The correct way to open Chenyuan Lively and Fragrant

132 Keiko's Death

Bai Songxian covered An Yichen's clenched fists with a pair of soft clothes: "No, we are coming soon, Shiqing, you are Wen's eldest son, representing the Chinese Fragrance Association on stage, running away at this time, it is not for people to look at us Chinese Is it a joke? If it’s too late, let’s forget it. If you keep the green hills, you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood. The Wan Guo Xiang Hui is held every five years. If you lose today, it’s okay, and you will have a showdown with the Japanese Xiang Hui in five years later!”

Several people could only sigh after hearing this.

Wen Jingchang: "Next is number 67, the Japan Incense Association!"

An Yichen and the others looked at Xiaoya Huizi with complicated expressions.

With a calm expression, Xiaoya Huizi walked up to the booth slowly and gracefully, holding an incense diffuser cup and a glass bottle.

Xiaoya Keiko bowed to the two judges on the left and right, and said in a soft voice: "I will represent the fragrance industry colleagues of the Great Japanese Empire, and present a bottle of the most wonderful fragrance to the fragrance industry colleagues all over the world!"

The female master of ceremonies stepped forward and presented two silk scarves.

Xiaoya Huizi lit the alcohol lamp under the incense diffuser, dripped a few drops of the essence in the glass bottle, and then took a few drops and dripped them on the two silk scarves. The girls took a pair of silk scarves, walked up to the judges, shook the scarves, waved the scarves gracefully, waved them in front of each judge, then walked to the aisle of seats on both sides, slowly waving the scarves around the field lap.

The aroma of the incense diffuser began to evaporate in large quantities, and the venue was silent for a moment. Everyone closed their eyes, took a deep breath, and then smiled at the corners of their mouths. The smile became bigger and bigger, as if intoxicated in a dream.

Soon, heated discussions erupted, and everyone was full of admiration.

Xiaoya Huizi showed a satisfied smile, but An Yichen and the others had solemn faces.

The female master of ceremonies shouted: "Please give points!"

All the judges were smiling, nodding and writing the scores on the boards, holding them up to show.

Wen Jingchang's complexion was not good, but as the host, he still maintained his demeanor, singing: "Very! Very..."

After Wen Jingchang shouted ten ten points, he said, "Congratulations to Japan Incense Club! You got a perfect score of [-]! It's amazing!"

There was warm applause and recognition from the audience.

Xiaoya Huizi glanced at Wen Jingchang proudly, and looked at An Yichen provocatively, An Yichen's face was indescribably ugly.

Bai Songxian patted An Yichen's hand: "Forget it! There is nothing you can do about it. A momentary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything, you have to be steady."

An Yichen nodded: "Don't worry."

An Yichen took the tray from Ning Peishan and went to the preparation area to wait with the incense.

Wen Jingchang glanced at the direction of the door, Le Yan still did not appear, he understood in his heart, and still pretended to be normal: "Next, we invite the host of this year's Wan Guo Xiang Hui, No. 60 No. [-], Chinese incense will come to the stage!"

Xiaoya Huizi stepped down and An Yichen came on stage. When the two were about to pass by, Xiaoya Huizi said, "An Yichen, according to the rules of the competition, if the contestant knows that he has no chance of winning, he can choose to abstain! I think you might as well give up the fight." Forget the incense! If the incense you take out is exactly the same as that of our Japanese Incense Association, then your Chinese Incense Association is just copying people’s wisdom, and this is probably more embarrassing than abstaining, right?"

An Yichen's hand holding the tray tightened.

Xiaoya Huizi snorted and continued to walk down the stage.

An Yichen walked to the display table in the center of the stage, but he seemed suspicious and didn't move.

The hostess took two silk handkerchiefs according to the procedure and wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Wen Jingchang. Wen Jingchang walked up to An Yichen and announced to the audience: "The incense of our China Incense Association is still a little late. Only then can I refine it well, and it is too late to participate in this year's All Nations Incense Association, so I declare that the China Incense Association will abstain!"

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar.

An Yichen also looked at Wen Jingchang in shock: "Father...we can't abstain..."

Wen Jingchang: "I have no choice. Le Yan and Zhiyuan haven't arrived yet. I can't take this bottle of incense that is exactly the same as the Japanese Incense Association to participate in the competition?"

An Yichen looked at Xiaoya Huizi with a complicated expression.

Xiaoya Huizi showed a happy sneer.

Wen Jingchang patted An Yichen's arm to let An Yichen step down, and signaled to the female emcee, who took the ranking and score sheet from the clerk and gave it to Wen Jingchang in the middle of the stage.

Wen Jingchang looked at the manuscript and sang No.4 to No.2 one by one on stage, and awarded trophies until the last No.1.

Xiaoya Huizi Shi Shiran came to the stage, took the golden cup of the most fragrant in the world from Wen Jingchang, and raised the golden cup to show to the audience.

The audience applauded thunderously, Xiaoya Huizi wore a confident smile, glanced at the audience, accepting the honor of being number one in the world with complicated emotions, but at this moment, Xiaoya Huizi caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd.

Xiaoya Huizi's expression froze suddenly, she stared straight at the figure, her eyes met, and the other party also found that Xiaoya Huizi saw her, so she turned and left.

Xiaoya Huizi's complexion changed suddenly, and she rushed off the stage in a panic holding the gold cup, frantically pushing aside the crowd.

Everyone in the audience murmured in doubt about Xiaoya Huizi's sudden change.

Wen Jingchang was hesitating on stage, An Yichen stood up from his seat and said to Wen Jingchang, "I'll go and see!"

Wen Jingchang nodded, and An Yichen followed out.

