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Chapter 113: Can't Be Emotional


When Ouyang Junnuo arrived at the Night Palace, there was a layer of ice on the ground outside, but the man who was supposed to be an ice sculpture still drank cup after cup, as clear as a god.

"Young Master Ouyang" The housekeeper took a few steps and was about to say something.

Ouyang Junnuo raised a hand lightly to indicate that he didn't need to say anything, and then walked over slowly. snap The glass cup in Baili Suye's hand shattered into countless pieces, and his cold voice was as cold as ice: "You're here."

His hand had been bleeding since he was in the Lin Mansion, and the wounds from the past had reopened.

Now just a small wound is enough to cause him pain.

And the cup he crushed just now was undoubtedly a new wound filling an old wound.

Ouyang Junnuo put away the gentle smile that always appeared on his face, but was as cold as him.

He walked over directly and pressed his shoulder without saying a word.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the black figure moved In an instant, the two figures under the moon disappeared into a ball, and it seemed that nothing could be seen.

In the short breath, the two people did not know how many moves they had made.

When they finally separated, a little blood seeped out from the lips of Ouyang Junnuo's handsome face.

He reached out and wiped off the blood on his lips without caring, and said softly: "This is our first fight since we grew up, Ye, you are much stronger than I thought."

Baili Suye still stood there, his white hair flying against the wind.

The black clothes were darker than the night, and there was no emotion in those evil purple eyes.

Ouyang Junnuo said: "I know, you believe me, only then I have the opportunity to use that mysterious jade bell, and only then have the opportunity to take Wenren Qianjue away.

But Ye, you know what your own body is like now."

As he spoke, he suddenly changed from his usual strategizing and became excited: "The last time I broke the gong, it hurt your body a lot, but you still did those things for her, Baili Suye."

He called his name directly, and stepped forward.

Step closer: "Haha, are you dying?"

He made fists with both hands.

He was very angry that he had never seen this superior Baili Suye care about anyone since he was a child.

Especially in this kind of thing.

This man is more cold-blooded than me He took that woman away from him because he wanted him to know to stay away from her.

Don't be emotional Baili Suye listened to him calmly before speaking lazily: "Her blood is very different.

She is worthy of being my blood food."

Ouyang Junnuo was startled when he heard this.

He never thought that Wenren Qianjue turned out to be the blood of Zhiyin, which was rare in thousands of years.

So, there was indeed a shortcut, which was to have that woman's blood for him to enjoy, which could indeed make up for his failure.

The backlash he received.

Looking up, Ouyang Junnuo looked at him carefully, with indescribable emotions in his eyes.

"You will enjoy her when necessary" Baili Suye's enchanting purple eyes were half-bent, half-smiling but not smiling, creepy: "What do you think?"

Ouyang Junnuo felt a little more at ease.

His duty was to assist this man.

Although he was usually so powerful that he didn't need protection, there was always something that those superior eyes couldn't see.

Baili Suye is still the Baili Suye she knows, so there will definitely be no surprises.

He walked up and said, "I've beaten you before.

It's not an option to continue like this.

I'll suppress it for you for the time being."

He took out the purple and gold abacus he was carrying.

Click on the machine button next to it, and a small box pops up on the abacus.

The small box is filled with silver needles.

He took out one of the fingers with his slender fingers and stabbed it into Baili Suye's shoulder blade.

He just drank lightly, as if he felt no pain at all.

It also seemed to be too painful and numb instead.

Are you emotional?

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He hates restraint the most, but for thousands of years, God himself has set a rule for him.

As for that woman His relationship with her was just that of a hunter and prey, but it had been too long, and he finally got the toy he liked, so he was reluctant to destroy it so early.

Another silver needle pierced The housekeeper watched from a distance, with sweat on his forehead.

The pain that the Lord suffered was unbearable by anyone, but he never said he was tired or in pain, he just faced everything so calmly.

That woman, it’s best not to come to Night Palace again.

It wasn't until morning that the frost on Baili Suye's body receded, but the white hair and purple eyes did not recede.

Ouyang Junnuo wondered why his strength had decreased so much in such a short period of time.

It seems to heal people's wounds Impossible, who can he heal?

"This can only be done for the time being.

Ye, you go back and have a rest.

If you don't go to the court, the emperor won't make it difficult for you."

Ouyang Junnuo received the silver needle and watched him coldly walk back to the night palace. .

The world-famous Mr.

Ouyang sighed heavily.

Wenren Qianjue had been sitting on the roof all night.

As soon as he closed his eyes, there was an extremely cold smile on his lips.

Thinking about it now, he couldn't say how disappointed he was, but such a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and even more Seems inconsistent.

On the contrary, it was a smile that only appeared when one was extremely disappointed.

She took a deep breath, but no matter what, she still felt out of breath.

Thinking about it carefully, I never owed His Majesty Seventh Prince anything, but the strangely healed wound on his neck last night and his white hair when he left were both so dazzling that people had to think of them together.

"If you don't get up to work, sir, what's the point of spending money on you lazy idiots?"

Lin Fu got up early in the morning and cursed angrily.

He randomly asked a maid: "You, you, you, go and wash the master's pants from last night."

The little maid responded and went to get a change of clothes.

Lin Fujian Everyone got busy, so they secretly went to the Buddhist hall and worshiped the Bodhisattva: "The Bodhisattva has appeared.

Please help me escape this disaster.

I will definitely add money to the temple for sesame oil."

