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Chapter 147 Can Song Xuan stay in my house?

Song Qinghuan's eyes trembled fiercely, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

what did she say?
She said... She is already a member of Brother Wuhuang?
Although this news is really unbelievable, it is not impossible to see the expression of Brother Wu Huangcai just now, otherwise, how can it be explained that the relationship between the two has reached such a strong point in a short period of time?

Jun Xichao took a step back, as if feeling Song Qinghuan's surprise, a bitter and mocking smile appeared on his lips, "We...we were plotted... the specific situation, I will talk to you when I go back, okay? ? Now..." Her eyes froze for a moment, "Now, I have more important things to do."

Saying that, she glanced at Song Xuan who was getting cold on the ground, walked to his side, knelt down slowly, then lowered her head, and gently pressed a kiss on his forehead.

Looking nostalgicly at Song Xuan again, she stood up, the tenderness that burst out from the bottom of her eyes disappeared, leaving only depression and coldness.

"Take care of him." She said softly to Song Qinghuan without any trace of brows, and then walked towards the other side of the ruins of the hall with her sword in hand.

Song Qinghuan's hands and feet felt cold.

What does she want to do?
Shen Chuhan tightly held the hand around her waist, glanced at Mu Bai, and said coolly, "Go and see."

Mu Bai ordered to follow behind Jun Xi.

He saw Jun Xi go around to the other side of the main hall, and then began to dig up those rubble ruins, his expression was cold and hard, his eyes were cold and unmarked, like a walking corpse.

"Your Highness Fifth..." Mu Bai stepped forward and called tentatively.

Jun Xi didn't seem to notice, she was still digging those stones and logs mechanically, her ten fingers were quickly ground bloody, but she didn't care at all.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the surroundings were dim, Mu Bai stood behind her, and could only see her silhouette.

Seeing that she didn't reply, Mu Bai had no choice but to go back and report the situation to Shen Chuhan and Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan frowned slightly when he heard the words, and suddenly, a sternness flashed in his eyes, "She is poaching Jun Che!"

Jun Chefang ran in the opposite direction from Brother Wuhuang and Jun Xi. He hadn't come out yet, and he was probably buried in the ruins.The main hall collapsed so completely that he would lose half his life if he was afraid of dying.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent and sad emotions in her heart, and glanced at Shen Chuhan, "I'll go and have a look."

Shen Chuhan responded gently, but he didn't feel relieved that she was alone, so he followed her not too far away.

Song Qinghuan went around to the side where Junxi was, and saw that she was still kneeling on the rubble pile, digging the stones frantically, her eyes were full of cruelty and desolation, for a moment, it reminded Song Qinghuan of going from hell to hell. The Shura ghost who came from here.

She blinked her eyelashes, walked forward Shen Shen, and held her shoulder.

"Jun... Fifth sister-in-law, may I call you fifth sister-in-law?" Her voice was deep and cool, and the night wind made people's heart full of anxiety involuntarily cool down.

Doesn't Song Qinghuan hate it?

Of course she hates it.

But she also understands that it is unrealistic for a few people to dig Jun Che out with bare hands at this moment.What's more, Jun Che is buried deep in the ruins, how much possibility is there for surviving?
Their greater enemy, hides behind the scenes.

Hearing Song Qinghuan's words, Jun Xi paused his digging hands, and finally turned his head to look over.The light hit Song Qinghuan's deep eyes, there was a moment of silence, and she said deeply, "Okay."

Song Qinghuan stepped forward, stopped beside her, bent down and held her hand, "Fifth sister-in-law, stop digging."

Jun Xi didn't speak, but stared blankly at the ruins under his feet with a stern expression.

"Wuyang, I hate it!" After a long time, she gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words.

"I know." Song Qinghuan followed her gaze to the ground, her eyes were also cold, "But trying to dig him out with bare hands is not easy? It's been so long and he hasn't come out yet. I think he's probably in danger. few."

"Besides, he is not the only one we have to deal with."

Jun Xi's expression changed, and he turned his head to look, "What do you mean?"

"It's a long story, and it needs a long-term discussion. It's getting late now, let's go back and talk about it first, okay?" Song Qinghuan's face was as dark as night.