An Yichen chased out of the crowd, but Xiaoya Huizi was nowhere to be seen.

Xiaoya Huizi quickly chased into the forest holding the gold cup: "Stop!"

The familiar figure stopped.

Xiaoya Huizi trembled: "Father, is that you? Please...turn around!"

The man turned around slowly, took off his bamboo hat, and looked at Keiko Xiaoya.

Xiaoya Keiko: "It's you, it's really you...you...you're not dead?"

Koya Taro nodded and walked slowly towards Koya Keiko.

Xiaoya Huizi: "But I clearly saw Mr. Yichen...and the blood on your body...what...what's going on?"

Xiao Yataro: "I found a person who looked similar to An Yichen, disguised him as An Yichen, and asked him to pretend to shoot me. I took the opportunity to squeeze the blood bag on my chest. You were in a state of confusion at the time, and I I also used a large dose of powerful hypnotic fragrance to hypnotize you, so you didn't notice the flaw..."

Xiaoya Keiko's body went limp, and she almost couldn't stand steadily, but fortunately Xiaoya Taro supported her.

Xiaoya Huizi's face turned pale, and her body trembled a little: "That night...was it just a trick you planned?"

Xiao Yataro: "That's right! If it weren't for this, you wouldn't be able to hand over the incense spectrum, and you wouldn't be able to help me make the best incense in the world to participate in the Wan Guo Xiang Hui! In this way, you will not only destroy my ideal , It will also ruin your own life! When I saw that you finally won the gold cup of the world's number one incense at this Wan Guoxiang Festival, and finally became the focus of the world's incense circles, I am so proud of you!"

Xiaoya Keiko slowly knelt down in front of Xiaoya Taro, and presented the gold cup with both hands.

Xiaoya Huizi smiled wryly and said, "Father, daughter, congratulations to father for finally getting what he wanted!"

Koya Taro didn't pay attention to the desperation and magic in Koya Keiko's eyes, his attention was all on the gold cup, he picked up the gold cup and admired it for himself.

Koya Keiko glanced at Koya Taro, who was immersed in joy, and slowly turned away.

Xiaoya Taro: "Keiko, where are you going? Are you still looking for An Yichen and the others?"

Xiaoya Huizi smiled sadly: "Where do I have the face to see Yichen Jun and the others again? I have helped you get the most fragrant gold cup in the world, and I have already repaid your kindness of birth. I will never be with you again." relation!"

Koya Taro realized that there was something wrong with Xiaoya Keiko's expression at this time, and hurriedly grabbed Xiaoya Keiko: "No! Keiko, come back to Japan with me!"

Xiaoya Huizi struggled: "Let go, let go! In your heart, your daughter's happiness and wishes are of no importance! Father, you are too terrifying! You can actually deceive your daughter in this way for the sake of profit. You have no affection, no love. No heart!"

Koya Taro hugged Xiaoya Keiko: "Keiko, calm down! You are my only daughter, and my father did all this for your own good! I can't watch you go astray!"

Xiaoya Taro and Xiaoya Huizi are tugging. Xiaoya Huizi has been overly sad these two days, physically and mentally exhausted. After a few pulls, she became unstable and fell to the ground when her feet softened. Ning Zhiyuan and Wen Shi who were rushing to the competition venue Xuan and Le Yan happened to see this scene, and Le Yan rushed over subconsciously, shouting: "Stop!"

Le Yan knelt down to help Xiaoya Huizi: "Sister Huizi, are you alright?"

Ning Zhiyuan and Wen Shixuan also rushed over, looking at the gold cup in Xiaoya Taro's hand, and Xiaoya Huizi who was lying on the ground crying, Ning Zhiyuan jokingly said: "Mr. Xiaoya Taro, you are really amazing, not only for us He is ruthless, and he is merciless towards his own daughter!"

Xiaoya Taro would not have been provoked by Ning Zhiyuan's usual provocation, but just now Xiaoya Huizi rebuked him angrily and sadly, but now these words sounded extremely harsh, and immediately became angry, and drew out a knife to point at Ning Zhiyuan and Ning Zhiyuan. Wen Shixuan said coldly: "It's you, the dangerous and cunning Chinese, that made Keiko lose his mind! I'm going to kill you today!"

Xiao Yataro held up the long knife and slashed at Ning Zhiyuan. Ning Zhiyuan wanted to touch the self-defense dagger at his waist, but suddenly realized that it was not on his body. After a few strokes, he was very embarrassed, and his clothes were torn apart in several places.

Ning Zhiyuan had no choice but to run away first, and Xiao Yataro raised his knife to chop Wen Shixuan. Wen Shixuan didn't bring any self-defense weapons, so he could only dodge desperately. Taro distracted Leyan and Xiaoya Huizi, but it was safe to be together, so she shouted to Wen Shixuan, "Run!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao Yataro turned around, the long knife stabbed straight at Le Yan.

Everything happened so suddenly, Ning Zhiyuan and Wen Shixuan had no time to resist, and Le Yan had no time to react.

Xiaoya Huizi yelled, "Father! Don't!"

Then everything stopped.

Ning Zhiyuan and Wen Shixuan were shocked, Xiaoya Taro was also shocked, Le Yan was stunned, as if she felt Xiaoya Huizi leaning softly into her arms.

Le Yan's gaze followed Xiaoya Taro's face with copper-bell-like eyes, along the arm, all the way to the hand holding the knife, then the blade, and finally saw the tip of the blade disappear on Xiaoya Huizi's back, and the blood flowed from the intersection. Spreading everywhere, the light blue kimono was dyed bright red, like a rapidly blooming rose, using Xiaoya Keiko's life as nourishment, and bloomed in front of everyone.