<Comprehensive> There is always a crossing suitable for you

He was even more shy and couldn't look directly at Till's bright smile, "I... I and... Teal and I are not..."

Thiel smiled and interrupted Leon, "Thank you for your compliment, my boyfriend is a little shy, I think, I like the dress you recommended to me."

After paying the payment and walking out of the store, looking at Leon who was blushing, Till burst into a smile, "Leon, you are so innocent."

Leon had already carried a few bags in his hands, and he was at a loss when he heard Teal's teasing. Till helped Leon carry a bag, and walked in front with a smile.

Till walked in front with a smile on his face, and Leon shyly followed behind Till. This strange and sweet "couple" in the crowd attracted attention.

Thiel seemed to see something, the smile on his face changed, the bag he was holding almost fell from his hand, then he turned around and gave the bag to Leon, as if there was nothing unusual, "Leon, I Go to the bathroom, you wait for me here."

After speaking, Till rushed to the direction he saw just now, and touched the dick tied to his thigh with his hand.

Leon regained his senses and looked at the direction where Till left, waiting for Till with a big bag in his hand.

Till followed the man to a police station. The man seemed to sense Till's gaze and looked in Till's direction. Till turned his head and left without haste.

The man didn't notice anything unusual, and turned his head into the police station.

Of course Till still remembered who that man was, the murderer who killed the original owner's family, but he didn't expect the murderer to be a policeman.

And when he was hiding under the bed, he received the memory of the original owner's younger brother before his death. The murderer was a policeman who played songs and enjoyed killing people. His soul was turbid, but he looked like an artist. It's really interesting.

It's...interesting.

Leon and the police murderer in this world are simply two extremes.

It’s just a bit of a sigh, Leon is obviously a killer with blood on his hands, but he has a clear and pure soul, but although Leon is a killer, he has a strange principle, he does not kill innocent people, children, or old people. Don't kill women, kill people who have no strength to restrain chickens.Obviously a cold killer, a rare pure love.

But thinking of Leon, maybe this strange principle reflects his desire to belong to the weak, such as family affection, such as... love.

Till slowly returned to the place where he was separated from Leon, and saw Leon still standing there with big bags and small bags in his arms, waiting for him without moving a step.

There was a strange smile on the corner of Teal's mouth, and then disappeared like heavy snow.

"Leon, have you been waiting long?"

Leon shook his head.

"Then let's go back." Till pulled Leon and said with a smile.

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Back at the place where he lived, Till pursed his lips tightly, sat on the bed, then seemed to be determined, and looked at Leon who was making coffee, "Leon, I want to talk to you."

"?" Leon put down his glass, walked to Till and sat on the bed, "What's wrong?"

"Leon, do you like me?" Till looked at Leon's face seriously, took off Leon's sunglasses, and stared into his eyes.

Leon was stunned for a moment, his ears turned red, and he nodded, "I like it."

A trace of sadness flashed in Thiel's eyes, and he covered Leon's face with his hands, "I mean the love between lovers."

Leon's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the "little girl" who was no more than twelve or thirty in front of him. After a long silence, Leon's mind went blank, and he didn't know how to answer. He felt that he liked Till a little, but he felt that It's not love for lovers.

Teal smiled wryly.

"If only Leon loved me."

Leon's mind was so confused that he couldn't even look directly at Till.

"Leon, I saw him today, the real murderer who killed my whole family."

"...so?" Leon asked with a blank expression while his mind was confused.

"If Leon doesn't like me, doesn't love me, then the only reason for my existence is revenge." Thiel let go of the hand covering Leon's face, "I want you to teach me marksmanship, and I want to kill that man with my own hands People, take revenge."

The author has something to say: When I was a reader a long time ago, I thought monthly updates and weekly updates were incredible, but now...hehehehehehehe, I feel it personally.

I plan to speed up the update speed to finish this article, so as not to get stuck to death.

☆、chapter60 This killer is not too cold (End)

Since that day, Till began to learn marksmanship from Leon, but when Leon met him, he pretended to shrink back, blushing, and his eyes wandered.

