Cold River Moon Shadow

A black shadow holding a sword picked up a pair of severed hands, and sprinkled a layer of red medicinal powder on the warm corpse.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Chunlai's body had turned into a pool of blood.

A pungent smell came oncoming, Yueying couldn't help holding his left arm covered in white mud, frowning awkwardly to cover his nose.

"Master, can't we improve this rotten corpse powder?" Yueying said helplessly, "It stinks."

"It's been so many years, still haven't you gotten used to the smell of blood?" As soon as the words fell, a man in brocade clothes wearing a sterling silver mask appeared behind the man in black, "Send this severed hand back to his home, dare to touch it?" My man, this is what will happen to him."

The man in black nodded, and his figure disappeared into the vast night.

The man supported Yueying's arm and walked slowly towards the bed, sat down firmly, and called two little girls to clean up the blood on the ground.

Where has a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl seen such a formation?His face was pale with fright and his hands and feet were trembling.

"Master, you're scaring them to death." Yueying said with a slight smile, "Chunliu and Xiahe don't have to be afraid, he is my master, he just looks fierce. You guys clean up this place quickly, and then go to the kitchen to get a serving." Good food and drink."

After hearing the words, the two little girls picked up the soul that was almost lost in fright. First, they gave blessings to the person, rolled up their clothes and packed them up.

After a while, after cleaning up, he was about to stand up and leave to prepare meals, but the man stopped him: "There is no need to prepare food and drinks, tell the old bustard, Yueying is only selling her art here, not her body."

"Yes." The two little girls stood up and answered with bowed heads, their bodies still trembling.

"If," the man looked at the jade wrench on his index finger, he said coldly, "if Yueying is wronged here, there is no need to open this Muchun Building again."

"Master, everyone said don't be so fierce," Yueying said softly to the two little girls, "Let's go, it's none of your business here."

The two little girls, as if they had been pardoned, hurriedly saluted and turned to leave.

Although they are young, they don't know the origin of this top card.But they knew that the person who took over Moon Shadow was a person who could not even be dealt with by the government.

"Xiaoying," the man asked lightly, "are you meeting your little lover today?"

"Little lover?" Yueying said angrily, "What are you talking about?"

"How long do you want to hide it from me?" The man said as he pulled Yueying's arm, and with a little force, Yueying suddenly trembled in pain.

"Master, make your words clear!" Yueying looked aggrieved, "Where did I get my little lover?"

"Shen Han—" the strength in the man's hand increased by two points, "Is he the one you've been thinking about day and night?"

"Him?" Yueying endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and said, "Please help me kill him!"

"Huh?" Hearing what Yueying said, the man's expression was slightly puzzled, but it was only for a moment, and the cloud of doubt disappeared without a trace. "What? He knows that you are the top card, so he refuses to take you?"

"No matter how wronged I am, I might as well kill Xiaoying now!" Yueying raised her hand wrapped in white mud with shame and indignation on her face, "Look at what that Shen Hanhan did to me? I was ridiculed along the way, and I don't think I can be the top card anymore."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" The man narrowed his eyes, but the strength in his hands did not change at all. "In that case, how about I help you get rid of this white mud?"

"Of course it's fine." Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, and Yueying simply raised his other arm to the man's eyes.

The man sneered, held Yueying's arms with both hands, and tried to shatter the white clay with his internal force. Unexpectedly, the white clay was extremely hard. A palm struck with internal force, in addition to making Yueying scream in pain, the surface of the white clay Not even a single crack.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts to death!" Yueying's face was livid with pain, "Master, cut off my two arms!"

"How could this be possible? It's just ordinary white clay." The man didn't force himself anymore when he saw this, and sat beside the bed while supporting Yue Ying, who was sweating in pain.

"Who knows what that bastard added to it?" Yueying said bitterly, "Master, Xiaoying has served you for 15 years, and you want to make the decision for Yueying!"

"Are you willing?" the man sneered, "The jade gourd that you gave your life to protect for 15 years has finally found its other half, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Hmph, jade gourd?" Yueying bit her lips when she heard the word "jade gourd", "Don't mention the jade gourd soon, sir, please help me pick it off and smash it!"

Speaking of which, Yueying leaned forward and raised her neck, revealing the brocade bag around her neck in front of the man: "I was deceived so hard by that stinky Taoist priest! What kind of jade gourd that responds to requests is obviously a rotten street thing!"

"Smelly Taoist priest?" The man changed his tone, "Where did the stinky Taoist priest come from? What kind of rotten street thing."

"To tell you the truth," Yueying lowered her head slightly, with starlight shining in her eyes, "Before being taken back to the Yutian Pavilion by the Lord, Yueying escaped as soon as she was able to get off the ground because she couldn't bear the pain for the first time."