"You are such a scumbag, even a Bodhisattva would want to vomit when he sees you."

Wenren Qianjue appeared behind him coldly, holding his own ancient sword, handsome and unrestrained.

Only the blackness under those eyes showed how uncomfortable she was yesterday.

Plop Lin Fu didn't kneel before the Bodhisattva just now.

When he turned around and saw Wenren Qianjue, Lin Fu was so frightened that he knelt down.

"Xia Xia, Xia Xia, why are you here again?

Didn't you say you let me go?"

Wenren Qianjue raised his eyebrows: "Who said I'd let you go?

I'm just letting you come back temporarily.

Don't tell anyone what happened last night.

As for you, there are still many things to do later."

When Lin Fu heard that he was not going to kill himself, he immediately became happy and said, "The heroine can let me do whatever I want."

Wenren Qianjue was disgusted when she saw his face.

She wished he would die immediately under the ancient sword.

But no, she can still use this waste.

"Go, send someone to Qingwanlou to order a banquet, one table every day.

I want to see you eat it."

Wenren Qianjue yawned and sat down lazily on the chair.

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Lin Fu was surprised: "This is no problem.

But that day when the villain's family went crazy, they also had a banquet at Qingwanlou, so I'm worried."

After the accident, he never had time to think about it.

Now I think about it a bit doubtfully.

"Don't talk nonsense.

I don't have much patience."

Wenren Qianjue glanced at him coldly.

At one table every day, Wei Qingwan had plenty of opportunities to strike.

It would be a pity if the scumbag died.

The important thing was that she had to catch Wei Qingwan.

Lin Fu had no choice but to send someone.

We ate as usual at noon.

Wenren Qianjue also used his chopsticks and buried the rest to prevent maids or animals from accidentally eating it.

After a few days, nothing happened to either of them.

Wenren Qianjue couldn't sleep every night.

One is to look at Lin Fu at all times.

On the other hand, after two or three days, as long as he closes his eyes, he still sees that cold smile.

After Baili Suye left that day, she never heard from him again.

No matter where she was before, that person would always find her.

Is it completely over this time?

At night, Wenren Qianjue returned to the room where the kerosene was sealed, holding a lamp, and suddenly his attention was attracted by a mark on the ground.

She was in a bad mood and weak that day, so she didn't notice much at all.

It seems now that she bent down and traced her finger across the mark.

It seemed to be a little bit of blood, the trace was very round, and there were splash marks around it, it should have dripped to the ground.

And the scar on her neck that day was not big, and it didn't rub much on her clothes, not to mention it dripped on the ground, where that person was standing.

His eyes suddenly locked, Wen Ren Qianjue clenched the knife in his hand, as if this was the only way to make himself feel more at ease.

Was that pervert already injured at that time?

Wenren Qianjue's heart seemed to be pressed by a big stone.

She stood up suddenly, already furious.

No matter whether that person regarded her as a friend or not, after all, they had been together for so long and refused to say a word when they were hurt.

She accepted this kind of thing.

No more A thin and thin figure appeared at the entrance of the palace.

The guards yawned and said, "Who is coming?"

Wenren Qianjue took out the small golden fan and said, "Make way."

Her cold eyes made the guards feel obvious murderous intent.

The little golden fan belonged to the emperor and they all moved out of the way.

She walked very fast, almost as fast as she ran.

If you use the emperor's little golden fan to enter the palace, the emperor will definitely know about it soon.

And she tried her best to take a look at the Seventh Prince before the Emperor knew about it.

Following the route Pei Yuange took her to before, she walked to the door of the Night Palace.

The closer we get, the stronger the uneasy feeling in my heart becomes.

Wenren Qianjue stared, feeling that her heart must have been feeling uncomfortable because she hadn't slept recently.

As she walked in, no one stopped her.

Even the secret guards knew her.

It wasn't until she reached the gate that the housekeeper slowly appeared.

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He looked her up and down with his cold eyes and sneered, "Miss Qianjue, you're welcome."

Wenren Qianjue smiled and didn't care about his sarcastic attitude: "I want to see His Highness Seventh Prince."

"It's a joke."

The butler's voice had no ups and downs, like a robot: "There are so many women who want to see His Highness Seventh Prince.

I don't know where Miss Qianjue should be placed."

The housekeeper felt a sigh of relief.

This woman doesn't look very pretty.

Why does his master treat her differently than others?

How virtuous and capable is she?

Wenren Qianjue cast a pair of eyes lazily, and said seemingly unintentionally: "You are sure not to go in and report the incident.

His Seventh Prince will probably be unhappy if he finds out about it afterwards."

She didn't know where the idea came from, so she blurted it out.

Just take a look first.

The omnipotent Seventh Prince was frequently injured, and she felt something was wrong. ,o The housekeeper stood firm: "Miss Qianjue, I'm sorry that I won't send you far away."

"Heh."

Wenren Qianjue glanced at the door of the Night Palace.

She couldn't break through forcefully because she couldn't break through.

The door was simple and heavy, and it was hard to tell what material it was made of.

I'm afraid it will be more terrifying than fine iron.

With her current strength, no.

She didn't say anything and walked down the stone steps calmly.

The emperor soon knew that she had to leave quickly.

The housekeeper behind him seemed to have remembered something, and said slowly: "Miss Qianjue, wait a minute.

I just remembered that it seems that the Lord will really meet you today.

Because" He gave a rare smile: "There are still many people inside

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