Leon, who was teaching Till's marksmanship very seriously, couldn't help but blush, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"Till, treat the person in your eyes as your enemy and focus."

Leon taught Till the marksmanship, and it seemed that the posture of holding Till in his arms made Leon's heart skip a beat. He lowered his head and looked at the head on his chest, and the hair on Till's twisted hair trembled. Like his heartbeat.

Till focused on not blushing again, as if he didn't realize how ambiguous the posture between him and Leon was at this moment, and looked at the target with deep hatred in his eyes.

This time Leon is no longer the one who asked Thiel to shoot to death, but Leon took over the mission this time. Till was worried that he would not be able to do it at first, but was comforted by Leon, if he failed to hit it smoothly , Leon helped him deal with the aftermath.

"As a killer, the most important thing in killing is not how good the skill is, but the timing. As long as the timing is good enough, you can kill him without a weapon. Now that you have a weapon, just wait for the kill. His timing was good."

Leon's deep and magnetic uncle's voice fell on his ears, which seemed to make Till a little uncomfortable, and his ears turned reddish.

Thiel turned his head, then nodded, indicating that he had listened. He kept his eyes on the moving target, waiting for the best opportunity to shoot.

As the target stopped to drink water, Thiel fired.

No surprises, of course, Teal hit the hit, but Teal was still excited to watch Leon who hurriedly led him off the rooftop, and when he entered the hotel, Teal lifted his toes happily and kissed Leon's face.

"Leon! I did it!" Thiel was a little excited, but his hands were trembling.

Leon looked at Till with gentle eyes, held Till's trembling hand naturally, and watched those moist blue eyes staring at him in a daze. Only then did Leon realize what he had done, and hurriedly Withdraw your hand.

His face was expressionless and his cheeks were reddish, he was too embarrassed to look at Till.

Till smiled and didn't say anything, just looked at the gun in his hand, "Leon, if I don't succeed in revenge and I die, will you remember me for a long time?"

Till rubbed the barrel of the gun with his fingertips, lowered his head, his slender and slightly curly eyelashes covered the emotions in his blue eyes, and Leon didn't know what to say for a while, and was a little flustered.

To be honest, Leon also thought about what would happen if Till's revenge failed?I also thought that I should go on or go on, but when Till asked himself, he felt a little at a loss and didn't know how to answer.

"Tyl..."

Till raised his head, showing a bright smile without haze, "If I fail in revenge, I will turn into the most dazzling star, watching Leon live, I hope Leon will live."

No one knows how much Leon wants to live. Although he can't see it on the surface, Till can still feel the warm beating heart of this cold killer.

But is Teal so kind?With such familiar love words, this sentence is obviously just to impress Leon.

Sure enough, Till saw Leon's shaken appearance, and the slight arc on the corner of his mouth was secretly pleased, he was still a pure and good uncle.

Leon looked at Till who was sitting on the chair disassembling the gun, and thought of Till lying in a pool of blood without a trace of breathing, boundless pain covered him, Leon couldn't continue to deceive himself, Leon hugged Till Er, "Till, give up revenge. Things like revenge will never stop with killing. If you kill a person, you will be hated by another person."

Till lay quietly in Leon's arms and closed his eyes. "I have decided that I want revenge. This is the only meaning of my existence. I don't care if I can't go to heaven after I die."

Leon pursed his lips tightly and struggled in his eyes, finally he couldn't let Till go and let her step into the abyss of revenge.

Leon hugged Till tightly, "Till, I lost, I lost completely, you won, I like you, I love you."

When Till heard Leon, he realized that he hugged Leon happily, and murmured, "Leon, my Leon."

Till nestled in Leon's arms, weeping with joy, his clear blue eyes kept overflowing with tears, slipped down his face, and fell into Leon's clothes.

"Leon..." Till raised his head, with hesitation in his eyes, and changed his words when he saw Leon looking over, using a smile to hide the confusion and panic on his face, "It's okay." Then he hugged Leon's thin waist.

Till raised his feet and kissed Leon, the light-colored lips of a teenage boy pressed against Leon's lips, rubbing them slightly, Till felt Leon's hand rubbing against his waist, thinking for a while Leon should have discovered the fact that Till was not a girl but a boy when he touched his chest.