"Oh? And this thing? Why didn't anyone mention it?"

"Who dares to mention it? Could it be that you let Aunt Lan and Big Brother mention it?" Yueying pouted, "They won't ask for trouble!"

"Okay, just talk and listen." The man put his hands on his knees with a slight smile, "Let me hear if my Xiaoying's ability to write stories has improved."

"Master, if you want to say that, you should just kill Xiaoying." Yueying closed her phoenix eyes slightly and said nothing.

"It's really getting more and more unruly," said the tone in a low voice, "you can tell what you want."

After Yueying heard the words, she opened her eyes and spoke unwillingly.When talking about the young self who originally wanted to commit suicide by throwing himself into a well, looking back on the past, Yue Ying's eyes were also a little cold.

"You don't want to follow me that much?" The man stood up and approached Yueying, the coldness in his eyes gradually grew.

"No, I'd rather die than not." Yue Ying stubbornly looked at the man, without a trace of regret in her voice.

"Hmph, so what if you don't want to?" The man squeezed Yueying's jaw and raised it upwards, "You are my plaything, and this identity will never change."

"But I want to change!" Yueying's eyes flashed, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have been fooled by that smelly Taoist for so long!"

"Hehe, interesting," the man let go, turned around, with his hands behind his back, "continue your story."

"Just when I was about to throw myself into the well, a Taoist priest hugged me and gave me a jade gourd." Yueying replied lightly, "He said, this is a wishful gourd that all wishes come true, take it , one day I will get my wish.”

"So, you have always regarded it as a treasure?" The man sneered, "Think your fate will be changed because of this little gourd?"

"That's right!" Yueying bit her lower lip lightly, "My wish is to leave Yutian Pavilion and you one day! That's why I regard this gourd as more precious than life! Because, I would rather die than die. I want to leave you."

"Do you really want to die that much?" The man turned around abruptly, his hands already holding Yueying's neck bitterly, "You challenge my bottom line again and again, aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?"

"Ahem, lord... Please... kill... me..." Yueying closed her eyes tightly, and because her throat was tightly strangled, Yueying's face gradually turned blue.At first, he struggled a few times, then gave up struggling altogether, as if quietly waiting for death to come.

"Hmph!" The man loosened his hands, and Yueying's body swayed twice. His arms were already inconvenient because they were covered with white mud. At this moment, he lost his balance because of this. He backed up again and again, and fell to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem..." Yueying, who had just breathed in, coughed repeatedly, and then let out a miserable laugh after calming down, "Master, you have always 'loved' me so much, do you think I would feel better dead than alive? some?"

After finishing speaking, two lines of tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and the man's heart tightened inexplicably. Looking at Moon Shadow, whose breath was uneven and his face was full of tears, the appearance of the pear blossom with rain seemed so lovely and pitiful.

The person in front of him, the man is used to his stubbornness, unyielding and pride, but rarely sees his weak side.

If it wasn't for the teasing of fate, why would he become so ruthless?Maybe, he will really take good care of him, love him and prevent him from getting hurt a little bit!

However, no!never!Let him live, let him be trampled, trampled, trampled as a plaything, is his due punishment!To blame can only blame his origin!

Back then, that little person succumbed to him, and he did everything he could to destroy like a devil. He just had a kind of pleasure after revenge.

Bring him back to Yutian Pavilion:

Let him practice singing and dancing just for his own pleasure;

Give him Ningxiang pills to slow down his growth, no matter how old he is, he will always look only sixteen or seventeen years old;

To bury needles in his body, every time he is emotionally happy, it is when he is in pain...

Time and time again, I wanted to catch the old man, playing a game of eagle and chicken with him...

Yes, humiliating and trampling in every possible way, as long as you are an individual, of course you will choose to resist!

If resistance is useless, death may be the best relief.

Moon Shadow, maybe she never lied to him...

What difference does it make if what he says is true or false?When he knows the truth and who his parents are, at that time, the pain I inflicted on him may be nothing compared to the truth.

It doesn't matter what he thinks in his heart, it doesn't matter whether Shen Han is the person in his heart, whether the Taoist priest made it up or he really did, these are not important.

The important thing is that when the truth is revealed, everyone involved, including Yue Ying, will die!

No one has ever escaped from his grasp, since he is destined to die, so what's the point of performing a play with Moon Shadow before he dies?

Thinking of this, the man's eyes softened a lot. He walked closer and bent down to help Yueying up, but Yueying dodged back like a frightened bird. When his arms touched the ground, there was another burst. Cruel pain.

"What's the matter with the bad street?" the man asked.

"Look." Yueying pouted and pointed at the dressing table with difficulty, a few delicate jade gourds quietly appeared in the man's eyes...

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