Jun Xi thought for a long time, finally nodded, and agreed with a deep voice, and followed Song Qinghuan away from the ruins.

The night is beautiful, the stars and the moon are unknown.

A group of people got into the carriage, slowly left Wuyin Mausoleum, and headed towards Huitong Hall.

Jun Xi insisted on riding in the same car with Song Xuan, and Song Qinghuan knew that she felt sorry for her, so she didn't say much, and sent Mu Bai to drive the car so that she could look after her.

At this time, everyone still had something unclear, they all saw Jun Xi's identity as a woman, and they all sighed in their hearts.

The return trip was extremely depressing and long.

Song Qinghuan leaned helplessly against the wall of the car, his eyes were slightly closed, his hands and feet were cold.

In just one day, she has experienced too much, and she still needs time to digest.

Brother Wuhuang...his voice, face and smile are still so vivid in his mind, but he is already cold, and he can't wake up again, and...can't open his eyes to look at him again.

How does this make her accept it?
There was a sad and desolate breath all over his body, and tiredness was written between his brows and eyes.

"Ah Wan..." Shen Chuhan held her hand, and called her in a deep voice, with distress written in his brows and eyes.

"Ashu, I don't want to say anything right now, can you just leave me alone?" Song Qinghuan didn't open her eyes, she just spoke indifferently, her tone didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

Shen Chuhan's hand seemed to be stiff for a moment, and he quickly withdrew it with an "um".

Song Qinghuan knew that her attitude was a little cold, but at this moment her mind was a mess, and there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart. She didn't want to say anything, didn't want to hear anything, she just wanted to be quiet.

The death of Brother Wuhuang is naturally inseparable from Jun Che. If he died like this, it may be his good fortune. If he is still alive, he and Jun Xi will definitely make his life worse than death.

But besides him, there was another person who couldn't escape the death of Brother Wu Huang.

and--

He also wants to kill them all!

His expression was as cold as ice, and waves floated in his tightly closed eyes.

Suddenly, she remembered something, suddenly opened her eyes, and looked at Shen Chuhan, but unexpectedly bumped into Shen Chuhan's eyes as deep as the sea.

He was looking at himself, always looking at himself.

His expression was slightly cool.

But as soon as Song Qinghuan opened his eyes, the frost in the bottom of his eyes shattered, and bright sparks burst out.

Song Qinghuan's heart softened suddenly.

Just now his tone was really not good.

The death of Brother Wuhuang was not what Shen Chuhan wanted to see.In the previous life, he hated him because of this matter, and in this life, he must still have grudges and uneasiness in his heart.

Past life... past life...

A sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart, she lived her whole life in vain, but still, she couldn't protect the person she wanted to protect.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he looked up, Shen Chuhan's eyes were still staring at her closely, surging complicatedly, with forbearance, caution, solemnity, and hope.

Song Qing sighed happily.

She has already lost one of her closest people, why should she hurt the feelings of another close person?What's more, from the beginning to the end, the death of Brother Wu Huang had nothing to do with Shen Chuhan.

Eyebrows lowered, he got up and walked to Shen Chuhan's side and sat down.

"Ashu..." She took the initiative to shake his hand, and slowly rubbed it on her palm.

Shen Chuhan's brows and eyes blinked, the gloomy look in his eyes dissipated a little, and his voice was low, "Ah Wan, is he feeling better?"

"No." Song Qinghuan shook her head, pursed her lips, "I'm sorry, Ash, my tone was not very nice just now."

Shen Chuhan held her back, "Ah Wan, I know how sad you are, but, promise me, don't punish yourself for this, okay?"

Song Qinghuan nodded slowly, expelled the turbid air in his heart long and long, his eyes glowed in the dark night, cold as frost.

She won't punish herself, she wants to live well, and torture those who are related to the death of Brother Wuhuang to death one by one!

"Of course." She raised her eyes suddenly, and the corners of her lips curled into a sharp arc.

From now on, she will never show any mercy!
If God hinders me, I will kill God!If the Buddha blocks me, I will kill the Buddha!
*
The sword-seizing tournament that caused a sensation in the four countries finally came to an end yesterday.