However, Till still underestimated Leon's stupidity. Even if he touched his chest, Leon suddenly woke up, his ears were red, and he didn't make any further moves. He just looked at Till and said expressionlessly, "Till, You should still supplement with papaya."

Teal: "..." wtf?so dull?

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Because Leon is a killer, Till must also learn self-defense. Leon still took Till to do the mission, but he didn't let Till kill the mission target himself.

On the way back, Leon's blood flowed down his face. Till raised his head and looked at the wound on Leon's forehead. His distressed and worried eyes softened Leon's heart.

"I am fine."

Till still took out the handkerchief he was carrying to wipe off the blood, and did not speak. It was a long time before Leon realized that Till was strange. Till, who usually talked a lot, was so silent, so Leon asked the silent Till.

"what happened?"

When Till heard Leon's words, he looked at Leon fiercely, "Leon, am I weak? I can only watch the people I love get hurt?"

"Leon...don't be a killer anymore, okay?"

Leon was stunned for a long time. He had been a killer for so long, and he never thought about what would happen if he wasn't a killer.

But he also clearly realized that Till was not safe and felt insecure when he was beside the killer.

"Till...do you really love me? Once I give up my identity as a killer, my side will be more dangerous, and I will be hunted down. A displaced person like me may not be worthy of your love."

Till watched him quietly for a long time before going out.

Ten minutes later, Thiel broke into their place panting, and saw Leon staring at him blankly.

Leon, who thought that Till had left, followed Till and took his hand in a daze. When they recovered, they had already boarded a taxi, and Leon also found that Till had brought a big bag.

He took Leon's hand and drove to an abandoned church in the suburbs. This was discovered from the memory of the original body, and Till planned to bring Leon here.

"Leon, am I too young?" Till looked at Leon troubled.

"Huh?" Leon hadn't reacted yet, heard what Till said, and said silently: "It's okay." Leon looked at Lori in front of him, thinking of his age, he felt even more ashamed.

Till smiled and pushed open the church door, letting Leon stand in the middle.

"Leon, wait for me here."

Although Leon didn't know what Thiel was going to do, he nodded.

Teal turned around.

After a while, the door of the church creaked and opened again, and the light shone into the church. Leon heard the familiar voice belonging to Till, crying with excitement.

"Leon!"

Leon turned around, saw Till's appearance, opened his eyes wide, took off his sunglasses, caught Till who rushed over, and saw his bright smile, with tears on his delicate face.

The "girl" in front of her is wearing a white wedding dress. Till's small body is wrapped in white gauze, and a transparent white gauze hangs on her head, floating along, beautiful and holy.

Till's blue eyes, delicate and small face, focused expression.

The white wedding dress was a little too big compared to Till's figure, and looked a little weird, but Leon's lips trembled slightly, unable to speak.

"Leon, this is my answer."

Leon hugged Till tightly. He had never been so excited in his life. It was the first time in his dark life that he felt happiness, a feeling that was far away from him, and Till seemed to be in the dark. the angel who brought him light.

"Boom-"

The body in Leon's arms paused, and in Leon's eyes only Till's chest was gradually stained with blood, and the white wedding dress was dyed red. Till slipped into Leon's arms, and his petite body could only make Leon kneel Hugging Teal.

"L... Leon?"

As if he didn't realize what happened, Till looked at Leon blankly. The pain in his chest made him lower his head. Only then did he see the red color on his chest and knew what happened to him.

"Baby, it's really easy for me to find~" The murderer is Stanley standing at the door of the church, holding a gun, looking at the fallen girl with a funny smile, "Haha? What did I see? It's really romantic~ A The killer, a teenage girl?"

Leon didn't listen to Stanley's words, he could only stare blankly at the dying Till in his arms, stretched out his trembling hand, and rubbed Till's face, "Tee...Till?"

Leon had never been so afraid, not when he was killing people, and when he was about to die, he was not as afraid as he is now, and his girl... no, the boy said he wanted to marry him.

Till looked at Leon with shortness of breath and difficulty, "Leon... am I going to die?"

