They don't know... I'm poisoned.

And He Lanyou, that cunning, insidious person like a fox, smiled so affectionately and looked at me affectionately, his eyes even flashed with surprise and touch, making those two people who had other thoughts and preconceived ideas see it in their eyes, I believed it even more.

My heart sank, and I thought of the faint fragrance that emanated from He Lanyou's body at that moment when my mind was in a trance, which made me intoxicated for a short time.

The well-meaning He Lanyou.

Moving my lips, I found out in despair that I could no longer speak.

He Lanyou smiled and inserted my sword back into the scabbard, and said in a harmonious voice: "Huai Su, I knew you couldn't bear to kill me."

The anger in my heart was raging, and I wanted to open my mouth to yell, and use the sharpest words to puncture the lies of this shameless young man who always speaks truth and lies, kick him away, and step on his head , and then plunged the sword into his heart.

However, I couldn't say a word, I could only watch him come forward talking to himself, gently took my hand and walked into the inner room, and said with a smile: "Huai Su, last time you said you have something nice to ask for." Show me, it's a pity that I left in a hurry and missed it, now I can finally see it?"

It was dark before my eyes, and I became dizzy with anger. Chapter 11, when did I say such a thing?

What's even more hateful is that with such an argument, Mu Xin and Jin Xie, two real gentlemen, will definitely not follow up.

(End of this chapter)