Heroine: I’m really not a green tea man

Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed as if she were covered with pure sadness, her hair was scattered, and her chin was dyed red with blood, which looked like a jade peck.

It's so distressing...

No flaws can be found on the exquisite facial features,

He looked at her with cold eyes, exuding an aura that would repel people thousands of miles away, but this ice-cold purity exuded a fatal attraction.

Xirang didn't know how to describe this man's appearance, so he just stared at his face in shock.

I was stunned there for a moment,

This is different from the ferocious, ugly man with a scarred face imagined by the latter.

Not the same at all.

Time seems to have stopped,

Until the man spit out a mouthful of blood again,

"Have you seen enough..."

The man seemed to have already expected the look in Xirang's eyes, but he didn't feel any joy or pride at all.

Instead, he spoke coldly,

"I………"

Xirang's heart moved,

To her, this cold voice seemed to be the best sound she had heard in decades.

Immediately afterwards, the man took out the soft sword from his waist and slashed towards Xirang's neck.

Already angry,

The latter subconsciously avoided the soft sword, but seemed to not want the man to escape, so he grabbed his clothes casually.

Chilla...

A piece of clothing was torn and fell into Xirang's hands,

The man stepped back three feet away and gave the long-haired woman a cold look.

He took the opportunity to jump into the red smoke,

disappeared,

.........

"No, then..."

Seeing the man actively jumping into the red smoke, Xirang panicked and subconsciously reminded the latter,

Red smoke is the most yang energy and is poisonous.

Especially for men, the threat is even greater,

But when she dissipates the red smoke,

Where is the figure of that man here?

Only a group of Yanluo Cult killers were left who were beaten to death by her out of anger...

.........

The bright moonlight accompanied by the cool evening breeze blew Xirang's hair, letting it sway gently with the wind,

Xi Ran raised his hand and looked at the sleeve in his hand.

The white clothes are embroidered with light-colored patterns and carry a faint fragrance.

Her mind was still filled with the amazement of that sight.

…………

When Xirang returned to the mansion, the fire had been put out by his servants.

The servants were killed, the master’s study was burned down,

There is no need to imagine how serious the fire was. Many servants were standing in the courtyard, waiting for orders, and did not dare to sleep easily.

"Master of the family, I asked me to tell you something. The court is dangerous, and you must be careful every step of the way..."

The old housekeeper walked to Xirang's side and told Xi's father's instructions,

It seems that Xi's father has learned the news.

"It shouldn't have disturbed my father's rest...I understand...Aunt Hong..."

Xirang cautiously comforted everyone, indicating that he would handle the matter.

But the thoughts in my heart are not here...

…………

"Failed……"

Outside the pavilion,

A woman wearing a light red phoenix crown, a rose purple silver flower phoenix robe, a light lotus color grosgrain blouse, and light cherry gauze embroidered with pink hibiscus stretched out her jade hands,

A butterfly stopped on her finger, and as her finger rose,

The butterfly flew away again,

"Palace Master, we... we made a mistake... Her cultivation level is too high, we are no match at all. In just one or two breaths, she caught up with us..."

"We...were not willing to give in, but we burned down her study..."

Under the balcony, several embarrassed men in black knelt down and hurriedly said something, as if they were extremely afraid of the next result.

"It failed...do you need me to say anything else..."

Hearing this, the masked woman spoke calmly, interrupting several people's words,

Their explanations were so weak in front of Luo Yan.

The latter doesn't care about what happened or the reasons for not completing it. She only cares about one thing.

That is, the letter has been delivered to the Empress' Palace and is currently in the Qiankun Palace.

Soon, he will be reviewed by the Empress...

.........

"Jun Lian...kill them..."

Sikong Huayu, who was standing next to the masked woman, threw down a sword in front of He Yi.

The latter was stroking his chest and half-kneeling under the balcony with the others, his face pale.

He looked seriously injured and depressed.

He Yi's beautiful face blends with the surrounding scenery. Every profile is a beautiful picture.

Compared to half a year ago, he is no longer the weak man.

At this time, he has a high level of cultivation and cold eyes. It seems that he has been successfully brainwashed by the Yanluo Sect and has become a loyal member of them.

He Yi, who originally had a cold look on his face, wavered a bit when he saw the long sword thrown down.

He held the sword gently, and felt the cold touch.

"Kill them..."

Looking at the hesitant He Yi, Sikong Huayu repeated her words again,

Sikong Huayu stared at He Yi closely, observing the changes in his eyes.

Today, He Yi has lost his memory of the past, has changed his mind, become a member of the Yanluo Sect, and has experienced extremely harsh training in Shizhulin.

But Sikong Huayu knew that the kindness in this man's heart seemed to be integrated into his bones. In the past six months, he had never killed anyone directly.

From Sikong Huayu's point of view, he may look cold on the outside, but he is still very timid and lacks opinion on the inside.

"In this operation, Jun Lian ordered the study to be burned down, which attracted Xi Rang. Unexpectedly, she placed the letter close to her body. Jun Lian is guilty. Please punish the palace master severely!"

He Yi lowered his head, half-knelt on one knee, and said guiltily,

But his actions also made Sikong Huayu frown, and his eyes took on a depressing look.

She is a woman who is not close to men. Even though He Yi's appearance is unparalleled, for her, it is not as good as a skill rewarded by the palace master.

"Why, do you still want to live..."

She glanced at the silent people in a cold voice,

When those people heard this, they felt as if they were struck by lightning.

"Palace Master... I hope that I can still serve the Palace Master in the next life!"

Several people no longer had hope and kowtowed to Luo Yan's back.

Then they all crushed the poison in their teeth,

Death from poison.

"........."

Seeing He Yi's sad and self-reproaching look, the woman in palace clothes walked closer, gently lifted his chin, and stared at the man's face.

"Do you know why they died..."

"I...it was Jun Lian who killed them..." He Yi turned away and said sadly,

"No... because they have no value anymore. I don't like subordinates who run away from battle. Do you know why you are still alive..."

Luo Yan's words seemed to have some charm,

After many vicissitudes of life, yet extremely ordinary,

His voice was smooth, but full of majesty.

One can't help but want to hear her next words,

"I……"

"Because you still have value..."

He Yi hesitated to speak, his expression was a little painful, but he never dared to look at Luo Yan.

"So, if you want to have more, you need to show more value..."

"Yes! Jun Lian will become a knife under the palace master..."