"No no no no……"

"Leon, do you know? I'm a boy...but, I really...love...you...ah..."

"No no no no no!!!" Leon never shed tears in his life, only this time he cried hysterically. When his Till was wearing a wedding dress and said this was his answer, he knew that he could no longer jump out of this name. Bondage for love.

Stanley looked at Leon who ignored him displeasedly, walked in and saw Leon put something like a ring on the hand of the man in his arms, and when Stanley realized what it was, it was already Too late, Stanley and his men were killed in the church, including Leon.

"Til, love kept concealing and revealing like a hide and seek, until death separated us in this strange and dazzling dream of mine."

The author has something to say: This killer is not too cold, it is very short, right?The meme on the wedding dress and the bomb pull-tab is borrowed from the previous quick-transmission text written by the same killer, and it will be deleted upon infringement.

I'm going to start talking about Umbrella Beauty next door, I applied for the list, the update is guaranteed (cracking down with tears), is there a world you want to travel through?

I can't think of what to write in the next world for the time being.Vampire Knight seems to be badly written. If there are good movies to recommend to me, I can write about it.

☆、chapter61 Promise (1)

【Welcome the host to the sixth world. This time, the role played is the only god in this world—Manshen, who is also the incarnation of Wuji. There is no name. The host can play freely. There is always one that suits you. 】

"Is destiny called Wuji in this world?" Yan Taiyang felt the strange power in his body, and extended the power to find out. The power system is actually closely related to this world. He can feel the general fate of this world. Everything in front of him became clear, and being able to see the fate of others was really a boring and interesting ability.

Since the destiny of this world is called Wuji, then I will call it Wuji.

【Good host. 】

Wuji looked boredly at the place where he appeared, the endless chaos, thinking about the last world, at the end when he went to steal the wedding dress, he intentionally attracted Stanley's attention, charged Leon's love, and quickly left that world. world.

Well, he himself had a great time acting.

With a heart move, Wuji left Chaos. With a flash in front of his eyes, the chaos in front of him became a battlefield. After the battle, countless corpses were scattered all over the ground. After lingering for a long time, Wuji frowned, the sudden appearance of this smell made him a little uncomfortable.

A few miles away from the corpses strewn all over the field, Wuji saw a young man, and with a thought, he appeared in the young man, saw the young boy bowing his head in a low voice, and saw what this young man had experienced, which gave him a feeling of this world. People are no longer worthy of his trusting expression, but after watching this, this little boy made Wuji laugh with some pleasure.

"Who?" Hearing Wuji's laughter, the young boy Wu Huan raised his head and said sharply, but the immature voice made Wuji laugh even more.

"Little Wuhuan, isn't that just being cheated by a little girl? Is there a need to be so desperate?" Wuji showed his figure and sat beside the little boy Wuhuan.

Wuji thought that the reason for Xiao Wuhuan's depression and despair was that he met a little girl who ate from corpses on the battlefield, and told her that as long as she followed him, she would give him food, and then the little girl pretended to agree, In the next second, the little boy Wu Huan was hanged on a tree by a rope, and the little girl ran away with the steamed buns.

So the little boy Wuhuan was lost. This was the first time in his smooth life that he was cheated.

Wuji looked at Wu Huan, a young boy who became vigilant because of his appearance, and smiled, "Don't be so vigilant, if I want to kill you, you won't be staring at me so livelyly now."

The little boy Wu Huan thought about it too, raised his head and asked arrogantly: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The little boy Wu Huan saw the man in front of him in ethereal white clothes, floating in the air, with long black hair scattered behind him, with a delicate and handsome face, a pair of smiling and narrow eyes, a man who looked so beautiful at a glance, it made him feel the first impression. Viewed a lot better.

Wuji appeared behind the little boy Wuhuan in an instant, hugged the body of the little boy Wuhuan, smiled, "My name is Wuji."

"Then why do you know what I just went through, and you follow me?" The young boy Wuhuan felt quite comfortable being hugged, and didn't resist, leaning back in the direction Wuji hugged him.