Surprisingly, the final winner of this sword-grabbing conference, the person who successfully obtained the Cangxie Sword from the Infinite Mausoleum, was not Jun Che, the second prince of Zhao Kingdom who had been very popular before, nor Su Jingshuo, the second prince of Chen Kingdom, nor Yu Yu. Song Yi, the great prince of the country.

Instead, Song Qinghuan, the little-known Yu Country Wuyang Emperor Ji.

In addition, the casualties of the other princes, Diji, also shocked the world.

Song Yi, the eldest prince of the Yu Kingdom, and Song Xuan, the fifth prince, died unfortunately in Zhihuilin and the Infinite Tomb. Song Qingyi, the Emperor Pingyang of the Yu Kingdom, was poisoned in the Infinite Tomb and is still unconscious.

Su Jingshuo, the second prince of the Chen Kingdom, died in Zhihui Forest. The third prince Su Jingci, Qinshui Emperor Ji Su Rao, and the eighth prince Su Fengming escaped before the Mausoleum of Infinity collapsed. They only had some skin trauma, which was not serious.As for Ya'an Emperor Ji Su Yan, she also saved her life because she had not qualified for the Sword Seizing Conference.

As for Zhao Kingdom, a prince also died, the fourth prince Jun Han.As for the second prince, Jun Che, although he was buried in the ruins of the main hall, when the internal servants cleaned up the scene afterwards, they found him in the ruins, still had a trace of breath, and carried him back to the mansion.After being diagnosed and treated by the imperial physician, his life was saved, but his left leg was hit by a falling beam, and he became lame from then on.

On the second day after leaving the Infinite Mausoleum, Song Qinghuan brought Xuan Ying and Shen Xing into the palace to face the saint.

Although Shen Chuhan got the Cangxie Sword, he gave the sword to Song Qinghuan.Song Qinghuan didn't refuse, because she needed this Cangxie Sword to establish her position in Yu Country, so that she could truly avenge Brother Wuhuang!

Xuan Ying and Shen Xing were left outside the hall, while Song Qinghuan walked towards the hall under the guidance of the servants.

After entering the main hall, Emperor Zhao was standing at the head, with his back to her, his expression unclear.

"Your Majesty, Empress Wuyang is here." The servant bowed and said respectfully.

Only then did Emperor Zhao turn around, and he looked at Song Qinghuan with heavy eyes, with dark currents in his eyes.

Song Qinghuan was dressed in the palace attire of Tianshuibi, with a cold expression, standing in the palace neither humble nor overbearing, allowing Emperor Zhao to look at him, his hands clenched into fists in his sleeves, revealing a trace of anger in his heart.

The man in front of him had sharp eyebrows and a disdainful posture. Although he was middle-aged, he was well-maintained and had a charm unique to mature men, which showed that he was also a handsome man when he was young.

But at this moment, there was only hatred in her heart.

If it wasn't for him, Brother Wu Huang wouldn't have died!
Jun Che may be the direct cause of Brother Wuhuang's death, but—the man in front of him is also the mastermind, what's more, what he wants to solve is not Brother Wuhuang alone, but all of them.

"Wuyang has seen Emperor Zhao." Song Qinghuan also looked at Emperor Zhao seriously for a few moments, and Fang opened his mouth in a calm and elegant manner.

Emperor Zhao frowned.

He seemed to feel that the strength of character of the Wuyang Emperor Ji of the Yu Kingdom was a little stronger than what he had seen a few days ago.

His eyes became darker.

He never liked women.

In his opinion, women are arrogant, without ambition or courage. Although there are precedents in the history of Yunqing Continent for women to rule, he will never allow such things to happen in Zhao Kingdom.

Fortunately, he had three sons, each with extraordinary appearance and outstanding ability.However, Han'er was... Thinking of this, her heart throbbed.

The reason why he did not establish a prince for a long time was to balance the forces of all parties. Now that Jun Han is dead, the originally evenly matched parties suddenly become unbalanced, and in this kind of turmoil, dissent is most likely to arise.

But what annoyed him even more was that after planning for so long, with such thorough and detailed plans, the Cang Xie Sword finally fell into the hands of the royal family of another country, moreover, he was still an emperor.