"Wu Huan, do you think this is the first time you've been cheated?" Wuji didn't answer the little boy Wu Huan's question, but just asked another question, stroking the little boy Wu Huan's hair with his hands, feeling the boy's hair.

"Isn't it?" the young boy Wu Huan asked back.

From the very beginning, Wuji felt that the little boy Wuhuan had a tendency to no longer trust anyone. Although this reason made him want to laugh, it didn't prevent him from adding fuel to the fire.

"Actually, before you knew it, you had been cheated countless times, but you didn't realize it." The identity of the little boy Wuhuan as the little prince made it difficult for him to get a sincere person from the very beginning who would not deceive him. people.

"How is it possible?" The young boy Wu Huan obviously didn't believe it, but he struggled a little. He wasn't stupid. He didn't realize it before because he didn't know that there are such things as lies in this world. He should know what lies are. How could he not find out.

Wuji smiled, and disappeared into the pride of the young boy Wuhuan.

Wu Huan felt a chill behind her, turned her head, the man had disappeared, and Wu Huan leaned against the window and murmured.

"The Promise...?"

Wuji disappeared before Wu Huan's eyes, and appeared in the next moment, in the water, a steamed bun landed beside him, Wuji held the steamed bun, raised his head, brushed away the long hair that blocked his sight, and he could probably see a figure standing on the shore On the side, Wuji was exposed to the surface of the water, and the people on the shore were startled.

Standing on the shore was a little girl in ragged clothes, looking in panic at Wuji floating on the water.

Qingcheng was annoyed at the fact that the food fell into the water, but the next moment a man appeared in front of her, a very handsome man, his body was not wet by the water, his black hair fluttered behind him, and his delicate and handsome face was white , narrow and long eyes, like black jade, soft but without any emotion, with emotions that this age does not understand.

"Little girl, is this the steamed bun you dropped?" Wuji bent down, smiled and stretched out his hand. In his hand was a dirty steamed bun, which was still stained with blood.

Qingcheng nodded blankly, then reached out to take the steamed bun.

But Wuji stretched out his hand in Qingcheng and was about to touch the steamed bun, retracted his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, turned around Qingcheng, and approached Qingcheng, "Has your mother passed away?"

Qingcheng's eyes dimmed, her dirty little face suddenly became pitiful, Qingcheng nodded, "Yes."

Wuji floated back, distanced himself from Qingcheng, looked at the fate of the little girl, and immediately found it interesting, the fate of the little girl was erratic, and this was the first person in this world who couldn't see through his fate. The girl lied to Wuhuan and changed Wuhuan's fate, but her own fate also began to become blurred.

Well, what is this?A fate changed by a steamed bun?

Wuji waved his sleeves, and an image appeared in front of Qingcheng. What appeared was a little girl running continuously with a cake in her mouth, and several people chasing after him with sticks.

"Don't run! Bitch! How many times have you stolen from me?! See if I don't beat you to death!" A woman dressed as a woman ran fiercely behind the thug, looking angrily at the running little girl.

The little girl ran in a panic, and soon lost her strength, and tripped over a stone. After the thugs chased her, they punched and kicked the little girl who was helpless on the ground.

The last picture stays in the little girl with no good part of her body lying quietly on the ground, curled up, her dirty face is covered with blood, and her bare, exposed skin is covered with bruises and bruises.

People passing by looked at her coldly, not even looking at the little girl lying on the ground.

Qingcheng looked at the little girl in the picture ignorantly, and lowered her head to look at the reflection on the lake. The little girl in the picture was exactly the same as the reflection, so she was startled and took a step back, looking up at Wuji floating in the air.

"The person inside...is me?"

Wuji pressed his fingers against his lips, "That's right, it's you, to be precise, it's your future self."

"Am I going to die?"

"I don't know, but, Qingcheng, do you want to live a life where everyone shouts and beats you forever?"

Although Qingcheng didn't know why this man knew her name, she still shook her head.

"I can give you a life of splendor and wealth, a life that is sought after by everyone, do you want it?"

Qingcheng's eyes lit up, and she nodded sharply, "I think!"