Among the four kingdoms in the Yunqing Continent, the most famous concubines are the three beauties—Su Rao, Concubine of Qinshui, Concubine Song Qingyi, Concubine of Pingyang, and Concubine Yin Qingrong, Concubine of Ning Le.And the Empress Wuyang who was standing at the bottom, before that, could only be called unknown, not at all as famous as her imperial sister.

However, after he met Empress Wuyang in person, he discovered that some people were unknown, but deliberately hid their clumsiness, hibernated quietly, and then waited for the right time to become a blockbuster.

Such people include Yin Zhan, Emperor of Liang today, and Song Qinghuan, the Empress Wuyang who successfully broke through the siege and finally won the Cangxie Sword.This kind of person is especially difficult to deal with.

Therefore, even though standing in front of him was a little girl who had just reached the age of Ji, he did not dare to take it lightly.

"Excuse me. Show the seat to Empress Wuyang." He ordered solemnly.

A servant came forward and asked Song Qinghuan to sit down.

Song Qinghuan did not refuse, thanked Emperor Zhao, and sat down unhurriedly.

"I would like to congratulate Empress Wuyang for getting the Cangxie Sword first." Emperor Zhao looked at her seriously, and said with a smile on his face.

Song Qinghuan didn't nod her head, didn't answer the words, just a smile that was neither salty nor light on the corners of her lips, those cold eyes were as quiet as a bright abyss, as if she could see through all the thoughts in the bottom of the heart.

Emperor Zhao felt a little fluffed up by her, and couldn't help feeling a little bit annoyed.

"Emperor Wuyang looks at me like this, but is there something wrong with my face?" His tone became more gloomy, with a hint of anger on his face.

Song Qinghuan smiled suddenly, and said, "Thank you Emperor Zhao." After a pause, with a playful tone, "Wuyang came today and brought the Cangxie Sword, and I would like to invite Emperor Zhao to have a look."

Emperor Zhao was slightly stunned, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "I appreciate Empress Wuyang's kindness, but I have seen the Cangxie Sword before, and it is indeed a peerless sword."

The streamer in Song Qinghuan's eyes danced, and a trace of ridicule faintly flashed across.

"That's right, I forgot, the Cangxie Sword was handled first by Emperor Zhao."

Hearing her seemingly meaningful tone, Emperor Zhao tightened his hand holding the teacup, and a look of ferocity appeared in his eyes.But soon, he adjusted his expression, took a sip of the tea in the cup, Fang raised his head unhurriedly, "Yes, after all, the place where the Cangxie Sword appeared is Zhao Kingdom."

"That's why Emperor Zhao is not willing to hand over the Cangxie Sword he has obtained to others?" Song Qinghuan watched him put down the teacup, his eyebrows frowned suddenly, and Qing Lingling opened his mouth.

Emperor Zhao's eyes dimmed suddenly, and he shot at Song Qinghuan fiercely, "What does Empress Wuyang mean?"

Song Qinghuan stared at him for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice, and bowed to Emperor Zhao, "Wuyang's guards are waiting outside the hall, and the Cangxie sword is on him, please allow him to enter the hall, Wuyang has something to ask .”

Emperor Zhao's expression flustered for a moment, but how could he be willing to lose the wind in front of Song Qinghuan? He quickly closed his eyes and said coldly, "Xuan."

Xuan Ying outside the hall quickly responded to the call.Because of the Cangxie sword he held in his hand, he did not enter alone, but was accompanied by four guards who were closely monitoring him to prevent him from attacking suddenly.

Song Qinghuan stared at the four guards a few times, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

She really wanted to kill Emperor Zhao now, but killing him now, there are too many uncertainties, and it is difficult to deal with the aftermath.What's more, she didn't want to just let him go so cheaply!
Xuanying walked up to Song Qinghuan and handed the Cangxie Sword to Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan took it, his eyes sparkled, he suddenly raised his head to look at Emperor Zhao, and said in a cold voice, "Does Emperor Zhao know that this Cangxie Sword is fake?"

Emperor Zhao's face darkened immediately, and he stared at Song Qinghuan very uglyly, "What does Empress Wuyang mean?"

Song Qinghuan played with the Cangxie Sword in his hand, "literally."

Emperor Zhao's face became even uglier, "Is Empress Wuyang suspicious of me?"