"When you get something, it means you will lose something, so I give you this life, but correspondingly, no one will ever truly love you, even if there is, it will be lost immediately, even so, Would you like it too?" Wuji disappeared and reappeared in front of Qingcheng, speaking in a low voice, with a melodious voice full of charm.

"Of course I would." The young Qingcheng felt that nothing in this world was more important than survival, and she didn't want to live a life like this picking up dead people's food to survive.

"Well, I can give you the best food in the world, the most beautiful clothes, the favor of the strongest man, and even everything in the world is yours, but you will never get true love. Promise, unless time goes back and the dead come back to life." Wuji disappeared in front of Qingcheng, and Qingcheng also disappeared by the lake.

When Qingcheng woke up again, she was lying in a beautiful and luxurious room, where there were delicious things and beautiful clothes, she no longer worried about not being able to eat, she was no longer dirty, she had a beautiful face , endless splendor and wealth.

The author has something to say: Wuji has started writing, and I searched for information about a movie all night orz.

Mind Reading recommended me to watch it, but I haven't read it yet, and I will write it without accident.

Regarding forensic doctor Qin Ming, um... I haven't read it. I'll read it after the winter vacation and collect information.

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☆、chapter62 Promise (2)

As long as there are people, there will be countless desires and desires. People are insatiable, not to mention this unstable world. There are wars almost every year, just for the desires and desires of their masters.

On the battlefield, a soldier slowly opened his eyes. He was confused for a while, and after seeing things around him clearly, he opened his eyes wide. This familiar battlefield made him look at his hands. They were a pair of hands that had experienced war. , hands full of scars and calluses, the blood on the hands has dried up, and there is no discomfort on the body.

The soldier looked at the surroundings in confusion: he clearly remembered that he died by the enemy's knife.

At this time, a vague figure appeared in front of him, and then became clear, with a delicate and handsome face, soft but emotionless black eyes, white clothes fluttered by the wind, and long black hair hanging loose.

"Who are you?" The soldier murmured, looking at the man who didn't look like a real person.

"My name is Wuji." Looking at the soldier who was resurrected by him, Wuji smiled slightly.

"Did you save me?" The soldier asked after hearing Wuji's words.

Wuji nodded, "You hate this battlefield, don't you? You still have unfulfilled wishes, don't you?"

The soldier looked at the battlefield where the gunpowder smoke had dissipated, and his mood was complicated. This battlefield where he had fought for several years and made him resentful, he didn't have any patriotic thoughts. He just wanted to live and see his beloved.

"I can let you see your beloved, but I will take your body away. Would you like to?" Wuji looked at the soldier, and when he passed by, he happened to see a body that fit him, and he was resurrected.

Although it is good to be a god, using the body of a god and contacting people will cause him to get into strange karma, and it is just right to have a body.

"I am willing." This life is also his resurrection, and he is also happy if he can see his beloved.

Wuji disappeared on the battlefield with his soldiers.

In a small village by the sea, in a small house, several children are playing in the backyard, the children’s innocent voices, laughter constantly, a woman is drying clothes, sometimes looking back at the children, the years It turned into a few wrinkles on her face.

Wuji looked at the soldier beside him, "She has already married another woman, and she didn't keep her promise, do you hate her?"

As soon as the words fell, Wuji saw the originally silent soldier shed tears and choked up: "...that's great, she didn't keep her promise, it's really...that's great."

Wuji looked at the soldier in surprise, "Why?"

The soldier looked at the happiness on the woman's face, and smiled happily, "I love her, it has nothing to do with promises, nothing to do with each other, I hope she will be happy forever, I hope she can forget me and be happy forever."

After speaking, the soldier's transparent figure dissipated into the air, and Wuji knew that he had been reincarnated.

The body that was put away by him had already lost the last contact. Wuji didn't understand the soldier's so-called happiness, but just looked at the woman and subconsciously glanced in his direction, with deep affection and endless longing in her eyes.

Wuji smiled and disappeared, leaving only the woman who was still looking around in confusion, and the affection and longing in the woman's eyes also disappeared.

Wuji erased the woman's memory of him according to the soldier's last wish.

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A few years later, Beidi Wuji became famous, and his official position was promoted step by step. After he became a military adviser, all the wars he directed failed, and all ended in victory. He was ordered by the king to have an audience with him. Tiger, after one person objected, he was copied and beheaded. After that, although everyone thought it was inappropriate for a military division to be a general, they never dared to object again.

After Wuji became a general, he led the army to kill the enemy without losing a single battle, and the world called him "the invincible god of war".

When the war subsided and the contract was signed, Wuji was fine. He was summoned by the king to live in the palace, and sat in a small pavilion in the palace wearing Chinese clothes.

Wuji happened to see a man wearing flowered armor looking at him in the corridor, the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, "General Guangming, what's the matter?"

In front of Guangming, a man with exquisite and handsome appearance was leaning on the pillar of the pavilion in black Chinese clothes. Black silk was scattered on the Chinese clothes. There was a smile in his narrow and soft eyes, which made people feel hot.

"How dare Guangming? Now Wuji is the general." Guangming looked at the handsome man who was his military adviser but now was the general, with a bit of resentment, but respect on his face.

Wuji smiled, and his cold voice was magnetic, deep and pleasant, "The general is a big prize, everyone depends on their own ability, right?"

He clearly said that he was the general now, but he called him by his name directly. The owner of the flower armor was bright, arrogant but arrogant.

"Wuji put it well, hum!" How could Guangming have that kind of patient character, he turned and left after holding back these words.

Wuji smiled, didn't care about Guangming's rudeness, and disappeared into the pavilion the next moment.

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After living a life of prosperity and wealth, Qingcheng was lost in the bustling world. She leaned on the gorgeous recliner and enjoyed the service of her servants.

She began to look down on beggars on the street, thinking that looking at them was defiled, and looking down on slaves, thinking that touching them was dirty.

With a beautiful face, she no longer worries about losing her glory and wealth.

The men she met were obsessed with her beauty, and she enjoyed this obsession. She sat in the arms of one man after another, and the people around her changed one by one. At some point, she began to feel bored , Feeling that something was empty in her heart, she began to panic, but she didn't know what she was panicking about, she just lived day by day.

On the bustling street, a gorgeous outdoor figure was lifted up by eight people. Pedestrians gave way one after another and looked up at a beauty lying in the arms of a man. The beauty's face through the tulle made them stop in their tracks.

Wuji looked at Qingcheng in the man's arms, and disappeared in place again.

Qingcheng seemed to feel a familiar gaze, and looked in the direction of Wuji suspiciously, but saw nothing, but a gust of wind blew up her gauze, covering her sight.

In the Northland, the little boy Wu Huan had grown into a young boy Wu Huan. Wu Huan ordered people to close the curtains, and sat on a richly decorated chair with his eyes closed, holding his face with his hands.

Just a year ago, his country was captured, his father wrote a letter of surrender, his country became a land of nobility, and his father became a duke in fear.

The man led by the enemy army on a horse flashed through Wuhuan's mind. His familiar face was exactly the same as that mysterious man he met when he was a child. It was a man named Wuji who became the "invincible god of war" who destroyed his country a few years later. "General, he doesn't feel any resentment. Since ancient times, the loser is a bandit, and he didn't look down on his cowardly and incompetent father.

Wu Huan heard footsteps, but did not open her eyes, but said lightly, "Who?"

Wuji came to Wuhuan, stretched out his hand to touch Wuhuan's side face, smiled slightly, looked at Wuhuan who gradually opened his eyes, and then said, "It's me."

Wu Huan didn't move, the guard in his eyes became weaker, and the expression on his face was a little strange. He raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him. His face was the same as before, soft and without any emotion.

Wu Huan suddenly had an urge to dye these emotionless eyes with other emotions.

Such thoughts flashed by, and the future Duke who had grown up and was about to usurp the throne——Wu Huan was no longer the young boy who didn't know what even a lie was.

"Why are you here?" Wu Huan raised the corners of her mouth and smiled mockingly.

"If you want to come, you will come."

Wu Huan looked at Wuji in black Chinese clothes, different from Gao Jie in white clothes the first time, Wuji in black made him