Unexpectedly, Song Qinghuan nodded solemnly, her cold eyes fell on his face, "Yes."

Emperor Zhao gritted his teeth and stared at Song Qinghuan with red eyes, as if he was about to swallow her alive in the next moment.

Song Qinghuan didn't show the slightest bit of worry, she just looked down at the Cangxie sword in her hand, with broken ice and snow in her eyes.

"I've never seen the Cangxie Sword, but I think the appearance of the Cangxie Sword should be the same as the sword in my hand. The scabbard is simple and simple, with stars and clouds engraved on it. It's just..."

She shot suddenly and drew her sword out of its sheath.

The silver light reflected from the blade of the sword pierced the eyes of Emperor Zhao, who was at the head, and quickly reached out to block it. The guards also surrounded Song Qinghuan as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Song Qinghuan laughed lightly, seeing that the sword had been put back into the scabbard.

"Emperor Zhao, don't be nervous, I'm here just to get the real Cangxie Sword."

Emperor Zhao's face was livid, but he still insisted on it, "This is the real Cangxie Sword."

The smile on the corner of Song Qinghuan's mouth remained unchanged, and his voice was cool, "It is rumored that the Cangxie sword has a strong sword spirit. If the sword is drawn out of its sheath, the soul of the sword can be felt within a few miles, with the momentum of dragons singing and tigers roaring. Just now I With the sword out of the sheath in his hand, did Emperor Zhao feel any different sword energy?"

Emperor Zhao gritted his teeth bitterly, but did not make a sound.

Song Qinghuan's face turned cold suddenly, and he shot ice-like sharp eyes at Emperor Zhao, "The more important point is that you activated the self-destruct mechanism of the Infinite Mausoleum. If the real Cangxie Sword is really in the tomb, how could you be willing to let it go?" ?”

Emperor Zhao's face was so ugly that ink dripped out, and he wanted to refute as soon as he opened his mouth.

Song Qinghuan raised her hand, and hurriedly spoke in front of him, "I just didn't expect that for Cang Xie sword, you even counted your own son in it."

When the self-destruct mechanism was activated and Jun Che showed his panicked expression, Song Qinghuan knew that the activation of the self-destruct mechanism was indeed not done by him.

Only he and Junxi had the map in the tomb, and Junxi would not do such a thing, so the only possible person left was the real owner of Wuyin Mausoleum—— Emperor Zhao Wujian.

In other words, at that time, Emperor Zhao wanted to catch all of them, including his own "sons" - Jun Che and Jun Xi.

According to Emperor Zhao's suspicious and ruthless temperament, he could indeed do this.After all, Jun Che is also a person with ambition written on his face. Emperor Zhao probably felt that he was becoming more and more disobedient and threatened his rule, so he took this opportunity to eradicate him altogether.

However, this raises another question.

Rumor has it that the one who wins Cangxie wins the world, how could Emperor Zhao, with such an ambitious temperament, be willing to bury the Cangxie sword in the ground of Wuyin Mausoleum from now on?He will definitely find ways to take it for himself.

Thinking about it this way, all the clues were connected together, and my heart suddenly became brighter.

The Cangxie sword in the tomb is a fake!
But the real Cangxie Sword was hidden by Emperor Zhao long ago.After everyone died in the tomb, he would be able to swallow the Cangxie Sword without anyone noticing, and he could also cause heavy damage to all countries.

Such a strategy of killing two birds with one stone is indeed like Emperor Zhao's ruthless style.

Unfortunately, he ran into them.

He was one of the main culprits who killed Brother Wuhuang, how could Song Qinghuan let his scheme succeed so easily? !

Emperor Zhao's face was very embarrassed, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

How much does this woman know? !

Song Qinghuan sensitively felt the flash of murderous intent in Emperor Zhao's eyes, but his expression didn't change at all, and he still looked leisurely, "What? Emperor Zhao wants to kill me too?"

She rolled her eyes and smiled lightly.

"Emperor Zhao, don't forget that I have a marriage contract with Xiang Shen. Moreover, Shen Xiang cares about me, and I believe Emperor Zhao also sees it. I came before entering the palace today, so he will know. If I can't go back unscathed, Emperor Zhao just wait to make the Liang Kingdom an enemy. What's more, the news that I got the Cangxie Sword has already spread, if I die in the Zhao Kingdom, do you think my father and the entire Yuguo will let it go?"

Her indifferent eyes fell on Emperor Zhao's face calmly, "So, before Emperor Zhao wants to kill me, he should consider whether he has the consciousness to be an enemy of half of the Yunqing Continent, right?"

Emperor Zhao's eyes seemed to be able to spew fire at this time, but he was so angry that he couldn't help Song Qinghuan at all.

Because she was telling the truth.

"I didn't expect that the unknown Empress Wuyang could speak so eloquently." After a while, Emperor Zhao opened his mouth in a cold voice, and his eyes fell on Song Qinghuan, as if he wanted to dig a hole out of her.

"Thank you, thank you." Song Qinghuan's face remained unchanged, "So, Emperor Zhao has made a decision? Should he hand over the real Cangxie Sword to me and we will cancel this matter, or do he want to go his own way and insist on making enemies of the two countries? "

Emperor Zhao stared at her for a long time, finally made a deep sound, and sent away all the attendants with a livid face, leaving only one personal servant.

Everyone withdrew and slowly closed the palace door.

After a cup of tea, the door of the main hall was pushed open, and a person walked out of it, with a palace attire dragging the floor, with a graceful and elegant appearance, and a faint smile on his face.The sun slanted on her delicate jade-like face, making her skin as clear as jade, very touching.

Behind her, followed Xuanying with a solemn face, on Xuanying's back was carrying a sword, emitting a shimmering light——

It is the real peerless famous sword - Cang Xie.

Song Qinghuan returned to the Huitong Hall unscathed, and temporarily handed over the sword to Shen Chuhan for safekeeping.Seeing that she was fine, Shen Chuhan finally settled down, and withdrew the guards who were ambushing outside the palace.

Song Qinghuan was thinking about Junxi and Song Xuan in his heart, and after talking to Shen Chuhan, he disguised himself and left the Huitong Hall in a low-key manner to go to the Fifth Prince's Mansion.

Jun Xi got the notification and came to meet him in person.

Song Qinghuan looked at her haggard face with red and swollen eyes, the sadness in her heart was aroused again, and her eyes turned red involuntarily.

On the contrary, Jun Xi pursed his lips and smiled, "I heard that Wu Yang entered the palace today."

Song Qinghuan said "hmm" and did not shy away from Junxi, "The Cangxie sword that was brought out from the Infinite Mausoleum that day was a fake."

Jun Xi was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood, raised his brows, and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "He really is really ambitious!" After saying this, his complexion suddenly sank, his eyes were as dark as ink, and his expression was somewhat Trembling, "Could it be that... he activated the self-destruct mechanism of the Infinite Mausoleum?!"

Song Qinghuan nodded with deep eyes.

So their enemies are not only Jun Che, but also Emperor Zhao Wujian!

Jun Xi's face suddenly turned livid.

She has always known that Emperor Zhao is cruel and ruthless, but she never thought that he would not hesitate to kill her own flesh and blood because of an unfounded rumor.More importantly, Song Xuan wouldn't have died if it wasn't for him!
His hands were clenched into fists, and his face was sullen.

After a while, he slowly raised his head to look at Song Qinghuan, "When will Wuyang leave for Yu?"

"Soon." Song Xuan's revenge cannot be avenged overnight, not to mention that she has to deal with Jun Che and Emperor Zhao, that is to say, the entire Zhao Kingdom, so naturally she cannot act rashly.I had no choice but to endure the endless hatred in my heart for the time being, go back to Yu Country first, and then make a long-term plan.

"I have a request, I hope you can agree." Jun Che nodded and spoke slowly.

"Sister-in-law, please tell me."

"Can you keep Song Xuan's... in my house?" Jun Che paused with a strange gleam in his eyes.

　Ahem, regarding the death of Brother Wuhuang, it seems that the girls have great opinions, threatening to send razor blades to Yaoyao, so frightening~
　　Yaoyao just wanted to say that Brother Wuhuang would not die for no reason, and his death would greatly promote the plot.Of course, he won't die so easily, and later... of course there will be Yaoyao's favorite reversal【Wang Tian】

　　
　
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